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Post by hare on Jul 20, 2008 0:58:40 GMT -5
Vortex punched through the concrete slab, smashing it into small pebbles. If anybody that has good audio sensor, they could hear the ball joints break a little and at least two of his fingers broke a little. The armored outside of his hand is dented a little and his hand started to leak energon. Whatever he felt it or not, was beside the point. Vortex walks up closed to the Panda Detective. He put both of his hands the collar of his neck and through pained effort, he hoist him up on his feet. He than puts him in to a grapp lifts him up in a Military Press. He walks four big steps. Vortex than toss him like a sack of potatoes.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 21, 2008 12:05:15 GMT -5
Streetwise yelps as he's thrown away from Vortex, hitting the ground face first and bouncing a bit before rolling to a stop. He manages to push himself up to a knee despite his injuries and stares at his opponent, looking dead set on not giving up at this point despite the bruise that is surely forming across his face. He cringes as he stands up, gripping one side... but he still manages to take a combat position again. "So when does the fight start?" He asks blatantly, looking down his opponent. "You've damaged my body, sure... but you've not touched my will nor my mind. Meanwhile I've brought you to pause more then once..."
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Post by darkstatic on Jul 26, 2008 14:24:31 GMT -5
Blastoff frowns "I don't think he'll take much more of this" she comments idly "especially if he seems intent on getting Vortex mad at him" she sighs looking to Merkava and Ripoff "I hope an intervention wont be neccessary." Which was kind of like saying 'be prepared' after all she knew Vortex's temper. The fact that Vortex hadn't killed Streetwise already was rather amazing.
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Post by hare on Jul 31, 2008 0:16:28 GMT -5
Merkava was surprised that Vortex hadn't lost it yet. Normally during that time, Vortex would have lost his cool and the person that Vortex was fighting would have been a walking out of a bodybag by now. This was really surprising. But than again, that's how Hurricanes goes. The calm before the storm. "It's official. Streetwise has lost it," Merkava commented while watching the painful beatdown commencing "Really lost it. I mean what the pit is he thinking?! Going up against him? I mean what was he thinking?!" Merkava have gotten the subtext of what Blastoff was saying
"You know, if it wasn't for the he's cute, I would have said he had a death wish or he was stupid," Ripoff said while idly watching the brawl "Thank Primus, he has a cute ass." Groove darkly glares at Ripoff, mentally threatening to end his life right here and now. The Protectobot tracker goes back to the fight. ~What are you planning, baby? What's the method to your madness? Is this worth getting your ass kicked over?~ First Aid couldn't believe is starting to get the ass end of the ass beating specturm. A moment ago, he was smacking Vortex around now all the sudden he was being beat around like a two credit hookerbot. What the hell was he trying to prove? Unless, he was going let him beat until Vortex tires himself out or runs out of fuel, he was going to be the one going to the morgue. "Damn it, Streets! Just slaughter the bastard already!"
********************** "What point you're trying to make, cockboy?" Vortex crudely growls as he quickly advances towards him, not wasting time or thought to Streetwise's words or his plans. When he got close to him, he launches two hard left hooks to the face.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 31, 2008 11:49:40 GMT -5
Streetwise responds as he ducks backwards away from the first blow, moving with an odd grace. "My point is... to torture is to break." He ducks downward for a moment away from the second blow, speaking up as he suddenly juts forward and up... headbutting full force into Vortex's throat with a growl. "And you don't even know how to begin to do that with me." He adds viciously before striking about where Vortex's kidneys would be with both arms. "So stop wasting my time."
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Post by hare on Jul 31, 2008 18:24:24 GMT -5
Vortex got knocked back by the headbutt. Seeing he was mechanical (Well mostly) it did a little damage, but the shots to the kidney with piston-powered arms made him yelpped a little. He fell on his knees, holding to his back. Those combos manage to put a good amount of damage to him. But it didn't broke his spirit one bit. Instead, it was starting to piss him off. Bad. ~Break, huh? So that's what he's after. Well, I got something for him....~He thought to himself. He gets back up, coughing energon, more angrier and determined than ever. He stares at him straight in the optic. . He gives him a powerful kick in the groan. While he was stunned, Vortex grapples him and lifts him up in the air. With a little bit of effort, he hurls him up into the air. Vortex looks at the sky.
Vortex leapts up into the air and converts into beast mode and than converted into his copter mode. He then fired three missiles, two air-to-air missile and one anti-tank missile.
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 4, 2008 12:02:20 GMT -5
Streetwise howls as he's struck and thrown, stunned by the impact of the attacks on land. He manages to pull a random item out of his backpack while in the air, throwing it at the central missile and setting it off prematurely. The resulting explosion manages to catch Streetwise in it's blast, throwing him backwards and igniting part of his fur on fire. Nonetheless, it throws him out of the path of the other two missiles... if the explosion did not set them off. He hits the ground rolling harshly, slowly coming to a stop. "What the slag is going on here?!?" Came a very familiar and shrill voice as a certain red, white, and blue avian came to a landing nearby, transforming into his robot mode quite quickly. Starscream looks at those present with a sharp frown, before speaking up. "Your orders were to defend Polyhex, not have a pissing contest here. Where is Onslaught?..." He responds, a bit more of an authoritive tone then usual. He's reveling in his recent 'promotion' at this point.
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Post by darkstatic on Aug 4, 2008 12:39:53 GMT -5
"Ripoff. Shut up." Blastoff chastised "that's hardly the kind of thing you comment on in public" well she couldn't fault him for thinking it but opening his mouth and actually saying it...well that was a little silly. "Merkava best get ready. This ends now." Blastoff was getting fed up with all this and that was that.
>>Vortex stand down<< Blastoff ordered in a you don't want to argue with me tone. Seeing that this was going too far she thought it prudent to stop the two. Still another far more unwelcome intervention occured.
"He is in the council chamber ...sir" Blastoff responded to Starscream the sir part only added because she's not too sure on whether he outranks her or not. Better safe than sorry in her opinion...even if she hates Starscream's voice.
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Post by hare on Aug 4, 2008 15:28:38 GMT -5
When Merkava and Ripoff heard Starscream's voice, their fuel ran ice cold. They quickly turn to see Starscream. When they see them, a couple of random thoughts ran through their processors, all came to the same conclusion. They're screwed. Merkava and Ripoff quickly saluted their commander.
Vortex smiles savagely as he advances towards the injured Streetwise. Slag it, he'll just off the little prick. What's one less Protectobot between friends? When he heard Starscream's voice and Blast Off's IM, he stops. He turns and glances towards the two. Blast Off, he can careless, but Starscream.....He stops smiling. He looks at them and he quickly looks at his opponent. He walks towards Streetwise and kneels in front of him. "You got lucky. We're not finish yet." After he says that, he punches Streetwise in the face. He gets back up and walks towards his two commanders. Vortex sarcastically saluted Starscream. "Sup, Screamer?"
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 7, 2008 14:13:19 GMT -5
Streetwise takes the blows elegantly at the least, pushing himself despite his wounds and limping slightly towards his fellow protectobots. Despite all of his wounds... he seems quite content with the situation as he heads to the others, an accomplished smile on his face. At least it appears to be a smile, but one can't tell for sure due to the bruises... Starscream just glares in Vortex's direction for a moment before nodding towards Blastoff. "Thank you. It's good to see at least one of my creation's offspring show respect..." He responds calmly before heading towards the facility. "Get the rank and rabble together Blastoff. It's time we show our... value to this new council of ours. I want you to assemble drills for the gawkers and lay-abouts who were watching these preceedings." He responds confidently as his wings fold down around him forming a coat of sorts.
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Post by hare on Aug 9, 2008 18:26:26 GMT -5
First Aid runs towards the limping and very injured Streetwise with Groove running behind her. She skids to a stop and settles Streetwise down. "Stop moving, mang. You're going to put more strain on yourself that way." She disenages her medical pack and puts it down on the ground. The medical pack automatically opens, revealing all sorts of medical tools, anti-viral programs, basic first aid kit supplies, and a couple of cybernetic components. First Aid looks at Streetwise's badly cracked chestplate. She runs her fingers over it (Professionally of course). Looks like a near-breach chestplate. So far nothing is leaking. A pair of clear glass visor fall over her optics and totally covered her eyes. The visor started to glow a pale blue. Soon First Aid started to see the insides of Streetwise. "Luckily he didn't puncture anything. Another direct hit from him would have puncture your spark case.Also he manage to do a good amount of damage," she reported to her teammate. She balls her hand into a fist. Her knuckles and two of her index fingers mechanically detach itself and reveals a small barrel of a laser cannon of sorts. She than points it towards the cracks of Streetwise's damage chest armor. "Hold still, Streets." The laser starts emit a red glow and than forms a solid red beam starts and proceeds to wield the cracked armor together. Groove looks over Streetwise while First Aid is doing some repair work on him. The tracker goes to the left side of his boyfriend and sits next to him. "What the Pit you were thinking?" Groove simply asked him while seeing the Young Combaticons go on their way. "Was getting your tailpipe kicked worth it? He could have killed you and you knew that."
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Merkava internally grumbled in disgust. It was bad enough that they were the offspring of the original Combaticons. It's really worse when the greatest traitor to the Decepticon Army happens to be your grandfather. Or something like that. He doesn't like the guy, but he has to do this to keep up with appearances. "Yes, sir," Merkava grumbled apathy, not even caring at all. Ripoff however was smiling. "Hey, Starscream!" He gushed "Or should I say Grandpa. I love what you did with your armor. And that hair! I love it! Congratulations to your promotions!"
~Laying it on thick aren't we, Rip?~ Merkava IMed the weapon experts with disgust.
~Oh hush, dear! He's a great leader and he was responsible for giving live to our parents! He should be treated like the great commander he is! You should do the same too!~ He responded back while waving and smiling to Starscream.
~....You're doing this to get brownie points aren't you, Rip~ Merkava responded while following Blast Off and Vortex II to assemble for drills.
~My, Merky. Whatever do you mean?~
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Post by darkstatic on Aug 11, 2008 8:11:05 GMT -5
Blastoff mentally winced at that; she did not like to be reminded of such things still she saluted and responded with a "Yes sir; it shall be as you command." She waited a moment as he headed off before leading the young combaticons out.
>>Ripoff try not to over do it<< she just IMed him in reply to his blatant flattery. This day just kept getting worse she thought to herself. >>Besides it looks like we have to show off a little to the crowds...well any ideas which drills you want to go through or would you like me to pick?<< Blastoff would be more than happy to go through some combat drills and a few airial ones while she was at it.
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 11, 2008 9:57:18 GMT -5
Streetwise just grins with a wince through his injuries. "Yeah... but he can't anymore. I've got his number. He may have won the fight... but I won the argument. I know his buttons..." He responds softly, looking towards Groove. "Sometimes one must lose the battle to win the war groove. Art of war and all that." He explains, coughly harshly for a moment. "Besides, you going to tell me watching him get bitched out by screamer wasn't worth the pain?..."
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Post by hare on Aug 15, 2008 1:00:27 GMT -5
"And he also has your number in the physical and brutality department," First Aid dryily comments as she dresses his wounds. "Do I have to say you had a couple of close calls? What's the point of being right when you're dead? Dead bots don't win debates.y'know?" Groove smiles a small smile. "You can't let us have a bit of victory, can't you, First Aid?" He asked the medic. First Aid shrugged. "I calls it how I see it."
"Sometimes to win, you have to lose," Groove commented, agreeing what his boyfriend is saying. "It would have been better if Starscream just vaporized him on the spot. I think him getting chewed out is worth it too."
******************** "Yay! We get to show off our skills to the masses! And in front of our beloved Starscream too! Yay!" Ripoff chirped happily as he dances around like a teenage girl going spastic at a Jonas Brothers concert. Merkava walks behind Ripoff and Blastoff. "Yay."He said unenthusedly. He hated the fact he has to serve the great traitor of the Decepticon army. The fact he had created his father (Or gave him a new body actually), thus making them, in a way, their grandfather. How can this day can get any more fucking worse? Also, he needs a drink. And he doesn't drink neither.
Vortex is clearly pissed because he didn't get to finish off Streetwise and didn't score a official win for the Young Combaticons. He almost had him. He was this close from offig the prick.
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Post by darkstatic on Aug 16, 2008 8:30:18 GMT -5
"Ripoff calm down; we need to be focused...and seriously we know you like Screamer but you don't need to make a big show of it." Blastoff isn't actually too fond of Starscream but she'll put up with him...Ripoff's dancing however she wont put up with.
She glances round to Merkava; but says nothing, before shifting her gaze to Vortex and frowning slightly. "There will be other chances to get Streetwise; Vortex, concentrate on the here and now" she reminds him after all if they mess up their drills Onslaught would not be pleased.
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