[Original RPG] Eye of the Storm: The Whips and Scorns of Time (Kaon)

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Post by Warcry » Thu Sep 16, 2010 5:49 am

Outside the Hospital

Razortail's armor was warped and dented where Thundercracker was targeting him, making the large Decepticon a lot slower to turn around and face the threat than he normally would have been. His mobility was obviously impaired, now.

"I've had just about enough of both of you."

With one swipe of a massive claw, he ripped Ramjet away from his face -- which by now had been transformed into a mess if cracked metal and exposed wires -- and tossed the conehead through the air at Thundercracker.

"What the--hey!" Ramjet exclaimed in shock when he realized what was happening.

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Post by Chip1123 » Thu Sep 16, 2010 7:10 pm

Clench came to the scene just as Ramjet was getting tossed to the side by Razortail. "That's gonna hurt." He said looking on at the Seekers, "But not as much as this will." Clench summoned his mobile artillery platform from subspace, took aim, and fired two shots at Razortail.
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Post by Blackjack » Fri Sep 17, 2010 10:38 am

Outside Veterans' Hospital

Galestorm took aim at Razortail and added his machinegun fire to the mix. "Jet judo this, scorpion boy."

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Post by optimusskids » Fri Sep 17, 2010 12:10 pm

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"definitely time for us to scram."
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Post by Warcry » Sat Sep 18, 2010 6:17 am

Outside the Hospital

Razortail glowered at Galestorm. "Aren't you dead yet? Tsk, tsk, no manners at all..."

He responded to the Seeker's machine gun fire with a brace of plasma bolts, only to have his aim ruined by Clench when the other Decepticon hit him with several artillery shells. Shrapnel from the shells' explosion dug deep into his chest and right shoulder, but the larger Decepticon's only response was to roar with anger and lunge at Clench, trying to bat his attacker away with his massive left claw.

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Post by Blackjack » Sun Sep 19, 2010 10:35 am

Outside Veterans' Hospital

"Gah!" Galestrorm grunted as Razortail's plasma bolts impacted on the ground around him. The Seeker was forced to duck for cover, but it didn't stop several blasts from slamming onto his already-abused wings.

"Give it up, scorpion boy! Your gang's all dead. There's nothing left to fight for. Give up and Megatron will let you fight with us!"

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Post by Selkadoom » Sun Sep 19, 2010 6:34 pm

Outside

Hightower finished his work on Heatstroke "There your body is pretty much back into it's original form."

He then turned to Galestorm " Alright whats your problem."
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Post by Blackjack » Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:26 am

Outside Veterans' Hospital

"Thanks." Heatstroke told Hightower, before jumping into the fray, opening fire with his flamethrowers at Razortail.

"I'm falling apart and you have to ask what's wrong?" Galestorm asked Hightower.

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Post by Clogs » Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:18 pm

Veterans' Hospital

Zenith tapped Downdraft on the arm and murmured, "Go back to the others, heh? Azi will want to know what's been going on - Primus, he'll spit nails! - and I think the rest of the team should be told that Megatron has accepted us."

"There is that." Downdraft sighed, rubbed his optics; as much as he had enjoyed the little workout, enjoyed proving he could still use his weapons effectively after so long, he felt weary. It never ends, he thought. Still, as long as Megatron stands, I'll be proud to serve him. Best speak to Rotator...

As Downdraft walked away, heading back for the veterans' wards, Stormfire shook his head and said to Vindicator, "I'm not sure, sir. My radio is working fine, but I can't raise either of them."

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Nervously, Retro looked round the Hospital foyer and spotted Ransack, who appeared to have taken some damage again, but was tending (he hoped) to one of the more severely wounded (he had no idea what his name was). A memory jolted.

"Yes, a cassette," he said. "Unusal format, but repairs were simple enough. I left him in one of the bays, in forced stasis to ensure his core functions stabilise. He should be good to go by now, if I wake him."

With Soundwave looming over him, the medic began to slip away, fervently hoping to be allowed to do so. He knew Soundwave had a reputation for reading cerebral impulses; perhaps enough to recognise why so much felgercarb was clouding his circuitry?

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"Of course, Lord Megatron. I shall respect your injured." Relay checked his recording gear, gave his fellow newsbots a thumbs-up and began to scan the foyer, preparing an introduction to his news report.
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Post by Blackjack » Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:57 pm

Veterans' Hospital

Blackjack glared at Retro, sighing audibly. How could someone so clueless survive for so long? "Yes, of course you should wake him, medic... we need everyone ready for evacuation."

-This guy is crazy.- Blackjack thought, not caring if Soundwave, who was standing beside (above, whatever) him, heard his mind. That particular thought, at least, would bring no harm if Megatron's 'loyal hound' heard it.

But there were some... things in his mind that Blackjack would prefer to keep private. The Micromaster narrowed his optics, but did not move an inch. By doing so, he would only entice Soundwave to actively probe his mind, which isn't something he would particularly like.
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Detour, skulking around behind Blackjack, watched as most of the Decepticons moved in a slow exodus towards the shuttle, trudging out of the hole on the side of the Hospital. Near the shuttle, a coniferous-green Seeker was waving people in. Detour winced at the battered and broken body of a light gray Seeker as he was scraped off the ground alongside the corpse of his opponent, and dragged along like so much luggage. It felt wrong, somehow.

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Post by Heinrad » Mon Sep 20, 2010 2:05 pm

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Thundercracker: -trying to dodge the wildly flung Ramjet, manages to get clipped by an errant leg and tumbles to the ground- "Just like the good old days......"
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Post by Chip1123 » Mon Sep 20, 2010 4:20 pm

Razortail's claw smashed into Clench, knocking him several yards backwards. Clench landed on his back, shaken but not out of the fight.

He stood up, taking in his surroundings while he had a moment of respite. Galestorm was taking cover. Thundercracker and Ramjet were on the ground, still recovering. "This fight is going well" He said to no one in particular.
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Post by Warcry » Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:32 am

Outside the Hospital

Heatstroke's flames attracted Razortail's attention, as they slipped through the tears in his armour to damage the vital systems underneath.

He tried to charge at the seeker but found that he couldn't manage more than a slow, ponderous walk.
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Ramjet pushed himself up off the ground and told Thundercracker, "Eh, it could be worse. At least Miss's Scream isn't here ta boss us around."

Coming up in a crouch, he started shooting Razortail in the back with his lasers, chuckling at Clench's dry wit.

"You know it!"
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Veterans' Hospital

Soundwave nodded curtly. "Have him brought to me at once, medic."

He turned away from Retro, still seething quietly. When Blackjack loudly thought something disparaging, he grumbled in the Micromaster's general direction, "Indeed..."

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"Thank you," Megatron told Relay. "That's all I ask."

He turned around to watch the progress as the wounded were carried out of the hospital.

"Can I assume you'll be coming with us on the shuttle?"

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Post by Blackjack » Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:54 am

Outside Veterans' Hospital

Galestorm ducked away from the ricochets coming his way and scrambled to the relative safety of Hightower's position.

Heatstroke, meanwhile, flitted backwards, hovering in the air with his boot engines, aiming his flamethrowers and launching more fireballs at Razortail. He tried his best to be out of the range of Razortail's claws by hovering.
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Veterans' Hospital

Blackjack felt some measure of disgust at Soundwave reading his mind, but at the same time he was fascinated by it. Keeping his mind as clear as possible (so as not to think something that could pass off as blackmail material, or worse- offend Soundwave) Blackjack cracked his lips into a wry smile and looked up at the communications officer. "Yeah." The Micromaster nodded glumly at Soundwave's words.

Blackjack wasn't quite sure how Soundwave's powers worked, but shouting something mentally seemed easy enough. Trying to think as loudly as he could, Blackjack thought. -This... Retro is not exactly the most efficient or reliable of medics. It's as if he hides something... you could check it out, right, big guy?-

It felt weird, communicating this way, but at the same time, Blackjack was intrigued by Soundwave's ability.
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Detour glanced from Blackjack to Soundwave to Retro, studying their expressions and trying to gauge what they were thinking. It happened instinctively... the self-preservative part of Detour did that, almost like an automatic response, whenever there felt like tension in the air.

-Seems like that creepy old medic is giving Blackjack and Soundwave some problems. Hiding the Cassettecon, it looks like... weird fellow.-

Detour shrugged, and glanced quizzically at Soundwave and Blackjack when they began their odd conversation. Then Detour remembered Soundwave's infamous power, and the Micromaster instinctively took several steps away from Soundwave.
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Shuttle

Tinker narrowed his optics and waved people in, wincing as Fumarole and Zephyr's bodies — the former little more than parts loosely joined by cables and wires, while the latter a battered and bloodied mess — were dragged in on gurneys. The medic in him caused him to shuffle forwards, and without really noticing it, Tinker began to pull out tools and repair.

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Post by Clogs » Tue Sep 21, 2010 1:07 pm

Veterans' Hospital

So many injured: but at least three of the other Hospital medics (ooc: generic Ratchet-types) were handling the main problems and had brought the specialist trauma gurneys. Retro nodded to Soundwave and dashed off gratefully, first to find Widget, then the cassette and on to find Acid Storm.
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Post by miked23 » Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:32 pm

Veteran’s Hospital

Vindicator listened to Stormfire’s answer with an idea of where the other seekers were.

“They must still be outside fighting. Go out find Galestorm and Zephyr and assist them in finishing off any remaining enemies.” He replied to Stormfire.

He then turn to Zenith “Lets go get those body bags so we can get this job over with.” He said to the triple changer waiting for him to lead the way to the morgue.

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Post by Warcry » Wed Sep 22, 2010 5:19 am

Outside the Hospital

Razortail continued to move slowly toward Heatstroke, photon blasters strobing rather inaccurately in his direction.
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"You know," Ramjet said suddenly, "I'm gettin' really fed up with this big oaf thinkin' he can ignore me fer some third-rate goon with a fire fetish. Ignore this, boy!"

Transforming back to jet mode, Ramjet rocketed straight into the back of Razortail's right knee. He bounced off, but at least had the satisfaction of seeing the enemy's knee buckle.
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Veterans' Hospital

Soundwave allowed himself a small amount of amusement as Blackjack 'thought' at him. Not many people ever figured out they could do that.

I'm sure he is, Soundwave thought back. Because of his special equipment, though, his thoughts would seem a little...loud to Blackjack. The question is, do we actually care about it? Or is it something petty that only he thinks is important? He's unstable enough that his own thoughts aren't exactly illuminating.

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Post by Clogs » Wed Sep 22, 2010 1:17 pm

Veterans' Hospital

"This way, sir," Zenith said to Vindictor. "We've found there are four morgues at equidistant points in the building; if one doesn't have what we need, we can try the others."

He saluted - for good measure - and led the way into the corridor beyond the massive doorway.

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Relay nodded. "If there is a place for me, Lord Megatron, I will certainly be there." He checked his recorder again, satisfied with the settings. "I shall have to start my intro now, to catch the main activity..."

He smiled somewhat apologetically and began: "This is the terrible scene of devastation wreaked in the old Kaon Hospital where dissidents attempted to kill Megatron as he visited the site."

He stood carefully aside to allow a gurney to pass by, then looked down in disgust at a small pool of grey gunk he had just put his foot into. But, professional that he was, carried on delivering his commentary without a hitch.

"Fortunately, Megatron's loyalist cadre, with extra help brought in by Soundwave, were able to contain the attackers to the foyer, thus preventing any danger to patients. I understand there is still some fighting going on outside the building which will no doubt entail further casualties..."

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"Relay's gone to play with the 'Cons, then," Transcan said flatly to Transmission.

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With some concern, Stormfire picked his own way across the foyer, heading for the gaping hole in the wall through which some of the wounded were being removed. Althought he could not see any combatants directly overhead, he could hear the sounds of engagement.

'Galestorm?' he radioed hopefully. 'Zephyr?'

Waiting on any reply, he lifted into the air.
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Post by Blackjack » Wed Sep 22, 2010 2:49 pm

Outside Veterans' Hospital

"I'm here, Stormfire." Galestorm replied to the transmission. "Getting repaired. Heatstroke is with me. No idea where Zephyr is. Last time I saw him, he was tumbling off from the sky and fighting a sniper..."
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"Eeee!" Heatstroke yelped as he transformed into jet mode and spun away from Razortail's photon blasts, spinning and pirouetting in the air, not returning fire. The pyromaniac had seen what Razortail had done to Galestorm, and it wasn't pretty....
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Veterans' Hospital

Blackjack's purple optics widened when Soundwave broadcasted his thoughts, which echoed and reverberated in his mind. Blackjack's mouth grimaced in surprise, but he assumed his poker face as soon as he gathered his wits. -It works both ways, huh? You can transmit as well as read people's minds? Kind of creepy, to be honest. But fascinating all the same. Never knew you could do that.- Blackjack thought.

Shrugging, he gestured with his chin at the departing Retro. -Old coot has been uncooperative ever since we came here. Skittering about, toadying to everyone, but Ransack aside I don't see anyone being repaired by him. Suspicious, really... while it could be simple old age, seems like he might be pilfering parts or drugs or something similar. The triple changers complained about their energon supply being cut off, after all.-

Blackjack then shrugged again. -But if Overkill and Ransack and everyone else returns safe and sound, I couldn't care less.-
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Detour watched as Relay did his little introduction to an unseen audience, and it caught his attention. The Micromaster tottered over to the reporter and watched silently.

"Fighting's probably stopped by now." Detour whispered to himself, but he shut up when the sounds of fighting from Razortail and the Seekers echoed into the hospital.

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Post by Chip1123 » Wed Sep 22, 2010 4:05 pm

Clench watched in amusement as Ramjet did what he was infamous for - using his head to solve a problem. Razortail's knee buckled when the seeker crashed into him. Clench advanced forward, pulling out a plasma repeater and began firing on Razortail as he rapidly advanced towards his foe, taking care to not hit Ramjet.
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