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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Drop Bear » Wed Jan 30, 2013 7:27 am

Motto: "Face it: we're doomed."
Weapon: Black Magic
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Well, well, well. That was quite the show Swindle and Ramjet had put on, quite the entertaining skit the two Decepticons had performed. Their efforts deserved several rounds of applause, a multitude of cheers, and critical acclaim until they could no longer bear it.

They were acting, weren't they? It was a satirical scene, wasn't it?

Oh, dear. Ramjet was being serious. Oh, dear.

Swindle had been well within his rights to take action against Ramjet; one simply did not turn his back on a Decepticon after disrespecting him and expect to evade the consequences. It was a lesson harshly learned in some cases, Ramjet's now the most recent example. But the question remained: would he emerge from this incident any wiser?

As did everyone who knew the Seeker, Blitzwing believed he, too, possessed the correct answer to that query. Of course not. Ramjet would continue to do stupid things. That was just what he did.

Walking over to Swindle's personal mini-armoury, Blitzwing cast a wary glance at the Combaticon. The mental image of Swindle with one pede resting on the disabled form of Ramjet like he'd successfully hunted Tarn's most lethal wild cyber-beast materialised in Blitzwing's core processor. That a smile still easily returned to his face-plate, after having lost it owing to the Seeker's intervention, made it all the more disturbing.

“I gotta echo Astrotrain's sentiments," he said to Swindle. “What is it you want us to do?"

Suspicions. Blitzwing had them. Somewhere concealed within Swindle's honeyed words lay an intention, an ulterior motive. He'd bet the DJD his functioning on it.

A glimpse at Astrotrain revealed similar feelings. But he'd have to wait it out and see what scheme Swindle was attempting to set in motion.

Damn. Blitzwing hated waiting.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby #Sideways# » Mon Feb 04, 2013 11:12 am

Motto: "If the ends justify the means, then life is just about as meaningless to you than the cause you think so highly of."
Weapon: Rapid-Fire Sonic Shell Cannons
Shoreline

If looks could kill, Swindle would be dead hundreds of times over. Feeling the foot of the slimy businessman on Ramjet's back was insult enough to shoot him. And speaking of insults, whatever he had said earlier must have been taken as one whereas he wanted to come off as trying to do Swindle a favor. What was that old saying again? "No good deed goes unpunished"? Right.

But Ramjet didn't act upon his emotions, strong as they were. With his gyros messed up and the Combaticons around, he couldn't exactly last long enough to do enough of a hurting on Swindle before being deactivated himself... So he waited. He waited with the most disturbing grin on his face and a low chuckle just loud enough to be audible, for he was silently plotting his vengeance. His cold and painful vengeance.

And Ramjet was enjoying every second of it.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Insidious » Mon Feb 04, 2013 1:32 pm

Weapon: Oxidating Laser
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Just beneath the edge of the water, Onslaught could see that the Constructicons were doing what they did best. He saw that they appeared to be working on each other as well as the base. He had no idea why, but maybe Long Haul or the others had sustained some damages that needed repairing. Whatever the case was, their work here would not benefit from another distraction. Scrapper's commitment to their cause seemed tentative anyway. It would be best not to involve them in what was about to take place lest they inadvertently--or intentionally--make matters worse.

Turning back the way he came, Onslaught crested through the water's edge and walked back on to the shoreline, pleasantly surprised to see that Swindle not only had a pretty good idea, but had been exceedingly efficient in executing it.

"Excellent," Onslaught said, reaching into Swindle's cache for some additional artillery shells and some more sonic stun rounds that he could store away until after he had fired off everything in his current arsenal. He didn't need much, as he had been preparing for Razorclaw's call for some time now. He had been judicious in his use of weapons in their engagement with the Autobots and it would not take much to top his ammunition levels off. "Lock and load, boys."

Now that their timetables had been jumped forward a couple of steps, getting the Obliteration down here without the humans, or Shockwave, noticing would have to be an afterthought. It was time to bring the fight to the cyclops, and that meant heading to the Thanatos directly. So long as they hadn't been locked out.

Onslaught used his command codes to attempt an interface with the bounce chamber aboard the Thanatos. And it worked. Onslaught heaved an internal sigh of relief. That would make things much easier. He had a backup plan in mind if this simpler option hadn't panned out, but fortunately either Shockwave hadn't designated he and his unit as a threat to his power base yet, or Razorclaw had simply taken certain precautions to ensure they would get aboard.

Either way.

Onslaught opened a channel to all of his Combaticons, even though a couple were clearly in acceptable audio range.

>>"I'm setting the Thanatos' bounce chamber to our individual frequencies. It will bounce you up as soon as you tell it to. I want full energy and ammo levels going in. And no delays. Blast-Off, set the Obliteration on auto and meet us aboard. Brawl, you know what to do when we're clear. Onslaught out."<<

His sonic stun gun transforming out of a compartment on his right arm, Onslaught hit his personal activation link and in the next second, he had blinked from view entirely.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Marcus Rush » Thu Feb 07, 2013 1:23 pm

Weapon: Automatic Acid-Pellet Gun
Shoreline

A soft muted click of a depleted multiple rocket housing pod was the first sound Vortex made since the departure of Ultra Magnus and his cadre of merry little Autobots. He allowed the pod to sink deeper into the frothy depths of the ocean waters for a drone to recover later down the line. Immediately a fully reloaded weapons pod emerged from the foam on the back of a sparkless mobile troller.

Vortex palmed the cartridge and with a firm twist attached it into the interior armory built in his alternative form's transformatiom module. Once satisfied that his higher capacity and more lethal armorments were at peak capacity, the interrogator checked the power levels on his Neutron Rifle and primary Cyclone Gun. The indicators lit green and scrolled cybertronian script indicating full charges.

"Alright Onslaught," Vortex spoke briskly as he returned his Cyclone Gun to a hip lock holster. "I know the primary objective is to bring Shockwave to heel. But I need access to that computer core to do it. The Thanatos has top of the line security. I recommend we take engineering first and lock out Shocky from the system there."

He waited a micron for Onslaught's response then tapped a command terminal on his right wrist. Immediately, with a non verbal nod to his team, Vortex was encased in a tomb of light and evaporated to the ether and to battle.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Devastron » Thu Feb 07, 2013 11:33 pm

Weapon: Energo-Sword
Shoreline

Swindle offered a reassuring smile to the two triplechangers before turning to rifle through his weapons stash. There were a few bits of technology he wanted to make sure he got a hold of before anyone else saw them. Sure, he’d brought it down here for all of them to reload and re-arm, but he had made this little emergency armor in case he needed to strike out on his own. Occasionally his business activities ran a bit counter to the general Decepticon cause or that of the Combaticons. Brawl had certainly indicated there was still a bit of bad blood from last time. Making sure he had a couple of key items would keep him safe if that happened again.

“Well fellas," he addressed Blitzwing and Astrotrain, “things seem a bit fluid at the moment. It sounds like the slag is hitting the fan up in orbit, if ya know what I mean. I’m thinking that the whole leadership situation is about to get a lot clearer here real soon." He grabbed some extra ammunition for his scatter blaster, attaching the large gun to his arm. The arms dealer grabbed a couple of energon containers, throwing one each to Astrotrain and Blitzwing before topping off his own tanks. “There are some repair patches in here to fix up any minor damage you have, anything major will take some more work."

A broad smile formed on the Combaticon’s face as he scooped up one particular device. He had hoped to sell it to someone but at the very least he could get some use out of it. Autobots were always good at retrieving their fallen from the battlefield and they tended to shoot up anyone doing some scavenging so it had been a heck of a risk getting this device. It shouldn’t be too hard to integrate into his systems though, and then he would have his own little holoavatar to chat with the natives more easily. He just knew he’d be running this little mudball in no time or, at least, take all of its wealth.

Swindle frowned as he got the new message from Onslaught. Plunging into battle against fellow Decepticons on the enclosed confines of a starship was not his idea of a good time. Apparently it was going to be a Combaticon only show too, which meant he would be too busy fighting to collect any new merchandise. Yeah, this wasn’t going to be fun at all.

“Hmmm, well guys it looks like the boss is calling us away. I know I said I’d get you into the fight, and if it was up to me I would! But, we all have to answer to someone and I answer to Onslaught. So I figure while we are gone you guys can get fueled up, fixed up and then maybe load our weapons into whatever base the Constructicons are building down there. Nothing like having a fully stocked armory in a new base I say." He leaned in close, placing his hands on each of their shoulders. He spoke in a whisper. “I know you guys aren’t happy about this, but it isn’t so bad. Onslaught probably wants to punish you and this is all you are going to get, and it includes full fuel tanks and repairs. That’s a slagging decent punishment if I do say so myself.

Swindle pulled his hands away, leaving small patches on each of their shoulders. The patches quickly changed color, blending into the color of each of the Decepticons paint schemes. It would take a very close inspection to even notice them, even buy the Decepticon they were attached too. The emitted a low frequency form of radiation that was totally harmless but could be easily traced by someone who knew what they were looking for. He wasn’t going to let the triple go off the reservation again.

The arms dealer smiled at them again as he scooped up the radio that matched the one Blast Off likely had now. “Alright guys, I’ll see you on the other side, hopefully with a definitive leader of the Decepticons." Swindle activated his personal comm unit and connected to the Thanatos. He was instantly enveloped in a beam of light as he bounced up to the waiting vessel.

*

Undersea Base

Hook mostly blocked out the talking by the other Constructicons. It was a talent that had served him quite well over the years, and one every surgeon should possess. He carefully adjusted the nervous and electrical systems inside of Long Haul. It took careful and precise adjustments to make sure his systems would connect with the others and allow direct input and output and allowing his mind to merge into the collective on that would become Devastator. It was all groundbreaking technology and techniques and it didn’t need interrupting by whatever silly arguments the others were having.

Finally the surgical engineer began to extricate his hands from the other Constructicon, sealing him up as he went. “We can reactivate Long Haul now, another flawless operation completed." He finished sealing up the Constructicon before looking at Scrapper. “Do we continue with the operations? I would prefer to stay activated during mine if possible, you might need my assistance in it."
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Insidious » Tue Feb 12, 2013 11:54 am

Weapon: Oxidating Laser
Shoreline

Astrotrain began rifling through the Combaticon's supply pod, quickly reaching for the repair patches that Swindle had indicated. It wasn't a CR chamber by any means, but it would do the trick for some of the damage that he had sustained from the Autobots in general, and that slagged little Aerialbot in particular. He was going to get him. Someday.

Astrotrain more or less agreed with everything Swindle had said, so he offered up no real protest as he went about doing what he was doing and then ultimately bouncing up to the Thanatos itself. Any lingering desire to take part in whatever Onslaught and his little troupe were up to quickly faded as the reality set in. Swindle was pretty spot on. The more he thought about it, the more he remembered that he had endured several more severe punishments than this in his day. Play labor mech to Onslaught's little toadie? He could do that for a while.

The triple changer looked over at Blitzwing and shrugged, before transforming in to his train mode. Not ideal without track, but he would make do. With several hisses of steam and grinding metal, the rear doors opened. Several small metal claws and cables snaked their way out to latch on to the pod and begin bringing it into his storage area.

"Load 'er up, I guess. Once you get your fill of the supply closet. Octane would have a field day with this little pod. Stash it away faster than Swindle would try to sell it. You want some of this, Rams? Maybe treat that burn mark on your back, hah hah."
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Undersea Base

Scrapper nodded at Hook's acknowledgement that they had finished their work on Long Haul. Scrapper entered a few quick codes on the datapad berth that would systematically restore consciousness to Long Haul just as it had with the others and took a few moments to ponder the Constructicon Surgical Engineer's more pressing question.

"For as long as we can. Whatever battle that was up there, we were fortunate that it didn't find its way down here. I don't think our good fortune will last indefinitely."

Undoubtedly, however this internal civil war played out, whoever came out on top was going to quickly assume control of this base and every other Decepticon resource on this planet. Scrapper was fine with that, comfortable in the knowledge that the completion of Devastator was on the horizon, and none of them would be prepared for how he would change things.

"Of course Hook. I wouldn't deprive myself of your insights during this delicate process," Scrapper said, his words not tainted with sarcasm. He knew his team well, and Hook's ego was legendary among not just Constructicons, but the Decepticon empire as a whole. Be that as it may, he had the skills to back them up. Just as Scrapper did, though the Constructicon commander was far less inclined to bring such attention to himself. Nevertheless, he didn't have the slightest hesitation about indulging the surgeon's vanity. It could well prove to be necessary.

"Bonecrusher, it's your lucky cycle. You're up."
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Cryhavok » Wed Feb 13, 2013 4:47 pm

Motto: ""It is all about pain.""
Weapon: Fusion-Powered Anti-Gravity Gun
Shoreline

BOOM. THOOM. KA-BOOM.

Brawl was in his happy place. Well, if he had ever cared for the whole idea of Rungian re-experience therapy he would have been in that particular place. Or at least re-living it very closely.

Explosions were explosions, no matter what was the source. Sure, he had been forced to use throw-back explosives of this so called humankind but this was a clean-up operation. Humans were unfortunately clever enough to see the difference between weapons they had and those alien to them were they to study the damages and study them they would. Thus, detonating plasma charges or anti-matter bombs... or that fold-space warhead he was truly itching to try out, was not exactly preferable.

Oh well, these explosive shells emulating human naval artillery barrage were plenty fun to throw around. Sure, an international incident might follow. North Korea blaming their Southern neighbor or United States of America for defiling their soil or something. Brawl didn't really care. That was human business. And well, maybe some unrest between the meatbag nations would actually prove to further Decepticon goals. Well, maybe. He certainly wasn't going to ponder the results in depth. That was what the Onslaughts, Razorclaws and Shockwaves and such were there for. Well, whoever ended up being the boss after the leadership issue was handled.

Frag. That slagging leadership thingy. He had almost forgotten the whole thing. Firing one last explosive shell to the shore, Brawl - whom had driven himself into the sea in his tank form - transformed back into his robot mode and spared a short moment to admire his handiwork. Deciding it was satisfactory, Brawl activated his bounce beacon and disappeared seconds later in a bright beam of light.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Drop Bear » Thu Feb 14, 2013 3:36 am

Motto: "Face it: we're doomed."
Weapon: Black Magic
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One by one, the Combaticons were speared by columns of brilliant white light that transported them to the Thanatos. First Onslaught, then Vortex; Swindle and Brawl's departures soon followed afterwards. Blitzwing stood on the grain-filled strip of land, Astrotrain the only other mechanoid present on the shoreline.

He'd taken what he'd needed from the mini armoury, ammunition for his rifle, a couple of repair patches, and the energon containers Swindle had offered to him personally, all crucial items he could ill afford to decline. Even if Swindle was scheming, somehow searching for a way for Blitzwing to “owe him a favour”, the Triple Changer had to appreciate the free loot, if only a little.

And he also had to give him credit for knowing his way around words. Swindle certainly boasted the gift of the gab, his silver glossa aiding him in delivering persuasive and inviting speech. Even Blitzwing had to exercise caution, for he, a merciless killer owning the blackest brand of humour, could still fall victim to Swindle's words, his half-truths, and his lies.

Having said that, though, he was telling the truth about one thing: that Blitzwing had escaped punishment for his insubordination. For Onslaught to apparently drop the incident and forget about it—well, that happened as often as Ramjet made a rational decision.

Oh. Too soon?

Astrotrain transformed into his train mode and several metallic claws and cables emerged from the opened rear doors, grabbing the mini armoury and pulling it into his cargo hold. Blitzwing would have helped, but Astrotrain seemed to be doing fine without him.

He chuckled. “Octane would lose his slag over this pod. You know, I don't think we should let him know about it, 'cause we both know what he'll do."

Octane was a bastard at the best of times. If he managed to find out about the mini armoury and claimed it as his own, not a single Decepticon would hear the end of it. Ever.

Speaking of Decepticons...

“Hey, genius!" Blitzwing called out to Ramjet. “When you're finished being one with nature, why don't you take some stuff out of this pod so we can get the Pit out of here?"

Right. The realisation smacked him in the face-plate as if a Dinobot had struck him. Ramjet was probably still disabled from Swindle's gyro gun.

Blitzwing glanced at Astrotrain before jerking a thumb at the Seeker. “Am I supposed to be helping him or something?"
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Insidious » Thu Feb 14, 2013 2:03 pm

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Astrotrain had been a little surprised that Ramjet hadn't fired back with some angry retort. Surprised until he realized that he was probably still feeling the aftereffects of Swindle's clever little assault. Blitzwing had clearly come to the same conclusion.

"Oh no, please, allow me," the triple-changing train grumbled as he finished securing Swindle's little cash cow and slammed his gears in to reverse. His fellow triple-changer needed a little ribbing for just standing there. Astrotrain himself had been on the receiving end of it more than once. Such was the nature of the triorians' existence.

The large train hissed and the sound of metal grinding together was enough to overload a typical audio receptor as Astrotrain moved in to position. Then the same cables that had snaked their way out to lay claim to the pod now moved to do the same with the fallen Seeker.

"This slaggin' earth terrain is getting in to places where I didn't know I had places," Astrotrain continued, not quite having reached his complaint quota for the orn.

"Unicron forbid we break protocol and leave you out here for the fleshies to find," Astrotrain said, as the cables began to unceremoniously drag Ramjet into his cargo space.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Smokescreen85 » Fri Feb 15, 2013 10:20 am

Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
The Yellow Sea - Underwater Base

Long Haul’s optics slowly flickered on, revealing the sight of some of his fellow Constructicons who were standing over and around him. His HUD indicated that each of his systems were now back online and operating at optimal efficiency. That was very good news as it meant everything had gone according to plan. The modifications were an apparent success just like the others before him. Once the rest underwent the same procedure, Devastator would finally become a reality and the Empire would fall under a Constructicon regime.

“I don’t really feel any different," Long Haul commented as he sat up and slid off of the medical slab he had been lying on. Stretching out his limbs and servos, the green transport took a deep intake of air before releasing it again. He then glanced over at the surgical engineer who was preparing for his next patient. “Thanks, Hook. I appreciate the upgrade. Can’t wait to try out my new mode. Heh."

Finally, Long Haul noticed that Bonecrusher was preparing for his turn under the knife. The heavy lifter quickly stepped aside in order to give his grumpy comrade room to take his place on the med berth. “Don’t worry about a thing, ‘Crusher. It doesn’t hurt a bit! Hook’s a real pro at this. You’ll feel great afterwards!" Long Haul patted his fellow Constructicon on the back before moving away to look himself over. The transporter wanted to be sure that all of his parts were accounted for. Everything appeared to be in order as there was nothing visibly different about his framework. Whatever adjustments had been made, they were internal and would only reveal themselves once the transformation into the gestalt commenced.

Probably a good thing. We don’t need the other ‘Cons asking us about any noticeable changes, Long Haul thought as he turned his attention back to the surgical berth. Until Scrapper gave him new orders, the transporter would allow his curiosity to get the better of him and watch as Hook performed the operation on Bonecrusher.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby #Sideways# » Fri Feb 15, 2013 4:54 pm

Motto: "If the ends justify the means, then life is just about as meaningless to you than the cause you think so highly of."
Weapon: Rapid-Fire Sonic Shell Cannons
OoC: Sorry about the wait! :D

Shoreline

Ramjet waited for Swindle to disappear in a shaft of light before he made any attempt at standing. The absolute last thing he wanted to do was to make a fool of himself in front of the black market salesman. The effects of his destabilization dissipating, Ramjet began to stand, only to have Astrotrain begin to pull him into his cargo space.

"I appreciate the offer, but there is something I must do!" Ramjet stood up to his full height, shaking the cables off him and began to walk towards the water.

Pausing for a moment, Ramjet turned to the Triplechangers.

"Wait, get out of this place? That I agree with, but... Where will you go? With him?" Ramjet jabbed his right thumb at where Swindle once stood, "I could give you an alternative that would have a lot less doing dirty-work for our... Mutual friend."

*****

Seafloor

When Bonecrusher heard Scrapper say that it was his turn for the combiner treatment, he tried to hide his excitement. Keyword being tried.

"Finally! Finally, we'll get the respect we deserve!" Bonecrusher said, striding to the medical table at an excited pace.

It was a good thing Long Haul gave him a wide girth, for he stormed through the area and over to Hook as fast as he could without stirring up too much dust.

"Don't worry, 'Haul, I don't have any doubts 'bout ol' Hook! The wa'er in my circuits, though..." Bonecrusher replied to his transport friend.

And with that, he lied down upon the table and activated a screen showing schematics for Devastator. He didn't offline his optics. He wanted stare at Devastator in all his glory.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Drop Bear » Mon Feb 18, 2013 4:54 am

Motto: "Face it: we're doomed."
Weapon: Black Magic
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The cables continued to haul Ramjet into Astrotrain's cargo area. Or did, until he regained control over his many functions and systems, the effects of the gyro gun having apparently dispersed.

Good thing Swindle wasn't around to witness that, otherwise he might have shot Ramjet again for recovering so quickly. And to reinforce the notion of disrespecting a Combaticon, even the least militant of them, was a terrible one. Maybe a little of both.

A balanced mixture of amusement and suspicion had Blitzwing absorbing what the Seeker had said to him. He still wanted to go through with his plan, whatever it entailed.

Blitzwing tilted his cranial unit to one side, wearing a peculiar smile. “And where exactly do you want to take us, Ramjet?" He jabbed a digit at him. “Just what have you been up to lately? You sound no better than the Combaticon."

He wondered if Swindle's gyro gun had scrambled something inside of Ramjet's processors. Perhaps not, but it seemed as though he insisted on the Triple Changers accompanying him.

Then again, Ramjet did plenty of crashing into objects, all of it intentional, and all of them starting impact with that thick helm of his. So realistically, he had to be messed up in there.

“I don't know about this." Blitzwing turned to Astrotrain. “We're supposed to be going back down there to help the 'Structies or something, right? Help with the base or some slag like that?"

Truth be told, he didn't remember. For all he knew, he should have been bouncing to the Thanatos, along with the Combaticons.

“Look, I don't care where we go." Blitzwing glared at Ramjet. “But if you get us in trouble, I swear to Primus the next serving of energon I have will come from you. I'll cut you wide open and drain you dry."

So somewhat like Bomb-Burst, only he wouldn't look even half as grotesque as Blitzwing slicing Ramjet open with his scimitar and feasting on the energon inside.

“We understand each other?"
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Foxfire13795 » Mon Feb 18, 2013 6:37 am

Motto: "Broken Autobots never mend."
Weapon: Magnetic Repellor-Attractor
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Scavenger would have flinched when Mixmaster slung his arm around Scavenger's shoulder if it hadn't been for the fact that Mixmaster would have been prompted to do something only the Constructicon excavator would regret. Instead, Scavenger slowly tried to extricate himself form his deranged comrade's grasp.

All thoughts of escape, however, soon ceased when Mixmaster mentioned doing a little digging. Scavenger's optics shone just a little bit brighter. The Fallen became all but a distant memory, forgotten like a nightmare from a deep recharge cycle.

"Sure thing, Mixmaster, buddy! Where did you want to dig? My scanners are picking up mineral deposits over there and there and there...." Scavenger said, pointing at each subsequent location.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Insidious » Mon Feb 18, 2013 7:20 pm

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Astrotrain didn't even grumble as Ramjet freed himself from the triple-changer's assistance. That suited him just fine. Less weight he needed to carry to wherever it was they needed to go.

"He's still scheming," Astrotrain said, the front lights of his train mode flickering in conjunction with his words. "Not that I blame him. Who wouldn't, at least in passing, entertain the idea of assuming all the power that Megatron had? I've done it. The idea passes quick though, since there's a lot of strings that come with that power and I don't want to be the one holding them.

"I think Rammy here actually does though. I don't know if that makes him competent or crazy."

With a hiss, the doors to Astrotrain's posterior vehicle section sealed themselves off.

"That said....like Blitz asked, we gotta know what your selling, since Swindle's offer wasn't too bad. You've gotta do better."

The explosions nearby pretty much gave all the confirmation that Astrotrain needed that the Combaticons were done here, at least for the time being and that this wasn't some sort of elaborate test of their willingness to comply with their new orders.

Tyranny was so much simpler. Megatron say. Astrotrain do. The more he was faced with all these choices, the less he liked them.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby #Sideways# » Fri Feb 22, 2013 8:30 am

Motto: "If the ends justify the means, then life is just about as meaningless to you than the cause you think so highly of."
Weapon: Rapid-Fire Sonic Shell Cannons
Shoreline

Ramjet listened to the threats of his friend Blitzwing and, on the inside, smiled. He knew there wasn't anything behind it, but still, he'd like to see the Triplechanger try. Either way, he had gained an audience from both of them, and that was this goal. Now was the hard part. Bluffing until he could actually find means to get back to the Ultrax.

Well, he was going to bluff until suddenly over his comm link, he heard the high-pitched buzzing of Waspinator, and this time, it was a welcome noise; the Insecticon had good news. Smirking briefly, he turned to Astrotrain when the word "crazy" was spoken.

"You know, maybe I am a bit crazy, maybe I am. I mean," Ramjet stopped for a moment to consider his next words carefully, "You gotta be a little crazy to do the thing I just did. Speaking of, if you tell anyone what you are about to hear without my permission alone, I will hunt you down and shove my head through your chest. But I digress. You see, there was a... A little vacancy on a ship in the deepest part of this mudball. It just so happened that I have a man already in there, and as it turns out, he got the Bounce Pad working."

Letting his words sink in for a moment, Ramjet continued.

"You heard me correctly. I got a ship, right out from under everyone's olfactory units. Now, in a location where no one will think of - Scratch that, a heavily armed location where no one will think to look, you won't have any worries again." Ramjet said with a gesture of his hand at the final notion.

Things were just falling into place...
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Insidious » Sat Feb 23, 2013 10:20 am

Weapon: Oxidating Laser
Undersea Base

Scrapper looked over at Long Haul as Hook continued with his work.

"Help those two," he said, indicating Scavenger and Mixmaster. "Anything of value that Scavenger digs up and Mixmaster can't refine will need to be hauled away until we have more time to get to it."

Scrapper knew that the mineral compounds on this planet were rich and varied. Everything they could make use of would save them from having to draw from already limited Decepticon resources.

"Secondly, confer with them regarding additional structures this base needs. I'll listen to any proposals, provided we can acquire the corresponding resources in an efficient amount of time."

Scrapper already had some ideas about additional space this base would need and what it would be used for, as he knew Hook would as well, but he had no qualms about soliciting ideas from all the members on his team. What they ultimately wanted to do with this base and what they could work on right now were two starkly different things.
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Astrotrain had nodded at Blitzwing's question.

"Yeah, something like that. Don't know what for. They've got that one that hauls everything. Don't know why they would need us."

His engines, idling, Astrotrain listened to Ramjet's ideas. He had a ship? What ship? What ships were assigned to this sector anyway? Astrotrain dug through his memory files until he found the answer he was probably looking for. That Stunticon junker? What a piece of--

--wait, that was probably where Octane got himself holed up. He sure didn't seem to be anywhere else.

Astrotrain had liked what Swindle offered up, but he wasn't seeing any reason he couldn't have his cake and eat it too, as these fleshbags liked to say. If Ramjet thought he could legitimately lay claim to the Ultrax, that meant all the other big dogs were playing somewhere else. Which meant the thing could be ripe for the stripping. Besides, it would be a lot easier to do business with a mech like Swindle if he and Blitz could procure some collateral of their own. Something useful, but also something likely to be overlooked by Motormaster for a long, long time, when and if he ever bothered to return to his junker.

More importantly, Astrotrain had actually listened to Ramjet's little threat. In most other circumstances, the triple-changer might have laughed at the black-and-white Seeker. But under the current circumstances, and given the specificity of the threat he had chosen to make his point, Astrotrain was actually pretty sure that Ramjet could well follow through on it. It was just as well, as Astrotrain hadn't really heard anything that he felt inclined to pass on anyway, except to Blitzwing, and he was already here.

"Hmm...gotta say, I'm actually intrigued by this. What do you think, Blitz? Swindle can always get a hold of us inside the ship once he finds out what he wants us to do to cash in our punishment."
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Smokescreen85 » Sat Feb 23, 2013 11:33 pm

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Undersea Base

Long Haul listened as Scrapper gave him new orders that would require him to assist both Scavenger and Mixmaster, once again making use of the heavy lifter’s ability to lug crap from one place to another. In this case, whatever the excavator was able to dig up that was of no immediate use to the chemist would need to be taken elsewhere. It was more of the same old routine, except this time there was a secondary objective, one that would allow the green transporter to do something more than just carry loads of rock and dirt around. “Sure thing, boss! No problem!" Long Haul replied enthusiastically to the Constructicon Commander followed by a respectful salute. Unfortunately, he would now miss the rest of Hook’s operation on Bonecrusher, but orders were orders.

Without further delay, the heavy lifter excused himself and made his way over to where Scavenger and Mixmaster were conversing with each other. “Hey, fellas! How’s it going over here? I got new orders from Scrapper that says I’m supposed to help you guys lug away whatever can't be refined. I’m not overly excited about that part, but the boss did say that I’m also supposed to talk with you about any additional structures for the base. He said he’d listen to whatever we came up with just as long as we can get the materials quick enough. I’ve got a few ideas of my own if you guys want to hear them."

Long Haul wasn’t expecting his fellow Constructicons to take his ideas seriously or even listen to them for that matter. The transporter was just a mere grunt whose job it was to do what he was told and not to think about things too much. He wasn’t stupid by any means, but most mechs just expected him to do his mundane job and keep his mouthpiece shut. Even if no one wanted to listen to his thoughts now regarding the undersea base, at least he had Devastator to look forward to. Soon, very soon, he would be a part of something greater than anything the Empire has ever seen before.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Drop Bear » Tue Feb 26, 2013 4:36 am

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Shoreline

So Ramjet had a plan, after all, not some little tactless suicide mission where he intended to drag Blitzwing and Astrotrain along with him to die in unrivalled stupidity. One for the history data slates, that would have been. Right up there snuggling with Ramjet's other ill-advised ideas, all ten thousand of them.

Fortunately, that wasn't the case this time. Ramjet possessed a half decent proposal, something with a degree of consideration injected into it. Miracles did exist.

Blitzwing flashed Astrotrain a grin. “Sure, why not? I'm game. Let's see how far ol' Rammy can take us. And like you said, Swindle can get a hold of us easy enough. When he decides to spare us a thought over his schemes."

Yes, his plan would turn out just fine. Why? Because if it didn't, if it fell through, Blitzwing could either bail when it was looking dubious or shift the blame on Ramjet if they were discovered. With Astrotrain in his corner, he could tack the fault on the Seeker easier than he could get Drag Strip to accept his challenge to a race.

But if it did work out okay—well, that would be a whole lot better.

As long as Ramjet didn't threaten to shove his cranial unit through Blitzwing's chest-plate again. Because if he tried such a thing, he'd find his cranial unit shoved up his aft, friend or not.

Blitzwing did not take too kindly to threats, particularly when he'd been on the receiving end of them on numerous occasions. He couldn't help it if his personality didn't appeal to everyone, and he sure as the Pit wasn't going to change for some whiner.

“All right, Ramjet. Let's do this thing before Phase Five hits this mud ball and I miss out on all the fun."
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby #Sideways# » Wed Mar 20, 2013 2:29 pm

Motto: "If the ends justify the means, then life is just about as meaningless to you than the cause you think so highly of."
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Beach

Ramjet couldn't help but to smirk. Not only did he have a heavily armed ship, but he had two extremely useful lieutenants. Slipstream was probably not on that list, and Waspinator wasn't exactly as useful as Blitzwing and Astrotrain, but still. Good fortune indeed.

"Excellent. We're gonna do great things, boys, great things. Now get back to the Ultrax where Waspinator will be waiting for you. Fix what you can. I'll brief you when I arrive." Ramjet ordered his new soldiers, standing briefly in one place, then turning to walk down into the water; where he last saw the Constructicons.

Breaching the water, Ramjet felt the unpleasant cold and the salty brine wash over his body. Disgusting. You know what? The whole planet was disgusting. Even the skies had bits of smog and whatnot thrown in. Filthy. Just filthy.

Carefully thinking about what he was going to say, Ramjet walked down and almost into the clearing when he stopped and hid behind a rock. What were they all doing? Grouped around one of their members whilst Hook was working on him?

Gazing into the tent with zoomed optics, Ramjet saw parts being put inside Bonecrusher. Added and not replaced. This was beyond odd; it was downright suspicious. Looking about the tent for anything to tell Ramjet just what the Constructicons were doing, Ramjet was sure that one of them was looking at something. Plans for something perhaps? Taking a quick mental snap of the Constructicons gathered around Bonecrusher, Ramjet rose from the rock and approached the Decepticon construction team.

"Heya fellas! What're you up to, eh?" Ramjet said, trying not to coin the famous earthen phrase "Lucy, you've got some splainin' do to".
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Insidious » Thu Mar 21, 2013 10:35 am

Weapon: Oxidating Laser
Shoreline

Astrotrain was glad enough that Blitzwing had agreed with the general direction things were going for them, especially since he didn't really have any better ideas at the moment. Between lining some things up with Swindle and indulging some of Ramjet's command fantasies just to shake things up some more, Astrotrain was all in all content with events as they stood.

"Right," Astrotrain said, firing up his thrusters. "Wait, Waspinator? Oh...man. What a little glitch. Oh well. Ultrax it is. Last one to find Octane has to shine Waspy's aft-plating, heh heh."

The triple-changer lumbered forward in his locomotive mode as gears and plates shifted, completing his transformation as he moved before launching himself up into the air and off in the direction of the Decepticon vessel via the signal provided by Ramjet.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Foxfire13795 » Tue Mar 26, 2013 4:00 am

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Undersea Base

"Sure thing, Long Haul. Let 'em rip. I ain't got any ideas." Scavenger wouldn't exactly be called the brains of the Constructicons. For that matter, he wouldn't be called the brains of anything. He was just the guy that dug all of the holes. He was muscle. He liked it that way. He didn't have to worry about much. All he wanted in life was some recognition from his teammates. Maybe to crush in a couple of Autobot's craniums. Yeah. This was the good life.

Scavenger also took this time to extract himself from Mixmaster's clutches. He didn't need someone hanging over him once he got to work. The excavator was priming his sensors to scan for some raw materials when he noticed Ramjet pop up outta nowhere and waltz over toward where Scrapper and Hook were operating. Not good.

The excavator decided to let Scrapper handle that one. He'd probably let something slip that he wasn't supposed to. The last thing they needed was for project Devastator to be compromised. It was their only security for their future position in the Decepticons.
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Smokescreen85 » Sun Mar 31, 2013 6:44 am

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Long Haul was pleasantly surprised when Scavenger agreed to hear some of his ideas regarding the new base. Mixmaster, on the other hand, had remained oddly silent, but that didn’t bother the heavy lifter in the slightest. He was used to being ignored or glossed over. Just as long as the green transporter carried stuff to and fro most of his teammates were happy to leave him be. The excavator, however, had always been nice enough to lend an audio receptor on occasion even if he sometimes appeared bored when doing so.

“Ah, thanks, Scavenger! I appreciate it!" Long Haul replied with a smile hidden underneath his faceshield. Now was his chance to make a real difference beyond his usual loading and unloading of equipment and raw materials. The heavy lifter was about to convey his ideas when he saw and heard Ramjet approach Hook and the others, wanting to know what they were doing. “Slaggit! That coneheaded buffoon’s gotta stick his pointy cranial unit into everyone else’s business, doesn’t he?" Long Haul whispered to the chemical engineer and excavator in a low voice so that no one else could hear him. The transport then moved away from the interloping seeker, motioning for his two comrades to join him.

Once enough distance had been placed between Ramjet and the Constructicon trio, Long Haul felt it was safe to finally tell his ideas to Scavenger and Mixmaster. “Okay, guys, he shouldn’t be able to hear us now. I figured that we could build a ‘large scale’ training room that would allow us to practice fighting as you-know-who." The heavy lifter was clearly referring to Devastator and the potential that the team would need a place to adjust to being the gestalt. It’s one thing to operate as six individuals, but another thing entirely to work together as one giant combiner. “Also, I think we should maybe consider an added section to the armory which could accommodate oversized weapons. I mean, where else are we gonna store you-know-who’s guns when they’re not in use, right? Anyway, those are just a couple of ideas I had, but ones we might want to consider at least."
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Insidious » Tue Apr 02, 2013 2:33 am

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Undersea Base

"Heya fellas! What're you up to, eh? Lucy, you've got some splainin' do to".

Scrapper visibly stiffened as an unfamiliar voice interjected a greeting and a question in their general direction. Scrapper's hands froze where they were so as not to interfere with any of he and Hook's current labors, turning to look over his shoulder and find out who was speaking. It was a familiar voice, but still not one that he was wanting to hear. Ramjet. Great. Where one Seeker was, Starscream's prying optics could not be too far away.

And why had they, or he, been referred to as "Lucy"? It had to have something to do with some aspect of this planet's vapid culture.

He gave a slight nod to Hook, indicating that he could continue his work safely and Scrapper would deal with the interference.

"Tune-ups, pretty much," Scrapper said, turning to face the larger Seeker. "We've been in a few too many battles lately, and with the political situation being what it is, there's probably going to be more. My team needs to be at peak functioning."

He took a moment to look Ramjet over, feigning concern for his physical condition.

"We heard there was a battle on the surface up there. Were you involved? It looks like you took some shots."
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Foxfire13795 » Fri Apr 05, 2013 10:13 pm

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Weapon: Magnetic Repellor-Attractor
Undersea Base

"Lousy seekers..." Scavenger grumbled bitterly as he lumbered over to Long Haul's side, far from the coneheaded Ramjet.

The excavator's expression lightened into one a bit more amiable as he listened to a few of Long Haul's suggestions. A training room would be a good idea. A very good idea. Especially since the excavator had no idea how this Devastator combiner thing would work. The room would need to be made out of some pretty durable material though. Didn't want to accidentally break down a wall trying to take a step forward. They were gonna have a pretty interesting time adjusting to working together as Devastator.

"Yeah, that's a good idea. Need some sturdy materials for it though. Maybe reinforce it a couple o' times," Scavenger said.

Scavenger nodded as Long Haul continued to mention an addition to the armory for large-scale weapons. Made sense. Didn't want gigantic guns and whatever else crammed wherever they could fit into the current armory. The excavator strained his processors for something to add to Long Haul's submissions. Nothing really came to mind. All he really wanted to do was get his actuators dirty digging up some materials that they could use to build the structures.

"It all sounds good. You suggest 'em to Scrapper once that nosy conehead is out of our gears. We're gonna need some more materials if we wanna build all that though. My scanners picked up a deposit of ores over there," Scavenger said to Long Haul and Mixmaster, nodding to indicate the direction, "Uh...think we should start digging them up or should we wait for that seeker to leave?"
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Re: Sea of Change

Postby Smokescreen85 » Sun Apr 07, 2013 11:49 am

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Undersea Base

Long Haul was happy to hear that Scavenger actually liked his pair of ideas for the new base, even if they only benefited the Constructicons and their eventual gestalt form. The heavy lifter nodded in agreement when the excavator said that he should mention his ideas to Scrapper once that cone-headed nut job was out of the way. “Yeah, but I don’t really want to wait for dumb-aft to leave before telling the boss, you know? I guess a private comm line will do the trick just fine. I’d also get started on digging. Again, no need to delay things further."

Long Haul then opened a secured channel directly to Scrapper, which no one else would be able to overhear or tap into:

>>”Hey, Boss! It’s Long Haul. Just wanted to run a couple of ideas by you that I came up with for the new base. I already mentioned them to Scavers and Mixy and they seem to like ‘em. Anyway, I figured we could build an extra large training room for Devastator so that we can adjust to being combined as well as add an extension to the armory where we can store the gestalt’s big-sized weapons. How do those sound?"<<
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