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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Smokescreen85 » Wed Nov 12, 2008 7:03 pm

Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
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Pelee Island

Smokescreen came ashore on a deserted part of the island and immediately transformed to vehicle mode. It was not nearly as populated as the mainland, but Smokey didn’t want to take any chances of being spotted. His holo-driver exited the car and set up another sensor nearby, disguising it as a small sand dune. Smokescreen’s scanners detected a tiny dirt road just off the beach that appeared to stretch around most of the island. He decided it would be best to follow that route to deploy more sensors. It would provide more concealment and give better traction under his tires than sand.

As the diversionary tactician followed the path around the island, setting up devices as he went, he thought of home when Cybertron was alive and vibrant. It was a time when his life had been a lot different then it was now. Back then, he was a racer and a gambler, not a soldier. The only things he fought for was taking first place in street races and winning the most credits at the local casinos. And he wasn’t above cheating in order to accomplish those goals, either. Being devious was okay on the street, but the casinos didn’t think too highly of mechs who didn’t play by the rules. Smokey had been run out of more gaming establishments then he’d care to admit.

Of course, Smokescreen’s life changed forever when the war first began and a Megatron sympathizer approached him with an offer he almost couldn’t refuse – to join the Decepticon cause and rebel against the "corrupt" Autobot authorities. Smokey didn’t really mind the idea of sticking it to the government. The Autobot Security Force had broken up several of the illegal street races he participated in. And his personality had always been closer to that of a ‘con than an Autobot.

However, one thing made the red and blue mech different from Megatron’s goons. Smokescreen was NOT a murderer. That was the deciding factor for him. The Decepticons were ready to kill to achieve their goals, and Smokey was not. He would cheat for sure, but he would never take an innocent bot’s spark. It was not in his programming. So, Smokescreen ultimately joined the Autobots where he found a new way to utilize his deceitful characteristics as their diversionary tactician. It fit him perfectly.

Lake Erie

Once Smokescreen was done on Pelee Island, he moved on to the Sister Islands followed by Turtle Island and Green Island. Each time he assumed his car mode while placing sensors where they would provide the most coverage. After that phase of the mission was completed Smokey returned to ‘bot mode again and allowed himself to sink to the bottom of the lake where he laid out even more surveillance equipment until his subspace storage was empty. I guess I should head back now, Smokey thought just as he received Bumblebee’s message. Wow, he finished fast! He’s lucky we’re underwater or I would’ve beaten him.

>>Okay, ‘bee. I just finished up, myself. I’ll meet you at the Ark without delay. Smokescreen out.<<

It didn’t take long for the racing mech to make his way back to the sunken Autobot ship where he found the yellow minibot waiting patiently for him. “Hey, Bumblebee. What kept you?" Smokescreen joked.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Devastron » Thu Nov 13, 2008 5:43 pm

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Transport Room

And just like that the three Autobots were back inside the Ark.

Sunstreaker grunted in annoyance. They’d been bounced back inside the base instead of above it. Primus help whoever had manned the controls if he found any of that corrosive water in or on him anywhere. He wasn’t about to have the polluted liquid taking his paint off or sloshing around inside of him like one of the flesh creatures that lived on the planet. That stuff was for lower lifeforms. On top of that he was still lugging Jazz around. Not exactly the triumphant return to base he had been hoping for.

A small smile crossed his face. Just before the bounce he had been able to spot his missile tear the slag out of Thundercracker. It hadn’t quite blown the Con out of the sky, but it looked like it was more than enough to send him running back to his daddy seeker. That was certainly more than he thought he was going to be able to do when he’d been ready to hear whatever crazy idea his brother had come up for them to do. It was enough to keep him happy for a split second before he became annoyed again.

“Come on Sideswipe, let’s dump Jazz on Ratchet and go reload and recharge." He dragged the stasis locked Autobot towards the door as he opened a comm line to Ironhide.

>>"Ironhide, we got Jazz but he’s been pounded pretty bad. Taking him to the med bay now."<<
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Thu Nov 13, 2008 11:25 pm

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Weapon: Dirge Gun
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Computer Lab

Skids smiled gamely at the engineer. "Don't worry about it, Wheeljack, I know what a cruel god physics can be. I'm grateful for all the help you've been giving me." He took the pad from Wheeljack and looked it over. "I'll run this by Ironhide and get back to you, thanks."

After setting his station into a "standby" mode with the regulation device recording passively, he headed out carrying the pad, deciding that now was as good a time as any. Even if Ironhide was busy, Skids reasoned that he could simply ask to speak to the commander later. Ordinarily he would handle such a matter over the comm system, but he figured it couldn't hurt to get out of the labs for a change. Besides, it might give him a chance to find out what had been going on while he'd been preoccupied...

Corridors

But the more Skids looked over the pad, the more uncertain he felt about the whole matter. On the one hand, the thought of being able to do his job even more thoroughly appealed to him, and it might also be useful to the other 'Bots who sometimes needed to monitor what was happening up on the planet. On the other hand, he could certainly still do his job perfectly adequately with his current equipment - especially with Wheeljack's new refinements - and he didn't like the thought of the base possibly being in danger due to one of his personal whims.

He spent a long spell of wandering the halls and pondering, before he finally decided to go ahead with his original plan of asking Ironhide regardless. After all, it was the commander's job to decide what was best for the mission, wasn't it? He sighed as he headed towards the nearest lift and wished, not for the first time, that the war could be over. That he could go back to the days when the worst you had to worry about on a cultural study mission was, say, accidentally saying the wrong thing and ending up being sold, married, or insulting the honor of the local leader's maternal parental unit. There'd been that one awkward but intellectually interesting time on Episilon IV...

Command Deck

He roused himself from his reverie as finally reached the command deck, stepped out onto it, and looked around a bit nervously. He seldom came up here, feeling far more at home in the labs or out in the field. Neither command nor fighting were things that he particularly desired or came easily to him.

Screwing up his courage to the sticking point, he made his way over to Ironhide's chair and stood with his hands clasped behind his back holding the pad in a polite demeanor. "Ah, sir... I was wondering if I could speak to you about a possible project whenever the current situation is settled."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Fri Nov 14, 2008 6:56 am

Lake Eire

When Smokescreen approached Bumblebee the yellow minibot was floating just above the Ark in the water. Although the other 'bot was easily faster then Bumblebee the fact the minibot could handle under water environments better then most other Autobots meant he always had an edge against them when submerged. The smaller bot had his arms crossed and a friendly grin on his fast when Smokescreen finally appeared.

"Oh you know me, I thought I would take in the sights and a few of the local fembots!" The yellow bot joked. "Come on, lets head back inside and lets see if anything has happened since we left."

Bumblebee allowed himself to drift down to the lake floor by the submerged Ark and he opened the airlock and stepped inside. Once the two 'bots were inside the lock sealed, drained, dried and decontaminated the pair. Once done the door opened and allowed them to step outside.

"I am going to head up to the command deck to see what is going on Smokescreen. Thanks for the help with deploying that equipment, I would probably be only half done by now with out your help."

Command Deck

The door to the command deck slide open as Bumblebee walked into the room. Looking around he could see a few of the others who were there when he left were still at their stations, but some had already left. He figured they had other duties to attend to at the moment and he made his way over to his own console to check on how the new sensor gear was working out.

"Hey guys, anything new going on?" Bumblebee asked as he slipped into his chair.

As he listened for an answer he brought up the sensor network set up around the ship and began to intergrate the newly deployed gear into the system. It didn't take long for the minibot to see that already the new equipment had already done well to plug up the holes in the network around the lake and he had a much clearer image of what was happening in the area then he did before he and Smokescreen had left on their mission.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Smokescreen85 » Fri Nov 14, 2008 10:55 pm

Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
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Lake Erie – Outside Ark-19

“Fembots, huh? Did you save one for me?" Smokescreen laughed as he followed Bumblebee down into the airlock of the Ark-19. Once inside, the outer hatch sealed and the room drained from top to bottom. It took only a few astroseconds for all the water to completely disappear. Then the drying and decontamination process occurred before the inner hatch finally opened.

Ark-19 – Corridors

Smokescreen stepped inside the ship having thoroughly enjoyed his brief time outside. He liked this planet a great deal. It had decent roads to race on and the humans had good taste in vehicles. However, Earth still did not compare to Cybertron before the war decimated it, but this blue world was a good substitute.

Smokey listened as Bumblebee thanked him for his help and said that he would be going up to the command deck to check on things. “You're welcome, ‘bee. I'll head back down to the computer labs and continue monitoring our systems for any potential outside intrusions. Let me know if those sensors we placed function properly. See you later!"

The red and blue mech then strode off down the corridors, not looking forward to continuing with the menial task he had been doing before. Well, here I go back to staring at more firewall encryption codes and system safeguards. How exciting. At least I got out for awhile. Smokescreen’s thoughts were interrupted when Sunstreaker and Sideswipe suddenly appeared from the transport room. “Oh, hey guys, how went the....what the frag? Jazz?!" Smokey exclaimed when he saw the stasis locked body of his friend in the yellow warrior’s arms. “Dear Primus, what happened to him?"

Smokescreen and Jazz were long time friends and comrades. They had fought side by side in many battles on other worlds, including Cybertron, where the white mech had saved Smokey’s aft more times than he could recall from his memory banks. Now his friend was in stasis lock with serious damage to his leg, and Smokey wanted nothing more than to help him in any way that he could. Monitoring the systems would have to wait until later. This was more important. “Is there anything I can do to help, guys?" Smokey asked the twins.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Tasbirk » Sat Nov 15, 2008 7:04 pm

Command Deck- Ironhide

>>"Roger that, Sunstreaker. Get recharged. Once we find out what Jazz learned, we're gonna be lookin' ta give some back."<<

The Ark-19's Commander was relieved to have his boys back home. Relieved, and angry. Sure, the Twins had done a right good job, but that still didn't cool his circuits much. Frag, he wasn't even sure who he was mad at: Jazz for gettin' slagged, or himself for puttin' the white-and-black saboteur in the line of fire in the first place.

He'd originally wanted to delay Jazz's mission until Mirage returned from assignment. But Jazz could be very convincing. He'd sweet-talked Ol' Ironhide into letting him go it alone. Now the dented old veteran couldn't help but hold himself responsible.

>>"Ratchet, make sure Jazz pulls through, ya'hear? He's gotta live long enough fer me ta kill 'im."<<

Ironhide nodded as Bumblebee returned. "The Twins just got back. Jazz is in bad shape," he informed his Executive Officer.

There was, of course, the pressing matter of Jazz's mission as well. Before he'd gone into Stasis Lock, the flashy mech had mentioned he'd overheard something big at the Decepticon fortress. That probably meant that the data was time sensitive.

He could only hope that Jazz would recover in time to warn them.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Sat Nov 15, 2008 9:34 pm

Command Deck

The Autobot intelligence officer had been working at his station as Ironhide filled him in on the return of Jazz. When Bumblebee heard that his long time friend was in bad shape the minibot suddenly turned to face his commander, full attention now focused at the situation. Like some of the others on the Ark-19 Jazz and Bumblebee had been friends since before leaving Cybertron, and due to their specialties they had worked together many times. Bumblebee had been waiting eagerly for Jazz to return with new intelligence, but now he just hoped his friend would pull through.

"Slag... that's not good at all." Bumblebee said to Ironhide in a concerned tone. "Not only do we have to wait for Jazz to recover so we can learn what information he has, but it also gives the Decepticons time to change their plans to counter any damage we might be able to cause." Bumblebee leaned back in his chair. "Though I guess we are lucky. The 'Cons aren't exactly slouches when it comes to killing things... so I think we can be thankful that Jazz made it back with his aft still intact."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Sun Nov 16, 2008 10:29 am

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Command Deck

Skids looked over as Bumblebee came in before Ironhide could respond to his request. Upon hearing the report on Jazz's situation, he winced and hung his head. Even though there was nothing he could have done in this particular situation, he still felt a bit guilty at puttering around his station while Jazz was out getting injured.

Eventually he raised his head and changed position to clasping Wheeljack's pad to his chest. He smiled a bit wanly at Ironhide. "Never mind, sir, this," he indicated the pad, "Can wait until later, if need be. If it turns out there's anything I can do here to help with Jazz, let me know." He wasn't sure there would be until they found out whatever information Jazz had recovered, but he felt a need to offer.

Joking a bit in an attempt to lighten the mood a little, he added, "Well, other than making sure Jazz's favorite music stations are on tap for him while he's recovering, I mean."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Optimist Prime » Mon Nov 17, 2008 7:36 am

Motto: "One shall stand, one shall fall."
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Transport Room

Windcharger arrived just as Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were hauling Jazz's motionless form into the corridor. The sight was gruesome to the Autobot warrior. Although he'd been fighting with the Autobots for longer than he could remember, Windcharger certainly had trouble adjusting to the carnage he'd witnessed throughout the war. Even now his energon reservoir turned a bit at the sight of Jazz.

"Slag," was the only comment he could muster at the moment. His expression equally conveyed his concern for his comrade in arms and friend, as well as his contempt for the Decepticons. After a moments pause Windcharger was back to his usual self, quick to act and less inclined to dwell on bad thoughts.

"Let me give you guys a hand," He spoke to Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. Generating a modest magnetic field, Windcharger pulled an unused maintenance cart out of the corner and brought it to where Jazz could be laid out. The cart would make a reasonable facsimile of a gurney. Should make it easier for them to get down to Ratchet.

Once his task was accomplished, Windcharger stepped aside next to Smokescreen to make way for the transport of Jazz. Now with nothing to do, the feeling of uselessness started to creep back into his consciousness. To suppress it he turned to Smokescreen to get a conversation going. "If Jazz looks that bad, I wonder how the Decepticons look? It can't be good for them to have Sunstreaker and Sideswipe gunning for them, eh?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Smokescreen85 » Mon Nov 17, 2008 1:48 pm

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Outside Transport Room

Now, why didn’t I think of that? Smokescreen considered as he watched Windcharger do the obvious and bring a cart over to where the twins were standing. It would certainly make it easier to transport Jazz down to med bay. With all my computer smarts and diversionary expertise, and I couldn’t even think to bring a cart over. I’m so useless sometimes. Smokey tended to be hardest on himself, especially when a friend of his was in trouble and he failed to think of the simplest thing to help him. The red and blue mech also didn’t like feeling helpless while his comrade lay in stasis lock with fluids leaking out of him. If Smokey could give his own leg to replace Jazz’s, he would in an astrosecond.

“Nice work, Windcharger. Wish I’d thought of that," Smokescreen said as the minibot stood next to him. 'Charger then made a comment regarding how the Decepticons must look if Jazz was in this bad a shape. The twins were a tough pair to beat and were fully capable of sending any mech on a one way trip to the scrapheap. “Yeah, I’m sure Sunny and Siders slagged those ‘cons up real good. At least, I hope they did. I just hate this feeling of being helpless, you know? I wish there was something more we could do." Smokey paused a moment as an idea formed inside his thought processors. “Maybe there is something we can do!"

Smokescreen quickly turned to the twins. “Hey Sunny, if you want, Windcharger and I can take Jazz down to med bay. That way you and Siders can go recharge. What do ya say?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Devastron » Sat Nov 22, 2008 8:22 pm

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Outside the Transport Room

It felt to Sunstreaker like he was being bombarded with Jazz groupies. It figured that he would be popular. He was always latching on to whatever popular fad was going on. Now he had latched on to Earth fads and music. He had no use for it himself. Who cared about what the hairy natives did for recreation. It’s not like they amounted to anything anyway. Just a bunch of little idiots stuck in their way, just like on every other world.

“He bit off more than he could handle and got his aft kicked by cons," he replied to the questions over what had happened to the intelligence officer. For as popular as the other Autobot was, he apparently couldn’t handle the fight he had gotten into. Of course, Sunstreaker himself wasn’t popular and was more than capable of beating just about any Con out there, or so he thought. ‘Just goes to show that popularity doesn’t mean scrap,' he thought to himself.

The Autobot warrior eagerly accepted the offer to dump off Jazz on someone else, namely Smokescreen and Windcharger. He had better things to do than drag the damaged bot around. “Pfh, I doubt Jazz did anything. He was probably running from the cons. I will tell you guys this though; Thundercracker won’t be forgetting me anytime soon." The Autobot smirked as he tapped his empty missile launcher.

He turned to his twin. “Come on Sideswipe, let’s go get some energon. I need to double check my systems and paint job too. I wasn’t built for offroading or teleporting through so much corrosive water."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Ember » Sat Nov 22, 2008 9:07 pm

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Outside Transport Room

Sideswipe slapped Smokescreenon the shoulder and chuckled. The diversionary tactician sure had a way with words.

“Cons? Are you kidding me?! It was Laserbeak and Thundercracker… a flying bulls eye and a wannabe!"

Sideswipe turned to Sunstreakeras he placed Jazz’sinert form on the med berth. His twin’s comments about Jazz’s capabilities irked the crimson warrior, but not enough to correct his brother. Sunny was right in that Jazz should have been able to hold his own, but to bad mouth the mech while he was down and out, well that didn’t sit well.

Sideswipe lightly touched his opposite’s arm and smiled broadly.

“Well, let’s just say Jazz bit off more than he could chew…" He nodded at Sunstreaker and continued. “So Ironhide decided to send in the digestive´."

That said, Sideswipe made his way past Sunstreaker. “You did get nicked back there. And I need to refuel my pack."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Smokescreen85 » Sat Nov 22, 2008 11:02 pm

Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Outside Transport Room / Corridors

Smokescreen listened as the twins filled him and Windcharger in on some of the details of what amounted to a small skirmish. He smiled at Sideswipe’s comment about Thundercracker and Laserbeak, but he was none too happy with Sunny bad mouthing his friend, Jazz. There was something about Sunstreaker that irked Smokey to the very core of his spark. The yellow warrior often came off as condescending towards others and didn’t seem to care about anyone or anything but himself. The only exception was his brother and even that was a precarious relationship at best.

“I’m sure Jazz did what he could," Smokescreen assured Sunny as the damaged white mech was placed on the cart. The diversionary tactician then got behind the makeshift gurney, turning to Windcharger in the process. “Come on, ‘charger. Let’s get Jazz down to the repair bay so Ratchet can get him online again."

Smokescreen then made his way past the twins, pushing the cart and Jazz down the hallway and around the corner. When he was sure Sunstreaker was far enough away he turned to Windcharger again. “Sunny can be a real slaghead sometimes," Smokey said quietly to the minibot. “The way he spoke about Jazz just now really sizzles my circuits." It took a lot to get Smokey angry, especially at another Autobot. He was usually very friendly and easygoing, except when he was around Sunstreaker. No matter how hard he tried, Smokey just couldn’t warm up the the yellow mech and now he had even more reason not to like Sunny.

Repair Bay

Moments later, Smokescreen entered the repair bay. “Hey, Ratchet! I got Jazz here. He’s banged up pretty bad and in stasis lock. Please do what you can for him."
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Armory

Finally, Trailbreaker was finished. It had taken him a while, but the black mech had gone through the ship’s armory and took a complete inventory of every gun, every warhead, every laser cartridge and every bit of ammunition they had. He went down a detailed checklist on his datapad and made sure that everything was fully stocked and accounted for. ‘Breaker didn’t expect to be low on anything since there hadn’t been much in the way of action since the Autobots arrived on Earth four years ago, with the exception of a few minor skirmishes here and there. But he had to make sure nothing had been misplaced and everything was where it was supposed to be. Time to take the inventory up to Ironhide, the defensive strategist thought as he exited the armory.

Command Deck

The door slid open and Trailbreaker stepped on to the command deck. He approached Ironhide with the datapad in hand. “Ironhide, I just took a full inventory of the armory. Everything is as it should be. I even straightened the place up a bit." He then handed the checklist to his commander. “Now, if there’s nothing else, sir, I thought I might run a few tests on the ship’s weapon systems to make sure everything is up to spec."

Trailbreaker then took a seat at a workstation next to Brawn. Using his security codes, ‘Breaker accessed the Ark-19’s weapon systems and began running a computer simulation that would basically gauge how well the ship’s automated weapons would respond to an attack. They would not actually fire, of course. That could potentially give away their position. It was all done within the simulation.

While waiting for the test to finish running, the black mech looked over at Brawn. “So, Brawn, how have ya’ been? I've not seen you around lately. You working on anything interesting?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby ashattack » Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:40 pm

Seaspray awoke with what could only be considered a shock, “where am I?" he thought to himself as his optic sensors took in everything in front of him. Then it all came back to him, he was on the Ark-19, he had been in one of the ships CR-Chambers, having been damaged just before they had left cybertron he had decided this was the best place to spend the journey as it would give him enough time to recharge. But something was wrong he checked his internal processor and found that he had spent way to long in the chamber, something must have gone wrong with the automatic timer inside it. “Oh well , a couple extra circles of recharge would do me no harm” but now that he was awake he eager for action, and this best place to do that was to report to the boss, and knowing Ironhide there was only one place he would be.

Seapreay moved along the corridors until he reached the entrance to the Command Deck, he paused outside the door to get his bearings, being out cold for such a long time was a real nuisance for him as a number of his internal systems where still coming online. It was almost like having a bad hangover from too much energon; he laughed at the thought, and then entered the command deck.

Command Deck

He looked around and saw his commander Ironhide in the middle of the room as well as two other Autobots at work on two the many computer terminals that lined the command deck he searched his memory for their names and after a micro second it came to him. Trailbreaker and Brawn where their names, he wished his systems would wake up already these delays where driving him nuts, not to mention making him look like a fool. He nodded to the two Autobots and approached Ironhide and said “Seaspray, reporting for duty sir!"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Optimist Prime » Tue Nov 25, 2008 9:25 am

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Outside Transport Room/ Corridors

It was difficult for Windcharger to understand how an Autobot could act so callous toward one of his allies, let alone one like Jazz. Indubitably, Jazz was one Autobot whose value to the cause went beyond simply being a soldier. It was Jazz who had gotten them out of many complicated situations in the past with a certain flair that was unparalelled. There was a reason he was sent on special operations missions on a regular basis. He was almost certain to accomplish the given task, sometimes in an unconventional way. But he had one the esteem of most of the Autobots because though he was a great soldier he had the charisma to be able to relate well to his comrades. That was why the Autobots were flocking to help their fallen friend; most could imagine that Jazz would do the same for them.

Windcharger figured Sunstreaker was just having a bad day, but he wasn't about to confront him about it right now and he probably never would. It wasn't in his programming to try and upset the status quo. He figured if he was a friend to everyone, everything would turn out alright in the end. Windcharger was concerned about Smokescreen's reaction to Sunstreaker, though. "Slaghead he may be, but I'm glad he's with us and not the Decepticons," Windcharger addressed Smokescreen's comment. "He's probably just worked up over having to get his paint touched up. You know how sensitive he is. Don't let him bother you." Windcharger smiled hoping that his attitude might rub off and cheer Smokescreen up a bit. "Besides, I'll bet Sunstreaker's just miffed that he couldn't do more to help Jazz," Windcharger added musing about why Sunstreaker is the way he is.

It didn't take long before they had Jazz down to the med-bay. It seemed as if Ratchet was well prepared when they got there. Wheeling in the makeshift gurney, Windcharger helped transfer Jazz's inert body to a proper work table. Standing to the side, the wait for Ratchet's diagnosis seemed to take cycles. "So how bad is it?" Windcharger asked finally, unable to suppress his concern any longer.

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Brawn pressed a few more keys on his computer bringing up a file he'd previously saved, then turned to Trailbreaker with a sly grin on his faceplate. "I'm glad you asked, 'Breaker, he said to his old friend. "I found this place not long ago while processing data, kind caught my optic." He pointed to a map display on his monitor that was currently displaying a section of the western United States. "Check out the topography contours. The humans call this place the Rocky Mountains. I've never seen anything like this on Cybertron. All of it untouched by civilization." Getting more and more excited, Brawn pulled up a satellite view of the Rockies which showed mountains, trees, rivers, and plateaus. "Just look at it. Can't you hear it calling to you. We should check it out when we get some spare time. Whatdya say?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Tue Nov 25, 2008 3:05 pm

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Skids watched as Seaspray stepped up beside him and Ironhide and gave a friendly smile. "Seaspray! And here I thought you were going to recharge the entire mission away. I'm quite glad to see you're finally feeling better." He leaned closer to the other 'Bot and stage-whispered, "Just wait until you have a chance to see this planet we've been stationed on, it's beautiful. Especially the lake we've taken up residence in."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Smokescreen85 » Tue Nov 25, 2008 9:14 pm

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Repair Bay

Smokescreen assisted in placing Jazz onto one of the repair tables and then stepped away to allow Ratchet plenty of room to do his thing. Standing next to Windcharger, Smokey considered what the minibot had said to him moments before in the corridor regarding Sunstreaker and his not so pleasant demeanor. Perhaps ’Charger was right. Maybe the golden warrior was upset that he couldn’t do more for Jazz and his way of coping was to shift the blame off onto the white mech. This reasoning didn’t really sit well with Smokey, either. But, the red minibot was right about one thing. It was better to have Sunstreaker on their side and not the Decepticons.

“I suppose you have a point, Windcharger," Smokescreen began. “Regardless of how he acts towards others, Sunny more than makes up for it on the battlefield. He is a great fighter and a good comrade to have by your side in the thick of things. I just wish he showed a little more concern for others instead of being so obsessed with his precious paint job. I mean he’s worse than a femmbot!" Smokey chuckled as a smile spread across his faceplate. The thought of Sunstreaker being like a femmbot was too funny for him not to smile at. “Oh, well, Sunny will be Sunny I guess."

Smokescreen’s attention turned back to his friend who lay motionless on the repair table. The sense of helplessness began to creep back in to the diversionary tactician’s circuits. Now all he and Windcharger could do was stand and watch to see if Ratchet could bring Jazz back and hope that whatever information he had stored within him was still intact. At least then all this wouldn’t have been for nothing. “If any of my parts or gears will help I’ll be more than happy to donate them. Just let me know, Ratchet," Smokescreen said, falling into a concerned silence once again.

Command Deck

Trailbreaker gazed at Brawn’s monitor. The green minibot had apparently thought this idea through having done so much research on this area called the Rocky Mountains. Normally, ‘Breaker would have scoffed at the idea of going out and wasting valuable energy on a mere sightseeing excursion. It was bad enough he was sent out on minor scouting missions from time to time, but to simply go out for the fun of it made no real sense to a fuel guzzler like himself.

However, things were different now. Wheeljack had given him a new gizmo that Trailbreaker was eager to test out. It was a capping device that would hopefully help to curve the black mech’s heavy fuel consumption. And this idea of Brawn’s might be the perfect opportunity to test it out for the first time. It would certainly be better than initially testing the device in battle and finding that it didn't work.

“Looks good to me, little buddy," Trailbreaker replied to Brawn in a quiet tone. “That rough terrain would make a fun challenge for us. You think we could convince Ironhide to let us go out? Maybe if we played if off as a scouting and information gathering mission, he’d go for it. What do you think?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby ashattack » Wed Nov 26, 2008 3:16 am

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Seapray optics glowed even brighter as Skids mention the Beauty of the planet, especially when he mentioned that the Ark 19 was stationed on a lake. It must have been destiny that he would awake now, since he was one of the few Autobots to be built to travel across water. "Skids you’ve made my day, I can’t wait until I can get out onto it and experience this lake and the planet in all its glory." He glanced at Ironhide and then continued “Of course I expect to do that in my free time, after I have finished any orders you have for me." He turned again to Skids and asked in a more serious tone “Any leads about what the Dicepticons are up to on this planet? Seeing as I’ve been out of it for the entire mission so far, I kind of want to get up to speed."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Wed Nov 26, 2008 9:16 am

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There was a certain sense of tension in the air of the Ark-19, or at least it felt that way to Bumblebee. The yellow minibot had felt a growing sense of dread, like a lump of ice had formed in his fuel processor, once word of Jazz's condition had reached to him. Back on Cybertron, when Bumblebee was still convinced he had to prove himself to the other Autobot's Jazz was always one of the 'bots that was there to give him that little bit extra encouragement when he did a good job, and usually the first after Sunstreaker had decided to put him down. Jazz was a close old friend, and one of the 'Bots Bumblebee had looked up to, such as Ironhide, Prowl and even Optimus Prime himself. Knowing that such a good friend of his was in such hard shape, and that he couldn't do anything to help only put the Autobot XO into an uncharacteristic emotional funk.

Bumblebee looked around the command deck, several other Autobot's had made their way up there already. Skids was waiting to speak with Ironhide and Seaspray had finally emerged from the CR chamber to and was now talking with the Skids. Brawn and Trailbraker were also engaged in a discussion and from what Bumblebee could tell it was about some mountain range Brawn had mentioned exploring. Wanting to think about anything but the current situation the yellow minbot walked over to them.

"Hey guys." He said as he stood just behind them. "Watcha' lookin' at there?" Bumblebee asked as he tried to get a good look at Brawn's screen. "Thinking of taking a trip off the Ark?"

Computer Lab

Sitting at his desk, engrossed in one of his current back burner projects Wheeljack was lost in his work and thoughts. His vocalizers glowed softly from time to time as he muttered in thought, barely audioable to himself or anyone else who could of been around. He thought he had finally developed an effective tracking shell that used a mico-gyro jet to propel itself through the air and adjust its direction as it homed in on its target. The only problem he had now was to increase its speed so it wouldn't run out of fuel before it hit.

Wheeljack was just starting to work on finding a way to solve that potential issue when he herd some sort of activity in the ships corridors. To him it sounded like a number of the others were talking about something that had gotten them very excited and he heard what sounded like a lift to move something rather heavy. He got up and walked to the door. The others had moved on bu there was a trail of energon that appeared to be from someones leaking fuel pipes.

Repair Bay

Wheeljack followed the trail of energon to the repair bay. He figured that one of the others had someone managed to damage themselves bad enough to cause their fuel to start leaking. in the repair along, along with Ratchet Smokescreen and Windcharger were standing by one of the operating tables.

"Hey guys, I heard something going on in the hallway and I saw this trail of energon leading here and I was-" Wheeljack had walked up to where the other 'bots were standing as he spoke and then stopped when he saw the battered Jazz laying on the table in stasis lock. "Whoa... I had no idea he was in that bad shape."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Wed Nov 26, 2008 12:32 pm

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Skids smiled at the thought of his news making Seaspray's day. "Perhaps I can give you a primer at some point, and show you around our general area - I've found this planet quite fascinating." Though he chafed a little that his chances to see it and the humans in person as opposed to on a monitor had been scant few thus far.

His smile faded as he thought about Seaspray's question, however. "As for what the Decepticons have been up to... most recently Jazz embarked on a fact-finding mission up on the planet, but..." He glanced at Ironhide and looked a little sheepish before continuing, "I'm afraid I missed out on what the details of said mission are. I only know that he was badly damaged and is likely currently being treated in MedBay. Whatever information he has we won't know until he recovers."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby ashattack » Thu Nov 27, 2008 4:14 am

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Seaspray looked at Skids trying to digest what he had just said, although he was not as close to Jazz as other bots, he knew him and respected him for what he had done for the cause. He also respected him and trusted him in battle, as he was one of the few bots who could get you out of sticky situation. “This is Terrible news, why those stinking Desepticons have got to pay for this!" he said in a rush, deep down he thought this was not like him, seeking revenge, then he thought back to Cybertron and what the Decepticons had done to him, just before leaving for Earth. But it did not matter this was not his style, revenge was for the weak and rash...

Then in a more clam voice he said “Sorry about that, just lost my temper a bit, must be all the time I spent in the CR chamber. Anyway so how does it look for the guy? Maybe I should go see how he’s getting along. Although I’d probably just get in the way” he looked again at Ironhide, and felt a sting of pity for the bot, he knew it wasn’t easy to be a commander let alone when one of the bots under your command got himself injured. He looked at Skids again and asked “Anyway so how are our defensives holding up? Being as where on a lake maybe I could help in checking them out?"
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Jeysie » Fri Nov 28, 2008 10:14 pm

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Command Deck

Skids gave Seaspray a friendly pat on the back. "Don't worry about it; we've all been upset at what happened to Jazz. As for the defenses... they're holding up fine right now as far as I'm aware." He gestured with his datapad in the direction of the yellow Minibot over by Brawn and Trailbreaker. "I think Bumblebee would be the one to ask about details; he's been handling the security details so far. I'll bet you could talk him into recommending that you patrol regularly. I suspect Sunstreaker would be happy to not get his paint job wet any more, at least."

He says that last with a slightly disdainful tone, then stares down at his datapad contemplatively and continues in a more normal voice, "I should likely talk to Bumblebee myself, actually, if it turns out he isn't too busy."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby Optimist Prime » Mon Dec 01, 2008 9:21 am

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Brawn smiled broadly. He knew Trailbreaker would be interested in this little excursion to the Rockies. Brawn was certain that his long time friend shared his desire to be outdoors and challenged by the diversity of terrain on earth. It was a welcome diversion from the was with the Decepticons, and it afforded Brawn the opportunity to truly feel alive. Collating data was all well and good, but it was becoming more and more difficult for his processors to keep up with the flow of data. He felt more and more confused as he worked, but he didn't want to admit he couldn't do the job. Those who knew Brawn knew that he wasn't one to give up on a task. However, he definitely needed to get away from his computer terminal for a few cycles.

"Sure Ironhide will go for it. He's had us working non-stop since we got here. We must've earned a few cycles of R an' R by now."

Other Autobots might have made up a story about having to do geological survey or some such thing to convince Ironhide to let them go. It never occurred to Brawn, however, to use any other approach than the blunt truth. Brawn would simply say what he wanted. There was never any games or subterfuge in dealing with Brawn. Some had trouble with his direct approach, but at least all Autobots knew he spoke only what he believed. Most of the Autobots would likely have a good idea of Brawn's opinion of them because he would tell them flat out.

For instance, Brawn had a great deal of respect for Ironhide and gladly followed whatever orders he was given. He admired a no nonsense commander with the lug nuts to deal directly with a difficult situation. Ironhide had proven on numerous occasions that he was one of the toughest warriors in the Autobot ranks. Because of this respect, Brawn had little trouble telling their commander what he wanted. He knew that if Ironhide thought it was a bad idea he'd get a good explanation why. He also knew that Ironhide was as likely as anyone to understand his need to get out for a bit.

Just as Brawn was about to see if they coud go, Bumblebee appeared behind them asking about their plans. Brawn was gald to see Bumblebee was interested as it could only help support their cause.

"Matter of fact, Bumblebee, we were planning a trip. Scan this with your optics," He indicated the topographical map of the Rockies. "It should be interesting for a couple of tough bots like me an' Breaker." A mischevious gleam flared in his optics. "You interested too?"

Brawn had an interesting rapport with Bumblebee. Initially Brawn didn't care much for the yellow mini-bot. He was one of the weakest physically of the Autobots and smaller. Brawn had always assumed he couldn't contribute much to the war effort. However, over time and many missions together, Brawn had seen how his little buddy had an uncanny knack for surviving some of the harshest situations and showed no fear of anything. Now his admiration for Bumblebee overshadowed any lack of strength, and he had to admit the little guy was just darn likeable. Brawn knew he could probably goad Bumblebee into participating in the adventure he was planning with Trailbreaker. Brawn loved when he could push his friends to the limit to see what they are capable of. It was good to know their capacities as well as his own. That way he knew who he could count on in desperate times.
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby MaP_Prime » Mon Dec 01, 2008 10:04 am

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As Bumblebee listened to Brawn describe his planned trip with Trailbreaker the yellow min-bot grinned and crossed his arms over his chest. He had already been out once this solar cycle with Smokescreen to deploy the new monitoring equipment around the lake. Though the little bot had to admit the idea of talking Ironhide into yet another excursion was tempting. If anything Bumblebee felt it would be good for the other two 'Bots to get out for a little while, to relax their gears and unwind. Being couped up in the Ark all this time was obviously starting to strain the crew from the inactivity. Also considering how Jazz had managed to get himself slagged have to death also had added to the stress.

"Well I'm not sure if I can talk 'ol Ironhide to let me out again today, since I am sure he might want me around once Jazz is operational again so we can get the intel he gathered. But I'm sure I can convince him to let you two go, it would be good to let you guys out and get some in recreational time. Though, I will admit, I would more then enjoy another outing." The minibot thought for a moment before looking back to Brawn. "Alright, let's ask Ironhide and see if we can get you two out, and maybe if we're lucky we can get my aft out there with you."
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Re: Ark-19: The Enemy Within

Postby ashattack » Tue Dec 02, 2008 12:48 pm

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Seapray nodded at Skids, “Thanks I think I will just go and see him now” He looked back at Ironhide and saw that the commander was still busy. Oh well I guess he has more important things going on now especially with the Jazz situation , to worry about giving me order, maybe Bumblebee might help me out in that department, he taught as he approached the yellow Minibot. Bumblebee was currently discussing something with Brawn and Trailbreaker, although he hated to but in he was getting a bit frustrated in not being in the loop of things. Slaggin CR chamber he cursed once again, if the autotimer had worked he would have been out and about long before now.

He walked up to the yellow Minibot and stood at attention, although he was nearly the same size as Bumblebee he felt he should show some respect to him, since his record in battle and success in tricky missions far surpassed his own. He nodded a greeting to both Brawn and Trailbreaker, then looked at Bumblebee and said “Excuses me Bumblebee, I was wondering if I could help out in any way, now that I am finally fully functional again."
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