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Post by hare on Feb 22, 2011 0:45:19 GMT -5
This. This has been a horrible couple of months for the Cybertron Revolution Front or the CRF as they're called. A very bad month indeed. After a months of planning, gathering evidence against the corrupted members of the Cybertronian council, and sometimes engaging them from both the shadows, cyberspace, and out in the open, the CRF were dealt with a crippling blow. Besides dealing with causalities, supply shortages, and numerous bouts of in-fighting, the biggest one of all when the Congressional Guard unleashed a massive computer virus that violent wrecked havoc with the CRF's computers. Thanks to the hackers' quick thinking and expert computer skills, they managed to beat the virus, but the damage was done.
The hackers spent their waking moments and time trying to repair the damage computers and seeing what can be restored and what not. They would had a good percentage of the system back online......
"YOU CALL YOURSELVES BRAINIACS?!" Axelgrinder roars at a couple of cowering nerds at the computer desk. The security guard was yielding a assault rifle and had it trained on them "NOT ONLY YOU COST US A COMPUTER, BUT A BUNCH OF ANOTHER THINGS! YOU GUYS ARE USELESS!"
"Actually, we kind of owe the CRF a bunch of computers and a really old computers." A hapless computer expert said while shielding himself with a broken monitors. Axelgrinder screams as open fires at the nerds. The hackers and electronic warface experts screamed when pulled the trigger and ran for cover. The strays bullets that Axegrinder unleashed, destroyed some of the computers. "YOU GUYS ARE USELESS! USELESS!" The hackers were running away from Axegrinder's rampage. The fortress guard was chasing them, screaming obscentities at them.
......if it hadn't been for Axegrinder terrorizing the hackers.
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 22, 2011 23:49:00 GMT -5
"They can't make computers out of rocks Axey." Came a chuckle from the door, even as Mouthpiece and Dropkick entered the room. "You sound a bit tense at the moment. Want to talk about it?" He comments lightly, understating the situation by quite a lot. Dropkick just shakes her head in response. "We've got some more components coming in, please don't smash this set."
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Post by hare on Feb 25, 2011 1:17:30 GMT -5
"This is High School all over again." Said a Hacker before going into a fetal position and started to weep bitterly and wondering why the universe has forsaken him. All the hackers were screaming and scattering across the room, trying to find cover.
"The damn council made fool of us all! And what's worse, these slaggin pencil pushers were suppose to be the best of the best and the worse of the worse and they couldn't even stop a simple virus! Thanks to them, we're pretty much sitting with our thumb in our tailpipe! AND I'M OUT OF COFFEE!!!" Axegrinder yelled. When she yelled, the hackers shuddered in fear. Some of them were looking for some weapons to use against her. A red and grey Cybertronian with a futuristic car alt mode found a enhancer dart gun. He smiles and was about to grab it. When he nearly got it, Axegrinded pointed the gun and fired at the hacker's feet. The hacker yelped and staggers back.
"And we would have been done if you didnt stop beating my crew and destroying our computers!" C-Cord yelled at the Fortress Guard, approaching her "That that virus took us by surprise. It was a multilayered Pandora's Box. We didn't know what was in there after the fact."
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 27, 2011 0:32:54 GMT -5
Mouthpiece placed a hand on her shoulder for a moment. "They haven't touched the coffee Miss 'grinder. I'm sure we can find some back in the lesser explored buildings if you wouldn't mind a little adventure." He responds, giving it a rub in a way that would get most others asses kicked. "I think we can all agree we don't need to get caught off guard again, no? And it might give you something to smash with the good lord's blessing." He couldn't help but chuckle at the last part. Dropkick just rubbed her face for a few minutes as she heads over to examine the hacker's wounds. A small thought popped through her processor about attempting to dearm the angry guard in 3 moves or less, but she wasn't about to tempt fate like that at this moment. "No good shooting at rats when they don't have anywhere to go Axey."She couldn't help but comment. "No offense meant 'Cord. They act like freaked out vermin sometimes."
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Post by hare on Mar 1, 2011 13:49:10 GMT -5
"Some of these poor bastards were abosolute basketcases before they got capatured." C-Cord spoke than sighed deeply. " I been trying to get them help. Not to mention put them in some self-defense classes. What's good being able to hack into computers with level ten firewall protection if you can't kick a little ass or at least carry a gun?"
"Ummmm......I can shoot a gun and I did a little bit of Charr-styled Kickboxing once." Said a grey and black hacker. Two of the computer geeks smacked him across the head. "You're ruining the cliche, dude!" Shouted one of the hackers.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 1, 2011 20:37:30 GMT -5
Dropkick looks amongst the nerds for a moment before smirking to herself. "Oh, if that is the intent, I'm sure I can handle that. It's been a while since I've had some students..." She pauses for a moment before glancing over to Axegrinder. "That I didn't have to worry about wether it was the right thing. Sometimes it's a bad thing to give a rage aholic a bit of finess. They utilize it too well." Mouthpiece just rolled his eyes. "She has plenty of finess alright. You're just not allowed to know where."
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Post by hare on Mar 1, 2011 23:19:34 GMT -5
"Hey, guys! We're going to be asskickers after all!" C-Cord announces to her group of nerds. The nerds cheered upon hearing that.
Axegrinder just looked at Dropkick, than looks at the C-Cord, than at Mouthpiece, and than the frightened nerds. She growls. She than growls. Axegrinder aims her rifle and pulls the trigger. She demolishes a couple of computers. The nerds screamed and scattered away from Axegrinder's line of fire. She manages to avoid shooting the nerds. "You nerds are still useless." She snarls and storms off. C-Cord looks at all the destroyed computers. "And because of this, we'll be a couple weeks behind. We never get no respect." C-Cord noted.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 4, 2011 7:24:03 GMT -5
"Axegrinder, wait!" Mouthpiece responded, before taking off after her. He did not mean to offend her this badly... especially after what she had been through already.
Dropkick just shook her head and rubbed her face for a moment. "Is there anyway to salvage any of these computers?" She commented lightly under her breath, making it hard to tell if she was just upset or was being sarcastic at the moment.
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Post by hare on Mar 6, 2011 1:16:38 GMT -5
The Data Courier/Head Hacker/Head Computer chick looks at all the damaged computers. She sighs. "Given the fact the psychotic bitch shot up some of our computers, the virus fried a good portion of it and some of the mainframes.......Probably four cycles at least. Three if we're lucky." C-Cord explained. The monkey bot crotches down and picks up a a damaged keyboard and sadly looks at it. "Some of the guys are literally computer hardware you, know? We've been using them as temporary computer and hardware til we get back on line." C-Cord than puts the keyboard down, as if she's putting some flowers on somebody's grave. "I'm just glad we manage to stop the virus before it spreads to the older computers. It would have been diasterous."
*********************** Axegrinder was angrily walking away from the hub, swearing under her breath. She shoves her assault rifle into a bypassing Cybertronian. The mech was about to say something, but when he saw it was Axegrinder, he kept his mouth shut. Ever since that failed attempt against the Congressional Guard and the corrupted Maximal Government, she's been in a foul mood. The loss was traumatic and hard on everybody. Nobody knows why though. Seeing her new crew and everything they work for, got quickly torn asunder and cast aside just as quick. It all happened so fast. So fast, she couldn't keep track of what is what. Because of what happened, everybody is back to square one. Including her.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 9, 2011 23:37:33 GMT -5
Dropkick nods in response. "I know C-Cord... it's why I give them so much slack. It's hard to keep your spark in the real world with that much data flowing through your processor. Where I grew up... it used to be an old pass time to plug yourself into that world through the old channels... just to escape the hardships we predacons fell under. At least one of my friends burnt out his processor that way. Scared me something fierce." She responds... she doesn't say it, but it's implied this is exactly what led to her training. Trying to find something to focus on in the real world.
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Mouthpiece ran after axegrinder, huffing a bit as he tries to catch his breath. "Axegrinder, wait!" He manages to gasp out as he takes off after her, possibly making the mistake of placing his hand on her shoulder as he catches up. "You're obvious upset... you need to talk about it."
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Post by hare on Mar 14, 2011 23:50:34 GMT -5
C-Cord mournfully looked at Surfroute, who was fixing one of the computer and muttered something about wanting a burrito and doing his best Pauly Shore expression. "Yeah. I know what you mean." C-Cord knew what Dropkick meant. Even though one of her friend did that and survived, he didn't walk out of experience unscratched. He sacificed his sanity to keep the secret the council want away from their hands. She doesn't even know he can get it back. This attack pretty much reminded her of that. "I couldn't keep them safe. With all our combined skills, I still couldn't help them..."
************** Axegrinder quickly stopped when she felt a hand something touching her shoulder. There was a rule amongst the CRF and the Neo Paradon refugees about that. Touching the shoulder of a short tempered former Security Guard that came from one of the roughest and toughest planet in the known nebula is the equivelent of playing Russian Roulette. You don't if she's going hit you or not and it's highly not reccomended Axe instinctively balled her hand into her fist, ready to strike. "What?" She snarls, ready to attack him. "Dead bot walking!" A bypasser called out. Axe looked at the bypasser. The bypasser yelped and ran away.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 16, 2011 22:07:22 GMT -5
"You're not the only one angry about this Axey..." He responded softly and firmly, looking fully prepared to block her blow. "You want something to hit, there's something you should help me take a look at. I found another tunnel they haven't checked out... and it looks fresh. I think someone other then us have been here recently...." He adds, keeping his focus on her. Primus knows he's wanted to hit something for mega-cycles... but it's just not healthy unless that something has it coming.
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Post by hare on Apr 10, 2011 23:24:20 GMT -5
The Security Guard darkly look at the former Preacher with her fist violently shaking, wanting to hit something. She really wanted to hit something right now. Mouthpiece was starting to look like a good target right now, but she made it a personal rule never to beat who's a preacher. Unless they pissed her off. As much she wants to unleash all the grievance on him, hearing about this new tunnel might actually be interesting. She unclenches her fist and exhales. "Where's the tunnel?" She asks him.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 14, 2011 1:02:48 GMT -5
Mouthpiece motions off to the side as he starts to walk forward, leading the way. "No one's sure where it came from... but it's definitely new, in the last day at the least. Some of the other guards have been watching it.... but we figured it was best to have the biggest and the baddest of those here check it out first." He explains, smiling for a bit. "You're the best fighter we have after all." He couldn't help but compliment the large woman. Not just because he cared for her, but because he knew if anything it would do her all that much more good to have the encouragement. Even as they arrive at the tunnel, it appears to be bot-made... The walls are too cleanly cut for anything else. Downrange was seen cleaning his rifle even as another weapon laid by his side. He wasn't going to let these people down.
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Post by hare on Apr 29, 2011 23:40:51 GMT -5
Axegrinder chuckled at hearing that comment. She replied to the preacher with much confident she can muster "You're damn right I'm the best fighter and don't you ever forget that." If anybody with good audio sensors, they can tell that most of her oil and fire wasn't there and it sounded hollow. She was still grieving over what transpired. Maybe a little exploring in the cave would lift up her mood. "Hey, 'Range. How about letting us go through? We heard there might be some treasure down there."
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