by Baneblade » Fri Apr 13, 2012 5:33 pm
- Motto: "Scream....it only make it more fun"
- Weapon: Plasma Cannon
Armoury
Vindicator looked at Crueljaw as the brisk mechanoid rummaged though the heaps of weaponry, picking and choosing at will, the items to take with him on the arriving mission to earth. Naturally the universal constant was to load up on everything just in case it was needed. Not that it was needed, it was a grey ops mission and being low-key was paramount. Well that was unless you were a certain bunch of upstart, preening seekers. Pah pizza delivery boy's the lot of them! Vindicator came to the conclusion - and like many other con's - seekers were really not all they were cracked up to be. In fact they were cracked up, in the head!
Vindicator made his way past Crueljaw, reaching up to the storage bin above the grumbler's head and pulling down a few drums of cybertonium rounds for his shredder cannons - five for each cannon to be exact, for you could never have too much ammo. And for a siege tactician such as himself, having enough amunition was always key, for there were plenty of doors that needed opening with said key, and once stocked with ammo for the shredder cannons mounted on his arms, the large mechanoid made his way to an area of the armoury that housed plasma shells. Then came the next seeker comment.
Vindicator looked over his shoulder as he picked up one of the plasma mortars and threw it up in the air leasurly with one massive hand before snarling back at Crueljaw.
"Shut your over-ventilated carcass 'Jaws, before I ram this mortar round up your frakkin exaust port and use my hammer to set it off..see how far your grouchy aft will fly!"
Vindicator started to change his shape as he accessed his plasma mortar systems. The large decepticon got larger and wider, bathing the armoury in a sickly green glow as his armour plating shifted and made way for the massive plasma loader and barrell. It made looking at a colossus, more like standing at the toe of a god, as Vindicator's hight and width was effectively enhanced by half. It was then that he started to load in more of the plasma mortars into the auto loader that was mounted on his back, and whilst he was in the midst of doing so, he caught sight of Darkfire in the armoury too as Crueljaw was just heading out.
It wouldn't be long until they were planet side and sorting through the rubble that was the former decepticon base. Vindicator checked his internal computer so that he had the correct co-ordinates for the bounce. He folded down back to his normal size, as his systems vented the excess heat from the transformation process. He streached and crunched as he loosened up his stiff joints after his mode-shift.
"Darkfire, we'll just be next door in the bounce chamber. I'll have to program the computer for the exact bounce location so we don't have to trek a fair distance...urgh..." The big mechanoid sighed outwardly "...I should be flattered that you chose 13 ways to cause some serious harm to me..." he flashed the femme a smile and a wink before walking past her towards the doors of the armoury. He muttered aloud about going back to earth "..I hate that planet!"
Bounce Chamber
Vindicator stomped into the bounce chamber, his mood darkening by the minute at the thought of going back down onto the surface of Sol-3, a place he would rather be burning and liberating of its resources than plodding around in the background! He was a fortifier as well as a destroyer, not a diode-glitching repair man! Well granted that it was an over-egotistical, and power hungry, pizza delivery boy that went and almost borked everything up for every con in the sol system. Seekers...not worth the bloody time or effort!
Vindicator made his way over to the bounce chamber computer and began to input the co-ordinates for the bounce to earth, so that they would land in the correct area, and not have to plod over a varying distance to get to where they needed to be! His large fingers danced over the keyes and symbls effortlessly as he pinpointed the location of the ruined base, but his face went from sullen to sour instantly as his amber optics darkened in disgust at what he saw!
"Oh for the.. FREAKING UNBELIEVABLE!!" The large mechanoid roared as he thumped the console. "..The place is CRAWLING with those fleshbag parasites...this makes things more difficult if those blasted meat-sacks are wandering around our former base of operations!"
Vindicator continued to leave a string of curses and profanity as he programmed the computer to bounce them outside of the human's perimiter, away from visual range. The base of the mountain road would be the best option, as it was a secluded highway that led off to the dirt road that took any traveller up to the mountain. Their best bet not to get spotted either!
Vindicator entered the final co-ordinates before checking the targeting system on his shredder cannons, and making sure that everything else was in working order. He walked past Crueljaw, and in a strange act of comradeship - one that he hadn't shared with any other con other than Contemptor, he playfully kicked Crueljaw in the aft plate, held up the bottle of triple distilled, and grinned.
"One for the road? A bit of Kaon Courage?"