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Post by FrostWhisper on Jun 10, 2013 17:01:34 GMT -5
Silentsong was still a bit unsettled by what had happened, but she didn't let it show through her expression or her actions. "Yes, Captain Cutlass, I am ready for the tour," she replied to Cutlass' query. "Though it seems that there won't be much time."
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Post by concentratedrandom on Jun 12, 2013 21:49:43 GMT -5
Watching everyone doing whatever they wanted didn’t look like a good sign to Starport. He didn’t know much about fighting groups, but he knew that coworkers that fought always led to trouble. He might have calmed down Silentsong, but now it seemed many others were acting up. Some bots were leaving, Jumpstart and Cutlass seemed to be troubled, and there was a bot he didn’t even know being ignored by everyone it seemed. Might as well see if he can help some of his friends. Walking over to Jumpstart, he sat down and remembered they hadn’t really talked before.
“Hey, I don’t think we’ve really meet, I’m Starport. Now what’s got you messed up? I’ll help if I can.”
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DarkXenith
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Do NOT Frag with The Medic
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Post by DarkXenith on Jun 13, 2013 7:29:56 GMT -5
"Messed up!?"[/color] Jumpstart initially sounded incredulous at the question, "Mech, I ain't messed up, that fragger Laser is...an' I oughtta level him for doin' that t' Vibro. That kid's just been through major repairs f' frags sakes, he doesn't need that kinda rough-housin'!
So, I got two options, right? Kick off an' get myself slagged over by a mech twice my size an' packin' more heat than a star goin' nova or level off the risin' urge t' kill somethin' on a piece've equipment that realistically ain't worth my time repairin' anyway. Stress, gotta love it! Heh!"[/color]
Pushing himself away from the wall, the medic began to pace a little in the small area he'd sequestered himself in to cool off, rationalising the situation and finding an obscure level of amusement in things as he did so. His 'performance' was futile, the guardian didn't give a flying sideways frag about anyone or anything other than his own ends. So why waste the energy?
Managing a wry half-smile after a few moments, the medic finally remembered his manners and made a proper introduction in response:
"So, Starport - right? Well, I'd say it's a pleasure, but you probably won't given time. Name's Jumpstart,"[/color] he offered a hand in greeting, "Most call me Jumper though or just 'MEDIC!' when the slag hits the fan. Tac-Comm channel five if you ever need an assist out on the field an' I'm in the area, by the way,"[/color] venting a low sigh, he muttered with a slow shake of the head, "Primus, I could do with a drink... an' I've only been in this team - if that's what you call it - a few cycles!"[/color]
Part of his outburst was indeed down to Laser's behaviour, but there was definite element of anger in play with regards to the day's events too. Those aspects combined with low power levels guaranteed that the medic's already volatile temper was going to be on an increasingly short fuse at the moment. Iacon had been lost and now the impromptu "team" were set to head out on what could only be considered a 'dungeon crawl' to face off against Primus knew what.
...Psychotic cultists? Wonderful! Could this day get any better?...[/b][/color]
While Jumper appreciated that the apparent advantage offered from Vibro's encounters with the entity claiming to be Alpha Trion couldn't be ignored, the whole detachment blithely swanning off to find the AllSpark without a second thought left him metaphorically shaking his head in disbelief. It was frankly ludicrous. Running headlong into the unknown with a smile on your face and no clue in your head was a sure-fire way to collide head first with Trouble and Trouble was guaranteed to be bigger, better armed and better informed about the situation than you were.
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Post by Towreck on Jun 13, 2013 10:08:45 GMT -5
Towreck transformed infront of the armory building, a smile on his face. He opened up the door and turned around. "For a bunch of antique weapons, they are still in perfect condition from what I've seen. If needed, I could always modernize the weapons to current standards." He said, stepping inside. "There they are..." Towreck said, pointing to the weapons on display. There were a bunch of old assault rifles, shotguns, and a few rocket launchers on the shelves. In the backroom, there was a wide array of antique weapons, including explosive mines and grenades, as well as a few old weapon cores for the energon/neutron charged rifles.
"There are a few here still in display shelves, and a good amount more in the backroom." He said, pointing to their respective areas. "It amazes me how this place wasn't ransacked....I know this city is barley known of, but you would think someone would have stumbled upon this place." He mused aloud, heading over into the backroom, where he spotted a workbench.
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carmana
Civilian
Orders AREN'T always meant to be followed.
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Post by carmana on Jun 13, 2013 14:17:10 GMT -5
Carmana was running down a hallway, he had been running for what felt like whole cycles, but it had only been about twenty minutes. He stopped running and leaned against a wall, trying to regain his composure. "By the allspark, what the heck just happened? Did the decepticons really just beat us in our own base? Some first week this has been, wait...IT HASN'T EVEN BEEN A WEEK YET!" He sighed, he hadn't even been an autobot for a week and already he felt as though he had failed. He covered his face in his hands and groaned. He activated his short range transmitter and sent out a signal to all autobots. "Hello? Can anybody here me? This is a signal to any and all autobots in this facility, I would really be grateful to any bot who comes to my location and helps me get out of here. Please respond, over."
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Post by Rexacon on Jun 13, 2013 14:29:46 GMT -5
Vibro acknowledged Cutlass as he went over and did a quick bow to him.
"I am grateful for you lending us your ship, whatever treasures we find in the vault can be yours too."
Looking at the rest of the autobots who were in the facility, Vibro got a transmission from an autobot nearby who seems to be lost. Sure enough that the other autobots gotten it too, it seemed that he was the first one to get it.
"I'll be right back, going to pick up our latest recruit. Everyone, get ready and head to the ship. Cutlass, can you lead them to your ship please."
After that, Vibro transformed and headed out. Passing Laser and the others outside as he wandered around the facility looking for their lost bot. Sending a transmission, Vibro stopped to see if he was close.
"Where you at? Send me your coordinates, are you trapped some where?"
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carmana
Civilian
Orders AREN'T always meant to be followed.
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Post by carmana on Jun 13, 2013 14:45:47 GMT -5
Carmana sat down and sent the coordinates, he looked around. "I'm in a hallway near some cells, all locked, lots of dead bots in these cells comrade, some of them look like old friends of mine, scares me you know? How did all of this happen? Not even a week ago I was a simple security bot at a transport station, then a bomb goes off and I get put in the repair bay for a complete overhaul, only bot in my squad to get hurt, and my spark almost went out during that bombing too. What in the name of Primus happened to our world that caused such violence?" He sighed and looked at his laser pistol, it was battered and scratched from his years with the guard bots.
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Post by Rexacon on Jun 13, 2013 14:58:32 GMT -5
"On my way."
Vibro turned on his engine as he raced towards the coordinates. The stuff that this bot was saying though, he can relate heavily. He was just a radio person just broadcasting news from whatever is going on and the autobot council. From doing that to this was just a transformation in his opinion.
"I know, times are hard. However, it was bound to happen the minute, the decepticons were formed. The council created something that we never expected to go out of proportion. Now we must do what is right and fix our own mistakes. That is, beating the decepticons and rebuilding cybertron."
Vibro had come across the location that the bot had described. Transforming, he came across the bot who was apparently trapped. Taking out his cannon, he shot the cell to give the bot an opening to get out.
"Name is Vibro. Your safe."
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carmana
Civilian
Orders AREN'T always meant to be followed.
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Post by carmana on Jun 13, 2013 15:24:34 GMT -5
Carmana stepped out of the cell and sighed. "Thanks for the save Vibro. I'm Carmana, at your service sir. As for bashing some cons, count me in any day of the week, I was out of action for three days because of them, not long for most bots, but to me it was torture...behind you!" He pushed vibro out of the way just as a green laser bolt shot out of the darkness, he grunted at the impact and shot a right hook at the source. He smiled as he made contact. He bent down to see what had shot at them and sighed, it was a security drone gone haywire. "This model is so old, how is it even still functioning? You ok? Sorry if I pushed you to hard, just kind of getting used to this new body still ya know?"
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Post by Rexacon on Jun 13, 2013 15:46:53 GMT -5
"I see. Well we should get moving, we are on the move. The other autobots would be happy to meet you."
Vibro said as he urge Carmana to go follow him. Transforming, he slowly heads off so that Carmana can catch up to him. The surviving members of the autobots kept on growing. That was good as if the cons are the same members from that zeta prime mission then they had the advantages.
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