[Original RPG] The Edge of the Abyss: Combiner Strike (Persian Gulf)

Post by **Warcry** » Tue Aug 31, 2004 6:56 pm

Background

Under orders from Ratbat, the Predacons and Terrorcons have set off to hijack a supertanker filled with crude oil. As a distraction, the Seacons and Pretender Monsters stage a feint at an American naval base.
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IC:

The humans were as-yet unaware of the approaching Seacons and Pretenders. The guards at their posts were relaxed, secure in the knowledge that no enemy could get within firing range of the base without setting off alarms.

Or rather, no human enemy could.
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Hun-grrr snarled at Razorclaw. After all, the Terrorcon leader was the one who had been put in charge of the mission. But, unfortunately, Razorclaw's orders made sense.

"Drrr. Do as he says, Terrorcons."

They continued to wait for Snap Trap's signal.

Tempest · Post by **Tempest** » Wed Sep 01, 2004 12:21 am

Razorclaw lead his team away from the Terrorcon's to the surface of the ocean.

Tantrum: "You got some nerve Razorclaw, I half expected Hun-grr to rip you a new one."

Razorclaw: --- Looks up to the Terrorcons leader --- "If he thinks he can stand the might of the Predacons, let him come, but for the mean time, we need Energon, and we need it soon, and the only way we can do that is if work together with the Terrorcons, Seacons and these Pretenders. We have to ... if we ever want to remember what happened to us."

Ravage · Post by **Ravage** » Wed Sep 01, 2004 3:53 am

Deep in the ocean waters. A few miles from the military base. Little did the humans realise how close danger was too them mired in the murky depths of the waters.

Piranacon readied his weapons to start his strike from the seas and then arrive at the base.

Post by **Warcry** » Wed Sep 01, 2004 4:52 am

Rippersnapper watched the Predacons with interest, sensing that there was some unknown weakness in their psyches but unable to figure out what it was.

(OOC: Feel free to attack when ready, Rav

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Random Sweep · Post by **Random Sweep** » Wed Sep 01, 2004 4:11 pm

Icepick and his team arrived at their appointed position.

" OK everyone this is it, as soon as Piranacon makes his move open fire on everything but the com station." Icepick commanded " once they get off a call for help, Birdbrain, I want you to move in and block any furthur transmissions. "

Now they awaited the signal.

Ravage · Post by **Ravage** » Wed Sep 01, 2004 11:06 pm

Echo base stood in relative calm.

The base being a new hub for the world military was ment to be a sign of joint unity in the Middle East.

Soon that was about to change.

SPC 1st class Stewart stood at his post a sadly accurate uneasyness on his mind.

Piranacon lumbered in the water and stood ready.

"Range 3000 meters, targets defensive systems and defenders. Weapons online." The gaint rumbled underwater.

He then brought his combined Seacon firepower online arose to his full height and opened fire on the base.

The strike hit the base and sirens blared.

"I knew I should have stayed home today!" The SPC yelled getting being to the center of the base.

OOC- Sorry just came up with a random guy for the sake of the opening strike.

Post by **Warcry** » Thu Sep 02, 2004 4:31 am

OOC: No prob, Rav.

IC:

Sirens blared. Red emergency lights flashed. Feet stomped against hard floor panels.

Awakened by the racket, Commander Jonathan Voyles rolled out of bed and crawled into his uniform. As he headed out the door and into the hall, the pain in his left knee flared up. It usually did when he ran.

Voyles had spent most of his career as a bridge officer on various aricraft carriers. He'd been on-station as a watch commander on the USS Tylehurst for less than a week when Decepticons had strafed his ship's bridge tower, killing most of the command crew. Voyles had obviously survived, but he'd recieved a terrible shrapnel wound in his left leg.

After six months of rehab, he'd been told that his leg would never recover to full health, and the Navy refused to put him back in a combat posting. He'd spent the next few years bouncing around from one groundside assignment to the next, until finally, he got sent here.

Jogging purposefully into the command centre, Voyles turned to his officers. However, he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the image on the main viewscreen; a huge underwater blip, so huge that an observer could make out a humanoid form on the sonar display.

A Decepticon...

Without even asking, he knew that the monster was obliterating his base's defences.

"Send out an SOS," he said quietly. "And return fire. All guns."

The crew scurried about, carrying out his orders.

Tempest · Post by **Tempest** » Thu Sep 02, 2004 5:13 am

Razorclaw saw the Tanker come out of the horizon, guarded by 3 ships.

Razorclaw: Damn them ... those damn Seacons can't do anything right.

Divebomb: Wait Razorclaw ... look.

The Predacons along with the Terrorcon's saw the 3 battle crusiers leave the Tanker to its impending doom.

Tantrum: Well, I'll be damned. Razorclaw, I'm recieving an SOS from the humans. Sir, the battle crusiers are leaving. But if we go now will still be in firing range. Wait a while, then we can proceed.

Ravage · Post by **Ravage** » Thu Sep 02, 2004 12:23 pm

Piranacon's missile locks and radar lit up.

"Slag the gaint stopped his barrage and moved out of the way of the incoming firestorm a few missiles and rounds still hit their mark causing the gaint to groan.

"Pretenders start attacking those guns!" He yelled diving as he could avoid their attacks better submerged than above water and still return fire.

Random Sweep · Post by **Random Sweep** » Thu Sep 02, 2004 3:57 pm

"Right, thats our cue, open fire on their weapon batteries and tanks, Birdbrain move in and jam their com and radar." as one the five stationary Pretenders opened fire on the base's weapons and Birdbrain closed to ECM range

Tempest · Post by **Tempest** » Thu Sep 02, 2004 11:53 pm

Razorclaw: "Now is the time to strike. The Battle crusiers are now half way between the base and the tanker. Argghhh. all we have to do now is await Hun-grr's signal for the attack."

Ravage · Post by **Ravage** » Fri Sep 03, 2004 8:53 pm

Piranacon was now having fun now that the pretenders where doing their job.

His radar popped up showing the battleships crusing to within his weapons range.

He happily turned and fired a series of torpedos at the 3 battle ships.

Post by **Warcry** » Fri Sep 03, 2004 11:51 pm

More Decepticons? Strange ones, too.

Commander Voyles frowned at the oncoming Pretender Monsters. His frown deepened as his radar and communications went off-line.

Looks like that Decepticon is jamming...

“All guns, concentrate your fire on that birdlike creature!”
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As Piranacon’s assault began to chew through the hulls of the destroyers, they unleashed a volley of their own at the Seacon combiner.
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Hun-grrr glanced at Razorclaw. “Grrr. Move in. Now.”

He and his Terrorcons dove towards the freighter, easily dodging the clumsy defensive fire. Hun-grrr, Rippersnapper and Blot landed on the ship’s hull and began targeting her guns. Sinnertwin shifted to beast mode and stalked belowdecks, hoping to drive the human crew upwards where they could be contained. Cutthroat glided in a circular pattern around the ship, drawing fire.

Ravage · Post by **Ravage** » Sat Sep 04, 2004 12:47 am

The destoryers where indeed powerful weapons. On the other hand this was the Decepticon's primary sea war machine.

Piranacon let out a ferral howl and swung at one ship with his massive sword.

Random Sweep · Post by **Random Sweep** » Sat Sep 04, 2004 12:52 am

Birdbrain saw the humans open fire on his position.

Foolish human... think they can hurt me

even braced for impact the shots that connected knocked Birdbrain out of the sky.

" By the inferno that hurt!" he cried " Icepick I am down you are going to have to take out that com tower now, or they will be able to transmit again."

Icepicks eyes narrowed at his subordinates failure.

"Team open fire on the comm tower." he order and began firing on the tower.

Tempest · Post by **Tempest** » Sat Sep 04, 2004 4:11 am

The team of Predacons followed the Terrorcon's. Divebomb helped Cutthroat in the Ariel Assault, it would of been worth while if thye were some resistance. But beggars can't be choosers. Rampage and Razorcalw moved in and smashed the communcations centre, while ripping out the huamns first. Tantrum began to go to the oil storage, while Tantrum went to Hun-grr.

Razorclaw: Predacons, be on your guard. Something is amiss here. This may have been too easy. Expect some human resistance with-in the ship. Apart from that, you have your jobs to do.

Post by **Warcry** » Sat Sep 04, 2004 6:50 am

The destroyer was sliced in half as Piranacon's sword cut through it. The other ships redoubled their forward firepower, trying to bring down the behemoth.

Crewmen abandoned the ruined destroyer.
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Voyles smashed his fist into the arm of his command chair as the status display for the base's communications array turned red, then black.

"Continue firing! All enemy targets!"

A close observer would see that the commander was practically quivering with rage and desperate hatred directed at the Pretender Monsters.
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Sinnertwin shot flames out of his mouths, forcing the humans to flee ever closer towards the top deck of the tanker. His armour was dented and pitted by human small-arms fire, but not seriously enough to impair his functions.
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Several humans charged onto the upper deck of the tanker, firing their machine guns at the assembled Decepticons.

Hun-grrr simply ignored them, trusting that the Predacons would be up to the task. Instead he shifted to beast mode, walked over to the communications center that the Preds had ruined, and began chewing on the debris.

Random Sweep · Post by **Random Sweep** » Sat Sep 04, 2004 8:27 am

As weapons fire poured on their position Icepick took shelter behind a hillock and messaged Piranacon
" We are taking heavy fire, what is the status off the warships. take them out asap so that we can level this base."

Bristleback took a few hits, though his shell held for now, covering Slog and Wildfly as they retrieved their fallen comrade Birdbrain

Ravage · Post by **Ravage** » Sat Sep 04, 2004 3:32 pm

Piranacon growled as the Pretenders whined to him. Missiles and depth charges exploding around him the remains of the ship he sliced did help to shield him from some of the destroyers efforts.

"To davey jones locker then!" The gaint growled and submerged then drove his foot into the water hopeing to capzise the two remaning ships.

Tempest · Post by **Tempest** » Sat Sep 04, 2004 4:28 pm

Razorclaw saw Hun-grr eating away at the remainder of the communications bunker. He told Rampage to go with Tantrum to help with the oil and the human resistance when he felt a large amount of small stinging sensations.

Razorclaw "Humans!" --- Razorclaw drew his sword and turned around to see 7 humans holding automatic machine guns all firing at the Predacon leader. "Stupid Creatures".

With this he set his sword blaster to a mere tickle but still enough to stun a human and blasted away.

"Sinnertwin more humans for the picking. Hun-grr, we best be moving along. I want to get this over and done with. Set sail for the Decepticon island base."

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[Original RPG] The Edge of the Abyss: Combiner Strike (Persian Gulf)

The Edge of the Abyss: Combiner Strike (Persian Gulf)

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