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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 2, 2017 8:26:30 GMT -5
Bangover was at unease as she continued to walk through the darkened tunnels, this may have not been the best mode of transportation. She was pulling two jury rigged stasis tubes behind her, containing the injured Crashers in an attempt to limit further damage. They didn't have the time to wait for a better opening with the two's conditions, not really. It had been Ironhorse who had suggested using old cybertronian tunnels she had run goods through as a young spark, during the Great War. A part of her couldn't help but worry that they were using the very tunnels Ironhorse was falsely accused of. After all, if someone thought she was running illegal goods through the underground... wouldn't they be looking for her here? Still, Ironhorse had assured them both these particular tunnels had not been a part of the inquisition and for rightly good measure. They ran close enough to the power grids that signatures were always masked... though she had admitted it may cause a bit of sensory interference at times... like the noises she was hearing now. Soft groans and creaks, the kind the bastard hackers back at Neo Paradon were fond of watching movies of to be scared by. She glances over to Crushdepth for a moment, then Ironhorse out of concern. They seem to be getting louder slowly... and she was sure she heard a growl. "I'm not the only one hearing that am I?" She asks quietly. "I swear I've heard that sound out on the field before, but I can't place it..."
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Post by striker on Mar 20, 2017 15:31:01 GMT -5
Ironhorse had been doing her best to compensate. Time had not been kind to her, it'd been a long time since the Great War after all. Though, granted, she had a new body so her senses were sharper, more in tune.
It had taken some cajoling and convincing but finally Bangover had agreed to follow her; the tunnels were quick, and quiet... for the most part, the interference they were hearing was a bit annoying, but the masking of their signatures was too good of a benefit to pass up. She had... forgotten how spooky these old tunnels could be. Listening to the old bots drone on about fluid-suckers, sparkeaters, and worse. Demons and mutants that were said to be Cybertrons first and natural inhabitants, and Primus' failed first children. Surely they were rumors and tall tales... or at the very least sealed away or eradicated over the eons of war the Cybertronians had conducted in, around, and on their plant-slash-creator?
She tried not to think about it.
So when Bangover kept hearing things getting louder and louder, she did her best to try and tone it out, to not let herself get convinced it WAS some meters-tall, long-clawed, be-fanged demon from the depths that looked more like a twist pile of metal in a vague cybertronian shape than a proper Cybertronian.
"Fuck" she whispered, biting her lip, "You aren't the only one hearing that. fuck."
Worse? She couldn't exactly place the sound either, but she was sure it wasn't good. Immediately she began to search for an alcove, cubbie or off-shoot tunnel they could sneak into and lose whatever was behind them
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Post by tearoness on Jun 7, 2017 13:25:32 GMT -5
Crushdepth followed Bangover and Ironhorse through the sewers Crush felt uneasy as well didn't pitcularly like being in tight spots not alone being in the sewers of Cybertron, she rather be out in the open fighting at least you could dive for cover if there was such a thing during battle. Hearing about the folklure about what could be lurking in the sewers or what was hiding in the sewers looking around hearing the noises and it seemed like the noises were getting louder this was making her even more uneasy taking the safety off her weapon.
Hearing Bangover ask her if she was the only one hearing the noises, she then heard Ironhorse tell Bangover that she wasn't the only hearing the noises as well.
As the noises grew louder it made Crush jump a little looking over to Bangover and Ironhorse, "I'm hearing the noises as well let's move it the sooner we get out the better I hate being in tight spots," Crush said with unease in her voice.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 4, 2017 21:27:47 GMT -5
Bangover nodded, looking to their wayward leader as they reached an intersection, a pathway which led off to the side from the main route. While the route straightforward was still barely lit, the side path was dark and would require torches should they use it. It's definitely something new as far as Ironhorse's memory served her... much less tall as the tunnel they were still following. It almost looks bot-made, though by who it was anyone's guesses. Bangover looked back in the direction they came from, then to the choices again. "It's too bad the kid isn't online, maybe this is where those technobot kids kept camp too maybe? At least one of them has a mining rig..." She suggests, unsure herself which way would be the best option. The sounds have continued their slow increase in volume, though now it's hard to tell if they were coming from behind the group... or ahead.
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Post by striker on Jul 4, 2017 21:44:25 GMT -5
Ironhorse chewed on her lip, "I'm not sure we wanna chance it on a maybe... but then again I'd rather not get caught by what's making that noise. A maybe is better than a nothing. Let's see if the techno-kids made camp, maybe we can scavenge for supplies, we might get lucky." she suggested
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Post by tearoness on Jan 4, 2018 21:36:51 GMT -5
Crushdepth more or less grumbled under her breath when Bangover and Ironhorse wanted to stop as they talked about the options they had at the moment.
She spoke up, "for the love of the pit guys really? why take any chances at all we pretty much have everything we need correct?" Crush asked as she spoke up again, "we need to get out of here unless you want to find out what is living or lurking down here. I'm not staying I'm getting out while I got the chance and I suggest you do the same. Crush said as she stepped behind the group. The noises were really getting better of her and she didn't want to know what was living down here.
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 8, 2018 21:09:54 GMT -5
Bangover nods to Ironhorse before looking in Crushdepth's direction. "Crush... that tunnel's the only direction I'm not hearing -any- of those noises." She replied softly, before reverting to beast mode and looking around as another echoing of that eerie sound made its way towards them. "I'm practically sure of it." She replied again, taking advantage of her beastly senses to get more of a feel of their environment. Sniffing the ground and air around them, her nose wrinkled for a moment. "There's congealed energon on the air..." She commented looking back and forth down the corridor. "Something's been feeding. But... there's also the smell of electrified air down this way. I'm sure we'll find equipment." She explained, gesturing down the side corridor before transforming back to bot mode and grabbing onto the cart.
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Post by striker on Mar 12, 2018 13:52:16 GMT -5
Ironhorse nodded, pointing to Bangover, “got a point.” She said to Crushdepth, “more than that, if it’s a fortified place, a safe spot, that’s pretty important. In case we need to stay down here for longer than planned, or need a hiding place.” She explained, “no?”
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Post by tearoness on Mar 13, 2018 19:47:31 GMT -5
Crushdepth shook her head she didn't want get into a shouting match with them she sighed, "Alright do what you need to do," Crush said as she had her weapon ready the swears were just creeping her out
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 22, 2018 21:02:14 GMT -5
Bangover nodded, quickly taking the initiative as she started to push the cart carrying the two downed transformers. It wasn't too hard for the muscularly enhanced femme to adjust its path as they continued down the side corridor. It wasn't too long until they reached a mechanical makeshift door built into the bedrock, at least a few hundred feet from the entrance they had taken. There's a panel online over to the side, a detailed logo that appeared to be a stylized version of Computron's face seen stealthfully marked around said panel. It's hard to notice unless you were on guard like the rest of the party. "The gentle touch or should Crushdepth blow it open?" She asked their current defacto leader, even as she looked back in the direction they were headed. She transformed into beast mode again, trying to get a feel for the situation. She blinked for a moment before looking at the door in confusion. Walking over to the door, she pressed her head against it carefully before blinking. "There's some voices inside... very muffled, but they sound like kids?" She responded with a confused look before turning to the others. *********************************** "This was not what I was expecting of the meeting place..." Slipstream sputtered to herself, looking at the disarray before her. They had arrived at one of the Technobot's hideaways easily with little complications. But she was not fully indoctrinated with the group... and very unaware of their unsavory habits. Parts laid strewn across the little workshop, at least two incomplete transectors could be seen in various parts of assembly. And there was no one there to meet them. It was ridiculous, the whole thing was ridiculous. She rubbed her face for a few minutes before looking to the two youths Ripoff and Diva. "This was supposed to be a simple drop off, I swear-" She's cut off by the powering up of a device in the center of the room, a holographic shape slowly spinning and taking shape before the group is met by a shrunken representation of Data. "Sorry I'm late... some last minute things to take care of..." The figure responded, noticing Diva with a sad look. "I'm sorry we had to drag you into this Diva."
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Post by tearoness on Apr 23, 2018 19:05:48 GMT -5
Crush looked to Bangover saying that she heard muffled voices and it sounded like kids, she raised her optic ridge she quietly stepped over to Bangover, "Can you tell what the conversation is?" Crush asked.
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Post by striker on May 17, 2018 15:04:53 GMT -5
Ironhorse nodded, following the group. She was watching the rear to make sure they weren’t followed, and to make sure their injured were okay.
As they stopped, apparently hearing a conversation inside the hideout they were going to use, She frowned, “whatever we do” She whispered, “we proceed with caution, and quiet. It would do our position to startle them. It could start an unneeded firefight, if they were jumpy.”
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Post by smokedtoast on Oct 14, 2018 20:49:34 GMT -5
Bangover listened carefully. "Something about a meeting place and apologies..." She responded carefully, following Ironhorse's directions to be gentle. She takes a moment to transform back into robot mode and starts operating the panel by the door. "I don't think they're an enemy... but 'horse's right. We're in no condition for a firefight, especially if it draws in our followers..." She pauses for a moment. "I should be able to bypass this, but whoever's going to be our representative might want to stand in front of the door.
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