by Smokescreen85 » Sun May 09, 2010 10:21 am
- Motto: ""A look can be deceiving; a touch can be lethal.""
- Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Sector 4
Razorclaw snickered as he heard the Dinobot Commander roar in pain and anger. It pleased him to know that he had brought some measure of suffering to the mighty Grimlock, even if it had lasted for only an astrosecond.
Biting down harder now onto the Dinobot’s tail, the mechanical lion continued to pull the large T-rex closer to the edge of the roof. However, the Predacon Leader’s plan to throw his adversary off came to an abrupt end as Grimlock’s huge maw came around to bite him. Razorclaw attempted to shift his body away from the Dinobot’s razor-sharp teeth, but he could only move so far while holding on to his rival’s tail.
As a result, Grimlock was able to bite down onto Razorclaw’s back left leg. Now, it was the Predacon Commander who roared in pain, and in the process, he was forced to let go of the Dinobot’s tail. However, the pain Razorclaw felt only served to fuel his strength and rage further towards his foe. “Ahh, good! Show me what you’ve got, Grimlock! I guarantee it won’t be enough!”
With his leg still trapped in Grimlock’s mouth, Razorclaw managed to roll over onto his back and lash out with his jagged front claws, slashing repeated at the face of the mechanical Tyrannosaur. With any luck, the Predacon Commander would cause enough damage to force the Dinobot Leader to release him.
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Divebomb watched as Swoop tucked his wings in, avoiding the Predacon’s lasers, and then dove towards the ground. Igniting his back-mounted rocket thrusters, Divebomb followed his prey down and kept pace directly behind his aerial counterpart. “You’d be surprised how well I can maneuver, Swoop! And when I catch you, I’ll rip the spark from your chest cavity!”
Using his enhanced optics to guide him through the ruins, Divebomb mimicked Swoop’s path perfectly, weaving around and over debris and half-crumbling structures, all the while blasting away at the flying Dinobot with his lasers. “You can’t run forever, Swoop! Eventually, you’ll have to face me like a real warrior!”
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Headstrong slammed into Sludge with all of his might, but was still unable to impale him as the Jungle Warrior grabbed a hold of his horn and redirected it. He was able to push the Dinobot back a bit, but not by much as the dim-witted mech stood his ground and replied with a stupid remark. Sludge then tried to lift the mechanical rhino into the air, but the Predacon would have none of that.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Headstrong snorted as he struggled in Sludge’s grip. The Predacon then transformed into robot mode and aimed a kick directly at the Dinobot’s midsection, which was the same place he had just attempted to impale moments before.
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Rampage was happy that his blast had struck Slag, successfully bringing the Dinobot’s charge to a halt. However, that happiness was short lived as the metal Triceratops then opened his mouth and unleashed a torrent of fire directly at the Predacon. Acting fast, Rampage transformed to tiger mode and swiftly leapt out of the way and up onto a nearby ledge. He hadn't avoided the flames completely, however, as his back legs had been scorched from the intense heat.
Reverting back to robot mode again, the Predacon turned around and jumped back down onto Slag’s back, grabbing a hold of both horns in the process. “Let’s redirect those flames, shall we?” Rampage then yanked Slag’s head around trying to aim it towards Snarl who was battling Tantrum nearby.
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Snarl felt a sense of satisfaction as his spiked tail smashed into Tantrum, sending the Predacon fueler flying into a mound of scrap. “You look right at home in that pile of junk, Tantrum!” Snarl taunted his nemesis. “Scrap belongs with more scrap, after all!”
Snarl’s taunts were then cut short as Tantrum came at him in robot mode, forcing the Desert Warrior to transform, as well. Standing his ground, Snarl brought up his sword in an effort to block the Predacon’s own blade as laser blasts struck his armored chest plate. It was then that Snarl felt a wave of heat emanating from an unknown source. He turned his head slightly to the side and noticed a stream of fire coming dangerously close to him.
“Slag, turn off the flames!” Snarl shouted, as he moved away from the incoming blaze. He was now safe from the fire, but his attention had been diverted for too long, which allowed Tantrum to get close enough with his sword that Snarl was unable to completely avoid or block it. The Desert Warrior went to dodge, but it was not enough as Tantrum’s sword came down, scraping across Snarl’s right shoulder and then cleaving directly through his corresponding wing that was used to form half of his tail in dino mode.
Great, now I’m stuck in robot mode, the Dinobot thought as his gold wing fell to the ground with a thud. Snarl had also lost a layer of armor plating from his right shoulder. The joint was still functional, but it had now been weakened and was more vulnerable to attack.
Bringing his energo sword to bare, Snarl took a swing at Tantrum, hoping to return the favor and chop a piece of the Predacon off, as well.