by Baneblade » Sat Jul 06, 2013 9:06 pm
- Motto: "Scream....it only make it more fun"
- Weapon: Plasma Cannon
ooc: yes its been a while you lunkheads
Thanatos - Med-Lab: CR Chamber: Foreclosure of a dream
Vindicator stood on the cliff overseeing the Iridium falls. It was something of rare beauty that the towering Decepticon got to see for himself, and one that was his little place to contemplate his moves and challenges. How to overcome the difficulties in the mines, and how to devise the best plans, the best foundations. It was peaceful here - and a break from the endless grind of the clanging and banging of rock, ore and the screeching of drilling. The large mechanoid turned his amber optics away from the beautiful spectacle to some vague shape on the horizon.
His optics flickered as he looked back towards the waterfall.
Instead of the waterfall, he was back in the energon mine as a cybertronian guard was rushing towards him. His shock maul drawn, ready to strike as he closed on the bigger mechanoid.
Vindicator reacted with his warrior reflexes, and instead of lifting one of the large mining hammers, it was a sinister, glowing war axe that cleft through the Cybertronian's torso, tearing his arm off at the shoulder joint and deep into the main energon artery in the guard's neck. The head hung there - inert as the body slumped forwards under its own momentum as the energon and other fluids fountained over Vindicator as he swung the axe back and cleft another guard's cranial plate in half, exposing his brain-pan in a shower of sparks as the lifeless body crashed into the bedrock of the mine.
Vindicator let a snarling roar jettison from his vocaliser as he ran forwards towards the Autocrat that came to shut-down the mine. A group of guards moved forwards, and Vindicator lept forwards, scooping up a mining hammer as he flew with the full fury of a berzerker.
In the med-lab, the CR Chamber that housed Vindicator was going through its re-animation stages as it began to count down its process to the final stages. The nanite rich nutrient slowly swirling as it began to be drained away, into the storage tanks deep within the Thanatos. Vindicator's mind swirled in time with the draining liquid as he began to dream some more. The past rising up like dredged sludge, the murk making his digits, and hands twitch.
"Bloody Autocrats..." spat the burly 'con that had hefted the post into place. "...if it wasn't for them, and their greed, then we wouldn't be in this mess!" Vindicator looked at Contemptor and then slugged him in the back of the head for his impudence.
"You forget that it was those same Autocrats who had sent you out into space and then left you for dead when your ship blew! The siege specialist snapped harshly as the other con clutched the back of his head in discomfort. Vindicator hissed silently at the greenhorn. Yes the new 'con had his uses, but he grumped and groaned too much, as if menial labour was below his station.
"Punch me like that again and I'll...."
"...You'll do what?" Vindicator snapped, holding his Thunderhammer in his one hand as the head of the venomous weapon moved scant millimeters from the side of Contemptor's head. "Remember this..." chided the siege engineer "...we are in service to our leader Megatron, and we carry out his will! Nothing else matters..."
"...Nothing?" Came the nervous reply
"Exactly...Nothing!" Vindicator lowered the intimidating hammer "...so stop your wretched, furnace churning, whining and finish with the insertion of these primary pillars! I want to report to Lord Megatron that the outer stage defenses have been completed!" The large decepticon turned away and looked down over the sprawling mass below them. It had once been the Iridium Falls, and now it was part of the first line ground defenses in Decepticon territory. "...We are already a vorn behind schedule, and the Constructicons are doing their utmost to manufacture the walls. I can't have those not pulling their weight as part of this venture - unless they want to be part of the walls...permanently!"
In the CR Chamber, Vindicator's dental plates ground together in a snarl as he continued to dream, all the while the nutrient slowly drained away, revealing more of the siege commander's newly worked finish of black-chrome and red. Parts of his armour were accented with a golden trip, reminiscent of his amber optics. It wasn't over the top, or ostentatious as some of the flashier con's would have, but it served enough to accent the more strategic nature of this decepticon. More of the liquid began to drain away, and Vindicator's optic's came online at the same time as he began to flex his wrists and hands as he waded out of the still draining liquid, some of it spilling onto the floor of the med-bay.
The big 'con stretched and rotated his shoulders as he scanned his surroundings, and apart from the odd drone milling around carrying out the menial tasks, the place was pretty much empty - well empty except for a pile of familiar looking parts, slumped on top of one another. Vindicator approached the jagged pile of metal and found a familiar face looking back at him with dead optics.
A sorry sight indeed.
Vindicator picked up the head and looked at it, as if expecting it to say something. If ever there were a hamlet moment, this would have been it, as the head of the former hunter was held but for a fleeting moment, then discarded as if it were nothing. He picked through the wreckage and found what he was looking for. It was an energon war axe, and as he held it, he studied the weapon, feeling the balance and heft in the single handed murder-maker.
'Perhaps a modification to my Thunder-Hammer would be more useful...hammer and axe. I quite like the idea, and it would go with the new look me, and this extra ablative armour...'
Vindicator attempted his transformation and his new tank mode looked more imposing than the last. The Achilles Pattern human siege tank looked twice as menacing in the close confines of the med-lab. Vindicator let loose a dark yet excited laugh.
"hah hah...this feels so much better than I was before...now..." he transformed back into robot mode, testing out the shredder cannons on his arms. The weapons were functioning normally - at optimal efficiency.
"Seems like taking a long bath and a nap at the same time really helps!" The big mech said with a grin "...Now, where is everyone?" He turned around and saw a familiar form inside another CR chamber, and a smile moved across his faceplate as he placed his hand on the glass door.
Vindicator spoke softly "Darkfire" as over his shoulder, things began to get a lot more interesting in the med bay.