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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 4, 2009 11:31:04 GMT -5
Even as creatures skittered and hunted below, a lone terren shield bug continued onward into the wilderness of Tallos IV in the upper levels of it's vegetation. Quadbass had grown worried over the past few cycles over the lack of communication from Fenris, despite his teammate's explanations to the contrary. It just wasn't in her nature to leave things alone when her gut bugged her like this. She paused for a moment before turning around and listening carefully to the surrounding wilderness, trying to get a lock on where the lupine warrior might be. Little did she know though that a carnivous vine was slowly advancing on her insect form from behind...
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Post by autobotbubbs on Mar 9, 2009 2:04:59 GMT -5
* A low, primal growl echoed through the brush, its directing impossible to discern. The wildlife where suddenly silences, throwing a frightening silence across the jungle.*
* The vine inched closer, the flower-like bulb spreaking open to reveal its stinger, prepared to stab, traquilize, and drag the medic back to its main body to be devoured... A fraction of a second later, the vine's bloodcurdling shreik broke the silence, as it shunk back into the shadows, leaving its disenbodied tip jutting from the dirt.*
* A short distance behind her savior, standing with his back to her, and his claws still at the ready*
" What do you want?"
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 10, 2009 12:03:10 GMT -5
Quadbass transformed into robot mode before turning back towards Fenrir. "Just came out to check on you son. None of the others had heard any communications from you in a while and I'd rather check up rather then find a body later on... plus it looks like we might need to send more of our people out here for resources. Since you've spent the most out in the wild around here... made sense to get back in contact." She explains, looking towards where the vine had come from cautiously. There's a rustling in the air as a number of other vines shoot out of the foliage of the tree towards the two.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Mar 12, 2009 8:18:27 GMT -5
* the wolf made an annoyed snicker at Quad's explination, shifting into Robot mode, both of his swords drawn.*
" Fat chance of that happening, I think I've made the point several times that I can take care of myself."
* His ears perked, even before the leaves started to rustle. He'd been out here long enough, he knew what to expect from these stupid weeds. He snidely interupted her little sit rep.*
" Thats all well and good... but for the moment..."
* He took a position in between the medic, drawing the vines in to one heading, before slicing up with the blade on his right, effectively cutting down this latest volley from the vines. But it likely wasn't about to be the last. These damned things where persistant, and if he where on his own, he could hunt the thing down and effectively turn it into tossed salad. But for the first time in a while he had someone else to worry about.*
" You MIGHT want to start moving... pronto."
* He kept in position... effectively blocking any further vine attacks and giving the medic a retreat opening. He sook his head... must have been hanging around this bunch a little too long. He was getting a little soft.*
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 15, 2009 23:28:45 GMT -5
Quadbass paused for a moment, before nodding and taking off back the way she came. "Understood. We'll meet up later for the operation." She replies before hopping off the branch and grabbing onto another branch, throwing herself on the path back to camp. She just keeps barreling forward, swinging her shield in front of herself and using it as a battering ram for whatever she might encounter. A number of the vines try to latch onto Fenfir and pull him into the mess of vegitation in front of himself. They're really quite persistant about things it seems...
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Post by autobotbubbs on Apr 18, 2009 0:50:00 GMT -5
* With quad safely out of the way, the wolfmech let a cruel smirk permiate his jaw. Without any thought of Collateral damage, he could really unwind against this peice of cabbage.*
* He drew his swords, and rush foreward, PAST the oncoming vines and heading straight towards the mass of brush, ready to eviscerate the main body.*
* It was time for the real fun to begin*
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 28, 2009 0:34:22 GMT -5
Even as Fenrir charges the main body of the creature, the brush folds away with a roar revealing a toothed four-component maw ready to chew on the transformer's mechy center. Whatever this creature is, it seems to be the result of further mutation caused by the phazon that was once on this planet. If it even is a creature as the vines whip back around in an attempt to imobilize the mech before it.
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 2, 2009 12:04:58 GMT -5
* the wolfmech outstreached his arms, blades pointing outward, and kicked up with one leg, somersaulting through the air, and effectively going 'weed whacker' on the offending vines. Leaving only the 'bulb' left to deal with.*
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Post by smokedtoast on May 13, 2009 14:29:05 GMT -5
The bulb hows in pain as the wolfmech slashes through it's appendages with relative ease. It's apparently not used to this level of bladed weaponry in a food source, though it quickly closes before expanding again and hurling a ball of stomach acid in Fenrir's direction. It's not going to go down quite that quickly without a fight it seems.
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Post by autobotbubbs on May 28, 2009 8:22:24 GMT -5
* the Wolf ducked while circling his prey. He cringed as a little bit of the acid burned his back, but endured... he'd have all the time he wanted to feel pain after killing this weed. He came in fast and low, his swords lashing at the creatures base in an upward motion, prepared to cleave it as if it where a head of lettice.*
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Post by smokedtoast on May 31, 2009 15:40:16 GMT -5
Fenrir's actions neatly and slice the creature in half as it starts to fall apart, the vines whipping around violently as if to escape the death of their owner. Their color quickly turns from green to brown as the last vestiges of the creature's life fades away.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Jun 20, 2009 6:44:31 GMT -5
* the wolfmech leaps back, watching cautiously as waits for certain to see if the little monstrosity is indeed dead. Once verified... he'll turn to make his way back to base, to see what the old drill sergeant wants.*
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