Ep0 - "Told ya" - Open
Dec 23, 2011 14:00:43 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2011 14:00:43 GMT -5
The Bots weren’t moving. They were snarking, but they weren’t moving and the ground bridge wasn’t closing and Prime wasn’t showing and the moment Bulkhead shifted his weight Barricade read from his body language the thought process motivating him: they were gonna scram. Slaggit, scragging Autobots not doing like they were supposed to. Shockwave’s Vehicon units were, no doubt, already on sight and draining the power stations but this was untested tech and they needed all the time they could buy for Fairwinds and the fragging psycho-Con to finish calibrating the warship, lobotomize it for control, and bring this holocaustic war to an end. Barricade could hear it still, what Megatron had said to him: “…accept that I am giving it to you.” One more weapon of mass destruction unleashed one last time…
The war was going to end in the next 48 hours. Time to shock and awe them.
“Tell ya what, Shadow. You’re right. I take too much time gloating let’s just get the point. Manny.” This he said over comm to the flyer overhead. “Get to the point, yeah?” And that was when Manfred transformed. Over half a mile up, the Vehicon’s cockpit came apart and with a vicious twist and a braking drag of inertia Ray Clancy hurdled into free fall. Then he kept falling. He fell for a long time. From where they stood the screams were far, far away but from the look on Bluestreak’s face… he was sure the bot would hear that sound for the rest of his very short, pointless life. Then, just to move this along, ::Fire..::
The jet hooked up, rocketed after the falling human and fired one unnecessary shot. Ray never hit the ground. Nothing hit the ground at all. Barricade saluted the Autobots, flipped backward, collapsing into his alt and reversing hard. “Later, Bluestreak! Remember: IT’S YOUR FAULT!” And then the roar of an alien V-8 engine was all that remained and a rooster tail of dust kicked up in the wake of Barricade’s retreat. Over comm he radioed out, checking his rearview.
::Starscream. Autobots are engaged. Lock onto my position and get ready to slag the followers.::
The war was going to end in the next 48 hours. Time to shock and awe them.
“Tell ya what, Shadow. You’re right. I take too much time gloating let’s just get the point. Manny.” This he said over comm to the flyer overhead. “Get to the point, yeah?” And that was when Manfred transformed. Over half a mile up, the Vehicon’s cockpit came apart and with a vicious twist and a braking drag of inertia Ray Clancy hurdled into free fall. Then he kept falling. He fell for a long time. From where they stood the screams were far, far away but from the look on Bluestreak’s face… he was sure the bot would hear that sound for the rest of his very short, pointless life. Then, just to move this along, ::Fire..::
The jet hooked up, rocketed after the falling human and fired one unnecessary shot. Ray never hit the ground. Nothing hit the ground at all. Barricade saluted the Autobots, flipped backward, collapsing into his alt and reversing hard. “Later, Bluestreak! Remember: IT’S YOUR FAULT!” And then the roar of an alien V-8 engine was all that remained and a rooster tail of dust kicked up in the wake of Barricade’s retreat. Over comm he radioed out, checking his rearview.
::Starscream. Autobots are engaged. Lock onto my position and get ready to slag the followers.::