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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 23, 2007 21:41:20 GMT -5
Racing from the Omega rocket module came.. the dingiest car four thousand dollars will get you on any planet. Initiating one of the most complex transformation sequences ever, it unfolded into a robot. Bumblebee leaps at they Sky Shark head-on, hoping to tackle it. At least this person isn't going to call Sky-Byte a Decepticon...
On broadband he transmitted: //let me take care of this one. jazz is on the shuttle. help him please.//
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Post by Perceptor on Jul 23, 2007 21:59:39 GMT -5
Perceptor is rather unceremoniously ejected from the melee as Bumblebee arrives. He hesitates for a moment, staring beyind the wrestling mechs to where Hook has just finished adulterating the box. The Constructicon looks too pleased with himself; whatever he's done, Perceptor can no longer stop him. The defenses are likely circumvented, and Perceptor has a mech to repair.
// The shark does not concern me as much as the fact that I believe that Hook has now eliminated the facility's external defenses. We must prevent the Decepticons from gaining control of it, // Perceptor replies on broadband, even as he is turning to run back down the roadway to the waiting Guardian and his gravely injured cargo.
Oh for an agile alternate mode.
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Post by Sky-byte on Jul 23, 2007 22:26:25 GMT -5
Sky-byte finds himself roughly tackled against the mesa wall by...something. It definitely doesn't look like anything he's seen before...so jagged and alien. There's a certain aesthetic quality about it though that Sky-byte just can't put his fin on at the moment. He'll think about it later. Heaving under this strange new Autobot's clutches, Sky-byte slowly initiates transformation. Now if he can get this right, with said Autobot on top of him, his Tsunami laser then at point-blank range...he can't miss!
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Post by Hook on Jul 23, 2007 22:30:38 GMT -5
Hook glances over his shoulder involuntarily, optics drawn to the upthrust grey rocket and the track all around it.
No time for that. Now he has work to do.
He drops the box and sprints towards the power station.
--- And Hook is out of this thread and back into the Build-Up thread.
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 23, 2007 23:14:31 GMT -5
Bumblebee doesn't even know who Hook is. But he hears a rather upset Omega Supreme announce his intent for this 'Hook' fellow, and decides that the big guy has got things taken care of.
However, Bumblebee barely had enough time to jump out of the way of Sky-Byte's tsunami laser! He tried to do a roll, but the laser carved a gouge into his side as he did so. By the time he is upright again from the roll, Bumblebee's right hand has reconfigured into a blaster. Bumblebee took aim and opened fire at Sky-Byte.
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Post by Sky-byte on Jul 23, 2007 23:59:39 GMT -5
If seeing the arrival of Omega Supreme isn't terrifying enough, hearing that thunderous, booming, terrifying voice is enough to seal the package. Okay, he has definitely got to get away from wherever Hook just went. Which is off this mesa. Grr serves him right for just leaving Sky-byte hear to deal with this strange Autobot!
Sky-byte makes to turn tail and leave, skidding in robot mode down the mesa-side. Bumblebee's shot hits him right on the shoulder leaving a tangle of wires, molten plating, and a sparking mess. It also serves to make him loose his balance. Sky-byte tumbles his way back down the mesa, attempting to fire short bursts of his laser at opportune moments.
// Wheelie! Don't get stepped on! Stay away from the giant Autobot! //
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 24, 2007 0:23:01 GMT -5
And now the 'Decepticon' is fleeing? Not on Bumblebee's watch. With little care for his own wellbeing, he leaped down trying to tackle Sky-Byte. Really, what's the worst that could happen, his paintwork gets damaged and he gets a couple of dents?
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Post by Sky-byte on Jul 24, 2007 10:14:55 GMT -5
Sky-byte's rough descent is quickly and painfully stopped. But this time, he's ready for close quarters action. He has hands now, er, a hand.
"Rrrr, watch it you flying piece of scrap metal!" he growls, starting up his Anchor Arm once more and bringing it down towards the Autobot's torso.
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 24, 2007 15:10:36 GMT -5
Bumblebee had to be fast. He wasn't quick enough to catch the Anchor, but he managed to deflect it so that it glanced off his shoulder rather than near his spark. Still, that meant that he could club Sky-Byte over the head with his blaster weapon (It still wasn't retracted.) He swung as hard as he could with his blaster, which was admittedly not all that hard.
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Post by Sky-byte on Jul 24, 2007 18:09:41 GMT -5
The blaster, as not hard as it was swung hits him on the side of his dorsal-fin-that-is-the-top-of-his-head. "Argh, what's with you Autobots and battering people?" Right, as if Sky-byte has the right to ask such a thing.
He brings up his Anchor arm for one last pass and hit before transforming back into beast-mode and lunging with his mouth wide open.
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 24, 2007 18:50:28 GMT -5
The anchor struck again, this time Bumblebee didn't have the opportunity to block it. His damaged vocal processor emitted a strained bleep of pain. By the time Sky-Byte has transformed, Bumblebee could guess his plan. He doesn't try and block the bite. Quite the opposite, he lunges his blaster arm forward, with the intent of it getting caught in Sky-Byte's mouth. Assuming that happens, Bumblebee will let loose a blast, full charge, into the Predacon's mouth.
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Post by Sky-byte on Jul 24, 2007 20:21:00 GMT -5
A brief feeling of relish washes over Sky-byte when his Anchor Arm hits. So perhaps he'll have this Autobot on the run eh?
Perhaps not. Sky-byte's eyes widen in an almost comical way when he sees Bumblebee's blaster-arm aims to be lodged right down his throat. In an attempt to pull up last-second, Sky-byte earns a full charge on his belly instead of down his mouth. The blast sends him hurtling into the air, his white belly now charred black with carbon scoring.
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 24, 2007 20:38:59 GMT -5
Bumblebee's blaster retracted back into his hand as his missile launchers folded forward, a single launcher mounted to each shoulder. The missile from the first shoulder launched, hopefully striking Sky-Byte on his exposed underbelly.
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Post by Sky-byte on Jul 24, 2007 21:26:36 GMT -5
Sky-byte changes his travel vector with a flick of his sooty tail. He dives back into the ground, narrowly avoiding the incoming missile. Troublesome Autobot. A wince and a couple of curses are wrung out of Sky-byte as he travels underground. The hit with the yellow mech's blaster from a bit before in his robot-mode shoulder, now on top of his shark mode head, protests as rock bits and sand scrape against open wires and circuits.
He can't last long underground, not like this. Okay, no more tunneling in this state. He burrows a few more feet before finally bursting above ground, taking for the skies and transforming. Sky-byte turns towards where Bumblebee should be and lets loose with a long sweep of his Tsunamil laser before climbing higher.
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 25, 2007 4:46:20 GMT -5
Bumblebee leaped to avoid the laser, freeing Sky-Byte to rise more. As the laser tagged Bumblebee's leg, the unforgiving gravel aggravated the circuitry now exposed by the puncture wounds.
As Bumblebee got up, his hand returned to blaster mode. He fired a few blasts at the ever-ascending Predacon.
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