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Post by Den on Sept 29, 2008 20:44:57 GMT -5
All Showtime managed before her processor went into a fit of self preservation was a small squeak. Moments later, she froze, smoke curling off of her helm as she fritzed.
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Lady Dragoon
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Post by Lady Dragoon on Sept 29, 2008 20:55:16 GMT -5
Wheelie started to laugh evilly as Showtime fritzed, oh, he had found his first targets for teasing...and of course he has some blackmail now. Because, he wasn't going to forget this.
Joust turned to look at Showtime and began to worry, "La-lady Showtime? Are you all right?"
Wheelie spoke up, "See? The knight is worried about his lady, oh how sweet."
OOC: Hoshi: ...if I could, I think I might have a tooth-ache. XD
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Post by Latte on Sept 29, 2008 21:22:09 GMT -5
Mosquito made her way to the coordinates. She quickly assessed the three other Autobots already there - one femme who was probably a little bigger than her, a mech who was noticeably larger than her, and one who was definitely much bigger than her, even if all she could see was his back at the moment. She transformed and looked at the femme. "That's not normal - is she gonna be alright?"
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Lady Dragoon
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Post by Lady Dragoon on Sept 29, 2008 21:38:46 GMT -5
"Oh, I am sure she will be. Her 'knight' will be sure to help her. ...Maybe."
Wheelie thought about letting her find out that Joust has red eyes, he finally decided against that. Because, hey. He didn't need to use a person to laugh at. "Oy, heads up, femme! That mech that has his back to us is Joust, a former Decepticon. ...and as you see, he isn't attacking anyone."
Joust was still worry about Showtime to actually turn around to see the newcomer.
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Post by Latte on Sept 29, 2008 21:42:20 GMT -5
"My name is Mosquito, thank you very much,"she grumbled. "Alright." At least he told me before I started shooting.
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Post by Den on Sept 29, 2008 21:47:13 GMT -5
Showtime's processor, which was already struggling to keep from total meltdown, did the only thing it could to keep the femme from overheating. It simply shut down, which caused the femme to crash, tumbling to the ground.
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Post by Lady Dragoon on Sept 29, 2008 22:01:17 GMT -5
Wheelie raised his optic and said, "How was I suppose to know that? Either way, nice to meet ya, I am Wheelie."
Joust managed to catch her before she fell and tried not to panice, "Lady Showtime!!"
Wheelie raised his optics again and mused, "....this never going to stop remind me about a human kid's book of a knight and his lady, is it? Aha well."
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Post by Miss Mandy on Oct 2, 2008 14:34:35 GMT -5
“And you seem to be forgetting that we cannot stay in the air forever,” came Starscream’s rather terse retort. He was about to turn his attention back to the new arrival when there was yet another joining them. At first he was pleased until this jumped up little femme dared to speak to him in the way she did. Scowling, his hand shot out to grab her by the throat, “Firstly, I do not answer to you, you answer to me! Secondly, Megatron is dead and his sparkless shell is lying at the bottom of the ocean. Thirdly, you show proper respect to your superior officers or I will personally see to your deactivation!”
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The bickering between the new arrivals was making Red a nervous wreck. Well, more of a nervous wreck than usual. “Bumblebee... surely Prime would have made arrangements for a base of operations,” he eyed Wakejumper suspiciously, “and proper medical facilities?”
((Yep, Red's an arse.))
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Post by Latte on Oct 2, 2008 14:45:18 GMT -5
Bumblebee managed not to shift uncomfortably at the statement. "He would have, but there wasn't much time." It wasn't technically a lie, he tried to reassure himself. "We'll have to deal with this for now." And Red was still damaged, Bumblebee didn't want to send him into a real panic.
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Post by Den on Oct 2, 2008 22:05:10 GMT -5
WakeJumper raised an optic ridge at Red Alert's statement, before retorting, "Beggars can't be choosers, especially if there's a possibility of Decepticons attacking at any moment. Now either mute your vocalizer, or I'll mute it for you." Despite the slightly gruff attitude WakeJumper had taken on at the implication that he might not be a medic proper, an air of gentleness surrounded the large mech. "Now if you're done, I'd like to help you...if you'll allow me to."
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Post by Holly on Oct 3, 2008 15:59:18 GMT -5
Soundwave watched Shaba as she landed and confronted Starscream, he was glad that another Decepticon asked about Megatron.
Then came Starscream's reaction, very predictable. But then, a certain sentence that Starscream said grabbed Soundwave's complete attention, 'Megatron is dead and his sparkless shell is lying at the bottom of the ocean'
This was what Soundwave had come for. He didn't cross the void of space to this disgusting planet just to help Starscream, he came here to find Megatron. But yet, how to conduct his search without Starscream suspecting something. The ocean covers a large scale of this planet so it would take a long time to find their rightful leader.
Soundwave then retreated into the darkness of the shadows and became deep in thought as he waited for the return of Laserbeak and Ravage.
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Post by ladynighthawk on Oct 4, 2008 0:22:51 GMT -5
Shaba gave a yelp of surprise when Starscream grabbed her, but she had that twinkle in her optics...and her lips formed a cruel grin.
"Superior Officer, huh?...my my, if only Lord Megatron was here to hear this...he'd have your head, Starscream." Shaba replied, an icy demeanor to her vocalisers.
"...But you say Lord Megatron is no more....shame." She then continued, smiling.
"Were you responsible, did you finally get your evil little wish, Starscream?" Shaba asked, a cruel leer in her vocalisers.
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Post by Miss Mandy on Oct 5, 2008 9:08:06 GMT -5
Starscream casually tossed her aside, "Megatron is not here and yes, I am your superior officer. I had nothing to do with Megatron's demise. The humans found his weakness and used it to their advantage. Now, if that is all, we have work to do." He gave her one final withering look and went to watch for any others that might (hopefully) arrive. His army was pathetically small and it would never do.
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Nightstrike watched the scene between Shaba and Starscream with a hint of amusement before wandering off to where Soundwave was, "Nice night, don't you think?"
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Red Alert nodded, "Very well then." He remained still and allowed Wakejumper to work on him.
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Post by Holly on Oct 5, 2008 10:58:31 GMT -5
Soundwave didn't move when Nightstrike approached him. Instead he glanced up at the sky then slowly turned his head to face her.
"My thoughts about this night are not required."
This was the only reply he gave to Nightstrike but he kept his gaze fixed on her. He knew Laserbeak and Ravage would be returning very soon and the Decepticons will be able to set up a base. That's of course if Starscream is willing to agree with what the Cassetticons come back with. Soundwave will be able to then find an alt mode that would fit him well with his job as Communications officer.
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Post by cetus on Oct 5, 2008 17:25:43 GMT -5
((sorry, sorry. long story about the suckage that is my mind))
Optimus rubbed his brow, stepping away from the conglomeration of humans in the makeshift conference. He thought Cybertronian politics were difficult to navigate; humans, and in particular the United States elevated bureaucracy and red tape to an art. Still, one goal had been accomplished.
Bumblebee, he messaged the scout, while transmitting a detailed set of coordinates, We have been allotted a plot of land as our own. There is the framework of a retired hanger there, but we are free to retrofit and update it as we wish. Unfortunately, I am still required to work out the agreements concerning the damages following the battle at Mission City. There is much work to be done, preventing retribution and other repercussions. Maintain secrecy and make your way to the coordinates when the opportunity allows. Thank you for watching over any new arrivals, as longest on this planet, I am assured you are up to the task. Prime, out.
He took a moment to remove himself and glance to the skies, then returned to continue working with the new and difficult allies.
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((Hope that helps, guys. X3 ))
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Post by Den on Oct 5, 2008 19:02:15 GMT -5
WakeJumper pulled out a few tools to begin working with. "Even though I'd prefer being in a medbay...I do know how to make due...I need to put you in stasis first though." Despite how calmly he was speaking, the triplechanger was quite nervous. While it was true that he had experience repairing scanners and delicate systems, it was usually with mechs or femmes he knew relatively well. He could only do his best and hope.
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Desinex chuckled as she kicked the sparkless shell of an unlucky Autobot. The mech had underestimated her, and had paid the price with his life. She hadn't gotten a flawless victory, indeed, she had a few tears in a couple of secondary energon lines, and her armor had definately seen better days, but she was still alive, and that was all that mattered.
Humming contentedly, the dark blue femme deftly removed a piece of undamaged armor from the slain mech. She paused in her actions when she recieved Starscream's message. "What..the...frag?" Putting her prize into her subspace with the rest of her collection, the femme made her decision.
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The meteorite streaked through the growing darkness, appearing to grow as it got closer to the planet's surface. Within minutes, there was a massive impact which shook the foundation of the nearby building. Moments later, a flashy looking car was seen pulling away from the area at a high rate of speed.
Desinex to Starscream. Requesting coordinates.
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Post by ladynighthawk on Oct 5, 2008 19:17:35 GMT -5
Shaba could only smile even when Starscream threw her aside. "Fine then, Lord Starscream" she replied.
She then looked around, looking dissapointed at the lack of other Decepticons. "Surely, the humans couldn't have killed that many of us?"
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Post by Miss Mandy on Oct 6, 2008 3:30:16 GMT -5
"Yes, they did. Blackout and Brawl were in the battle, but the humans managed to get the better of them. Bonecrusher fell to Optimus Prime. Barricade, Frenzy and Scorponok are amongst those listed MIA." Just as he was about to continue, he received Desinex's comm and transmitted the coordinates.
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Red Alert's optics grew wide, "You what?! Stasis! Here?! What if the Decepticon's attack?"
As much as Red knew he was in danger of exposure from being unable to scan a new alt and half of his sensors offline, he also knew that putting him under here and now was just as dangerous.
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Nightstrike chuckled, "Heh, no, I suppose they aren't." She remained silent for quite a while thinking about everything that had transpired before speaking again, "Shame that we have a fool for a leader."
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A little white Jeep Wrangler weaved its way through the desert night. She had had a long journey having made planet fall a few hundred miles away, but it hadn't taken her long to home in on the few Decepticon signatures. As she neared the abandoned base, she stopped, transformed and then hailed them all, This is Blizzard, reporting for duty. Anyone here need a medic?
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Frag it!
The protoform rose from its crater and gingerly fingered the large dent now in his armour. How he hated to be damaged but it could be worse. Far worse. He could be his brother who absolutely went mental over such things. Not exactly a good trait in a frontline fighter, but that was how he was. Sideswipe sighed heavily as he thought of the last time he had seen his brother all those vorns ago. Damn, he missed the mech. They had been (and Sideswipe had always thought they would be) a matched pair, together forever and making mischief for some hapless Autobot who managed to be pulled into one of their practical jokes or tearing some Decepticons apart. Shaking himself mentally, he climbed out of the hole and cautiously made his way to a nearby highway and lurked in the shadows of an overpass. He watched as the run of the mill cars passed by, scoffing at the sheer tedium of the models that presented themselves and feeling certain that none of them would suit him in the least. About to turn his back and try somewhere else, something red and shiny caught his attention. A gorgeous Lamborghini Mercialago.
"Bingo!"
Before long, there was another Lambo tearing down the highway in the opposite direction. This is Sideswipe. Where are you all holed up?
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Post by Latte on Oct 6, 2008 4:48:02 GMT -5
Bumblebee transformed. "Red, calm down. It's not going to be for that long, and there're still three of us who can fight if they *do* show up. You have to get repaired." He relaxed a little when Optimus commed and committed the coordinates to his memory banks, responding with a wordless affirmative. Sideswipe's comm reached him next, and he couldn't help being a little glad. The more fighters they had, the better. This is Bumblebee. We're a little spread out for now, but here. He transmitted the coordinates of his own small group.
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Post by Den on Oct 6, 2008 18:46:42 GMT -5
WakeJumper had to resist the urge to roll his optics at Red's statement. "There's that, and the fact that if we do need to make a getaway, I can carry you inside my alt-mode...though I doubt it will come to that...Plus, isn't it considered a war crime to fire upon one marked as a medic?"
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Desinex continued to drive, heading for the coordinates given. As she drove, she picked up on another Decepticon's signal, but chose to ignore it for the time being. If they picked up on her, and were curious enough to comm, she'd respond, but for now, she'd focus on getting to the coordinates and then would go from there.
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Showtime's optics flashed briefly as the femme re-booted after her processor crash earlier. "urgh...Primus...what happened?"
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