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Post by Shrapnel on Sept 13, 2007 19:05:19 GMT -5
Fire!
The bullets from Thundercracker's incendiary rifle ignite on impact, hungry orange flames splashing across Shrapnel and the area around him. The Insecticon shrieks and launches himself skyward, conveniently avoiding Starscream's null rays in his haste to get away from the burning.
He lifts his grenade-launcher and fires at the cluster of Decepticons still on the ground. The grenade explodes into a thousand, thousand pieces of razor-sharp shrapnel but none of these hit the Decepticons down below.
Oh no. Not when Shrapnel can still generate clones.
In the confusion of the mass of Insecticon clones (all three Insecticons, at that), Shrapnel attempts to make his escape.
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OOC: In MUSH terms, Shrapnel is attempting to +retreat. I declare that he's open to fire from Starscream. Everyone else has clones to deal with. Oh, and Dead End is no longer under control.
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Post by Hook on Sept 13, 2007 19:09:13 GMT -5
!!!
For a long moment, Hook simply loses the power of incoherent speech as Demolishor runs off with him. Thus the tank is spared momentarily.
Hook recovers quickly, however, and if anyone had ever doubted his ability to scream invective, they have been cured of such doubts.
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Dead End
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Post by Dead End on Sept 13, 2007 21:00:55 GMT -5
"Oh, bother!" For Dead End, that's cursing. Little wonder; he's surrounded by an assortment of Bombshells, Shrapnels and Kickbacks. Rifle in hand, down on one knee, the Stunticon begins to methodically blast any Insecticon next to him, followed by any between him and the rest of the Decepticons--Bombshells first.
Dead End doesn't know if the clone Bombshells can use cerebro-shells or not, but he isn't taking any chances. Shrapnel controlling him was bad enough.
The concussion blasts of super-pressure air hit the clones like 20-ton hammers, crushing them into scrap. Dead End's fire is methodical; he's not going to carelessly smash an ally if he can possibly help it. Once the way is clear, he'll limp over to the rest of them.
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Post by Thundercracker on Sept 13, 2007 22:12:52 GMT -5
"Frack it," snaps Thundercracker, stepping back involuntarily at the sudden swarm of Insecticon clones. He's forgotten about this little talent of Shrapnel's. He pumps his rifle again, spraying fire into the midst of the Shrapnel-Bombshell-Kickback knockoffs, hoping to create a significant gap in their ranks before they can reach him.
"'Storm, how you hangin' in there?" he asks of his passenger.
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Starscream
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strangely enough, male.
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Post by Starscream on Sept 14, 2007 0:37:02 GMT -5
Starscream fired another null-ray blast at Shrapnel, but between Shrapnel and his many friends, the blast didn't connect.
What the smelt just happened here? Starscream hoped Skyfire didn't notice this when he--
--Skyfire!
The others would make short work of this, he knew. "Hook, I am needed else where. Take care of the rest of this, and with any luck I will have another to aid in the repairs soon." And with that, Starscream leaped up and transformed, heading off towards the arrival point.
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She lay back on the ground and let the soft earth envelope her body.
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Sept 14, 2007 0:47:26 GMT -5
"Where did these things come from!?" Blackarachnia sputtered, drawing her blaster to quickly blast one of the clones in the head, before loading a missile into the blaster and starting to sidle along.
"Hnn, at least they're dropping easily enough.."
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Sept 14, 2007 13:29:40 GMT -5
How was Jetstorm hanging in there? Well, if the term ‘hanging’ means digging your claws into Thundercracker’s armor as tight as they would go while wildly firing at the clones that were attempting to jump up at him... Then Jetstorm was indeed hanging in there.
“I don’t know if I’m hallucinating or not, but this seems real enough... Then again all hallucinations seem real enough sometimes...” Jetstorm trailed off as he clung to Thundercracker. “They’re bigger than me, and yet I can still at least shoot ‘em away from your head and myself. Sometimes hallucinations aren’t this nice to me!”
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Post by Demolishor on Sept 14, 2007 16:31:39 GMT -5
Demolishor keeps holding Hook close to his chest, trying to ignore the ungratefulness being heaped upon him.
"Hey, I'm keeping you safe. Keep it down!"
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Post by Hook on Sept 16, 2007 20:28:16 GMT -5
OOC: Shrapnel has scamperfoomed by now, and he'll appear in a new thread in the near-future for Spinister to chase. Because Spinister so wants to chase a crazy bug that he thinks is one of the Ten Deadliest Killers and second-in-command of the Decepticons under Straxus (i.e. all of the ones on Cybertron before Straxus went and switched with Megatron).
The Marvel comics rocked. Just so you know.
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The roar of a high-speed pass by Skyfire silences Hook's tirade. He turns his head to watch the white shuttle pass by, a frown twisting his mouth. Another scientist, if he remembered the files correctly, though of what sort of specialties, he had no idea. Perhaps this one will be as much of a boon to him as Needlenose has been.
Perhaps he'll have to let Skyfire die on the operating table one day. It's hard to say from this vantage point. Seeing as he has been flung over Demolishor's shoulder and all.
"Set me down this instant, you low clock-speed lummox! I have work to be doing!"
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Post by Dead End on Sept 16, 2007 20:55:51 GMT -5
Enough clones are out of the way that Dead End limps over toward Demolishor and Hook, dragging his smashed leg.
"Demolishor, Hook should be safe enough now. Good job keeping our primary engineer unharmed." Dead End turns and looks straight at Hook, visor to visor, as he emphasizes pointedly. Then he shifts his visored gaze back to Demolishor's face.
"Release him and indulge yourself with cleaning up the clones--those are the black and purple bug drones. They need to be scrapped." Dead End leans heavily against the nearest wall.
"Hook, I fear I've let myself get damaged badly enough to impair transformation."
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Post by Thundercracker on Sept 16, 2007 22:38:34 GMT -5
Thundercracker continues to mow down the oncoming Insecticon clones -- which thankfully have been thinned down to manageable numbers by now. He hears Skyfire tear through the sky overhead but opts not to join the welcome party -- his memories of the scientist aren't exactly the best...
"Dead End, you need a hand out of here?"
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Post by Blackarachnia (BW) on Sept 16, 2007 22:58:48 GMT -5
"I thought the green one was our second in command.." Blackarachnia muttered out loud. Hopefully it was drowned out over the sound of another pair of insecticlones being oblitterated by her missile being blasted, but you never know. Besides, couldn't the big guy do more smashing if he had both hands free?
At the sound of Skyfire roaring overhead, she wondered what they would have to deal with now. No time to worry about that, though. Blackarachnia said "Beast mode," as she pounced at a nearby wall, reconfiguring into a Black Widow once more. She began to climb up the wall, hoping to gain some upper ground over these Insecticlones.
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Post by Jetstorm (BM) on Sept 16, 2007 23:44:56 GMT -5
Sitting back and watching isn't that bad after all. Every once in a while, shoot at things trying to get his big buddy's head, but over all, lean back and relax. All's well! Jetstorm almost reclines back against Thundercracker's head, finding things relatively calm despite the battle raging around him. The sounds of gunfire are almost music to his sensors.
An optic spies a flash of orange gold metal off to the side, which makes Jetstorm lazily turn his head, and stare at the... Spider... On the wall. He sits up straight, bolt up right and then immediately goes to diving behind the other side of Thundercracker's head and grabs the larger Seeker by the side of his vent and hisses in a very low voice, "It's bad enough there are bug bots all around us but there's a Maximal here too! That thing's more annoying than it looks, despite its size!"
From all he can tell, it's just a spider whose body looks like a dot from his position, and it has very long legs. The general form of a spider is recognized as Maximal form and Jetstorm is on edge. His optics narrow as he glances backwards, and then back at the 'Maximal'. Half of him wants to open fire, and the other half wants to just run away as the past has followed him here.
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Post by Demolishor on Sept 17, 2007 13:55:22 GMT -5
Demolishor sets Hook down ever so lightly, resisting the urge to pat him gently on the head. "Yes, sir!" he responds proudly to Dead End in his best 'commander loves me most, so nyeh' voice.
The tank now turns his attention to the swarm of insects. No friendlies in the way, nothing at risk of exploding...hey, perfect target practice. He lowers his turrets and starts shooting the afternoon away.
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Post by Hook on Sept 17, 2007 17:16:03 GMT -5
Hook's visor brightens a level then dims three at Dead End's words. Perhaps the Stunticon should let someone else do his difficult maintenance right now.
[Private to Dead End]: //If you desire repairs, we will need to step away from the firefight.//
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And if Dead End agrees, he and Hook can wander off to a new thread.
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