Bluestreak
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Silence is golden, but the motormouth is silver...
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Post by Bluestreak on May 12, 2008 0:32:14 GMT -5
"Hey - ow - ow - slag! - ow!" yelps Bluestreak, doing a funny hopping run toward the cover of a building, favoring his wounded leg. Missiles impact all around him, a few landing close enough to add new dark blotches to his paint but not doing much more damage.
"Geez, some people can't take a little criticism," Bluestreak noted, and fired his rifle again.
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Post by Injector on May 12, 2008 18:11:07 GMT -5
Indeed, Injector's head is hard to miss, even as he dives away. Arcee's blast neatly removes one of his rear spines, along with a chunk of metal. Of course, much of that massive head isn't actually vital systems, and while Injector's circuts scream in pain, he isn't horribly hindered.
Injecor swears at his useless arm as he swings around to escape Bluestreak's shot, mostly. He catches the shot on the already-damaged arm, blasting away another section. While the control circuts were severed, the pain circuts were not.
"Slag..." Injector toggles his stinger back to poison, pauses as long as he dares, and fires a missile at Arcee. If he can get a direct hit, she'll hopefully at least be hindered. He's uncertain how his poison will affect these larger foes. Turning back to Bluestreak, he lowers his head, flips up his spines, and charges, weaving back and forth to be a harder target. On the way, he tosses a quick message to Decepticon broadband.
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Arcee
Minor
Token Girl-Bot
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Post by Arcee on May 12, 2008 22:45:45 GMT -5
BLAM![/b]
The missile explodes when it makes a direct hit with Arcee, crashing into her chest. "Aaargh!"
"Oh... that hurt..."
So much so that she doesn't return fire.
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Bluestreak
Rookie
Silence is golden, but the motormouth is silver...
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Post by Bluestreak on May 13, 2008 0:35:29 GMT -5
"ARCEE!" Bluestreak's optics flare in terror and anger, and his fists clench around his rifle. He may not like combat ninety-nine percent of the time, but even he has his limits. And seeing his friends hurt or in trouble... that's one of them.
He can't get a bead on Injector while he's weaving all over the place, so he goes for an unconventional attack -- he flips his rifle around so he's holding it by the barrel, draws it back, and swings it baseball-bat style at Injector.
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Post by Injector on May 13, 2008 22:09:17 GMT -5
Injector does something unconventional of his own. Instead of trying to dodge, he drives his gun/stinger directly foreward, piercing into the swinging gun*. Letting Bluestreak's blow carry him, he flips up. Releasing his weapon, he turns over, taking minimal damage and ending in a perfect position to thrust his thrusting spines at whatever part of Bluestreak is nearest. Said spines, it should be noted, carry a paralyzing poison; how well this would work on the rather larger 'bot is uncertain.
*Injector's stinger should be small enough for this to work.
OOC: Gun-stabbing done with permission
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Arcee
Minor
Token Girl-Bot
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Post by Arcee on May 13, 2008 22:32:51 GMT -5
Arcee, meanwhile, slips into blissful unconsciousness, still bleeding out fluids onto the ground.
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Bluestreak
Rookie
Silence is golden, but the motormouth is silver...
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Post by Bluestreak on May 13, 2008 22:53:20 GMT -5
Bluestreak tries to dodge, but he catches a spine straight in the face, the spike piercing the metal of his cheek and driving straight down to the jaw joint. With a yelp he bats at the Predacon, trying to swat him away.
The venom takes some effect right away, and his mouth hangs slackly open despite all his efforts to close it. "Aw, schraggid," he curses, then scowls as his speech comes out garbled. Well, there's one way to shut Bluestreak up -- throw a Predacon in his face.
He tries to swat Injector away and, if he's successful at that, he fires again with his rifle.
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Post by Injector on May 14, 2008 17:59:17 GMT -5
Only one foe left! How excellent.
Injector takes the swat and is tossed to the side. But, that's not enough to do more than crack parts of him. His working wing flaps, making his fall erratic. Bluestreak manages to take off most of an insect leg --back kibble-- and tear a chunk out of his back. Sparks fly as he summons up his laser from subspace, stinger stuck still in the Autobot's gun. He opens fire while making a dash for cover, so his shots may go wide.
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Bluestreak
Rookie
Silence is golden, but the motormouth is silver...
Posts: 213
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Post by Bluestreak on May 14, 2008 21:40:59 GMT -5
The shots do indeed go wide, and Bluestreak manages to sprint over to Arcee and check her. Thank Sigma she's still functioning.
Then Xaaron makes his call over the radio, and something in him balks at the order. He's not leaving Arcee until pickup comes! And he tells Xaaron so.
Then he does something incredibly stupid -- he goes onto the general band and begins to rant, standing guard over Arcee's body all the while just in case the ugly thing comes back for another go or another Decepticon or evil Autobot arrives.
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Post by Injector on May 14, 2008 21:47:49 GMT -5
"Hey, Autobot!" Injector yells from his cover. "I've got an offer for you. Pull my stinger out of your weapon and toss it back, and I'll cease fire."
He doesn't want to have to fabricate up a new stinger, and he doesn't know if he can take down Bluestreak without it. His laser rifle doesn't back that high a punch.
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Bluestreak
Rookie
Silence is golden, but the motormouth is silver...
Posts: 213
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Post by Bluestreak on May 14, 2008 21:59:42 GMT -5
Bluestreak takes a moment to reply -- he's still burning with embarassment from his goof over the radio. He yanks the stinger out of his gun, then turns in the direction of the Predacon's voice.
"Yeah, and how do I know you won't turn around and stab me again the minute you have this back?" he demands. "How am I supposed to trust you?"
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Post by Injector on May 14, 2008 22:02:36 GMT -5
Injector sets his not-stinger gun back into subspace. He then uses his now-free hand to lift up his other arm.
"I'm down an arm, amongst other parts. That means I can't fly, means I can't cover ground fast enough. For all I know, you have reinforcements on the way. It would be foolish of me to try anything. We both need repairs, but I wager I have an advantage, here. After all, I don't have an easy target I don't want to see perish."
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Bluestreak
Rookie
Silence is golden, but the motormouth is silver...
Posts: 213
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Post by Bluestreak on May 14, 2008 22:20:41 GMT -5
Bluestreak looks down at the stinger in his hand, then back in the direction of the Predacon, then toward Arcee. Then back to the Predacon.
Finally, he lobs the stinger in the Predacon's direction, then snaps his rifle up and keeps it trained on the area. "No sudden movements, buddy."
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Post by Injector on May 14, 2008 22:36:08 GMT -5
Injector graps his precious, beautiful weapon out of the air. He keeps it ready, but not pointed towards the Autobot.
"Oh, of course not. Such movements would not be wise. Certainly, I could pull off a shot. But you could easily blast down this barricade of rubble and then me. Perhaps I could take your lady friend out, maybe even deal significant damage to you... But I value my life more than that. Neither of us has anything to gain from opening fire, here. If you shoot, I can pull a missile before I fall. If I shoot, you can hit me before you -- or the lady-- falls. It is a stalemate."
He also sends a quick message to 'con broadband.
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Bluestreak
Rookie
Silence is golden, but the motormouth is silver...
Posts: 213
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Post by Bluestreak on May 15, 2008 23:13:33 GMT -5
Holding his rifle as best he can one-handed and keeping it pointed in Injector's direction, Bluestreak bends down and slips his other arm under Arcee's body. It takes a bit of work, but he finally manages to get Arcee slung over one shoulder, folding one doorwing down as best he can to accomodate her.
Once Arcee is settled he backs up several paces, gun still pointed in the general direction of the Predacon. Then he turns and runs, doing his best not to jostle Arcee too much.
Picking up and carrying Arcee done with player permission.
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