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Post by smokedtoast on May 4, 2009 16:40:03 GMT -5
Even as Takedown keeps his aim on Lightspeed, several stun shots fire at his back as Afterburner lands on the platform nearby. His armored shell's arms are pointed forward at Takedown as he starts to speak up, quickly and sharply. It's not really a sentence so much as a statement, as if daring him to account for the presence of that name in the history books. "I'm sure Protoform X was a misunderstanding as well." He opens fire again, trying to get attention off of his friend while Jynx continues her work.
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Post by Cryptic on May 14, 2009 7:49:31 GMT -5
"Frag you." came from Fracture's grill as she took over, driveing the shot gun barrel to the side and up as she thrust their other hand forward to let off a pulse. There was a low level blast, then the whole bootleg affair sparked and blew out a mass of smoke.
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 15, 2009 20:57:56 GMT -5
* Takedown staggered foreward as the shots hit him, a momentary twich causing his shotgun to go off, sending the shell to burn a hole through the roof. His reaction time was dulled... but he wasn't incapacitated. Using similar stun weaponry for so many years he'd be a fool not to sheild himself.*
* He dodged the next few, turning to return fire when the other threw off his aim, then tried to pump a Pulse shot into him. Takedown's free arm shot foreward, intercepting Fractures pulse weapon, and re-directed the aim back at the technobots comerade. Through the smoke, Fracture may have been able to see a rather crude smirk come across the mech's face.*
" Frag me? An you aint even gunna buy me dinner first."
* Right before he thrust his thick cranium foreward in an attempted headbutt.*
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Post by Cryptic on May 21, 2009 9:07:52 GMT -5
"How about i just stomp you and then make a wallet out of your hide?" Fracture replied as she detached the add-on's remains in Takedown's hand.
That move was not the smartest thing Takey could have done. thousands of years of evolution coupled with Cybertronian alloys meant that Crasher's noggin was probably one of the toughest things on the planet. The crack of meeting heads was audible for several miles. The Ram/car pairing stumbled back, head ringing despite the reinforcement.
~Takedown, what the slag was that?~ Howlback commed as Garbel forced her to circle the scene in the air.
"Take me down there you miss wired hunk of..." she growled at her partner.
~Dat, fall back to PC~ Crash suggested. (Church of Primus) ~Don't think they'd follow us there.~
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Post by smokedtoast on May 21, 2009 12:03:07 GMT -5
Afterburner ducked and tumbled to the side away from the shots, attempting to keep from getting fragged so easily. Internally Bugbite was screaming about how this was one more bad idea after the others, which didn't give Data too much time to concentrate. ~That's the plan my amigo. As soon as Nosecone's got us a path, we're heading that way.~ He responds before getting clipped by the spray of one of Takedown's grenades. The two cry out in pain as the acid starts to eat away at part of the shell's armor... "SLAGGING AUTOBOTS! First you let megatron destroy our dimension... then you treat us like criminals for not trusting you!" The shell replies as it clutches the wound, more Bugbite talking at this time then Data.
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 28, 2009 7:48:00 GMT -5
* the officer, himself never truely known for smart moves, grimaced... his own armored cranium ringing from the impact, but it held. The incoming comm signal didn't help out his disposition, as he threw the slagged weapon towards its previous owner*
C:>" Never you mind..." * he growled over the comm as he focused on the task at hand. He drew his nightstick in his right hand, powering up the device... it hummed to life, casting a rather eerie glow upon his sneering face.*
" Meaner mechs n you've tried sugarbot...."
* He taunted as he lunged ahead, stiking at the technobot's mid section. His strike eerily paralelling the final duel in Autobot City, where Megatron slashed at Optimus Prime with the Lightsabre...*
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Post by Cryptic on May 29, 2009 15:53:32 GMT -5
Howl's sighed. C>: Take, the boss cat's tapped my feed.:
"Now officer, don't talk like that. you'll give my partner gender confusion issues." Fracture quipped as she twisted their combined forms to one side.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Jun 3, 2009 9:30:18 GMT -5
(ooc: time to cue a possible 'oh $h1t moment...)
" Dats COUNCILMECH ta you..."
* the mech growled, breifly twirling the electrified stick in his mits before moving foreward and slashing back at the technobot in a wide backhand-ed fashion, partially kneeling after the attack resolved...*
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 3, 2009 15:12:09 GMT -5
Afterburner's shell growls under the presumed ignoring from the larger council bot as it starts to skate backwards on the building it currently resides on. Coming back around as he picks up speed, the Technobot fires jumpjets attached to the legs as it hops off the building towards the one Lightspeed and Takedown are fighting on. A quick transformation in mid air results in a set of still spinning wheels coming down towards Takedown, ready to tear a bit out of his hide if need be.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 8, 2009 17:42:17 GMT -5
C>: No, i mean boss cat as in Rav... WATCH OUT!~ Howlback shrieked as she let loose her pent up energy at Afterburn. The blast sent her and Garble spiraling before the drone corrected their flight.
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Post by hare on Jun 9, 2009 22:41:43 GMT -5
<<Data>> Afterburner/Data's IM rang to his processor. It was from his Girlfriend and the mother of his unborn daughter. Diva <<Shugar bear. This is Diva. Come in. I heard what happened. They say they'll go easy on you if you give up the armor.>>
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Post by jadefallon on Jun 14, 2009 11:25:35 GMT -5
Shade/Strafe cursed simultaneously the sound both feminin and male as they banked around to the scene playing out below. The targeting reticle flashed in front of her optics as she counted friendlies and targets. 'We can take em..' She growled at Strafe, 'No we can't, slag for brains, we lay down covering fire and get our team mates out of there.' 'Covering fire? I can do that!' The whirr of energy weapons echoed in her head and she cursed sending out a message to her fellow Technobots, ~Strafe's Hot!~
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 15, 2009 23:13:27 GMT -5
Data curses to himself as the shots knock him and Afterburner off balance, the two of them bouncing off the street below as they transform into bot mode. They're about to move in again when they freeze, hearing the communications. Data's heart sinks a little bit as he hears her message, not ready to deal with this kind of situation. << I'm doing it for you though Diva... so someone's there to hold the council accountable when they do things like the oppression your family felt after the war of the spark. We give into them and who's to say we won't disappear one day.>> He responds before runing over and grabbing onto the wall, ascending to help his friend. He can't help but wince as he hears Shade's response, ducking down away from some of the gun fire.
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Post by hare on Jun 18, 2009 22:31:44 GMT -5
<<And possibly getting slagged for it in the process?!>> Diva IM back to her boyfriend <<This is not worth it! We'll find another way to deal with the Government. I just don't want mah baby to grow up without a father. You don't have to do this!>> She's holding back tears as she IMs her boyfriend, watching her boyfriend and his crew taking on Takedown and Howlback. And getting the energon beat out of him too. Judging by the looks of this, he's on his last leg. A part of her was touched that he was doing this for her. Doing this so nobody had to go through the things her family went through. Another part of her really wanted to slap him in the face for tossing himself into danger like that. Fighting against the Council, knowing he has snowball's chance in the Pit that he'll succeed. If he dies, that would mean she has to raise the child herself. And she has no desire to do that. <<For the love of the fucking Primus, just surrender and give back the armor! This is not worth this! Please!>> She knows he won't stop once his mind is set to something. Why is she begging him to stop and surrender is beyond her. Maybe it was the hormones. She really hates being emotional mess right now. Either way, she might have to take matters into her own hands.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 19, 2009 7:27:38 GMT -5
Crasher lay sprawled on the ground from Takedown's back hand, trying to work his jaw plate back into position. "Swag it, Di dick, do boke by jaw...."
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