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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 20, 2011 6:54:31 GMT -5
Nachos watched his friend fly right into the creature's mouth... skidding to a stop in shock even as his processors struggled to understand what he just saw. "No... B-BIRD!!" He manages to cry out before struggling to his feet again sluggishly. There was still a chance... there had to be. He couldn't let himself think otherwise, at least he had to try even as he haphazardly started to run towards the creature again. He started to bang on the fire estinguisher as he tried to get it's attention, yelling obscenities at it.
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Post by TM2 Dinobot on Mar 22, 2011 20:11:18 GMT -5
The Trex turned its attentions to Nachos, ready to swallow him up as well. He shook his head, still trying to shake December off. Then it paused, a quizzical look on its face. His stomach was making a strange gurgling sound.
The beam sword burst through his neck, cutting quickly even as the beast fell to the ground. When the dust settled, B-Bird emerged from the decapitated body, covered in slime.
"That's not something I ever want to do again."
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 3, 2011 7:08:19 GMT -5
"Believe me, it's not something I ever want to see with my optics again B-Bird..." Nachos manages to respond, struggling to catch his breath even as he slumps to his knees. "Smart move.... dangerous, but smart. Though I should talk..." It's clear he's still recovering from his own injuries as he cringes after a deep intake of air...but he's trying to pass it off him being ok.
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Post by TM2 Dinobot on Apr 23, 2011 23:18:55 GMT -5
"You okay?" she checked on him, offering one slimey hand up.
ooc: where's December?
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Post by hare on Apr 29, 2011 0:02:09 GMT -5
December staggers out of a clearing, still a little dazed and busted after the T-Rex tossed her off. The last thing she remember before getting tossed off of the giant hand purse was B-Bird flying into its mouth. She hops over, hoping she was okay. She didn't know if she had enough in her at the moment. She just hope the worse didn't happend. She pulled out her pistol out of her hip compartment. Just in case. The owl bot excepted to see a rampaging beast and presumably a dead teammate, Decemeber saw the opposite. She saw the formerly living T-Rex lying on the ground with a huge bloody hole where throat suppose to be and her friend all covered in gore. She breathes a sigh of relief and holster her pistol.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 30, 2011 23:51:04 GMT -5
"Still haven't healed off all the injuries from the break out... between the pirates and helping about." Nachos respondly lightly, rubbing his chest. "Not enough time to... need to help everyone. Get us off this rock.... Med bay isn't too good about keeping me strapped down either. " It's clear at this point he's been pushing himself far past the limits of someone his current age. He's lucky that he hasn't been injured further at this point.
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Post by TM2 Dinobot on May 1, 2011 0:07:57 GMT -5
"You... sit." B-Bird breathed, pointing at him like a dog. She smiled at December, wandering over.
"Glad you're okay. I think we've got a problem."
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Post by hare on May 19, 2011 1:50:07 GMT -5
While the December was about to say something, the sounds of drunken slurring and ground being heavily trampled could be heard. December turns to see what's approaching them. Sure enough it was the team's muscle Breakhammer carrying the CRF's residental gunner (and residental drunk) Wee Bastard over his shoulder, loudly and drunkenly swearing at Breakhammer. Behind the two was Highbeams, looking annoyed and carrying a high end grenade launcher on her shoulder. And she seems to really want to use it on somebody right now. "Slagfrackingpitdammit, Break...*Hic* We missed it!" Bastard slurred while looking at the newly dead Dinosaur. December deeply stares at the three with her glowing blue optics. She simply says with a stern and calm "You're late."
"Sorry, December. Bastard wanted to use the heavy cannon and we got lost." Highbeams simply explained. "Actually, it's Bastard's fault."
Wee Bastard responded. "Suuuuuuuuure. Blame the short guy wit a tad drinking problem...."
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Post by TM2 Dinobot on Jun 8, 2011 0:34:36 GMT -5
"Okay." B-Bird placed her hands on her hips. "Highbeams, Bastard, You two need to make sure there aren't any more lizards running around. And keep an eye on Nachos. December, let's check on the Dia Atlas." She started walking towards the wreck.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 18, 2011 23:55:27 GMT -5
"Awww...." Came Salsa's reply as he looks up at the other two. He was sure he could get away from Highbeams... but Wee Bastard was small enough to get into all the same crawlspaces he knew. But it might be worth it to get all the attention he could out of it. "I don't think I can get up right now guys."
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Post by hare on Dec 13, 2011 23:55:04 GMT -5
December nods at B-Bird and starts to follow her back to Dai Atlas. She looks at the dead Dinosaur. At least they won't be short of food for a while. She's thankful that she has a beast mode that eats meat. "Do you think we can take some it back to the ship?" December asks B-Bird as she's looking at the dead T-Rex.
Highbeams nods. She than looks at Wee Bastard. "I'll be your eyes in the sky, Wee. And for the love of Primus, try not shoot me." She told him. She has a nagging feeling she might be going to the VR chamber after everything is said and done. She transforms into beast mode and starts to take for the skies. Wee Bastard mumbles a couple of unpleasantries under his breath as he follows Highbeams.
After hearing what Salsa, Breakhammer gently grabs him and tries not to injure him further. He carefully hoist him on to his massive shoulder.
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Post by TM2 Dinobot on Jan 14, 2012 0:41:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, not a bad idea. I wonder if the Dia Atlas has any cold storage that will preserve meat?" B-Bird thought for a moment. "I don't know how long it will take to fix the ship, but we may as well start preparing for the future. Not that I want to play Swiss Family Robinson or anything."
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Post by hare on Jun 8, 2012 23:48:56 GMT -5
The Owl silently nods and walks over to the dead T-Rex. She pulls out a bladeless hilt from her hip compartment. She turns on a small button on the hilt. With a powering charge humming from the hilt, a large glowing blue blade shot out. December raises her beam katana and starts to hacks chunks of flesh from the dinosaur. Pieces of the T-Rex fall to the ground, while small pieces of tissue, blood, and skin fly through the air. Some of it got on December. After cutting some lizard meat, she press the button on her katana and the blade powers down and shuts off. She than puts it back into her compartment. December leans down on the ground and picks up three large hunks of meat. She turns around and tosses one to B-Bird and one to Breakhammer.
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