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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 28, 2007 16:22:38 GMT -5
Bumblebee was already quite weakened when Demolishor entered the fray. When Demolishor fell, Bumblebee hit the ground first, the gigantic mass of the Decepticon falling on top of him, reminding him of all the internal damage he'd taken already.
Bumblebee lacked the strength to lift him off, and couldn't transform to drive away. However, he had enough room to raise a knee sharply into his opponent.
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Post by Wedge on Jul 28, 2007 17:31:53 GMT -5
A sharp pain runs through his chest when he makes rough contact with the Decepticon. The gash running across his cab warps under the sudden impact. So this time, luck isn't on Wedge's side as his blow ends up toppling the Decepticon with captive still in hand. The bigger they are, the harder they fall, so Wedge can't help but wince for the Autobot trapped beneath the big lug.
Quickly, he slides down to the downed pair and makes to shove the large Decepticon off of his fellow bot. "Hnn, no better than a big bully," Wedge grunts reaching down.
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Post by Demolishor on Jul 29, 2007 13:32:05 GMT -5
Demolishor rocked back and forth, also trying to get up without letting go of his prisoner. Screw them for leaving him behind like this. He could feel Bumblebee struggling underneath him, but paid little attention to it. He wasn't as strong as a few of the other Decepticons, but he was built...well, like a tank.
"Back off!" He swung his shoulder, trying to knock the Autobot away with his spikes. "Back off or I blast his spark to bits!"
Technically Demolishor couldn't fire unless his fingers were straight and locked in place. But the Autobot didn't need to know that, did he?
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 29, 2007 14:04:47 GMT -5
Bumblebee didn't realize either. He figured there was some kind of laser from that funny-looking optic of his. Either way, this isn't a place he really wants to be. Bumblebee lacked the strength to break free, but perhaps he had the velocity. With no small effort, the beaten-up robot turned into an even more beaten-up car. Revving quickly, he reversed, breaking free of Demolishor's grip. After that, he drove forward quickly, trying to ram Demolishor in the face before clearing the way for Wedge.
OOC: Breaking free done so with prior OOC arrangement.
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Post by Wedge on Jul 29, 2007 16:42:08 GMT -5
Wedge backs slowly away, mind racing as he tries to come up with possibilities of what to do with the large Decepticon. Looks like he doesn't have to make that decision though as Bumblebee breaks free. In that instant, Wedge pulls out Synapse's blaster and attempts to take a bead on Demolisher, waiting until Bumblebee finishes his own run.
Just as he's about to fire, light washes through everything, highlighting and casting sharp shadows. Optics widen in shock and he shoots, the bolt probably going as wide as Demolisher is.
// W-wha?! Frag! //
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Post by Demolishor on Jul 30, 2007 10:53:43 GMT -5
Demolishor was knocked over onto his side as Bumblebee squirted out of his grip. He made a grab for the Autobot as it rammed him, only to be distracted by the second set of tires squealing over his optics and leaving a fine trail of dust over his field of vision.
Demolishor hated yellow cars. They were all the same and they all seemed to be fond of running over his face.
"Stupid Auto--buh?" He sat up in time to see the grand light show coming from the power station.
Perhaps someone had found a Mini-Con, Demolishor pondered. But no, Mini-Con plot device beams usually went straight up, this one seemed to spread out across the planet. Freaky.
He had a faint notion of Wedge shooting at him, but the strange beams seemed far more important. When confronted with odd alien devices, it was always best to freeze and stare for a few minutes while someone more intelligent figured out what to do with them.
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 30, 2007 16:35:52 GMT -5
Bumblebee noticed the energy wash over the area, but decided that it is something for those more technically-minded to worry about. It doesn't quite resemble the energy pattern of the All Spark, so it's not his issue. If they have to be worried, someone would radio him soon enough.
As it is, Bumblebee took advantage of the dumbstruck Demolishor. Transforming, his yellow battle-mask slid down as his hand turned into a blaster. He fired a few shots at Demolishor, aiming for any damaged or exposed areas he might have with expert precision.
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Post by Wedge on Jul 30, 2007 19:53:49 GMT -5
Okay, focus! Focus! Wedge tears his attention away from the strange light and back towards what looks to be a very distracted Decepticon. Wedge can hear something shifting and changing besides him and grins appreciatively for a split-second at the blaster the yellow bot's arm morphed into. Nifty! Quickly he redirects his attention and aim at Demolisher and adds his own shots towards those of Bumblebee's at the Decepticon.
He doesn't need to hit anything vital...he just needs to hit something.
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Post by Demolishor on Jul 30, 2007 23:52:31 GMT -5
Demolishor had been lucky up to this point, no more than a few dings and dents. But lying on his front exposed the vulnerable gap between his chest and pelvic regions, and a few good shots from the two Autobots were enough to make him curl up with his arm across his vulnerable parts.
"Lay off, Autobozos!"
His other hand snapped out and started firing, and once more he longed for the soothing rush of Black Out's power surging through his arm and into his guns. All he had now was what power he could direct to his left-hand finger guns as he tried to get to his feet and transform properly. He'd be much more secure that way.
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 31, 2007 4:34:01 GMT -5
Bumblebee leaped out of the way of the blaster fire before tumbling, righting himself and returning fire again. This orange Autobot that is helping him out is certainly a help. Bumblebee gestured at his new friend to circle around as he side-stepped in the opposite direction. He wanted Wedge to stand so that between the two of them was their Decepticon friend. Bumblebee reloaded his missiles for a second assault.
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Post by Wedge on Jul 31, 2007 11:37:30 GMT -5
Wedge winced at his own short miss at Demolisher. What's wrong with him? Why can't he hit anything?! His thoughts aren't allowed to dwell on his shooting as he skids to the side to try and avoid Demolisher's fire.
Catching Bumblebee's signal, for a moment Wedge nearly misinterprets and tries to follow the yellow bot. It's a split second later that he realizes what Bumblebee means and grin appears over Wedge's face. Right, pin the Decepticon between the two of them. Wedge dashes to his position and primes Synapse's blaster. After feeling its results first hand once, he's quite eager to have it hit a right target now. This time, the Decepticon's should be the one quite helplessly frozen on the ground. He hopes.
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Post by Demolishor on Jul 31, 2007 16:34:33 GMT -5
A few sparks flew from under Demolishor's chest as one of Bumblebee's shots hit home. Not his day, not his battle. Time to bug out and get to someplace a bit more secure.
Demolishor started running between them, transforming into his better-armored tank mode. The damage to his underbelly slowed him down, leaving him vulnerable and half-transformed for a few moments longer than normal--enough time for one or both Autobots to get in a shot to his delicate bits.
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Post by Bumblebee on Jul 31, 2007 17:08:04 GMT -5
Bumblebee's a pretty good shot, couple that with Demolishor's general clumsy demeanour and you've got a pretty easy-mark. However, he's a big guy and build like a brick outhouse, so Bumblebee is giving it his all to make sure that he does his best to take out the tank.
When Demolishor transformed, both of Bumblebee's missiles detached and fired. The exposed areas aren't so exposed anymore, so this time he aimed at one of his main cannons, with the intent of making it as inaccurate as possible.
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Post by Wedge on Jul 31, 2007 17:36:39 GMT -5
There! Now's his chance. Wedge quickly aims Demolisher's center. He may not be the best shot in the world, add that with the unfamiliar feel of not-his-gun and that makes things just a bit harder. But it'd be hard to miss this big lug now. If Demolisher ends up dodging, he hopes that Bumblebee's reflexes are fast enough.
Fire in the hole!
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Post by Demolishor on Jul 31, 2007 23:14:38 GMT -5
One of Bumblebee's shots took a chunk out of his left front turret, not irreparable but not helpful either. Both Autobots were closing in on him now and if he turned to run they'd shoot him in the back and then catch up with him. His armor could hold out for a while, but not forever.
Something in the back of Demolishor's mind, beyond the reach of logic and reality-related sense, said 'Flee', and by reflex Demolishor responded.
The tank braced himself for a few moments, activating his warp in preparation for what would normally be a humiliating but relaxing trip back to the moonbase, the repair chamber, and an on-your-knees lecture from Megatron. The problem was, of course, that the moonbase wasn't there anymore.
Demolishor's image warped, blurred--and got stuck that way.
For about five seconds while his warp circuitry argued as to where their destination was, Demolishor remained immobile and intangiable. He regarded the world with a numb sort of interest, looking with dulled senses at his hazy surroundings and the energy blast that surrounded him and yet left him untouched. This wasn't too bad.
Then the world sharpened again and Demolishor found himself back in the metaphorical frying pan with a pair of violent Autobacons.
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