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Post by hare on Jan 21, 2013 0:17:27 GMT -5
<<Gotcha, Halfy!>> Shoreleave responded. She looks down and see Tracer's sniper rifle. She lowers herself and picks up the rifle. Hmmmm. Seems loaded already. Shoreleave said to herself , <<Thanks for loading it for me! Saves me a lot of work.>> She also realize Tracer shot a couple of rounds already. Let's hope its enough to do the job. She gets down to the ground and place the rifle on it's original owner. Shoreleave uses Tracer as a mount. She aims the rifle at the Autobots and pulls the trigger.
************************** Darkwing sidestepped the shield and let sail pass her. Darkwing continues to open fire. She couldn't believe how bad this mission went. No. This mission hadn't gone bad. It gone fracking south! She opens a commlink to Tracer. She sent a IM <<Tracer! Where the frack are ya? Where taking a pounding and something's happening to Strong! Everything went south! We need cover fire!>> Darkwing got this instead. <<Tracer unavailable right now. Receiver couldn't get IM. Try again later.>> Oh no. This isn't good. This is crap they don't need right now. "I can't get Tracer. This is bad, man! Real bad!" Darkwing told Slag while firing on Halfshell. She sees her cousin, on his knees, clearly traumatized at what happen.
"Silverwing! Get your head in the game, Cuz! We need you right now.....AHHHHH!!!!" Darkwing gasps and falls down. She suddenly feels a surge of pain shooting in her right leg. She flips over and sees her leg was damaged. Energon and oil was gushing out of the exit wound and wires and circuity were exposed. This wasn't their day today.
Silverwing snapped out of it when he heard his cousin yell. He saw her lying on the ground holding her leg. "Darkwing!" He yelled. He got up and prepared to retrieve her. Next thing he knows, he hear gunshots. Oh slag. That means one thing. Somebody got to Tracer. The Mustang/Ferret fuzor pulls out his gunblade and aims at Hodge Podge and opens fire while advancing towards Darkwing and trying to avoid sniper fire.
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Post by tearoness on Jan 22, 2013 21:59:46 GMT -5
Slag saw Hodge Podge heading towards what looked like a transport of some kind that Strong had been heading for before the hole mission went to the pit, she looked over to her shoulder towards Darkwing to say that she was going after Hodge Podge seeing Darkwing tring to reach someone most likely Tracer, then she heard Darkwing yell to Silverwing.
Saying to snap out of whatever had Silverwing frozen in the spot where she was, and then saw Darkwing go down after being hit from somewhere.
Slag quickly moves towards Darkwing and more or less hits the deck to get out of the line of fire and quickly crawls towards Darkwing.
Hearing Darkwing say something that she couldn't reach Tracer, that meant one thing Tracer had been taken out and without cover fire they were screwed big time.
Reaching Darkwing and seeing the nasty wound there wasn't much she oculd do not a medic though she carried a small first-aid kit taking it out and quickly patched the wound to stop the bleeding and hoping it would hold until they got to cover, "frack it seems like theyse guys knew we were coming all along someone must have leaked information out somewhere, should have aborted the mission before it went haywire," She muttered to herself.
"Come on Darkwing need to get you to cover, can you at least crawl fast enought ot reach cover?" she asked.
"Hodge Podge was heading to a transport, bet my bottom armor plate there is something really nasty waiting to be unleashed by the Seacons which means real trouble has only begun." Slag knew that Seascon had the nasty nack of causing slag load of trouble which was an understatement to say the least.
Meanwhile the transformationi continued on for Strong, more sickening and cracking could b head Strong's leg armor cracks open and her legs bulk out looking very muscular and scaley some of the armor is reformated to look like scaled armor, another scream of pain.
More eerie armor cracking, creeking of opening armor, Strong's armor on her arms open up as her arms bulk out slightly more muscular looking than normal part of the armor now looks like scaled armor instead of normal armor and there is the normal scales also.
The biggest of the transformation was about to start, ever so slowly and yet quick the sickening and eerie sounds of armor crack and creek open slowly on the lower torso and Strong's lower torso bulks out abbs were ripped and solid like rocks with armor scales and normal scales.
Her upper torso was next as the armor opens up and falls to the ground with the muscular and rippled affect, her breast bulk out as well having the harden look that could melt the sparks of anyone who dare get close to her, rest of the armor turned into armor scales as well as normal sacles.
Last but not least as the transformation as about complete, the effects of the black-goo finally reached Strong's mind.
Letting out a blood curling scream bringing her hands up to her head, as Strong fought the effects of the black-goo taking over her mind, she didn't care if she was transformed into a different bot, but t have everything that one would cheerished such as memories of loved ones and friends and just general memories she would fight that, "No you won't have, I will not yield to you, Never!" Strong screamed.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jan 28, 2013 7:50:24 GMT -5
Halfshell roars in response to the attacks, advancing on the two even as he takes continual damage. He will not be crushed by these... These creatures again. Not in the thousands of years they forced him... Dormant? Halfshell shook his head, confused by that thought even as he reaches out and summons his shield back to himself. It cuts through the air towards slag and dark even as it heads towards its master. He looks back at stronghug, muttering, "You can't fight if stronghug... None of us could. You will stand by our side."
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Post by tearoness on Feb 6, 2013 20:41:27 GMT -5
Slag heard Halfshell roar in pain and anger as he came towards her and and Darkwing, she fired a few more rounds at Halfshell, seeing Halfshell's shield head towards them after he and redirected it.
She did the only thing she could do was to flaten herself on the ground, "Darkwing flaten yourself to the ground incoming shield at 12 oclock high as the shield whips over them, "Slagging thing acts like a lawn mower."
As the black-goo works on the stuborn Stronghug's mind, as Strong continues to fight with all she has to fight off the black-goo to take over her mind. She won't join the seacons not in the pit, she was an autobot and will always be one.
Barely hearing Halfshell tell her that none of the other Seacons could fight off the black-goo and that she would be standing at his side.
There was no way she was going to stand by Halfshell not if she could help it, though as a last resort Strong could take her life if need to be.
Strong tried to keep the cherished memories of her friends and loved ones even though the momories were starting to fade away. the effects and the pain of the black-goo was beyond what Strong could tolorate, throwing her upper body back holding her head.
There was a bone curling scream from Strong that would send down right chill and an errie creepy feeling to anyone that was in the area.
"Never I will fight, I willnot be a Seacon or join the Seacons!" Strong screamed out shaking her head so hard there was a loud errie cracking and popping sound coming from Strong's neck.
Slag nearly jumped out of her armor hearing the bone curling scream every hair on her body was was standing on end the chills were so creepy feelign that Strong had to shake it off, "come on Strong fight it off I know you can!"
As the memories fade away into the void Strong continued to fight the black-goo it was getting harder to fight it, though she did what she could to keep the fighting going.
Strong had managed to get up to her knees seeing Slag and the others losing the battle, the memories of her friends were fading away forever bring her hands up to her head and throwing her head back and lets out one last bone chilling scream, "Nooooo..." tears streaked down her face falling forward exhausted, looking to Slag, "forgive my old friend," Strong fell the the ground exhausted from fighting the black-goo, and the black-goo took another victim as it quickly worked to finish what it had started.
"Nooo...Strong!" Slag cried out looking to Halfshell anger rose up rapidly pulling out all her weapons opens the comm link C> everyone pull yourselves together and put a world of hurting on Halfshell and the Seacons make them all pay the pit!" Slag yelled into her comm and she charged fowards towards Halfshell with all her weapons blazing.
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Post by striker on Feb 27, 2013 21:44:17 GMT -5
Hodgepodge winces as she paused to watch Strong's transformation. She sword she could hear the popping and cracking... and not just of the armor... from where she was floating.
She -hoped- that was her imagination. Even so, she could feel her stomachs churning and crossed her arms at her waist as if to quell the rebellious organs.
Clearing her head with a firm shake or two she continued on towards the ship to get it ready for lift-off, retreat... whatever you wanted to call it.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 1, 2013 6:07:07 GMT -5
Exhausted by this infection and recalling his shield, Slag's sudden rush and assault catches Halfshell off guard as he's repetatively shot with her energy weapon. He starts to howl in pain even as he falls to one knee, his concentration broken. All at once, it seems his wounds start to bleed again... as if it was sheer bravado and focus that had kept him going through their assault. All in all he's open for the moment, even as he manages to still catch his flying shield.
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Post by tearoness on Mar 7, 2013 22:50:44 GMT -5
Slag saw Halfshell go down and Halfshell catch his shield she continued forward to a point after seeing that Halfshell was bleeding fluid and most likely that black-goo she poured on the fire power at Halfshell hoping that she could take him down and she took cover not taking chances getting any closer than where she was taking cover.
Several minutes lasped before Strong came around Strong's optics open and heard gunfire sitting up shaking her head she felt confused shaking her head a few more times to shake the cobwebs away and to get her thoughts together.
Looking around at the battle going on in front of her, still slightly confused was she to fight? who was the enemy? for that matter.
A little voice spoke in her mind you belong to Halfshell and the Neo Autobots are your enemy look what they are doing to your beloved Halfshell espcially Slagcruncher.
Strong looked to where Halfshell was and sees him go down to a knee and he is wounded. Something totally snapped in Strong. Anger raged through her veins as she saw Slag firing at Halfshell.
Strong gets up to her feet and lets out a blood curling scream of rage and roared with anger as she thumped her chest.
Strong pulled out her weapons and charged like a bull at where Slag was taking cover and she fired all her weapons at Slag's position, "Aye its a wonderful day in the neighborhood and aye a good day to die eh?" Strong said with such vicious tone of voice that it would give anyone the chills and creepy feeling.
As the volley of fire blasts head for Slag as she heard Strong say today was her day to kick the bucket. How could Strong say that and do that? no doubts the black-goo had changed Strong's mind but how much could she bring Strong back she didnt' think so and there wasn't time to think about that she had to move and now other wise she was going to be a neat pile of scrap metal.
Slag darted away as fast as she could from where she had taken cover and dove away rolling behind a small grove of trees just as the volley destroyed where she was just a moment ago.
Seeing there wasn't much else she could for the moment Slag came out from the trees and she charged at Strong with her weapons blazing, "I hate to say this but go to the pit Strong!" and Slag went after Strong.
Strong heard Slagg tell where to go as Slag charged her with Slag's firing at her she moved quickly dodged the fired rounds from Slag with ease and she smiled evilly, well now lassy you are now talking and I say you will rot in the pit with everyone else!"
Both girls clashed with each other and in a vicious down right brawl.
Slag was the first to connect her fist with in Strong's jaw and then to Strong's midsection. Strong stumbled back a couple of steps and rubbed her jaw and she then countered with a wicked right to Slag's jaw and a vicious roadhouse kick to the Slag's chest.
Slag fell backwards to the ground as the wind was totally knocked out of her she gasped for air just to breathe.
Strong quickly picked Slag up and body slammed Slag into the ground not giving Slag anytime to recover Strong picked Slag up again and connected a fist to Slag's midsection a few times really taking the wind out of Slag and she slammed Slag into the ground again, taking her tail and whipping the slag out of Slag and more or less beat the living daylights out of Slag.
Strong pulled out her rifle and put a round through Slag's chest missing the spark chamber she wanted Slag to remember this day that was no longer with the Neo Autobots and that she was on Halfshell's side for good.
Thumping her chest as she roared and she headed towards Halfshell.
There wasn't much Slag could do in her condition as the fired round ripped through her chest she screamed out in pain and blacked out from the intense pain that was ripping through her body.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 15, 2013 23:26:01 GMT -5
Halfshell seemed to smile as Stronghug approached... just barely bringing himself to his feet. "You did good work Lass... good work indeed. They won't soon recover from that display of power, eh?" He asks, stumbling for a moment. "We have what we came for... let's return home for the spoils of our riches, eh?" Indeed, it seemed the battlefield had been left stunned by Strong's sure savagery and attack on what many knew to be her best friend.
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Post by tearoness on Apr 17, 2013 21:49:18 GMT -5
Strong grinned wickely at Halfshell as she apporached him seeing Halfshell stumble quickly stepping closer ad steadied him on his feet.
Hearing Halfshell telling her that she did wonderfull work and that enemy won't recover anytime soon with the display of viciousness and power.
Strong nodded and thumped her chest and growled with terror then spoke, "Aye Halfshell and it is a wonderful day in the jungle." She also heard him say that they had what they come for and that they should head home with the stash they had acquired.
Aye lass let's head for home the Neo Autobots won't be botherings us anytime soon."
Slag came around opening her optics she tried to move, though the pain stopped her in her tracks she didn't managed to open her comm and with a very shaky voice spoke, C> Neo Autobots Retreat the mission is a loss I repeat Neo Autobots retreat help anyone that is injured back including myself unable to move. Slag fade out again.
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Post by smokedtoast on May 9, 2013 6:45:59 GMT -5
Ooc: ok guys for this one do we just want to jump to the groups arriving where their ships are?
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Post by hare on May 9, 2013 11:26:37 GMT -5
They couldn't believe it. They failed. Not only did they fail, they also lost their teammate. Darkwing was lying on the ground looking at the sky, letting all that happend sink into her head. Silverwing was sitting there right beside her. Darkwing sighs sadly as she thinks about the failure. She asks Silverwing "We slagged up didn't we?" Silverwing weakly reaches over for his cousin and touches her shoulder. "Yeah. We did."
OOC: Sure man.
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Post by striker on May 14, 2013 19:58:31 GMT -5
ooc:: sure
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