Flashback-Bait-Closed
Oct 15, 2012 20:45:00 GMT -5
Post by reflector on Oct 15, 2012 20:45:00 GMT -5
((Well, closed is relative I guess. If someone felt like joining in I wouldn't be opposed, provided of course there is a good explanation of why your character is in or around Reflector's unit.))
'OhslagohslagohslagohprimusslaggingPrimus!'
The little Minicon was shooting through the vents at a breakneck speed, his metal feet scrambled and left little nicks here and there as the bot ran. Normally the vents and hollows in the wall of a Decepticon base were a safe heaven for him, but at the moment they were a deathtrap. As Reflector ran his audio sensors could pick up hundreds of little metal pings, followed by a loud clank every now and again. It freaked the little Minicon out, he began to make a little screeching sound as he rounded a corner in the vent. Thankfully Reflector was fast, agile and smart, however the terrors on his trail were every bit as quick and agile. By the grace of Primus, the monsters chasing him were about as much cunning as two bolts rattling around an empty energon cube.
The mech saw his salvation, an exhaust port to the outside world, with any luck he would be able to gain more ground on an open terrain or maybe lose the little monsters. The little bot paused long enough to power up his optic-laser to burn through the vent's couplings so he could kick it out. Reflector then dived out of the vent, hitting the ground hard. He was stunned for just a moment as a shadow began to form above him.
"Move you glitchmouse!" The shout just barely brought Reflector back to his senses and under the stress he broke apart into three parts, each skidding off in a different direction. Just in time to avoid a hail of plasma, bullets and explosives. All of which exterminated an infestation of scraplets that had begun to nest inside the base. They managed to chew through eight drones and the lower half of a Decepticon piston-headed guard. Reflector found it funny until he was volunteered to act as bait to draw the little pests out before they caused any more damage. Behind the line of giant mechs who were busy making sure not a scrap of scraplet was left, Reflector pulled himself back together. The tiny mech was shivering so bad the shutter on his optic was a blur as it clicked open and closed about a hundred times a second.
'OhslagohslagohslagohprimusslaggingPrimus!'
The little Minicon was shooting through the vents at a breakneck speed, his metal feet scrambled and left little nicks here and there as the bot ran. Normally the vents and hollows in the wall of a Decepticon base were a safe heaven for him, but at the moment they were a deathtrap. As Reflector ran his audio sensors could pick up hundreds of little metal pings, followed by a loud clank every now and again. It freaked the little Minicon out, he began to make a little screeching sound as he rounded a corner in the vent. Thankfully Reflector was fast, agile and smart, however the terrors on his trail were every bit as quick and agile. By the grace of Primus, the monsters chasing him were about as much cunning as two bolts rattling around an empty energon cube.
The mech saw his salvation, an exhaust port to the outside world, with any luck he would be able to gain more ground on an open terrain or maybe lose the little monsters. The little bot paused long enough to power up his optic-laser to burn through the vent's couplings so he could kick it out. Reflector then dived out of the vent, hitting the ground hard. He was stunned for just a moment as a shadow began to form above him.
"Move you glitchmouse!" The shout just barely brought Reflector back to his senses and under the stress he broke apart into three parts, each skidding off in a different direction. Just in time to avoid a hail of plasma, bullets and explosives. All of which exterminated an infestation of scraplets that had begun to nest inside the base. They managed to chew through eight drones and the lower half of a Decepticon piston-headed guard. Reflector found it funny until he was volunteered to act as bait to draw the little pests out before they caused any more damage. Behind the line of giant mechs who were busy making sure not a scrap of scraplet was left, Reflector pulled himself back together. The tiny mech was shivering so bad the shutter on his optic was a blur as it clicked open and closed about a hundred times a second.