Brawl
Rookie
somethingcidal
Heavy Metal Accident
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Post by Brawl on Feb 10, 2012 14:34:44 GMT -5
OOC: Skipping Jetfire by request/due to time-out.
Brawl lands not nearly as directly on top of Sentinel Prime as he would like, but quickly picks himself up, drawing his electron gun on the Autobot and hesitating as she draws an identical one on him. He staggers backward under the hail of fire, throwing an arm up to shield his face and torso. This means most of the damage winds up on his tank treads, which end up hanging from his arm in ragged shreds.
//She stole my guns!// is his only reply when Onslaught asks for a damage report.
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Optimus Prime
Minor
Caution: Hero makes wide right turns.
Posts: 385
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 10, 2012 14:52:58 GMT -5
Optimus is psyching himself up to execute Blast Off. The space shuttle is an enemy combatant, and besides, he's almost certain that creating battle-zombies violates some war crime law or other. He's just going to do it quick, chop the head off with his axe, rotor blade through the- not spark. He has a laser core or something, right? Which is probably in his chest, somewhere. Okay, maybe it won't be quick, but it won't be for lack of trying. It's not Optimus's fault that humanely killing Transformers is hard in certain realities.
There's a roar, a great cracking of stone, a rushing of air and Optimus spins around, bringing his axe up to slice the flying column cleanly in two. "I've spent more stellar cycles than I care to count breaking rocks with my axe, Decepticon."
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Post by Vortex/Valerie Wei-Li-Zhao on Feb 10, 2012 22:34:42 GMT -5
Wow, Ons was pissed. Also, Override was distracted by him.
Vortex unsubspaces his glue gun and aims at one of her back wheels, snapping off a shot.
//I can walk. Can’t promise anythin’ else though,// he groans, pushing himself to his feet and backing away, lining up a shot at Optimus’ knee to gum up his joint. If he missed Override, he definitely didn’t want to be lying down to deal with the outcome.
He can hear the sirens in the distance; they’d come at a relatively deserted time but there was only so much history destroying carnage that can happen before fighting giant robots caught some attention. A bit more cautiously he adds, //I think we’ve had our fun, sir. Let’s ditch this place ‘n leave the ‘Bots t’ deal with the fall out.//
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 10, 2012 22:59:13 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime, now that she's as strong as Brawl and in the same armor class as him, decides that what she wants to do in close the fight back to melee range. She's really more comfortable punching a con senseless than she is shooting him, which is screwed up, but there is it.
Lacking an arm makes life difficult, though, and Brawl has just managed to blow out one of her optics, tanking her depth perception.
"Slag you, you half-clocked reject!" Sentinel Prime howls. She tries to close the distance, put the muzzle of the gun to Brawl's abdomen, under his arms, and fire.
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Override
Minor
The Chancellor, Her Noble Potency, Empress Override. The Glorious Victor over Everyone Else On the Track
Shut up and drive
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Post by Override on Feb 11, 2012 18:04:54 GMT -5
Override goes chasing after Onslaught, but her attempt is hindered by two things: 1) Onslaught has used the dust-cover to make it out of view and 2) Vortex had gummed up her back tire with his glue.
The shot hits her back right tire, sticking it to the ground. She quickly transforms, but this means she's got a shoulder stuck to the ground instead of a tire, a poor position for combat. From this angle, there aren't too many she can see, but she manages to just catch sight of the helicopter-former trying to back away. She switches her gun to her left hand and twists as much as she can to fire at Vortex.
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Post by Onslaught/Octavian Comstock on Feb 14, 2012 19:44:53 GMT -5
Onslaught evaluates the situation. It pains him to admit that Vortex is right. If Blast Off wasn't offline, and if they had Swindle here...But they do not. He will have his vengeance later. //Enough fun for today. Combaticons, retreat! Vortex, if you are able, retrieve Blast Off!//
"You can chop rocks! Impressive, Optimus! Truly, you belong in the pantheon of Optimii." Onslaught climbs out of the hole, keeping his gaze fixed on the boy Prime, while inching towards the fallen Blast Off. One hand is hidden behind his back. "That reminds me. I know a few things about mining myself! Allow me to demonstrate my specialty!" Then, the hidden hand whips forward, revealing...
A detonator.
"Explosives!"
His thumb moves to press the button. Ready to detonate the bombs that lay buried in the arena sand and the dark corners of the ruin.
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Blast Off
Rookie
I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite.
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Post by Blast Off on Feb 15, 2012 20:09:04 GMT -5
Trying to free himself would work better if his self repair systems were working, but they aren't. Life would be better if the other G2 Combaticons were here, too, but they aren't. While Blast Off is at it, he would like a pony, too, to be named Maplehoof and brushed and shown off at snobby pony shows.
He finally manages to reroute his power just so to generate enough force that he transforms. When Onslaught reveals his cunning plan to make everything explode, Blast Off decides that there is only one good thing for him to do at the moment: stagger away in the briskest walk that he can manage.
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Brawl
Rookie
somethingcidal
Heavy Metal Accident
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Post by Brawl on Feb 15, 2012 20:22:57 GMT -5
That is some cold, Bayverse slag right there, Sentinel Prime. Brawl ends up with a ragged hole in his stomach, with sparking internal components showing through. He puts his free hand over it, looking incredulously at Sentinel. "Cheater!" he accuses.
//Yes, sir. Had enough of this scrap,// he transmits back to Onslaught, attempting to kick Sentinel in the face as he rises into the air.
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Optimus Prime
Minor
Caution: Hero makes wide right turns.
Posts: 385
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Post by Optimus Prime on Feb 15, 2012 20:28:16 GMT -5
Optimus is not entirely sure how to reply to Onslaught's latest quip. It was a pretty solid burn. All thoughts of verbal retaliation are banished, however, when the Combaticon leader produces another remote from behind his back.
"No more tricks!" he cries, shooting out a grappler to grab the remote.
//Autobots, fall back! Roll! JETFIRE, ON YOUR FEET NOW, SOLDIER!//
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Post by Jetfire (Ani) on Feb 15, 2012 21:42:06 GMT -5
Jetfire jolts at the loud command from Optimus, shooting to his feet despite the creak of foreign metal in his knee joints. His legs are in better shape than his arms, though, and his rockets are good to go.
//Sir, yes, sir!// He attempts a compulsive salute, but his shoulder won't raise higher than chest level. Without further notice, Jetfire blasts into the air to fall back.
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Post by Vortex/Valerie Wei-Li-Zhao on Feb 17, 2012 9:44:31 GMT -5
Vortex yelps and dances as Override’s shot scatter the sand at his feet. He doesn’t stick around to see if more would come though, quickly half running half limping away from the stadium after Blast Off as ordered.
“Hey, guess who’s baby sittin’ ya!” the heli grins as he catches up with the shuttle, offering an arm and a shoulder to help the other stagger along slightly faster. He tries to reboot his lifters, but no luck so far. Guess they’re limping back to the space bridge gate then!
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Feb 17, 2012 11:52:14 GMT -5
Sentinel Prime is inherently a pretty unpleasant person. Brawl ought to be glad that he was shot in the front as opposed to stabbed in the back. His kick crumples in her face and sends her sprawling in the dirt. She spits out some dirt and hydraulic fluid, but despite that, she heckles, "Don't like the taste of your own medicine, do you, Decepticon?" She groans when Onslaught announces the explosives. Just when she thought this day could not get any worse, it does. Sentinel Prime weakly gets to her feet, Brawl's strength fading out of her download buffer. Roll? That's actually a pretty good idea. She falls back down on one knee and holds her head with her remaining hand, feeling light-headed. - - - OOC: Override has permission to manhandle and/or pose Sentinel as we discussed on AIM.
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Override
Minor
The Chancellor, Her Noble Potency, Empress Override. The Glorious Victor over Everyone Else On the Track
Shut up and drive
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Post by Override on Feb 17, 2012 21:39:13 GMT -5
The problem with 'fall back' is that Override is currently glued to the ground! She transforms again and attempts to turn her tire, rocking back and forth, then revving harder, body creaking dangerously as it tries to turn the stuck tire, then back and forth again, then straight turning...
...and then she's free and surging forward before she swings around, driving towards Sentinel. She springs back into robot mode and snatches up the other Autobot before diving back into vehicle mode.
"Try to hold on with your elbows," she tells Sentinel as she guns it towards the stadium exit. It would be... kind of bad if Sentinel knocks her out while she's trying to run away.
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Post by Onslaught/Octavian Comstock on Feb 17, 2012 21:58:58 GMT -5
The claw latches, and with one good tug the detonator is send flying out of Onslaught's hand. He tries to grasp after it, but the fingers only clasp around thin air. "My detonator! You accursed fiend! How will I set off these charges without it!?"
There is murder in Onslaught's optic band. It is only accentuated by his stance. He is leaning forward, fists clenched, ready to jump and tear at Optimus until nothing is left to tear apart...But then he readjusts, standing straighter. Relaxed. "Oh, perhaps with...THIS!" He pulls out another detonator. This time, there is no delay, and he presses it before leaping into the air, anti-gravs carrying him on the wind.
And the blood stained sand erupts into pillars of fire that consume the stones.
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OOC note: The explosives are not meant to inflict heavy damage. To the Transformers at least. Just a heads up if you want to determine how much it will damage your character, should they be caught by it.
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Blast Off
Rookie
I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite.
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Post by Blast Off on Feb 19, 2012 22:02:46 GMT -5
"I have not the foggiest," Blast Off replies to Vortex's command that he guess the identity of his baby-sitter, having no desire to play Vortex's games.
He just continues staggering as fast as he can, aided by Vortex. Hopefully he staggers fast enough to escape the explosion!
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