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Post by festum on Mar 5, 2009 17:00:46 GMT -5
"Argh, SLAG, SCRAP an' FRAG!! Who the Pit does she think she is, tell ME to take care a' this fraggin' GARBAGE?!" the diminutive Sawboss repeated, perhaps for the twelfth time that morning.
He raged on as he marched back and forth, shuffling through datapads, and tossing them over his shoulder in the direction of where Leary and Calcium stood at attention. The little triplechanger's namesake spun where it was mounted between his shoulder blades and filled the air with a vicious buzzing noise as he continued to pace.
He looked up and over the facility they stood at the entrance of, and then turned large flashing red optics towards the two much larger figures behind him.
"So... lemme get this straight ONE MORE TIME. Calc, you're tellin' me that this THIS is s'pposed to be the Aegis system? You two USELESS PATHETIC excuses from TRANSORGANIC MUSH finished assemblin' it exactly as written here? It's DONE?!"
The cowformer's optics narrowed slightly and she crossed her arms, turning to look down at her raging little boss.
"Yes, yes, yes. Alright?! For the last time, we got this place set up all nice and neat. How 'bout you do us all a favor and lay off the Pyrokrotin. It always makes you twitchy, Boss."
"Energetic lil' cutie, ain't he? I wonder where he fits those batteries." Leary smirked, elbowing Calcium and making eliciting an annoyed grunt.
It was then that the full weight of Sawboss smashed hard into Leary's chest, sending her hard into the floor. She looked up into Sawboss's wide red optics, drilling into her own. His disproportionately large saw hovering inches above her temple.
"Every day, when I come online, I have to convince myself that DISMEMBERING you two is a bad career move for me right now. But every time you run yer mouth, I can't help but think... y'know... it just MIGHT be worth it to have RABBIT for dinner tonight."
Dismounting from atop Leary's chest, he walked over to where he'd dropped his datapads as Calcium helped Leary back to her feet.
"A little help woulda been just swell about seven seconds ago," Leary drawled at her much larger companion.
"I don't help idiots. Especially idiots who liked to poke brush fires with dynamite," Calcium responded in annoyance.
Sawboss checked his internal chronometer, then shouted over at the other two in annoyance, "Where the Pit is this 'Tester' anyways?! He's almost four groons late! When he gets here...ARGH!!!"
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 6, 2009 11:20:24 GMT -5
Shortly after Sawboss checks his chronometer, there's the roaring sound of a motorcycle coming from down the bend. A noticably female figure in biker fatiques seems to be heading towards the facility, light purple goggles with sky blue tinted lenses protecting her eyes. It's hard to tell what she transforms into at the time, but the structures vertically to her arms in the shape of either sawblades... or possibly VTOL rotors definitely suggest a transmetal of some type. Besides the fatigues, her armor stylization seems to be quite provocative with it's low cut design as well as it's tones of bright yellow, purple and blue. Nonetheless, one sharp tug later and her hog starts skidding to a stop in front of the assembled workers with a slight spray of sparks. Coming to a stop, Roadwild smirks as she pulls up her goggles and responds. "Hey, looking for a Saw Boss? Someone called me, said they think they figured out how to keep me out... mwhaha." She takes a moment to glance at Leary and Calcium before smirking a bit more. "Hey gals... ever get that check cut for the last time we broke in?" She couldn't help but joke about it.
ooc: forgot to mention this last night festum, when the whole take over started... Calcium, leary, and wipeout got ambushed with enhancers. they were overtaken with hormones and... well... there's interesting video tapes out of it, lol.
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Post by festum on Mar 6, 2009 16:20:42 GMT -5
Leary shuddered at the memory. "That ain't funny, Wild."
"Since when do you know the first thing about what's funny?" Calcium asked casually.
"Hey!"
Ignoring his taskforce for now, Saw Boss stopped dead in the middle of his rant and slowly turned towards the garish femme in front of him. He stared at her blankly for a moment. Then his right hand snapped up and he pointed at the new arrival in a rage.
"YOOUUUUU!!!!! You made me WAIT! Wait FIVE FRAGGING GROONS for your MISERABLE shoddy metal HIDE!!!"
"You just said it's been only four groons," Leary pointed pout snarkily, but was shut up when Calcium hit her upside her head.
Saw Boss stalked forward and looked up at the new arrival with smoke rising from his exhaust. His fingers ground into his palms with enough force that sparks were flickering to the street.
"I am SO scragged at you right now that it's SHORTING OUT MY CENTRAL PROCESSOR!!!" He exclaimed, making sudden clawing motions in the air, his saw buzzing furiously.
"If I wasn't POSITIVE that our new system will slice you to tinsel I'd HAPPILY DO IT MYSELF!!!"
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 9, 2009 11:02:22 GMT -5
Roadwild giggled for a moment at Leary's reaction, smirking back to her. "Hey Leary... you didn't seem not to enjoy it on the video..." She teased back to him. Roadwild looked down at the diminitive boss before climbing off of her cycle and responding. "Hey Boss... I think there's been some miscommunication here. I was told I'm to personally test the non-lethal setting...." She reaches over to her gauntlet and pushes a button on it, causing her cycle to transform behind her into a stylized vehicon drone that starts to mimic her movements. "My 'friend' here is what's testing the more lethal ones."
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Post by festum on Mar 9, 2009 22:07:58 GMT -5
Saw Boss's right optic twitched slightly. "Non... lethal? NON LETHAL?!"
He stomped his foot and shouted up at Roadwild, "Back when this race was still WORTH it's weight in SLAG, 'Non-Lethal' wasn't even programmed into our VOCALIZERS! If we wanted to test a security measure, we'd just throw some P.O.W. into the thick of it with his arms tied behind his back!"
His engine revved hard inside his chassis. He then grumbled and walked off towards the system controls while grumbling darkly, "I shoulda been killed back on Kaxis-Zero... woulda been able to keep my self respect..."
Leary sighed, "Seems like Tiny is in one of his moods again. Just ignore him. He gets like that at least once an astrocycle... if we're lucky."
"We're never lucky," Calcium added.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 13, 2009 11:45:53 GMT -5
Roadwild glanced over to Leary and Calcium for a moment before smirking. "Eh, I wouldn't say that Calc... you've got the looks now, you didn't lose your job over it. At least you didn't get turned into something worse, like some kind of tenacle demon." She replies calmly, taking off her gloves and coat carefully, before placing them in a storage segment of the drones back. "All I can say is, this better be interesting. Old Deva Corp's security starting to get a little boring after a while for my tastes."
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Post by festum on Mar 14, 2009 21:24:09 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know how interesting it is," Saw Boss growled as he looked over the data jack controlling the system.
"I only designed the lethal setting. The very IDEA of a non-lethal security system alone makes me want to purge my oil tank." He gestured towards Calcium and Leary.
"It's those two drone-brained slags that worked on the... urgh... non-lethal system."
Back over by where they stood, Leary looked curiously over at Calcium, and crossed her arms. "Has he ever called us by name?"
Calcium rolled her optics, "Does he even know our names?"
Saw Boss walked up to the Vehicon beside her and glared at it in contempt. "As for this waste of resources, let's just say, I hope you're not fond of it..."
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 16, 2009 2:20:16 GMT -5
Roadwild just grins lightly in response. "If that's the case, then I'll just have to build another one later I guess..." She rethinks about where she placed her clothes before taking them out and walking over to Leary and Calcium confidently. "Oh Leary...." She responds in a slightly purring tone. "You know I would greatly appreciate you watching over this for me, don't you?" She adds after a few moments, winking suggestively at her. "It's hard to replace leather out here... not too many biological monstrosities around to skin and tan anymore, right?" She barely awaits an answer before heading over to the drone and replying. "I'm ready to go whenever you are, my small-suited opponent. Just let me know when it's booted up and I'll head into action."
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Post by festum on Mar 18, 2009 19:25:47 GMT -5
Leary took the jacket with a slight sneer and looked it over. "Yes, the perfect gift. Dead animal dermis."
She dropped it on the floor beside her and snickered at the sight, "Heh, now it kinda looks like my first girlfriend."
Calcium rolled her optics and turned away.
Saw Boss stalked away from Roadwild and began typing at the various controls to the Aegis Defense system, before shooting the femme a vicious glare.
"Alright, Rust-bait. Here's how this works. I got you pegged as a hostile, and Aegis here is gonna catch you and drag you back to the gate. She's a sweetspark like that."
His saw buzzed harshly, "Now, do your thing and get out of my sight, you worthless, useless energon sink."
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 21, 2009 2:55:59 GMT -5
Roadwild smirked as she darted forward suddenly, hands placed firmly on her holsters. One would expect such an odd fuzor of bird and hyena would at best be hindered by her mechanical components, but years of pushing herself have left the young stunticon with a clear understanding of how to move efficiently in these situations. Her mind is focused on the environment around her, sensing out for any potential booby-traps as she heads for the entrance of the building. One can see why she has such high reviews in doing this thing...
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Post by festum on Mar 28, 2009 3:14:41 GMT -5
On cue, dozens of panels opened up along the walls, allowing automated pulse laser turrets to retract outwards and begin streaming the area with stun charges strong enough to down a tank-former.
A neuro chemical tranquilizer began pumping out of the vents, followed by heavy partitions sliding in place over all the exposed portals.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 31, 2009 11:39:43 GMT -5
Roadwild ducks and rolls forward suddenly as the panels start to open up, drawing both her sidearms from her sides as she opens fire upon the emerging turrets. As she notes the tranquilizers starting to vent, both rotor blades mounted into the growths on her arms start to turn suddenly in an attempt to clear some time before it hits herself. "...Heh. yup, definitely playing hardball." She notes as she starts to notice the partitions moving into place. One blaster aims over to the tracks on the doorway ahead of her, blasting it on one side in an attempt to leave a gap below the partition.
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Post by festum on Apr 1, 2009 22:34:03 GMT -5
The door screeched to a halt, as Roadwild planned, but the pulse turrets suddenly halted their previous strafing pattern and began focusing fire along the jammed doorway.
All the while, the tranq continued to seep in like thick black clouds from the various vents.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 8, 2009 0:20:42 GMT -5
Roadwild keeps running forward, charging her blaster before firing a concentrated burst of plasma into the closest turrets to the entrance. She's hoping to cause enough damage to fry whatever relay is connecting the turrets to the main computer, or at least cause it confusion at this point. She mutters to hersel angrily as she watches the tranq seep into the path, trying to think of a way to deal with it.
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Post by festum on Apr 8, 2009 19:59:02 GMT -5
The turret exploded as predicted but what Roadwild had counted on, sadly, was not the case. The turrets commanding the system were not, in fact, connected to the mainframe. They were more similar to synchronized-laser drones. Each an independent machine.
The remaining turrets continued to blast unhindered.
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