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Post by smokedtoast on Sept 22, 2008 11:33:53 GMT -5
Femur blinks for a moment, unsure of what to make of Mutt's sudden outburst. It's moments later that she starts to cringe, finally hearing the sonic onslaught that's effecting Mutt. Howling in pain, she takes off in the direction of the noise as coverings form over her ears. ~Slag it, someone's messing with Mutt! Everyone spread out, we drive these slagging bastards apart and take them out in weakened numbers!~ She responds over the comm systems before leaping in out of the brush and transforming in mid-air as she flies at Windwhisper, swinging her bone Broad'sword' down at the speedy medic. ~They've got more fliers then ground-baaed people and one hulking figure. Nighthunter, you and Armorhide should be able to handle the hulking one, right?~ ********************************** Kamikaze nods grimly before diving down in the direction in the clones. "Then me thinks we should ask him for some answers me thinks.. hold on tight!" He responds back to his passenger before heading towards them. Something about this all doesn't feel right to him, there's no sense of a spark from the things they're abut to hit head on. ooc:figured we could split up threads this way guys... Kami, Razorbite and Mantessa versus sand clamps and mutt; Scourge and the decepti flyers versus the auotobot flyers; Femur and Hellblazer versus Slagcruncher, WIndwhisper, and Sabre; Nighthunter and Armorhide against Turnspike and Jadecrusher. Hope that works for you guys. If you can Hare and darkstatic, setup as many of the threads as you can today so that Jade can post easier tonight. : )
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Post by darkstatic on Sept 23, 2008 8:03:23 GMT -5
OOC: Windwhisper and Saber stay here then the others go where...I don't know the thread names?
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Post by hare on Sept 23, 2008 8:53:33 GMT -5
OOC: For the flying Autobot characters the "Unfriendly Skies".
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Post by tearoness on Sept 26, 2008 21:23:03 GMT -5
IC: Slagcruncher ::Heard something in the bushes then there was streak of something that shot out of the bushes and headed for Windwhisper:: "Slag it! what in the blazes was that?" she muttered ::as she swung around and charged after the streak of what ever it was yelling out to Windwhisper:: "Windwhisper look out incoming your way!" Slag kept charging after the streak.
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Post by smokedtoast on Oct 6, 2008 12:05:07 GMT -5
Femurspike managees to catch a glimpse of Slagcruncher as she lands, swinging her 'broadsword' around and into her path after it collides with Windwhisper. "Ahh, a feisty one aye." She responds with a smirk, repositioning her back foot to help steady herself for the impact. She can't help but think she knows this person, but now is not the time to think on such things. More then likely, her opponent wouldn't recognize Femur in her current state anyways.
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Post by darkstatic on Oct 7, 2008 9:36:26 GMT -5
Windwhisper was someone startled by the exclimation and looked up only to be almost run over by Femurspike "What the hell!" she exclaims very quickly moving out of the way; somewhat shocked by her own speed. She hadn't even realised she could move that fast. Windwhisper shifts into robot mode a she turns around; more of a medic on the battlefield Windy wasn't quite sure how to deal with an opponent who was in her opinon to put it frankly a broadsword wielding nutcase.
------------------ Saber however was quick to come to her team-mates rescue activiating her cloaking shield so she could attack from behind; after all why take chances? Moving swiftly and silently Saber moved to a position where she would wait till the perfect moment to make her shot.
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Post by tearoness on Oct 16, 2008 19:49:11 GMT -5
IC: Slagcruncher ::Saw the sword in her path skidding to a halt and flipping over to her bot mode as she swung a right hook at Femurspike:: "Might be fiesty but can do a number also."
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Post by smokedtoast on Oct 24, 2008 17:20:11 GMT -5
Femur ducks forward as her opponent flips overhead, chuckling to herself before coming to a kneeling position. "Mm... trying to convince yourself you don't still belong in the home aye?" She responds before swinging the broad'sword' low at her opponent's legs. "i'm surprised you're not turning tricks down in Polyhex... Isn't Stronghug supposed to be the fighter?" There's something very familiar about Femur's tone, though it's hard to place exactly where she heard it before... but it definitely was no female skeletal wolf saying it to her before.
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Post by darkstatic on Oct 25, 2008 12:30:40 GMT -5
Windwhisper looked a little nervous as she watched the two fight before taking a curious glance around; she would assist as she saw fit on the battlefield; even though she was a medic Windwhisper would not be beyond fighting if she needed to. ------------------ Saber just flicked her tail as she readied her rifle; waiting to get a clear shot at Femur before shooting her. She aimed for a headshot knowing if anything that would be the most dangerous place for her opponent to get hit.
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Post by tearoness on Oct 27, 2008 18:47:04 GMT -5
IC: Slagcruncher ::Jumped up and over to the side of the sword, she was totally confused with the voice. Shaking her head:: "Strong might be a fighter, I'm also a fight myself only the best taught me. What's this about Deva corps as for me doing tricks," Slag said confused as all hell not knowing what to do.
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Post by smokedtoast on Nov 4, 2008 9:46:48 GMT -5
Femur smirked as she suddenly reversed the direction she was swinging in, bringing the sword coming back at slag in a high position. "Exactly what it sounded like Slaggy-poo... I was there in the great war. I knew what your old unit used to do..." She responded with a dark chuckle. There's a sense as sabre aims for the opponent that she senses her presence, as the horrorcon is tending to keep her whole body moving at this point. ooc: remember stingy Slaggy's unit at one was one of the information gathering ones that would tend to come off as neutral bots in the bars and such and use their 'feminine wiles' to extract information from the enemy.
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Post by darkstatic on Nov 4, 2008 12:21:17 GMT -5
Windwhisper was slowly trying to edge away from the two combatants knowing Saber may try a shot soon and she did not want to get in the way of her geasult mate...goodness knows Saber may throw a tantrum and that she REALLY didn't want.
--------------- Saber took careful aim as soon as she could and slowly squeezed the trigger of her rifle; hoping that she manages to hit as she fires.
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Post by tearoness on Nov 5, 2008 20:32:45 GMT -5
IC: Slagcruncher ::The voice to the bot that was in front of her sounded so familar and yet it didn't and for some reason it was really frustrating her to no slagging end and where had she seen this bot too for some reason she had seen this bot before shaking her head and focused on trying to remember where she had seen this bot before. She had her weapon pointed at the enemy ready to fire it off if she needed too::
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Post by smokedtoast on Nov 10, 2008 14:31:36 GMT -5
Saber's shot rings true as Femurspike's head jerks backwards, part of the skull surprisingly chunking off compared to most cybertronians. The body stumbles and falls to it's knees... before eerily catching itself on it's knuckles. There's a snarl from Femur's lips as the sections of her head blown off start to slowly roll back towards her body, before she angrily shouts in response. "DO you have any idea how much that hurts?!?" It's an eerie site to behold, as despite a decent chunk close to a quarter of her head not being attached to her head... she's still clearly functioning. There seems to be an eerie glow coming from within her torso as she grasps her sword harder, before whipping it straight for Slagcruncher's leg.
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Post by darkstatic on Nov 11, 2008 5:27:03 GMT -5
Saber blinked in surprise almost revealing herself by accident; that was not expected 'what the heck' she thought to herself 'great now I'm fighting zombies' as it was she quickly moved and taking aim and firing this time at Femur's sword arm.
-------------------- Windwhisper's optics widened to the point where they looked almost round. "That shouldn't happen" she muttered more to herself than anyone else. Femur shouldn't have survived that...still apparantly she did and know her torso was glowing or something inside it was glowing. This Windy concluded...was too wierd.
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