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Ammo-Storage
Brawn was quickly moving through the smoke trying to find the slippery Decepticon. He had grabbed a few explosive charges aswell as a laser rifle or two as he moved through the debris he created. Roadbuster did say to take what they could use. He also intentionally stomped on any weapons under-toe.
[Original RPG] End of the Line: Balance Point (Other)
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Sociopathic Autobot
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Corridors, Metrotitan
Still undetected by his fellow Autobots, Seaspray wandered through the various corridors of Metrotitan, oblivious to what was going on.
Eager to find his until recently estranged Autobot comrades, Seapray desperately wanted to shout something on the lines of “Ahoy!” but thanks to the seafaring Autobot's better judgement, Sespray restrained himself from doing so.
Though he was oblivious to the ins and outs of the mission, Seapsray still knew the sheer importance of the situation and certainly didn’t want to compound it by alerting any Decepticons that may be in his proximity and thus endangering himself and his Autobot comrades.
Still undetected by his fellow Autobots, Seaspray wandered through the various corridors of Metrotitan, oblivious to what was going on.
Eager to find his until recently estranged Autobot comrades, Seapray desperately wanted to shout something on the lines of “Ahoy!” but thanks to the seafaring Autobot's better judgement, Sespray restrained himself from doing so.
Though he was oblivious to the ins and outs of the mission, Seapsray still knew the sheer importance of the situation and certainly didn’t want to compound it by alerting any Decepticons that may be in his proximity and thus endangering himself and his Autobot comrades.
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Rollerdash
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Heinrad
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Atrium, Metrotitan:
Roadbuster: -dives to the side, the fragment glancing off his left forearm bracer- "Gonna take more than you got......." -snorts- "What do I call you, anyway? Scourge's little playmate?" -holsters grenade launcher, pulling rapid fire assualt rifle, opens fire, flinging armor piercing explosive shells, ion bolts, and explosive shrapnel at Krunix-
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Ammo Storage, Metrotitan:
Nebulon: -moving forward, staying under cover as best he can, seeing Brawn's feet through the racks, trying to locate Metrodash-
Metrodash listened to the crunching of weapons underfoot, triangulating, aiming the hyper-bazooka, pops up unsteadily on his damaged leg. "GOT YOU!" THe bazooka roared, sending an armor-cracking destructive blast at Brawn, Metrodash staggering and falling from the recoil.
Stepper: -spins, plasma pulse blasters roaring as he charges forward-
Metrodash grunted as one of the plasma bolts slammed into his shoulder as he fell, scrambling away on his hands and knees-
Roadbuster: -dives to the side, the fragment glancing off his left forearm bracer- "Gonna take more than you got......." -snorts- "What do I call you, anyway? Scourge's little playmate?" -holsters grenade launcher, pulling rapid fire assualt rifle, opens fire, flinging armor piercing explosive shells, ion bolts, and explosive shrapnel at Krunix-
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Ammo Storage, Metrotitan:
Nebulon: -moving forward, staying under cover as best he can, seeing Brawn's feet through the racks, trying to locate Metrodash-
Metrodash listened to the crunching of weapons underfoot, triangulating, aiming the hyper-bazooka, pops up unsteadily on his damaged leg. "GOT YOU!" THe bazooka roared, sending an armor-cracking destructive blast at Brawn, Metrodash staggering and falling from the recoil.
Stepper: -spins, plasma pulse blasters roaring as he charges forward-
Metrodash grunted as one of the plasma bolts slammed into his shoulder as he fell, scrambling away on his hands and knees-
ooc: YW Brave. 
Glad to see you back!
--- Time to wrap this up- Bombshell and MFG aren't participating, not enough interaction going on.
Smoke and heat and pain. Trailbreaker felt all three. He had had just a split instant to begin forming a force field after he realized the pod was going to explode... but it wasn't enough time for the energy field to activate. It had shielded him somewhat from the initial force of the explosion, but the power and speed of the blast had ripped through the partial field, severing the protective ions and knocking the Autobot halfway to restarting. A piece of metal paneling had neatly cut through the Autobot's midsection, nearly completely severing torso and abdomen Flammable body fluids spread along the floor, adding explosive fuel possibilities to the blaze. Above and around him, waves of fire rippled along the smoke billows, obscuring everything; while searing, jagged metal shrapnel pressed inward - disfigured and contorted from the explosion and heat.
It was then that he became aware of Bumblebee yelling to him over the radio. He laughed weakly as he grasped around for the escape hatch.
"Primus could hear you."
Alert. Vital systems: 34%.
"Bumblebee... little buddy - get the others away. No arguing."
One the heat hits the fuel tanks, this whole cornfield will be gone.
Glad to see you back! --- Time to wrap this up- Bombshell and MFG aren't participating, not enough interaction going on.
Smoke and heat and pain. Trailbreaker felt all three. He had had just a split instant to begin forming a force field after he realized the pod was going to explode... but it wasn't enough time for the energy field to activate. It had shielded him somewhat from the initial force of the explosion, but the power and speed of the blast had ripped through the partial field, severing the protective ions and knocking the Autobot halfway to restarting. A piece of metal paneling had neatly cut through the Autobot's midsection, nearly completely severing torso and abdomen Flammable body fluids spread along the floor, adding explosive fuel possibilities to the blaze. Above and around him, waves of fire rippled along the smoke billows, obscuring everything; while searing, jagged metal shrapnel pressed inward - disfigured and contorted from the explosion and heat.
It was then that he became aware of Bumblebee yelling to him over the radio. He laughed weakly as he grasped around for the escape hatch.
"Primus could hear you."
Alert. Vital systems: 34%.
"Bumblebee... little buddy - get the others away. No arguing."
One the heat hits the fuel tanks, this whole cornfield will be gone.
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"Yeah, like that's going to happen." Bumblebee said to himself (though also over the comm, which was still open).
He felt Ragnarok's hand try to close around his foot, but a quick hop (and a substantially large foot, hard to completely grab on to) helped to keep the small TF from getting captured. He hap-hazardly fired a few shots towards the Decepticon's hand (they all impacted on the ground) to discourage persuit.
The first thing he did was activate his shell, with a shout of "PRETENDER!". He didn't activate the size compression feature though and kept the face guard up. Fully armoured, he ran towards the pod.
"Autobots!" He shouted over the Comm. "Defensive formation around the pod, Now!"
Leaping up on the side of it, he grabbed the escape hatch and pulled, trying to rip it off.
He felt Ragnarok's hand try to close around his foot, but a quick hop (and a substantially large foot, hard to completely grab on to) helped to keep the small TF from getting captured. He hap-hazardly fired a few shots towards the Decepticon's hand (they all impacted on the ground) to discourage persuit.
The first thing he did was activate his shell, with a shout of "PRETENDER!". He didn't activate the size compression feature though and kept the face guard up. Fully armoured, he ran towards the pod.
"Autobots!" He shouted over the Comm. "Defensive formation around the pod, Now!"
Leaping up on the side of it, he grabbed the escape hatch and pulled, trying to rip it off.
Atrium, Metrotitan
Krunix scowled, but charged forward to dodge the majority of Roadbuster's incoming fire.
"The name's Krunix," he told the Autobot, wincing as an ion bolt hit his thigh and gave him a pins-and-needles feeling as several circuits went offline.
The Decepticon ducked to the side, as if his wounded leg had given out on him. It hadn't, though; he came back up with a Metrodrone's laser rifle in his right hand, and wildly sprayed energy fire at Roadbuster's left side. A quarter-second later, he fired his concussion rifle at a spot to the Autobot's right (where he hoped his enemy would dodge).
"Now tell me...whose spark do I have the honour of banishing to the Pit?"
Krunix scowled, but charged forward to dodge the majority of Roadbuster's incoming fire.
"The name's Krunix," he told the Autobot, wincing as an ion bolt hit his thigh and gave him a pins-and-needles feeling as several circuits went offline.
The Decepticon ducked to the side, as if his wounded leg had given out on him. It hadn't, though; he came back up with a Metrodrone's laser rifle in his right hand, and wildly sprayed energy fire at Roadbuster's left side. A quarter-second later, he fired his concussion rifle at a spot to the Autobot's right (where he hoped his enemy would dodge).
"Now tell me...whose spark do I have the honour of banishing to the Pit?"