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Post by Cryptic on Jun 1, 2009 23:02:07 GMT -5
"May have been." Ghost mused. "Can't be to pick up the lady bots, cause frankly, it's butt ugly."
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 10, 2009 2:38:34 GMT -5
"Oh yeah, but when you consider some of the other g1 forms... kind of fits in." Hellscream replies with a smile, taking a drink of energon lager again. He's starting to enjoy the conversation more now that he can bash on a 'counterpart' for himself in this universe. "Had those fat-ass Sharkticons after all. Don't even get me started on some of the more bizarre cybertronians like Blot. Not like they were into that kind of thing though either."
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 19, 2009 7:24:01 GMT -5
"The sharks where made by the Quints, not us so don't you dare lump them in with us. As for Blot... got nothing to counter that with."
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 23, 2009 3:32:04 GMT -5
"Mmm... just as well. What was the deal with Fangry? Was he supposed to be a techno-organic prototype... or something else? He had way too much fur for a Great War veteran..." He asks, deciding to take the conversation away from something that seems to be upsetting Ghost. He takes a drink for a moment, considering this to himself. "Didn't Shockwave have a number of old projects here on Cybertron?..."
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 29, 2009 8:25:17 GMT -5
"No idea what his deal is, but there are some Great war, and some even older that have degraded themselves with the flesh suit." Ghost replied as she sipped her own drink. "He does, and i've been tryign to locate as many as i can. but with the way Scaley-Meg's tore up the planet to make it in his image, that job's gotten pretty hard."
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 14, 2009 17:36:00 GMT -5
Hellscream nods lightly in return. "Mmm, agreed. Made even worse by the Iacon Central Detention center's destruction... I've heard rumors that one of his descendants was still working with his research there. Though I might be able to get in contact with him soon." He pauses for a moment, before smiling. "The same contacts suggest though that he's working with a race trying to become as perfected as our owns. An insectoid race interested in the benefits of techno-organic existance, heh. It'd almost be amusing if it wasn't so sad."
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Post by Cryptic on Jul 14, 2009 17:51:49 GMT -5
"haven't managed to get any of my drones into there yet. Some how the spiders keep getting intercepted or destroyed." Ghost said clearly miffed about that. "Techo-organic pests.... lovely. Imagine what the Insecticons would have been like if they where techno-organic."
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Post by Breakman on Jul 15, 2009 19:18:03 GMT -5
The raven haired cyborg sat quietly at the edge of the bar. She reviewed a few of her old case files and sighed. Her best employer of late having met an untimely end, she was in need of work and soon. Her bills weren't going to pay themselves and the only thing Breakman ever brought back was pennies, or the local authorities. Shadow didn't need or want any of that, thus it was to try to get some work here. "Come on 'cons don't fail me now, you guys must be up to something I can get involved with." She thought, flipping through pages on a data pad with want ads in it.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 24, 2009 4:31:52 GMT -5
Hellscream starts to smile to himself. "Mmm... I don't neccessarily have to imagine. All three work over at Deva Corp, though they seem to have gotten them under control. Doesn't hurt that many were used for experiments." He replies calmly, chuckling at the information he has privy to. "As for the pests, they might make a healthy little distraction later on in our endeavers. Depends how much the rumors are true of their leader's worship of Unicron." Even as Shadow browsed the want ads, there didn't seem to be much that came up terms of interest... at least until she gets to the back end. Someone's recently posted a want ad for a weapons tester that seems to want to retain some anonymousness. There's no name attached to the ad but it's listing a decent, if not suspicious price on the position. It almost seems too good to be true...
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Post by Breakman on Jul 24, 2009 23:30:00 GMT -5
Getting to the end of the ads with a sigh, everything had been dull and rather uninteresting sense the war ended... That was until her mechanical eye rested on the last ad. Now, here was something interesting, weapons testing in such peaceful times was rare enough but the price, now that was too good to pass up. It may have been shady, but that never stopped the raven haired cyborg before. She sent her application in through the Datapad without a second thought.
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Post by Cryptic on Jul 27, 2009 8:54:16 GMT -5
"I'm sure if we offfer them enough snacks they'll be putty in our hands. And if not, they wheren't immune to the cerebroshells. I can always take control of them."
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 30, 2009 3:29:41 GMT -5
A few minutes after Shadow submits her application, an address pops up in response. Whoever's behind this operation is prompt to be sure at this point... Even better, the location doesn't seem to be too far from the bar she currently resides in.
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Post by Breakman on Aug 5, 2009 18:13:09 GMT -5
Shadow was never one to waist time, especially when business was involved. She stood up abruptly and made her way out of the pub without a second thought. She used the Datapad to display a map to the location. The Raven haired Cyborg wanted to get to work right away, time was credits after all.
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 23, 2009 19:43:55 GMT -5
ooc: breakman, I'll start a new thread for the meeting in a few minutes. bic: Hellscream nods in return. "Indeed... what might come to be a problem are the combiners. I've had tests... on the effectiveness of cerebo shells on them. Their hive mind allows them to overcome outside manipulation up til the point of unicron infection. Even then, I had to practically possess them to keep them in line." He adds before taking another drink. "Has black zarak mentioned any new plans to enact?"
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Post by Cryptic on Sept 11, 2009 16:09:28 GMT -5
Nothing recently, no." Ghost replied as she frowned and brought up a holo of Ravage's battle suit. "Hmm, where's kitty going in such a hurry?"
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