Blitzwing
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Post by Blitzwing on Jun 20, 2009 6:09:33 GMT -5
With Jetfire off to try and grab Bambi (And hopefully get his face smashed in.) Blitzwing can now turn his attention to getting himself, Duskwing and Mistwind out of here. Then, of course, Springer calls in reinforcements. Blitzwing is unsure of what to think, Needlenose having only moments earlier assured them that there were no other Wreckers on this mudball.
Blitzwing stows his scimitar and draws his rifle, his one hand too damaged to hold it properly, and fires a spread of shots at Springer and the two new arrivals as he lands next to Duskwing. Hopefully he'll be able to throw enough of them off balance to Transform and get them the slag out of here.
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Mistwind
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Licensed flight addict, deepsea diving fan, mech-pilot rookie - Accepts food and play for services.
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Post by Mistwind on Jun 20, 2009 7:24:16 GMT -5
Before the grenade explodes, Mistwind ducks to protect himself from the flying shrapnel. He looks back to the bots, not expecting them to have gone down or something from his weaponry, but the immediate recovering of the Autobot, and the followed up calling for backup is somewhat off the charts. That... was a grenade sneak attack still. Spunky.
Wait.... WAIT!! His net explodes in alarm as more 'Wreckers' appear from, somewhere, where? Orbital jump, ah! He can guess what it is. But, hmm. Keen optics assess the changed situation, then narrow dangerously to metaphorically burn into the Autobot: Mistwind does not buy it, "It's...!" //It's fakery!// He directs his shout over comlink to make sure his words aren't drowned out in the battle... and go only where they need to go, including Blitzwing it seems. //Duskwing!! They warped in less than a second after called, that is way to fast to be real even if they were standing by; coordinates need to be fed to systems and processed, Springer is somehow playing tricks!//
He's not above clueing the warriors in; let's earn some keep. //They aimed right at you, without looking, nor speaking to anyone... how the frag do they know where you are or if they aren't gonna get jumped in the back? They don't aim at me because the Autobot pays no mind to me! All sentient beings would check their environment, especially when teleporting into a zone! Timeframe and behaviour is incorrect!// Keeping himself loosened and alert, Mistwind leaves it to his seeker companions to make with the intel. No, trickery of the mind will not cut it here. Not with him. Come back another day.
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Post by Jetfire (Ani) on Jun 20, 2009 10:47:32 GMT -5
Jetfire touches down briefly only to take off again after Bambi, sticking low to the ground. He throws a look over his shoulder at Springer, wondering if the Wrecker might need assistance, especially with Blitzwing heading in that direction, only to find that he has apparently acquired reinforcements while Jetfire wasn't looking. Huh. Even so, he says to Springer, //Call if you are needing help, Springer!//
Out loud he shouts to Bambi, coming up alongside her but well out of easy smacking range. "Please to wait! I am being here to help you!" Er, at least he thinks so.
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Post by Lynn Deanna Payne on Jun 23, 2009 16:56:24 GMT -5
Bambi thinks about Jetfire. She's seen him on fire, up in the sky. So setting him on fire probably won't do anything.
Nuts.
Fire's her only built-in ranged weapon, though she can pick up rocks and throw them.
Other robots have shown up, she notices over her shoulder? But... they have no scent. Are they real?
Bambi snaps at Jetfire but verbally, "Why? You Autobots no good!" She does keep on running, though that pace of 45 mph isn't anything compared to what more car robots can do.
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Duskwing
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"What the slag happened?"
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Post by Duskwing on Jun 23, 2009 19:31:35 GMT -5
"Scrap!" There's two more. Duskwing feels his fuel pump shudder, the first fluttering of panic. He doesn't have the fuel to run; he's cornered.
//It's fakery!// Mistwind alarms, //Duskwing!! *babble-babble-brook-brook* Springer is somehow playing tricks!//
Mistwind babbles on, details Duskwing is too busy to sort out, but he's gotten the important part--Springer is bluffing. Playing head games with the dumb grunt Decepticon, just like before--
Lurid yellow flames on the orange chassis seem to leap and dance as the red-eyed Prime laughs at the helpless, enraged Seeker held firmly by the other Autobots. His fist slams brutally into Duskwing's cockpit, shattering it and searing him from the inside out--
Duskwing's optics burn redly and he jumps at Springer with a wordless howl of rage. He slams bodily into the green Autobot, trying to bowl him over with sheer momentum; at the moment of contact, Duskwing grabs at Springer's air intake, slamming his fist and fingers as far into them as he can, reaching for engine parts, anything to tear out of the guts of this cursed Autobot.
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Post by Springer on Jun 23, 2009 21:06:08 GMT -5
Springer radios Jetfire back - //It's a bluff. Trying to scare the Seeker into running, though it does not appear to be working. I think I can work it to my advantage, though.// Springer's kinda disappointed. He thought his move was clever! Guess that's why he's paid to shoot stuff and others are paid to do the illusions.
And of course they snapped right to the situation! They're Wreckers! They were assembled ready to kick butt and chew bubblegum. Cybertron does not have a bubblegum industry, however, so they put all their focus into the other.
Either way, "Whirl" and "Roadbuster" are both hit with a few stray shots, and appear to fire back. They don't really, however, as there's only coding for muzzleflashes, and Springer is providing the fire in Blitzwing's general direction before turning to the now-raging Duskwing once more.
Oh, dear. That's not gonna be good.
Springer lets out a hearty "OOF!" as he's hit, bracing his feet as much as he can in the soft earth. The impact nearly causes him to topple over backwards - and it's enough to throw off his concentation, and his comrades flicker out of existance. Springer squirms, scuffling with the Seeker, feeling the groping under his chestplate--
O-kay, that's a bad touch!
Springer works one hand around, and points one pistol at the Seeker's face, his face locked in determination, teeth clenched with harsh optics. "Alright, flyboy. You've got two seconds to cool your jets, back off and get the hell out of dodge before I scatter your brain module all over the grass and dance a victory jig on the pieces."
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Blitzwing
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Post by Blitzwing on Jun 25, 2009 15:57:59 GMT -5
Apparently there's something in the air that's causing Decepticons to fly into all consuming rages. Maybe its allergies to small Dinobots playing up.
Blitzwing doesn't flinch away from the shots fired at him. Mistwind sounded confident when he claimed them to be fakes, and for once Bitzwing actually understood an explanation! Mistwind must be right! He is then rewarded (To his relief) by having those shots fired at him pass right through him.
Other than wait for Duskwing to calm the heck down, Blitzwing can't or won't do anything else. He's not going back to play tug of war for the Dinobot, and He isn't going to jump into a melee with an enraged Duskwing and a Springer who may be fast aproaching that point.
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Jun 26, 2009 15:51:58 GMT -5
For now, the little bot smirks as the two other Wreckers flicker out of existance. Green guy has toys! Mistwind looks on with renewed interest as Duskwing lunges himself back at Springer, and is drawn into a deadlock.
He settles to watch how this will play out.
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Post by Jetfire (Ani) on Jun 26, 2009 16:13:16 GMT -5
Jetfire frowns at Bambi, easily keeping pace with her in the air. "Autobots are not no good! Autobots are- Ow!"
Flinching, he falls back slightly and cradles his injured side. Looks like he's leaking a little oil, too. Pressing a hand against the wound, he boosts back up next to Bambi and continues speaking, "Autobots are good! Is Decepticons who are being bad!"
He glances back a bit worriedly at Springer, not liking how far away he's getting from the fighting and his fellow Autobot. But the Wrecker has yet to ask for help.
//Alright, Springer// he says, resisting the compulsion to add 'sir'.
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Post by Lynn Deanna Payne on Jun 28, 2009 10:52:12 GMT -5
Bambi considers the fight behind her. It's not her fight. That's what she keeps telling herself. It gets harder to tell herself that, though.
She'd like to punch that khaki jet in the face, she thinks. Maybe stomp on his head.
The orange Autobot is injured rather badly, isn't he? But such is war. He looks so young! So fresh-faced - and what's that accent he has? Romanian?
She tries to deter him, "If you Autobot so good, you Autobot go help friend. It look like him need it."
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Duskwing
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Post by Duskwing on Jun 28, 2009 12:29:16 GMT -5
Smart-aft Auto-chopper is pointing a gun at Duskwing and threatening to shoot him in the head?
--yellow Autobot grinning with pleasure as he slammed the side of his massive armgun down on Duskwing's head again and again and again and again and...
The unreasoning rage that still has a grip on Duskwing rises up and turns poor judgment into non-existent judgment. "SHUT UP! You run your yap just like that Clown Prime of yours! SHUT THE SLAG UP!"
Duskwing slams his black, armored head-cowl into Springer's face with a hideous crunch.
--- Headbutting Springer by approval of player
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Post by Springer on Jun 28, 2009 17:29:15 GMT -5
"I got a gun in your face, Decepticon, you're in no place to dema--AUGH!"
Alas, with one fell swoop, Springer's modeling career is delayed until he can see a doctor, as his face is impacted, collapsing his nose and giving a nice pile of dents in his cheeks. He groans painfully, but keeps his grip on the Seeker.
"I warned you, but no, you had to go and headbutt the Wrecker! I'll show you how smart that was!" With that, Springer plugs his pistol into Duskwing's right optic, and without a moment's hesitation, pulls the trigger. The blast comes out rather messily from the back of his head, blowing a hole clean through...
Yet the jet still functions. Springer is befuddled, looking into the hole. "...no brain module. That explains a lot." He shrugs, pointing the gun at the seeker again. "In that case, I'd advise you leave before I blow out your other eye and you have to put your little grenade tossing friend on a leash to guide you around!"
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OOC: Headshot of Duskwing done with player permission.
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Blitzwing
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Post by Blitzwing on Jul 1, 2009 4:55:01 GMT -5
Well slag, that can't be good. Duskwing is either going down for the count or Blitzwing is going to grow some respect for the mech, if he can keep fighting after that. Either way, Blitzwing lands behind the staggering Duskwing and catches him with his one arm, steadying him so that he doesn't fall over while also mildly but firmly stopping Duskwing from launching himself back at Springer, this nonsense has gone on for long enough.
In his other hand he has he's holding the cube of Energon he brought for Duskwing. What he needs is a high explosive with which to threaten Springer, what he has is a cube of Energon, so he'll have to improvise.
"Springer, either you let us go now or I'll detonate this Energon bomb and blow us all up! And probably quite a bit of the surrounding area! And I mean it!" Blitzwing shouts, louder than needed and trying to put some crazy in his voice He Springer to buy it, or the best he's going to make on his threat is splash energon in Springer's eyes.
//Mistwind, get over here. Were leaving.//
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Mistwind
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Post by Mistwind on Jul 1, 2009 18:11:11 GMT -5
"Gyah!" Mistwind involuntarily conveys emotion as Springer shoots Duskwing through his head. Shoots him through the HEAD!
Then things go fast as Blitzwing catches/restraints Duskwing. Is... is he dead? Mistwind's comlink crackles; //Mistwind, get over here. We're leaving.//
What? No! He doesn't want to get closer to that Autobot creep! But... but... Decepticon command! Aargh! Bowing his head in submission, Mistwind hides himself behind Blitzwing. //Y-yes Sir, I'm behind you, Sir//
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Post by Jetfire (Ani) on Jul 1, 2009 20:58:43 GMT -5
"I- but-" Jetfire glances between Bambi and the somewhat distance battle. "He is not asking for help! I checked!"
Still, the young Autobot is torn, stopping his flight to stare solemnly back at Springer and the Decepticons. It makes sense for him not to go back, yes? He was told to try and retrieve Bambi, and Springer really is not requesting his assistance, which probably means he is holding his own just fine. Besides, he would not be much use in a fight now. The wound in his side would make hand-to-hand combat difficult and painful, and he... he would be hard-pressed to use his flamethrowers to great effect right now.
But are those just excuses? Is he being a coward, not to go fight? He is no coward! He should go back and help his fellow Autobot defeat the Decepticons! Though there does not seem to be much fighting going on at the moment. Perhaps Springer has things handled and his butting in would just make things worse.
Jetfire groans, and looks back to Bambi. Things were so much easier back home. There Sentinel Prime would just order him to do something and he and Jetstorm would do it!
Frowning, he looks at the ground where a small but growing puddle has formed from the slow drip of oil from between his fingers. He sinks down from his low hover until his feet touch the ground, swaying slightly, and mumbles: "I do not feel very well."
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