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Post by hare on Jan 26, 2016 18:48:27 GMT -5
What the spotted Pit? They knew who she was? Oh man, this is going to be trouble. Maybe she can't talk her way out. Given her condition, she can't really do much fighting. Or use her gravity powers for long periods of time. And they seem like the type they wouldn't mind harming a pregnant femme. "How about some low grade Energon, honey?" Diva purred in response.
Ripoff however wasn't even remotely surprised when Piranhacon greets him. They have history. Ripoff just gushed and giggled. "Flattering will get you anywhere, sweetcheeks. What a handsome mech like yourself is doing in a place like this?" Ripoff lays it thick with the flirting and the subtle but fake smile with Diva dryly chuckled in the background. Ripoff send Diva a protected IM. <<This is going to be tricky, honey.>> Ripoff wrote to his best friend <<Are you sure about this?">>
<<Whoever it was got the answer I need and I aim to deliver.>> Diva wrote back. She used her gravity manipulating powers and flipped the table over.
********* "Our prime target and two security officers, a mech and a pregnant femme." One of the voices told them in a professional and militaristic tone. "A Neo Stunticon and a Combaticon to be exact." The speaker than broke out of his solider mode "Dammit! It's in a club and there's too many people around."
"And not to mention we just got out of a jam ourselves!" The voice belonging to Narkaru chimed in as well.
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 8, 2016 19:50:56 GMT -5
"Right away my dear!" responded the right clone, before motioning the waitress who had been formerly Outpace over. He whispers to her for a momen before patting her rump and sending her on her way. Outpace's expression remained cheerful until she was out of sight, quickly turning to a scowl. ~Please tell me you're going to make that pompous fuel pump hurt 'Hide. I don't know how much more of that I can take.~ She commented over the comm-line with an angry tone. "Just making plans..." Piranhacon responded darkly before chuckling to himself. "You know me Ripoff, I have plans to move up in the world." He explains, so smug in his own humor that he's caught off guard by the sudden gravity pulse. Pinned under the edge of the table, his counterparts to the side were luckier as it merely pushed them off-side and off-balance. "What was-" "That about?" Came the response from the two clones, pushing themselves up from the table. Despite his arrogance, they couldn't help but scowl as parts of the crowd that had formed from the act started to chant fight over and over again... Someone was going to pay for this, yessss... Even as they waited for an answer their hands quickly went for their sidearms. Outpace looked back at the commotion for a moment, one eyeridge raising. ~Uh... did anyone else get surprised by that?~
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Post by hare on Feb 9, 2016 18:48:18 GMT -5
"As much as you guy want to show this girl a good time and all, but I have some business to attended to and you just happen to be a part of it." Diva told the clones as she used her gravity pulse to shove the two away. Ripoff just groan in annoyance. "Thanks to that little show, I'm down a customer. Not to mention a bot who knows a good BJ. What are you going to do about that you well dressed bitch?" Ripoff asked with a smirk Diva as he pulls out his sidearm as well.
"I'll think of something, honey." Diva levitate a chair and hurls it at the clones.
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~With interest, 'Pace. Trust me. We just need an opening.~ Armorhide reassured. Narkaru can be heard in the background groaning before chiming in. ~Or we can let the security officers take out Piranhacon and save ourselves the trouble of icing the....OW!~ Narkaru went quiet for a moment. ~Ow. Cocksucker.~ He muttered. ~Like I said, we'll nail him. Nail him hard.~The little lemur could be heard calling his larger friend a cocksucker. And it was followed with a soft thud and a yelp. ~You're a bitch, man!~
******* ~What the pit is going on?!!~Narkaru asked while watching the brewing fight between the young security officers and the mob boss and his clone. ~I think taking out Piranhacon might be scratched off sooner than we thought!~
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 21, 2016 22:40:59 GMT -5
Boss Piranhacon growls to himself as he manages to pull himself from the table, his two clones thrown back and away. "If it's a fight you want, then it's a fight you'll get!" He calls out, before whistling out to the crowd. "Ghostride! Frostbite! Get over here and earn your keep!" He manages to mutter out, drawing his weapons and firing in Ripoff and Diva's direction. Two other patrons of the bar start moving in their direction, one a peregine falcon with some quite attractive assets. It's armor stylings are familiar to Naraku, those of a ninja clan member believed killed in combat... though the Ghostrider he knew was much older and masculine, with nowhere as near as full-figured as the person skating towards the fight. The other seems to be an odd form of beetle-former coated in ice. Though there is a techno-organic feel to their design, there's still something alien to the female. Something doesn't sit right, even as she coldly pushes her way through the crowd, leaving a layer of frost on those she touches. Still, she seems quite focused on her goal of moving in to help her 'boss'. *********************************** Outpace grimaced in response as things start to heat up, so to speak. ~More moving in but I don't recognize either of these two guys... This could be our break if Piranhacon is already replacing his troops this quickly. BUt it could be a trap too... options?~
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Post by hare on Mar 12, 2016 13:46:02 GMT -5
"Along with losing one of my best costumers, Piranhacon got himself some help." Ripoff calmly replied while he and Diva dodge incoming fire. The patrons of the bar started to scream and run in panic, trying not to get caught in the cross fire. One of the patrons got frozen when Frostkiller touch him. At least some of them were covered in frost and ice. Diva and Ripoff's optics wanted to pop out of the head when they saw what Frostkiller did. Not to mention she looks like she came out of a old Earth game called Mass Effect. She looked more like a Reaper than a full on mechanical or technorganic Cybertronian "HOLY FRIGGIN SLAG! SHE DIDN'T TOLD US THIS!" Diva shrieked as she uses a gravity pulse to pull a upturned table towards them and use it as cover. "Do you got anything that can make a really big boom?"
Ripoff returned fire towards the clones and the goons. "One, I only got two plasma pistols on me and two, I can't use my cannon. There's too many bots around here and we're in a enclosed space. The last I need right now is destruction of private property and manslaughter on my list!" He told Diva while opening fire "I just hope our friend promise her hand of the deal. Yo so owe me a Pedi and cosmo right now."
"Honey, we'll go on a spa date after we get out this." Diva replied while pulling out her own pistol and returning fire. "If you're watching this right now, this better be worth it!"
*********** Armorhide is watching the whole thing unravel. Even though letting the security officers take out Piranhacon would be much easier, but the mob boss has clones and now already have some hired hands. And the ice covered stag beetle bot looks to be a heavy hitter. Not to mention, Outpace is caught in the crossfire. "Hang in there, Outpace, me and Nark are moving out! I'll deal with the two hired help while Narkaru can sneak in and offline him. Just hang in there.~ The large turtle bot told his partner as he gets ready to join in. He turns to Narkaru "Okay, dude. Time to put your ninja skills to....." Instead of talking to his friend, there was no sign of anybody being there. "Nark? Nark?" He couldn't believe he disappeared like that. Okay, he usually does, but not on something major like this. "Primusdammit!" He'll deal with him later. He switches back to Outpace. ~Change of plans, I'm moving in. Hang in there.~
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Post by hare on Mar 16, 2016 17:12:26 GMT -5
"Another round please." Skybyte Jr ordered another drink while he tries to forget yet another crazy day at Devacorp. Well, much more crazier than usual since Deva got injured and Striker took over as CEO. Well it was a whole lot better than fighting the Neo Decepticons. At least, he doesn't have to look over his back. He than had a realization he's doing the same thing since he left the Neo-Autobots. "I don't even know what I miss anymore" he muses. The bartender give Skybyte his drink. He said thanks to his bartender and about to down his drink. He than hears screaming. Worried, Skybyte Jr turns around to see what the commotion was. He was seeing a bunch of bots running and screaming. He even saw some of the security running to the source of the chaos "What the pit is going on?" he asked outloud. While being distracted, a hand quietly and skillfully lifted his drink out of his hand. Two gulps. It was gone. If Skybyte Jr notices, he would have seen a familiar looking lemur bot walking towards the back.
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Post by smokedtoast on Mar 21, 2016 22:45:08 GMT -5
Delta frowned at the sudden commotion, even as he made his way over to his fellow coworker in the aptly named Skybyte Jr. This was not going to go well... and he had promised the young mech's coder he would look after him. "SBJ... we might want to move to make our exit." He commented lightly, placing a hand on the other mech's shoulder kibble. "Someone needs to report this, though we may be able to lend a hand in our own way if you've still got an arm on you." He suggested, offering what looked like a gas grenade of his own concoction. Tag and scatter, always the best plan in these situations. ************************ Outpace grimaced as she watched the clones recover and open fire on the tipped over table, unsure of what to do. Her old configuration would be more useful at this point in time... but the underground Phase Six process was corruptive of her spark when she wasn't funneling her excess energy to Armorhide. She glanced around at the controls behind the bar, struggling to find something to do. ~Hurry Armorhide, they're outnumbered. I don't think this was a trap they laid for us... not in the way we think. They're too outnumbered and there's blood in the water. We let them die and it's another thing to blame on Hex. I'm almost sure of it.~ She finds an alarm to signify an oncoming raid of the bar and flips it, causing more of the crowd to freak out and flee. It's no much but it's at least slowing down Piranhacon's hired help.
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Post by hare on Apr 21, 2016 17:42:19 GMT -5
Somebody should report this. But at the same time, they're might be people that need their help. SBJ takes the grenade from Delta. He looks at his co-worker and asks, "What you suggest?" This is going to be one of those nights.
*********** "I really wish your little brother was here." Ripoff stops and thinks about what he said while returning fire "What's Tripwire to you again? I'm confused about that." He casually asked Diva while avoiding returning fire from the mob boss. Diva snapped at her friend "He's a family friend! Now get back to shooting at them!" Diva returned fire. They heard the fire alarm and heard the people trying to get the hell out of dodge. This gave Ripoff an idea. He opens up his hip compartment and pulls out a grenade. "Diva, once I throw this out, I want you to cover ears and shut your optics." Ripoff told her as he quickly pulls the pin. Diva was confused briefly. "What?"
"Just do it, you silly bitch!" Ripoff than lobs the grenade towards the mob boss and the clones. Ripoff shouted "Take cover, honey!" Diva stops firing and hides behind the table. She also remember to cover her audio sensors and dim her optics. Instead of hearing an explosion, there was a loud boom that was followed by a flashing bright light and loud, ear-shredding shriek. "That should give us a few minutes! Now let's get out of here before they regain their senses!" Ripoff told her as he grabbed her arm. While the clones were distracted by the flashbang, the two bots make their exit.
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Post by smokedtoast on May 17, 2016 21:40:39 GMT -5
Delta nodded in the direction of the quasi-cybertronian known as Frostkiller making her way towards the two youths. "Psychotrophics, it may make things marginally worse around her general area... but it will distract her from following them." He explained, noting the Piranhacons howling in pain as they stumble back blind. "Then we get as many people to the door as we can. We're not equipped for a fight but we certainly can help evacuate. Give less chance of a hostage situation, no?" ***** A section of the wall opens as the two make their way to the exit, allowing them passage inside. Slipstream watches from behind the 'door', a little curious at the actions outside. For as much as she knew about what had happened to Diva's boy toy, there was no escaping the fact she did not realize how many reinforcements were waiting in the rafters. She closes the door behind them, watching the paniced situation outside. "He is more connected then I thought..." She manages to mutter to herself, forgetting about the two youths behind her at the moment. ***** Outpace continues to hide, but she can't help but notice others moving against the crowd. ~'hide, it's getting wor-~ She starts to respond before the link is cut off and a scream comes from behind the bar... An oddly over-armored femme had made her way over to the former Five Percenter and was currently drawing power from her frame. The spaces between the armor slots start to glow and ripple with an oddly green shine, like that of a membrane... She seems to smirk to herself inside. "Well aren't you a wellspring of energy?" The Samus unit mutters to herself, her natural Metroid abilities leaching at Outpace's power.
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Post by hare on Jun 6, 2016 17:03:25 GMT -5
"That's the most craziest thing I ever heard." SBJ told his co-worker as he pulls the pin and lobs it towards the two quasi-Cybertronians. SBJ shoves Delta twoards the ground in attempt to duck and shield themselves getting caught by the blast or errant debris. This one of the few times he was still amongst the stars, taking on the Neo Decepticons."
*********** "This would be easy she said." Ripoff told nobody particular in a annoyed tone. "Just off Piranhacon and you get all the secrets you've been seeking she said. It would be easy she said." Than Diva's boy toy starts to shriek hysterically. "NOW LOOK WHAT HAPPENED! Not only I risk my armor being dirty and losing one of my best customers, and a best paying customer with a huge joystick, we're getting shot at! All because on some stupid hunch that your boyfriend maybe alive, which we don't have no proof that he is!" This has been a tiring evening. Dealing with a low rank Mob boss who has now gotten some new hired arms, a mysterious benefactor, and while dealing a swollen stomach and straining micro hydraulics/ankles has taken every willpower not to snap at her friend or smack him, but hearing Ripoff being in hysterics was the straw.
"Oh come off of it, Ripoff!" Diva snapped "Nobody asked you to join in! I could have taken them on by myself!"
Ripoff shot back "If I didn't come join ya fat tailpipe, you probably would have been offline by now." Than a sardonic thought came into his processor "Being offline and being in that tacky armor." Diva's optics widened in anger. "WHAT?! TAKE IT BACK, YOU...." Than Diva and Ripoff than notice the reinforcements waiting for them. With their weapons trained on them. "After this is over with, I'm going to kick your tailpipe" Diva pulls out her pistol, preparing to attack.
"Love you too, honey." Ripoff told her as he pulls out his pistols as well.
********** While the Piranhacon and his clones were recovering from the flashbangs, Narkaru quietly walks behind one of the clones, wraps his hand around his mouth, and stabs the clone through the chest with a beam katana. After he drops the clone, he goes after the other clone.
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Armorhide manages to get into the club by using the backdoor, eluding Piranhacon and his clones and whoever is at his beck and call at the moment. "Pace! Pace! Are you there? I'm in and...." Armorhide saw the quasi-Cybertronian and his partner. He notes that the Samus unit was doing something to his partner. Even though it was a poor tactical decision, there was no time to waste. "PACE!" he called out to her as he activates his mini-missles and targets the Samus Unit. "Run!"
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 17, 2016 23:25:45 GMT -5
"Crazy works sometimes." Was the chemist's one reply as SBJ threw the grenade. There was so many autobots and decepticons had gone without treatment during the war after all. When a war had gone on as long as their race's had, people grasped at straws. Delta went limp as Skybyte Jr tackled him, letting the much more armored cybertronian protect him. There were few people he let get this close, even with the treatments for his psychological conditions... but the odd aquatic fishdog had earned his trust. An errant thought crossed his mind as they watched the wave of gas unfold upon the cryo warrior queen, Frostbite reacting almost immediately. "Your father would be proud of you you know." He manages to mutter. Several spires of ice erupt around the bug woman as if she were lashing out at imagined attackers. Delta's theory had been right, she had inherited a similar respiratory system as her alt mode. Bugs don't breath through their mouths, they breath through their skin... and she had taken more of a dose of his poison then the rest. So panicing was she that she managed to catch one or two of her limbs in the rapidly forming last, trapping her briefly as she attempted to break free. ************************************************* Slipstream turned to Ripoff sharply and suddenly, her voice taking on an all to familiar tone to his grandfather as she spouted. "Ripoff, calm -down-." She snarled with the fury of the Air Commander, her frame sleek but all the tell tale signs of a seeker. Her alt mode was that of a crane or a peacock, it was hard in her robot mode to figure out which. But the color scheme was all off, purples and aqua greens... Even then, she stiffened as she too noticed the other faux-cybertronians in the secret room. This was not supposed to be known to their opponent, she was sure of it. Regardless, she manages to swing up a sniper rifle from the floor, cobbled together from a pre-existing null ray. The reinforcements seem to be reptilian in nature, almost looking simple-minded lizard men. Luckily for the group they don't seem to be armed... unluckily for the group they don't seem intimidated by their weapons. One snarls what could be an 'attack' call before they lunge at the group. ************************************************ The piranacon that Naraku's killed dissolves into energy and a loose fluid of pseudo nannites as it half melts, half screams into non-existance. The second that Naraku is heading for seems to clutch it's chest in pain from the feedback, before looking around with a paranoid eye. It quickly grabs for it's blaster, not wanting to be caught off guard. ************************************************* The Samus unit seems to have grown in bulk, easily rivalling the large turtle former. Outpace on the other hand has gone in the opposite direction... it's painful to see how sickly and thin she looks, a stark contrast to when the two of them were first bonded and she seemed to be growing back to her former berserker self. SHe struggles to break free, kicking back into the larger former but the situation is just getting worse as it grows. "I'm trying Hide!" She crys outs, noticing the sections of his armor open up to reveal his missile rack. The samus unit just grins back at him, a smirk on her face. "You want her, you've got to come for her big boy~" She responds, moving forward to surround her prey like an obsessive predator. Energy seems to stream from its glowing body to its head as it seems to be preparing some sort of beam weapon.
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Post by hare on Jan 3, 2017 18:41:50 GMT -5
He didn't hear what his friend said as he tries to protect him from the blast. When SBJ sensed it was safe, he rolled himself off of Delta and quickly got back on his feet. He saw the bug woman panicking and trying to remove the ice off of her. SBJ grimaced at Frostbite's struggle. "Ewwww. That's disgusting!" At least it worked. He than remembers about the other femme. "Delta, do you got anymore of that grenade?" What a time to come to a bar without a weapon. It was also not time be a coward neither. He sees the bar. He has an idea. "Delta, I got an idea." he told him as he makes a beeline dash towards the bar while Frostkiller was still trying to get the ice off of her. He than dives into counter. He gets back up and starts looking at the alcohol that has high content. SBJ starts grabbing all the booze he can get his hands on.
************************************** The arms dealer raised his optics at surprise when Slipstream told him to dial it down. Was his servos burning or did he heard his "dear" old grandpa through her. When he was about to retort, than he saw her sniper rifle. The make of it looks like said "beloved" grandfather's old null ray. He was about to but more thought into it, he heard his opponent snarls. He snaps about and was about to fire, but Diva saved him by firing a well placed shot at the lizard man. "Ewwww. As long that stuff doesn't get on me. We should be just fine."
"I know right? That stuff looks like it would be a bitch to remove," Ripoff chimed in as he opens fire.
***************** "You know, asshole, you cost us a mission!" Narkaru told a Piranacon clone as he kicks him in the face. "Not to mention, caused my friend to nearly have a slaggin panic attack! He's hard to be around when he's losing his shits!" He caught two clones trying to surround him. He grabbed the clone he was kicking the face by the shoulders. Narkaru leapt up and plant both of his feet into the center of his chest. After that, he falls back and launches the clone into the other clones. He quickly hops back onto his feet and pulls out his beam katana. "Oh man, I feel good about my life right now." Meanwhile, he didn't pay attent to the piranacon that grabbed a blaster.
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Dammit, dammit, dammit! It's an energy drainer! He would take it out with his missiles but he would hit Pace and any bystanders. He shuts off his missile rack and quickly try to remember what Discharge and his superiors told him what he should do when dealing with a energy sucker. Armorhide quickly grabs a table and tosses it at the Samus unit. Than Armorhide runs towards the unit and tackles her. "PACE, RUN!" he shouted. Than he quickly realizes, this was a very bad idea.
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Post by smokedtoast on Feb 13, 2017 0:27:03 GMT -5
"Only allowed to keep one on hand in my down time..." Delta grimaced for a moment, before seeing his coworker run for the booze. "I'm all ears my aquatic equine friend." He adds, grabbing as many spritzer and alcohol as he can himself in preparation. "Our violent offenders seem oddly familiar though I can't place it." ***************************** Slipstream opened fire as well with her weapon, taking headshots wherever she can as the mob heads towards them. "Diva!" She calls over with a thought. "They don't have much of a brain, just the brawn. You have gravimetric pulses, correct?" She suggests, motioning to the crowd. "Limit their movement and we have more of a chance." One manages to get close enough to her to nip at her face before she stumbles back, angling her grip on the weapon and jabbing it muzzle first into the neck joint of the lizard former and firing. The resulting spray isn't pretty. ***************************** The Piranhacon holding the blaster just smirked to himself, twitching as the feedback came through from the other clones. As the three thrown together push themselves up, he takes aim towards the pain in their aft... The shot comes just in time for the other three to rush Narkaru. All this pain and suffering might just be for something after all if he can eliminate Czar's little enforcers. ***************************** The thrown table doesn't seem to do much but distract the swollen Samus unit, but its the moment Outpace needs to push herself weakly out of its grasp. There was only so much take it could get before it became hard to hold the smaller cybertronian. Armorhide's charge came unexpectedly though, knocking the squishy faux-transformer backwards as the two roll away from his companion. Both are moving further into the bar, even as the Samus Unit strikes at Armorhide.
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Post by hare on Mar 23, 2017 17:45:47 GMT -5
"Damn." SBJ groaned as he mixed all the spirits he gathered into a large bottle. Another grenade or even any kind of weapon would be good right now. "This is something Burnup thought me back while she was around! It's something to make when you have no bombs or grenades but a lot boozes around!" He explained as he finishes dumping all the contents into a bottle. He than grabs a rag and rips it up. "Apparently people on Earth do this when they're dealing with armed police and what not. She told something else but she got a little crazy towards the end." He than sticks the rag into the bottle and flip it upside down for a few seconds for the booze to soak the rag. "Lighter, matches, anything. Com'on I need something that lights..." Than he sees a lighter. The Shark fuzor quickly crawls over to the lighter. "Okay, okay, lit this and...." he said to himself while flicking the lighter for his makeshift bomb. He tosses the lighter to Delta and pops up from his hiding place. "Hey!" he shouted to get the faux transformers attention "You guys look a little thirsty. Have a drink on me!" SBJ than lobs the Molotov towards them. He also think his line was totally kickass.
************************ "All body, no brains. My kind of guy." Ripoff quipped as he shoots a lizardman in the head. Diva nodded when Slipstream told her to create a gravimetric pulse. Diva quickly holsters her pistol and dims her optics and starts to concentrate on creating a gravity field. All the sudden, the lizardmen started to levitate off the ground, with them snarling and flailing around trying to get back to solid ground. For good measure, Diva increased the gravity around one of them and turned it into a messy and very gory ball. The results aren't pretty.
Ripoff watched in disgust. "Gross, honey!" He chided as he lined up his shots and starts to open fire on the now vulnerable faux-transformers. Well at least their jobs would be easier. "This information better be worth messing up our happy hour..." He grumbles to himself while opening fire on his targets.
******************************** Narkaru was approaching a clone with a cocky smile and a beam katana in his hand, ready to cut down the clone. "You know, I always wondered how piranha would taste as a sus....." He stopped in mid-sentence and he dropped his katana. He started to feel a burning sensation. He looked at his chest and see a smoking exit wound. It didn't get the vitals or his spark case, but damn it hurt. He stumbles a bit and falls to his knees. "Ah fuck." He sees the clones gaining on him. He pulls out a small, fluid-looking orb out of his hip compartment and raises it into the air. He throws it hard and the entire room exploded with a loud bang and puff of thick dark smoke. When the smoke slowly clears, the ninja wasn't around. The clones started to swear a long line of Cybertronian swear words and set off to find their offender.
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Armorhide was blocking the Samus Unit's blows. He was still trying to remember what his teacher/handler said when dealing with energy drainers,he knows he has to keep it away from Outpace as far as possible. Armorhide unleashed a couple of devastating left hooks to the unit. He than grabs the Samus Unit by the neck and starts lifting it off the ground. He than choke slams it to the ground. Hard. He than do it again a second time. And a third time. He hoists the unit up and toss the unit into the bar. Armorhide than pulls out his pistols from his hip compartments, preparing to fill the energy drainer full of holes.
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Post by smokedtoast on Apr 3, 2017 1:12:49 GMT -5
"If we make it out of here alive I'll give you the geneology on everyone of your band of misfits Ripoff." Slipstream responded coldly, taking aim and head shotting some of the remaining techno-organic troops. This was far too close to being rediscovered for her tastes, the little half-cog better follow up on his own agreement with her to find these two. Otherwise there will be heavy comeback to pay. "Just don't expect me to come to visit my daughter while she stays in 'grandfather's house." She spits out venomously. *************************** The Samus unit manages to be pushed back and away by Armorhide's blows, struggling to strike back at the equally sized bot. The combination of the tackle and blows have moved her towards her compatriot. She tries to call out for aid but there's a sickening crack as he manages to lift and slam it...her... (with a frame like this, it's hard not to think of it as a her) down into her companion Frostbite, crushing it to the ground once, then with much overkill making sure the deed is done. Samus howls in pain as the resulting splat and shock of her compatriot freezes over large parts of her back as the frostbite unit attempted to save herself. All this made it much more easier for Armorhide to toss her over towards the bar, the freezing temperatures reacting with the Metroid parts of Samus and making her sluggish. So focused on the behemoth that caused her pain, Samus shrieks in agony at SBJ's well placed bomb is thrown at her and detonates, blasting bits and gelatinous pieces off of her back and forcing her forward off balance. ******************************* The remaining clones regroup in a circle, aiming weapons outwards as they attempt to find the annoying ninja who attacked them. This was getting to be more of a pain in the aft then they were willing to take anymore. Too many variables, too much at stake. They refused to let this slaghead end more of their lives.
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