[Original RPG] Broken Peace: Chapter 2: War Dawn - Decepticons
Ramjet frowned slightly, then looked down at Lokos.
"You may enter, fleshling."
The Nebulan nodded, then swept past the conehead into the office. Looking up (way, way up) he nodded appriciatively at Astrotrain.
"Thanks for seeing me, sir. I have a bit of a problem. You see, my idiotic partner--"
He paused as a note of rage sounded in the back of his mind.
Clearing his throat, he continued. "Squeezeplay got himself blown up. So now his spark's taken up residence in my brain. You think your people could do something about that?"
"You may enter, fleshling."
The Nebulan nodded, then swept past the conehead into the office. Looking up (way, way up) he nodded appriciatively at Astrotrain.
"Thanks for seeing me, sir. I have a bit of a problem. You see, my idiotic partner--"
He paused as a note of rage sounded in the back of his mind.
Clearing his throat, he continued. "Squeezeplay got himself blown up. So now his spark's taken up residence in my brain. You think your people could do something about that?"
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Mirage took aim again and began firing rapidly at Thunderwing's pretender shell, narrowing his optics.
This is trouble. We need help.
He clicked onto his radio and tried to hone a signal on a base frequency, but only got static in return. Mirage scowled.
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Jetfire yelled as the flash blinded his sensors and threw an arm up over his face.
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Smokescreen raced toward Thunderwing and let out his sticky smog in an effort to obscure the whole group.
This is trouble. We need help.
He clicked onto his radio and tried to hone a signal on a base frequency, but only got static in return. Mirage scowled.
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Jetfire yelled as the flash blinded his sensors and threw an arm up over his face.
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Smokescreen raced toward Thunderwing and let out his sticky smog in an effort to obscure the whole group.
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Since communicating instructions to the Constructicons, Soundwave had set his infinite brain over to a separate task. He was constantly monitoring Hound through Buzzsaw, but that was running as smoothly as he had hoped.
Soundwave touched a finger to the release catch when controlled his chest unit, it sprung open and a pink and yellow cassette jumped from the slot. As the cassette transformed, Soundwave lifted his left arm and held it out before him. Within less than a second the yellow and pink blur changed into a demonic looking bat and landed upon the metallic arm held before it...
Ratbat stared deep into the eyes of his master.
Plans within plans...
Soundwave touched a finger to the release catch when controlled his chest unit, it sprung open and a pink and yellow cassette jumped from the slot. As the cassette transformed, Soundwave lifted his left arm and held it out before him. Within less than a second the yellow and pink blur changed into a demonic looking bat and landed upon the metallic arm held before it...
Ratbat stared deep into the eyes of his master.
Plans within plans...
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Tunderwing's Pretender shell took the rifle shots, lurched, but advanced. Immune to pain without a wearer, the shell continued its advance. Smiling in an amused fashion, the Pretender shell cracked its knuckles and drew within a few feet of Mirage, intent on disposing of the spy with a minimum of fuss.
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"Good shot old boy," Thunderwing drawled at seeing some shot or other streak across the sky- probably x-rays or some such thing- even as he opened fire with his cyclone cannon in front of where Smokescreen was driving.
Damn fool doesn't realize if I impede his ability to accelerate, his...ersatz 'fog' or what not will do absolutely no good. Autobots and their roadways. Perhaps this one isn't worth our time after all?
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Astrotrain leaned back in his chair.
"I don't know what you mean by 'spark', Lokos, but if you're talking about Squeezeplay's life force..." the Triple Changer rubbed his face with his hands, "frankly I'm not exactly certain if a procedure even exists. I suppose, in a gallows humor sense, this is certainly testing your binary bond, isn't it?" Astrotrain's red optics glowed slightly, and his mouth quirked into a smile. "As soon as the Constructicons are finished with external repairs, they will be summoned to see what can be done."
Metrodrones quietly entered throughout providing updates to the Admiral-Administrator.
Trypticon has been defeated? The attack is doomed, then, and Galvatron's advance has failed.
"Metrotitan prepare the medical bays in preparation for the wounded en masse that we are doubtless going to receive," Astrotrain said, rubbing his head with his hands.
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"Good shot old boy," Thunderwing drawled at seeing some shot or other streak across the sky- probably x-rays or some such thing- even as he opened fire with his cyclone cannon in front of where Smokescreen was driving.
Damn fool doesn't realize if I impede his ability to accelerate, his...ersatz 'fog' or what not will do absolutely no good. Autobots and their roadways. Perhaps this one isn't worth our time after all?
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Astrotrain leaned back in his chair.
"I don't know what you mean by 'spark', Lokos, but if you're talking about Squeezeplay's life force..." the Triple Changer rubbed his face with his hands, "frankly I'm not exactly certain if a procedure even exists. I suppose, in a gallows humor sense, this is certainly testing your binary bond, isn't it?" Astrotrain's red optics glowed slightly, and his mouth quirked into a smile. "As soon as the Constructicons are finished with external repairs, they will be summoned to see what can be done."
Metrodrones quietly entered throughout providing updates to the Admiral-Administrator.
Trypticon has been defeated? The attack is doomed, then, and Galvatron's advance has failed.
"Metrotitan prepare the medical bays in preparation for the wounded en masse that we are doubtless going to receive," Astrotrain said, rubbing his head with his hands.
"The Constructicons? Wonderful," Lokos replied with a touch of fear. He had, of course, heard more than enough about the Constructicons and their not-so-tender way of conducting repairs. He tried to return Astrotrain's smile. "Thank you for your help, sir. Hopefully they can accomplish something."
Ramjet, meanwhile, stood in the doorway. He occasionally glanced with distaste at the worthless fleshbag that was wasting his commander's valuable time.
Ramjet, meanwhile, stood in the doorway. He occasionally glanced with distaste at the worthless fleshbag that was wasting his commander's valuable time.
Jetfire turned slightly as he heard the click from Shockwave and the blast caught him across the back of the knee joint. The big autobot crumpled slightly and then transformed to his shuttle mode, boosters facing in Shockwave's direction.
"Gotta get up in the air, let radar do my visuals."
He ignited his thrusters, throwing flame jets directly backward.
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"This isn't working."
Mirage continued firing as the the shell approached and with Thunderwing's shell closing, decided to try a physical attack. He sprand up to hang by a telephone pole and swung back and forth before trying to land a solid double kick at the shell.
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The cyclone cannon created a blast of air that caused Smokescreen to veer off course. He hit some garbage cans and slammed into a brick wall, enveloping himself in the smog.
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Hound continued wandering inside Metrotitan. He noted Thundercracker's pass down the hall, but the rooms and corridors held more interest for him. He was frustrated with the missing information. He knew he should be remembering more, but all that would come up were scattered bits and pieces. Traveling through the empty halls with Buzzsaw on his arm felt right as small snips of new information replaced the missing memories, and yet the base felt... empty. He passed the corridor leading to the brig and glanced down it, but chose to edge away. Something didn't feel right about it.
After hours passed, and he had explored most of the base, Hound's attention began to turn toward going outside. He wandered to the upper levels of the base and went to the observation windows.
"Gotta get up in the air, let radar do my visuals."
He ignited his thrusters, throwing flame jets directly backward.
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"This isn't working."
Mirage continued firing as the the shell approached and with Thunderwing's shell closing, decided to try a physical attack. He sprand up to hang by a telephone pole and swung back and forth before trying to land a solid double kick at the shell.
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The cyclone cannon created a blast of air that caused Smokescreen to veer off course. He hit some garbage cans and slammed into a brick wall, enveloping himself in the smog.
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Hound continued wandering inside Metrotitan. He noted Thundercracker's pass down the hall, but the rooms and corridors held more interest for him. He was frustrated with the missing information. He knew he should be remembering more, but all that would come up were scattered bits and pieces. Traveling through the empty halls with Buzzsaw on his arm felt right as small snips of new information replaced the missing memories, and yet the base felt... empty. He passed the corridor leading to the brig and glanced down it, but chose to edge away. Something didn't feel right about it.
After hours passed, and he had explored most of the base, Hound's attention began to turn toward going outside. He wandered to the upper levels of the base and went to the observation windows.
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Thunderwing's Pretender shell lurched violently as Mirage's kick's impacted it's head, knocking a few flawless teeth out in the process.
Grinning, as if amused, the shell made to rip the telephone pole out of the ground and fling Mirage off.
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Thunderwing shouldered the cannon, chuckling.
"Well, well. He gambled and lost. Rather amusing what?" He turned to address Shockwave. "Smokescreen is in the process of being detained."
The aristocrat walked over to the crash site at a measured pace.
Grinning, as if amused, the shell made to rip the telephone pole out of the ground and fling Mirage off.
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Thunderwing shouldered the cannon, chuckling.
"Well, well. He gambled and lost. Rather amusing what?" He turned to address Shockwave. "Smokescreen is in the process of being detained."
The aristocrat walked over to the crash site at a measured pace.
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"Don't think so Thunderbutt!" Smokescreen sneered as he returned with a roundhouse.
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Mirage gripped as hard as he could as the pole was hoisted up and the shell began spinning. The force of the centrifugal motion caused Mirage to lose his grip and he was spun off, hitting the ground and rolling some distance off.
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Jetfire launched himself up and began to circle back.
The noise from his own boosters had obscured Thunderwing's comment.
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Mirage gripped as hard as he could as the pole was hoisted up and the shell began spinning. The force of the centrifugal motion caused Mirage to lose his grip and he was spun off, hitting the ground and rolling some distance off.
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Jetfire launched himself up and began to circle back.
The noise from his own boosters had obscured Thunderwing's comment.
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Smokescreen was entirely fixed on Thunderwing and didn't notice the shell coming toward him. Smokescreen aimed a small laser gun at the Decepticon.
"We aren't going to let you destroy the UN conference Thunderwing. Leave while you still can."
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Mirage shook off the jarring fall and stood up, glancing around. Suddenly, he made the connection. "Smokescreen! Look out!"
"We aren't going to let you destroy the UN conference Thunderwing. Leave while you still can."
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Mirage shook off the jarring fall and stood up, glancing around. Suddenly, he made the connection. "Smokescreen! Look out!"
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Thunderwing smiled sickly as the shell approached Smokescreen from behind.
"As if this damned conference matters, you fool," Thunderwing rasped. "Once again, Autobot, you fail to grasp-"
Here Thunderwing's shell grabbed for Smokescreen-
"- that you have fallen into mine," he finished standing up and re-aiming the cannon.
"As if this damned conference matters, you fool," Thunderwing rasped. "Once again, Autobot, you fail to grasp-"
Here Thunderwing's shell grabbed for Smokescreen-
"- that you have fallen into mine," he finished standing up and re-aiming the cannon.
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Thunderwing turned, but not quickly enough, and the shot clipped the side of his face, shearing off metal and sending a spurt of oil into th air as Thunderwing turned away.
"Fire again and he dies, Autoobot!" Thunderwing snappped, putting his hand up to cover his leaking face.
The Pretender shell clamped its other hands around Smokescreen's neck, in a snappping position, while the arm lock hold tightened.
"Fire again and he dies, Autoobot!" Thunderwing snappped, putting his hand up to cover his leaking face.
The Pretender shell clamped its other hands around Smokescreen's neck, in a snappping position, while the arm lock hold tightened.