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| - Orion Pax - Command Deck ==============================[ The Orion Pax ]=============================== The Command Deck of the Ark II is modern, sleek and ergonomically designed. The bulkheads and deck are a sleek, polished orange alloy, yet provide suitable traction for Autobot officers running madcap from station to station during an emergency. The entire area is permeated with the crisp, chemical and metallic scent of "New Battleship Smell" which seems to drive a constant atmosphere of readiness and confidence. The command deck is cavernous; designed like an auditorium, several levels of work stations face a massive high-resolution monitor that provides a nominal view of the star carrier's kilometer-long deck. However, the monitor is not a view window -- frequently, especially during a battle, it can change to represent a view of any number of the ship's multiple exterior sensors, including AWACS and battlefeed transmissions from units on the frontline. The topmost "shelf" facing the viewscreen contains the Captain's Chair, a raised dias which in itself seems to be a hub of design, with a sunken pit with several sub-terminals fanning out from it. Each terminal station seems to be designated for one of the ship's critical functions -- weapons, communications, and systems management. Directly in front of the Captain's Chair is another station, with a raised, nautical-style steering wheel on a column. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ External ship broadcasts for this room are ON Type +shiphelp for help ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Contents: Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck Kup Obvious exits: leads to Orion Pax - Corridor - Fore. From Outside: Deep Space - Subplanar(#1459RntN) From Outside: Thick dust clouds reflect light and break it into colorful displays within the nearby Rho Ophiuchi nebula. Only one star's light is strong enough to assert its own true color, Sigma Scorpii, and it blazes with the purest of blue shades. From Outside: Contents: Decepticon Starship Pz-Zazz From Outside: Obvious exits: From Outside: Above Plane leads to Sol System. From Outside: Coreward leads to Deep Space - Subplanar. From Outside: Spinward leads to Deep Space - Subplanar. From Outside: Rimward leads to Deep Space - Subplanar. From Outside: Pz-Zazz(#9186TOen) From Outside: Pz-Zazz is a vile hive of scum and villainy, but it wasn't always that way. At one time, it was peaceful and green, but now, the monsters, the con artists, and the petty thugs have taken hold, and they won't let go without a fight. Pz-Zazzians are a diverse bunch, mostly the height of Transformers and mostly made up of immgrants from other planets - robots, humans, strange creatures beyond imagination, they're all here, and some families go back generations. Kup glares up at the viewport as he sits on the command chair. "Pz-Zazz. Went here once. Was a nice place before a buncha criminal scumbags took it over. Ain't no surprise they're dealin' with the Decepticons." Pinpointer ejects from Crosshair's turret mount as the Autobot's vehicle form spins sideways as though in an involuntary roll. But it is not a crash as his legs unfold from beneath the vehicle and his arms emerge. As his head pops into position, Pinpointer is caught in Crosshairs' waiting right arm. The Autobot targetmaster duo are now in Robot mode! Crosshairs is standing at a console nearby; punching things into it. "I'd like to get a look at some of the weaponry being smuggled." He is saying. "Weather it's coming from the Decepticons and going to the people or either way, I can probably find some way to track it down. Give us a little bit of an edge." He pauses. "Though, what's the current objective?" The elder asks the other old timer. "Figure this out then bust their faces, or go bust their faces right now then figure the rest out?" First Aid is at the sensor station, looking through the original Enterprise-style microscope readout that Spock used to look through. "We've arrived in orbit, Kup. So far no readings of anything unusual. There is an awful lot of traffic out there, however, and so it's not out of the question that any of them could be hostile and we wouldn't know about it." First Aid feels like he owes it to Red Alert to bring up his viewpoint even though Red Alert is not here. Saleen S7 Turbo rumbles in from the direction of the shuttlebay, the supercharged engine chundering along with its heavy bass as the sportscar cruises to the external door to the command deck, the sleek shape bending, cracking and folding as the figure of Turntail rises to his feet and strides through toward the control consoles. His deep blue optics scanning out the viewscreen and over the planet's surface. Overhearing Crosshair's words, the Scout speaks, without drawing his eye from the world below. "Find what we're dealing with first.. that's what I say. No use rushing in and getting nothing from it.. not so early on, eh?" With a series of clicks and whirrs, the car's chassis slides and molds into a new shape as a robot rises up from the sportscar. Kup squints up at the display. Even from this distance, the swarms of ships going in and out are vaguely visible, twinkling like little stars against the backdrop of the planet. He thinks for a moment, then says, "Hm. We start shooting, there might be a lot of nervous pirates out there that'll follow suit, and there could be a bloodbath. So, yeah. Let's leave the Pax up here and take a shuttle down there, see what's up." Rising from his chair, he growls, "Move it, people!" First Aid stands up from his station. A nameless gumby comes in to replace him just like on Star Trek whenever a main cast member leaves for an away mission. He follows after Kup towards the shuttles. He meanwhile nods in agreement with Turntail. Caution for the win. You begin following Kup. Crosshairs leaves his station after a few more seconds of reluctant clicking. "Right it is." He says, seemingly relieved and satisfied by the decision to use caution. And then, he heads for the shuttle bay. As he leaves tactical, some poor dude in a red shirt who will not live much longer takes over for him! Turntail tips his helm toward First Aid in response, his metallic features remaining focussed and thoughtful. At least, that's what it appears to be. Following Kup closely, the blue Autobot rotates his shoulder blades back, broadening his posture as he subconsiously double-checks his pistol's ammunition. Wouldn't be good to run out right now, would it? Kup moves to the Orion Pax - Corridor - Fore. You follow Kup. Turntail rests his open palms on the control console as he peers outside, his optics scanning down across the densely populated world below. "Sir.. we'll be able to get more out of the locals in the commercial sector. Everyone remember to bring along their energon cookies?" Kup is slowly bringing the ship down to the surface, rubbing his chin as he reviews a map of the planet. "Henh. Looks like we got three sectors, Private, Commercial, Military." And then, Turntail speaks up, answering the question he was about to ask. "Heh, ok, lad. Commercial it is. And yeah, I always got a few treats on me. Never know when you need to pacify a Dinobot." And so he steers for the commercial sector of the planet... Crosshairs makes no comment. He is -far- too busy at this point explaining to Pinpointer why one would need to pacify a Dinobot. "Do you intend to have us all stick togeather or fan out as individuals, or perhaps teams?" He asks after about two minutes. Turntail takes a step back as he curls his lip into a smirk, nodding to Kup. Of course, this Autobot has a few more reasons to want to head into the commercial district. With more people around, there's going to be a /lot/ more cover. Whether to hide behind if any shooting starts - or simply to slip away and hide in, a crowded street does the job far better than any open-spaced private sector. Kup frowns as he brings the ship down on a landing pad. "I ain't been here in a while, so I dunno how well I know this planet anymore. And I'm guessin' that for most of you, this is your first time on the planet. So. We're gonna stick close for now. Don't wanna get lost or seperated in a place like this, til we have a better feel for it." He unstraps himself and stands up. "Let's go." First Aid is following behind the others like any good cleric does. The Protectobot heads towards the shuttle's exit with the others. "So, Kup, what do these people tend to think about Autobots, anyhow?" he asks, wondering if they're likely to get shived in a dark alley while here. Crosshairs likewise unstraps himself; rising to his feet. Tossing Pinpointer in the air he transforms and the grenade launcher sockets in place. He seems to think better of this and the Targetmaster's other half transforms and slips into Crosshairs' driver's seat. "I might be able to serve as an admirable ambassador to normal sized folk, Security Advisor Kup." The Nebulan points out. Crosshairs tosses Pinpointer upwards as his body rotates down. Wheels fold into position and begin to spin as his bulk settles down into teh shape of his Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck Altmode! Pinpointer is drawn to a turret mount on the roof by magnetic grapples. The Autobot targetmaster duo are now in vehicle mode! Turntail shakes his head, "And lose a skilled Armourer AND a Targetmaster from a potential warzone? you gotta be kiddin' - If anything.. send in a minibot, or an Intel officer." Kup steps out, shrugging. "Probably think we're a buncha boy scouts, or stupid, or worse. Like cops except with bigger guns." He squints down at Pinpointer. "You wanna talk to the smaller aliens? Fine by me, son. Most of 'em are gonna be close to our size, though." He stomps out the opening hatch, looking out into the night sky. You follow Kup. You leave the Autobot Shuttle . Central Aerospaceport - Pz-Zazz The bustling gateway of the masses, the Central Aerospaceport is reminsicent of old train stations in architecture. People pour in and out of Pz-Zazz by the droves daily, some to seek their fortunes, some to escape from the rat race. Even the redeyes are packed. The staff are all quite jaded, and they know the fruit cake trick. Contents: Kup Autobot Shuttle Obvious exits: East leads to Industrial Zone - Pz-Zazz. Northeast leads to Slums - Pz-Zazz. Southwest leads to Port - Pz-Zazz. Up Turntail leaves the Autobot Shuttle . Crosshairs leaves the Autobot Shuttle . First Aid glances over at Turntail as they march. "Nobody is expendable, Turntail, regardless of their size or profession." The Protectobot is trying to keep his optics peeled. While he is fairly observant (though not as much as Streetwise), First Aid can't do anything about his pacifist, naive, 'mug me' appearance. Kup steps outside, putting a pair of robo-binoculars to his face as he scans around. "Hmmm. Got the industrial sector to the east... slums to the northeast... and the port to the southwest. I'm guessin' the port might be where we could find this contraband, but on the other hand, probably all kinds of small-time crime lords in the slums." He lowers the binocs, scratching his chin as thinks on it. "Hnnh. What do you gents think?" Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck shakes his head. "That isn't what Pinpointer meant, Kid." He corrects. "He was implying if we run into a bunch of small folk, he might serve as a better fella to talk to them than us." He remains in vehicle mode, looking inconspicuous but following behind First Aid in case he decides to mug him. "Port." He says. "Find the contraband first, figure out what it is, -THEN- go looking for leads once we know what we want leads on." Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck shakes his winch since he doesn't have a head in this mode. Turntail, having slipped out of the shuttle's entrance hatch (doing his best to stay behind his fellow Autobots as best he can) makes his way to the front, broadening his shoulders as he presses a finger to the side of his helm. "Hold on there.. let's have a look." With a faint *click*, a red reflective scouting visor slides down over his optics. The band shining faintly for a moment as the Scout scans the area, identifying movement and sites of potential ambush with a number of clicks and whirrs. As he scans, the Autobot speaks, casually, making sure not to draw too much attention. "Sir, with all due.. without knowledge of -what- we're looking for, we could be here for more than a few cycles.. From what I understand, enough contraband goes out here to fill a dozen space cruisers over. But our main priority is the Decepticons. Let's find their sources, and let's nail their supplies." Kup nods. "Alright, then. We'll check out the ports, see what's there, then follow it to its source. Ports it is. Autobots, roll the frag out." Transforming, he races off! Kup falls forward, folding up into really old looking futuristic truck! Turntail turns his head toward the northeast, and croaks. His scanning equipment registering multiple hostiles with a pair of big purple neon smudges on the screen. "Sir - Decepticons." He would say more, but hell, that would give away his fear. First Aid waits patiently for Turntail to conduct his scan, knowing full well the importance of proper intel before going into any situation. "The ports sound reasonable to me, Kup. Decepticons don't normally need to use a spaceport to leave a planet but starships normally do. If the Decepticons are conducting this smuggling operation through the locals, I think that's about the only spot they can get it through." He transforms along with Kup on command. First Aid falls forward, arms sliding in and legs flipping about, transforming into an ambulance. Cybertruck 's heroic moment is ruined. "WHAT? You found them?" Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck is glad he never knew Optimus Prime. There was someone who -really- knew how to tell people to transform and roll out. Unlike Kup, who clearly isn't so good at it. Not speaking, he waits to see where the location is going to be. Cybertruck sighs. "Alright. Looks like we're gonna have to split up after all, but since Crosshairs and me are the toughest and wisest, I'm gonna have to pair Turntail with me and First Aid with Crosshairs. I'm gonna check out the ports, Crosshairs and First Aid, you check out the Decepticons. Don't engage 'em, just watch 'em, follow 'em, don't draw too much attention. Got it?" Turntail can do little more than crouch, and amplify the readouts. "It-it's hard to tell. There are.. too many locals milling around to know for sure.. but hell - I got my warning blips alright. Yes! They're interrogating some poor bas- alien, sir. Advise we hie the shuttle, sir, else we blow our cover.." And, of course, avoid a particularly nasty fight with a Terrorcon and a Deceptifemme. Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck lifts his right front wheel to Kup in agreement and Pinpointer throws him a salute. "Rewind just a tiny tick there, the kid said that they were interrogating some alien. If they're roughing him up, are we to just stand by an' watch?" He wants confirmation on that, because it kind of makes his circuits sizzle. Ambulance rolls along with the others. "Roger that, Kup. We'll keep a low profile." The Protectobot glances around at the locals. Hmm. Normally 'low profile' means blending in as an innocent ambulance, but in this case he has a feeling the heavy duty guns will make him blend in better. Indeed, with the decrystallizer cannon on his roof, First Aid looks much more like he's a native. This also helps discourage any mugging related ideas from them. "We can't just let the Decepticons interrogate some innocent person," he says. "Even if that means blowing our cover." Cybertruck sighs. "Forget it, Turntail. Well, there goes my whole fraggin' plan. Five minutes on this slaggin' world and I already need a drink. Come on, dammit, we're going to the slums together. Let's go." And so he drives off for the slums. Guess the ports will have to wait. Turntail slowly, and deliberately, reaches for his pistol. Detaching the magnetic clamp with a gentle click as he eyes the scene ahead. "Target, confirmed. One Terrorcon, armed with fla- Primus." A grimace contorts the scout's features. "..I-I'm not so sure -that- image is gonna leave me. Looks like.. looks like they've burnt the creature up.. poor little sod.. something he did made them real angry." Ambulance races after Kup, "C'mon," he urges the others to hurry. Turntail's story is gutwrenching, and the Protectobot wishes to get there to save the poor creature. Cybertruck rolls out unheroically. >:(Kup moves northeast to the Slums - Pz-Zazz. You follow Kup. You move northeast to the Slums - Pz-Zazz. Slums - Pz-Zazz Broken glass, rubbish in the streets, collapsing roofs, and potholes, this place is the pits. It's not even worth it for the arsonists to torch these places, though some try anyway. The people here live in fear of their landlords, the mobs, and each other. Contents: Cybertruck Cutthroat Catechism Obvious exits: Northeast leads to Shopping District - Pz-Zazz. Southwest leads to Central Aerospaceport - Pz-Zazz. Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck follows along after Kup, heading for the slums. "Don't let it get to you too much, Kid. I've a feeling we'll see a whole lot worse before our stay on this little hive is complete." And with that, he floors it! Crosshairs moves northeast to the Shopping District - Pz-Zazz. Folding his arms behind his back, the robot's chassis reshapes over the mechanoid and molds into the sleek shape of a Saleen S7. Catechism is standing in the middle a road near the spaceport, and she drops the monkey thief as soon as Cutthroat decides to demonstrate improvisational cooking. The flaming monkey thief screams and chatters, "Offworlders! Know nothing! Not even see what behind them, kekeke!" Catechism frowns and turns an arm gun on the flaming monkey thief, nailing him with a crippling shot the knee as he tries to run off. She looks over at Cutthroat and smirks slightly, suggesting, "Mr. Cutthroat, if you'd be so good as you demonstrate what we do to pickpockets in the Decepticon Empire?" Maybe it's a different 'behind you' that the thief meant... Cybertruck comes a roaring in, weaving in and out between the careless vagrants and bums wandering aimlessly through the streets. "Get outta the way, you fraggin' morons!" he yells. Down the road he charges, fast as he can--is it too late to save the flaming monkey thief they don't even know and probably wouldn't care to? Cutthroat eagerly obliges Catechism in her request, falling forward to support himself on his wing limbs, scrutinizing the burned, shot, monkey theif. His had turns this way and that, peering at the simian like a chef would a slab of meat, wondering where to begin, or what cut of meat to take first. Then he laid in like a hungry animal. It's unpleasent, there is the snapping of bone and rending of flesh, the monster careful to avoid what he understands as vital areas. Death by inches. Swindle has, incidentally, hired a monkey to go around pickpocketing people for him. He's watching from behind a nearby street vendor stand, with binoculars. "Ooh, that's not good," he says to himself. Saleen S7 Turbo roars in from the direction of the shuttlepad with its fellow Autobots, the sleek metallic blue of its chassis reflecting little but the grime, and neon lights of the overpopulated world. Inwardly trembling, the Terran sportscar pitches forward, and pulls on the brakes, sending the car into a forward flip as the vehicle bends, molds and clicks into the proud figure of an Autobot warrior, landing inches from a passing family of moustachio'd cockroaches. Holding his pistol high, Turntail points for the floating bird thing. His finger trembling ever-so-slightly, but making a good show of it. "L-Leave that creature alone! You've had your fun, Terrorcon" Wow. He'd regret this, he just knows it. Still, always good to make a good show of it. With a series of clicks and whirrs, the car's chassis slides and molds into a new shape as a robot rises up from the sportscar. Ambulance is somewhat more careful than Kup, but not too much so. A poor innocent (well probably not, First Aid knows, but it doesn't matter) monkey thief is being tortured by the Decepticons, and the Protectobot is determined to get there as fast as he can in an attempt to save him. The ambulance's siren is blaring so vagrants know to get out of the way. This does not work. The cannon on his roof, however, works much better. Go figure. Like Turntail, his guns are trained on the Terrorcon. "What he said," he says, echoing Turntail's sentiments. Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck is right there along with Kup. Inanimiate obstacles are really nothing to his armored wheels as he vaults over dumpsters and all sorts of other things, and he spies -- a side road. Taking it like a stereotypical movie giver-chaser person he rises up a couple of levels and transforms on an area overlooking the Decepticons below; holding a rather vicious looking double-barrled grenade launcher. "Hi." He says to them. His weapon is covering Catechism primarily; drawing careful aim towards her as he rests the weapon on the edge of the roof for cover. Pinpointer ejects from Crosshair's turret mount as the Autobot's vehicle form spins sideways as though in an involuntary roll. But it is not a crash as his legs unfold from beneath the vehicle and his arms emerge. As his head pops into position, Pinpointer is caught in Crosshairs' waiting right arm. The Autobot targetmaster duo are now in Robot mode! Combat: Crosshairs takes extra time to aim his next attack on Catechism. In the Transformers universe, Hallmark makes a series of cards to the tune of 'Sorry, I ate your monkey; it was delicious, though'. Hallmark actually makes a killing selling these cards. Catechism pauses as Swindle makes some really odd comments on the radio and a Saleen S7 Turbo that she doesn't know pulls up and heralds the arrival of the coppers. Nuts! taking a few steps back, she barks out, "Cutthroat, change of plans, let the monkey go, and fly for it!" Combat: Catechism sets her defense level to Protected. Combat: Turntail analyzes Cutthroat for weaknesses. Cybertruck rolls to a stop transforming and looking annoyed and angry. He rolls his head about to straighten out the kinks, looks down at the burnt monkey, then up at the Decepticons. He whips his rifle up at them, growling, "You ain't goin' nowhere, Decepticons! And I have a half a mind to light you two on fire, too!" The faded green cybertruck springs up and splits apart, revealing the ancient Autobot, Kup! Cutthroat is distracted from his joyful bout of monkey torture by headlights.. and drawn guns. He looks up and around himself, looking much like a toddler that had just eaten a plate full of pasta and sauce... only instead of the wholesome image it is replaced by blood and monkey bits. "Autobot am always ruining fun, rrrawk!" he shrieks befor reluctantly obeying Catechism, drawing up into the air on a few wing beats. Swindle watches all the Bots pull up and start taking aggressive postures. *Click* goes the button on the side of his vintage Viewmaster brand robo-binoculars. The old device starts scanning Crosshairs, projecting all sorts of data on Swindle's optics. "Huh, says here his only weakness is that he loves too much? What a bunch of crap," the Combaticon mumbles to himself. Combat: Swindle analyzes Crosshairs for weaknesses Catechism can exploit. Crosshairs leans his weight against the metal guard railing of the building; resting his launcher on the rail itself as he covers Catechism. He seems to be waiting for orders. However, since everyone else is trash-talking he joins right in! "Don't you move a thruster or a stabilizer, lassy, or I'll light you up all over this city block." And judging by the twain laser targeting dots . . . he might be able to do it too! Turntail lets out a snarl of anger as he strides forward; sending the Immigrant-roach family scattering to the gutter, arching his pistol high as he takes a couple of wild pot-shots at the fleeing Terrorcon before orders - Best to give 'em a warning, huh? And of course, potentially knock him out of the fight when the Decepticons are a lot less outnumbered. "Oooh no you don't!" Combat: Turntail strikes Cutthroat with his Wild Terrorkey Shoot (Pistol) attack! Ambulance doesn't rolling stop until he's pulled up beside the monkey. His tires squeal as he screeches to a halt. The back of the ambulance opens up, and two robotic grappling arms (from The Revenge Of Bruticus!) gently pulls the monkey inside of him. "Don't worry, you're going to be safe!" A fire extinguisher is first used on the organic to douse the flames. First Aid doesn't know much about alien anatomy other than humans', but he can at least try to treat burns and the like. His body is also serving as protection for the monkey, but as he's sitting still he is an easy target. Combat: First Aid sets his defense level to Fearless. The monkey tries to steal anything that looks valuable inside First Aid, while getting his injuries treated. It's just how he rolls. Has Crosshairs met someone who can outsmart bullet? Catechism would like to introduce him to someone who can. So, it's to be a rumble in the slums, is it? Unlike some Seekers, who are ranged specialists who hate to get in close and dirty, Catechism is capable of in-fighting, though it isn't her forte. They'll have to catch up with their contacts later, when they can make a clean getaway. Shnk, her spiked knuckles pop out, as she prepares for the brawl to come. "Y'know, that monkey was trying to pickpocket Cutthroat. When'd you losers start bailing out petty thieves?" Swindle gives the owner of this alien pretzel stand a shove. "Outta the way, you'll get shot up and I haven't even talked to you about that insurance policy yet." He tosses the Viewmaster into a compartment (along with the till from the pretzel stand) with a subtle, "Yoink!" Then he kneels behind the bready, salty apparatus and aims his gun. "Hey, Autobots!" he yells, "Isn't it a little, I dunno, hypocritical to your creed to start a gunfight in a residential area? Maybe we should move this down to the abandoned warehouse district?" Combat: Swindle analyzes First Aid for weaknesses. Bang, bang! Turntail's bullets hit the flying critter in the chest, rattling on through the modest armor and into the bot within. Now, he was perfectly happy to have left it at that. He'd torn apart a bum, near butchered a monkey. He was pretty happy.. then he got shot. "rrrrAWK!" he shrieked angrily in the air befor stooping into a dive, hurling himself bodily at Turntail to pin him to the ground so that he could ciommence with his bloody work once more. Combat: Cutthroat misses Turntail with its Smash attack! Ambulance actually has a lot of prime gear inside of him. Very high quality equipment, medical tools, and numerous drugs that could easily be used for illicit purposes. This is a situation the Protectobot didn't realize he'd be in. "H-hey! Stop that!" He protests to the monkey thief inside of him. The grappling arms (thank you, Revenge Of Bruticus!) try to hold the monkey down while also treating the burns. The ambulance is rocking back and forth on his tires due to the monkey struggling to swipe stuff. At least the fire is out. "We didn't choose this place, Swindle!" First Aid retorts to the Combaticon. He might not be able to do much about Swindle targeting him at the moment, but he does know he's there. He is ready to burn rubber if need be, though this is going to cause problems on the medical treatment side. Crosshairs has his orders, finally. Light 'em up, the boss said. Which is something that he is quite good at. And so he half squeezes Pinpointer's trigger and the sentient launcher locks himself onto Catechism. Then both of them listen to Catechism's words. She makes a very good point. "Innocent until proven guilty, Decepticwench." The old 'bot says. "And further more, where I came from, we don't waste people for stealing. We waste them for, you know, murder, etcera." Another pause and then he pulls the trigger totally and two rocket-propelled grenades go streaking out towards Catechism. Not normal grenades though, these ones seek to stick to her. And beep loudly. And blow up if the sentient rifle can see she is clear! Combat: Crosshairs misses Catechism with his Rocket-Propelled Grenade attack! Turntail widens his optics in horror as the bird thing turns and dives for the Autobot. Whoa! Thinks he. No need for violence, damnit! As the metal creature lunges down, the Scout instinctively spins on his heel, ducking away from Cutthroat's dive as a curved blade slides from his armoured arm - and swings without a second's aim. Combat: Turntail misses Cutthroat with his Hack'n'Slash! attack! The monkey thief is a tricky little fellow, but he's severely injured, so the awesome grappling arms do manage to hold him in place. He's still eyeing First Aid's morphine, though. Catechism does not outsmart bullet, but she does outsmart a part of grenades by leaping atop a small awning, letting the grenades detonate under the awning, where the concussive waves can't touch her. She then back-flips off the awning and tries to land on Crosshairs. "One man's crime is another man's punishment, and on this planet, I think just about everyone's guilty, anyway!" Combat: Catechism sets her defense level to Neutral. Combat: Catechism misses Crosshairs with her Stomp (Kick) attack! Cutthroat's diving lunge prooves fruitless. He manages to avoid getting sliced by a narrow margine, which is a good thing. Unable to regain altitude, Cutthroat jogs into a landing, taloned feet scrambling to slow his momentum befor he finaly turned around. He utters a shrill cry of murderdeath befor charging in, wings flapping and beak snapping like a terrifying goose! Combat: Cutthroat sets its defense level to Fearless. Kup levels his rifle at Swindle's noggin, growling out, "Oh, sure. We'll follow you to the abandoned warehouse. So what, we walk in first, then the whole place explodes on us? I don't think so, Swindle!" Combat: Cutthroat strikes Turntail with its Mauling attack! [Pulled -1] Swindle calls back, "I'm pretty sure you guys drove up and started shooting at us first! I mean, I'm no -scientist- or anything, so I guess I could be wrong about that!" He rolls his optics. "So anyway, I was just trying to be civil and offer some sort of reasonable alternative, but barring that I can just start shooting up the place and whatnot, 'kay?" He squeezes off a shot at First Aid. Combat: Swindle sets his defense level to Guarded. Combat: Swindle misses Ambulance with his Gyro Gun attack! Combat: Swindle (Swindle) used "Gyro Gun": A Level 4 RANGED attack. Crosshairs is a surprisingly tricksy fellow for an old man. Especially with that funky gun of his. Catechism is entirely capable of outsmarting grenades, but can she outsmart an old bot who must feel up her legs? Wait, what? Is this serious? It must apparently be as he tosses Pinpointer into the air and sidesteps to avoid Catechism's attack. Then he attempts to grab her left leg and tackle her to the pavement below. Combat: Crosshairs sets his defense level to Fearless. Combat: Crosshairs strikes Catechism with his Smash attack! Turntail staggers back, away from the squawking creature as it flaps and scratches. Falling back a few steps, the Autobot appears to be ushering the panicking locals away - but.. is there a chance he's just buying some extra time. His deep blue optics scan over the fluttering Terrorcon as he waves his hands away, "Hey- C-Come on there, I was just proving a point. No need to get ah.. shirty about it, eh? I'm sure you can be reasonable.." Combat: Turntail analyzes Cutthroat for weaknesses. Combat: Turntail sets his defense level to Guarded. The instant that shot is fired by Swindle, Kup fires off one of his own. "Ok, I'm gonna be civil too, pick your fraggin' aft up, and THROW you at the damn warehouses, how about that, Swindle? How do you like THAT deal!?" Ambulance 's interior would be like Christmas time for a thief with illegal connections. As Swindle threatens him, the Protectobot jerks forward, and the blast strikes the building behind him. First aid winces inwardly at this. "Ahh, can I take you up on that abandoned warehouse request?" he asks, trying not to make it obvious that he's struggling with the patient inside of him. Combat: First Aid sets his defense level to Neutral. Combat: Ambulance takes extra time to steady himself. [Pass] Combat: Regained 8 energon. Combat: Kup strikes Swindle with his Angry Old Lasers (Laser) attack! Catechism hasn't ever really seen Crosshairs before. He's one of those new-fangled Autobots, isn't he? looks awful old for... whoa! Her leg gets grabbed, and she gets slammed cone-first into a pothole. Unable to roll over easily due to her wings, she pushes herself up. Man, Swindle's slick. She sees where Onslaught got those lawyerly skills from. Cutthroat is... good at murder. Catechism doesn't quite rise from a kneel, instead drawing her whip and snapping it out at Crosshairs's ankles. The monkey thief has to restrain himself from saying rude things about the medic that is tending to his wounds. Combat: Catechism strikes Crosshairs with her Whiplash Whirlwind attack! [Pulled -4] Crosshairs is indeed one of those newfangled Autobots. He is even one of those newfangled Autobots on the ground as Catechism's whip tangles his ankles and sends him to the muddy and ashy ground with all sorts of detritus upon it. But he doesn't hesitate for a split second, transforming and roaring forward -- attempting to snag Catechism's whip in his winch and use it as a guide to run her over like some sort of garbage in the road! Combat: Crosshairs sets his defense level to Neutral. Crosshairs tosses Pinpointer upwards as his body rotates down. Wheels fold into position and begin to spin as his bulk settles down into teh shape of his Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck Altmode! Pinpointer is drawn to a turret mount on the roof by magnetic grapples. The Autobot targetmaster duo are now in vehicle mode! Combat: Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck misses Catechism with his Off-Road Rage attack! Swindle yells, "Ow!" as the laser decimates part of the pretzel stand, showering his face with hot shredded metal. "Oh, come on, this isn't even fair! It's Defensor versus Bruticus, First Aid versus Swindle. Go mind your own business, Kup! Hey, everybody, five hundred rounds in your favorite caliber to the first person to bring me Kup's musket. Oh, and duck." From the large rifle on his arm issue forth big explosive rounds, sailing towards the Autobots and causing at least the frontage of one storefront to implode. Combat: Swindle misses Kup with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Combat: Swindle strikes Ambulance with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Combat: Swindle (Swindle) used "Scatter Blaster": A Level 4 AREA-RANGED attack. Combat: You took 19 damage. Combat: Swindle strikes Turntail with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Combat: Swindle misses Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! "RAWK!? Reasonable?!" he shouts, lifting up into the air on a few wing beats, the long appendages working to keep him aloft, "Cutthroat be perfectly reasonable-" he continued, transforming in a sudden flurry of movement, flight systems taking over as his wings fold back. "when you are dead! AAAAWK!" out comes his weapon, a double-barral gun of mean. he pulls the trigger.. and if Turntail's not careful he'll find himself trying to rip himself apart. The Cybertronian Tunnel Parrot suddenly begins to transmorphatize itself into the form of Cutthroat! Combat: Cutthroat misses Turntail with its Double-Barreled Magnetizer attack! "Saving lives and looking after our teammates /is/ our business, Swindle," First Aid retorts as Kup rushes in to the rescue in what is probably the lamest comeback in history. Despite this, the Protectobot believes it wholeheartedly, and this firm dedication to the Autobot way never ceases to give him strength. Swindle sprays ammunition all over, and First Aid doesn't stand a chance at avoiding it. "Look out!" he shouts as explosive rounds slam against his exterior, blowing a hole in the side of the ambulance. The monkey thief inside will get rocked about, and he's even somewhat exposed to the outside now. Swerving around so his wounded side is no longer presented to the Combaticon, First Aid finally returns fire against Swindle with his double barreled cannon. Combat: Temporarily restricting the SHATTER effect from all of your attacks. Combat: Ambulance strikes Swindle with his Decrystallizer Cannon attack! Combat: Drained 8 energon. Turntail growls, grimacing his metallic features as he snarls up to the floating Decepticon. "Guess I'll be waiting a long then then, eh?" Aiming his pistol arm for the Terrorcon's waistplate, the Autobot prepares to fire. Then, just at the last moment, a wrist-laser rotates out from his fore-arm plating, firing a precise pulse of energy at what his sensors revealed to be a thinner patch of plati- URK. With a bolt of Swindle's weapon striking the blue Autobot in the back, Turntail staggers, sending his arm flailing. But did the shot make it? Oooh. Let's find out. Combat: Turntail sets his defense level to Fearless. Combat: Turntail strikes Cutthroat with his Not-so-Precise Wristlaser (Laser) attack! Kup snerks. "A con-artist with a cannon strapped to his arm versus a medic that would never hurt anybody if he didn't have to? That ain't a fair fight! It's a damn massacre, especially when that medic's got a patient!" The old mech throws himself to the ground in time to avoid getting shot, but alas, avoiding the rounds means they devastate the storefront behind him. "FRAG!" he says, staring at the devastation behind him. Should he have just absorbed the weapons fire? Maybe. In any case, he runs inside to look for survivors. Combat: Kup takes extra time to steady himself. [Pass] The monkey thief starts to wonder if being outside and bleeding to death in a ditch while on fire was the better option. Maybe First Aid is going to sell his organs on the open market! Catechism manages to release Crosshairs with a deft flick of her wrist, transmitted down the line of the whip, before he can try to drag her through the mud and the blood and the crud. Now, she does actually manage to get to her feet, and given that Crosshairs is presenting a quicker target than he was before, she stows the whip and makes use of an arm gun to blob some acid at Crosshairs. She whistles lowly as Swindle unleashes his scatter-blaster, and she calls over to him, "Need any help on the old man front, Swindle?" Kup brings a new meaning to tough, and she's not sure how much help she can give, but the offer is there. At least Cutthroat seems to have an opponent who isn't either a Protectobot or amazingly old. Combat: Catechism misses Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck with her Acid Strike attack! Swindle hits the deck as First Aid's cannon completely destroys the remains of the pretzel stand, covering Swindle in hot dough. "Oh, it burns! Do you have any idea how much insurance that would've brought in? Why are you being so destructive?" he plaintively wails. Immediately calm in the next second, he tosses a packet to the stand's owner, who is cowering nearby. Aside to him: "Quick, sign all this stuff before they can call us on this 'pre-existing condition' crap." Getting to his feet he starts jogging towards his fellow Decepticons, ducking behind newsstands and roadside signs, taking a single shot at First Aid when he gets the chance. "Hey guys, I need some cover over here!" Combat: Swindle sets his defense level to Protected. Combat: Swindle strikes Ambulance with his Gyro Gun attack! Combat: Swindle (Swindle) used "Gyro Gun": A Level 4 RANGED attack. Combat: You took 17 damage. Combat: Swindle's attack has damaged your Velocity! Combat: That attack has temporarily impaired Ambulance 's Agility. (Crippled) Turntail's laser bores right through the terrorcon, digging into the thinner armorings of his midsection. A wounding blow but nothing that would fell him so soon. Cutthroat shakes it off, pushes through it. The rusty, corroded wheels of his mind clanking and turning, shifting into proper gear. With a raspy squawk of rage, he cast his gun back into sub spoace and drove to engage Turntail directly, claws flicking out from slits in his fingers. "Worthless, stupid autobot! Cutthroat kill you, cutthroat butcher you! Cutthroat leave you strewn out in ally for scavengers to take parts and torment as please. I make suffer, I make scream!" he shrieked, livid, deranged as he attacked, working his arm in a slash, swiping at the mech's face. Combat: Cutthroat strikes Turntail with its Claw (Punch) attack! Kup emerges from the wreckage covered in dust. He wipes his hands off, announcing, mostly to himself, "Well, looked like nobody was in there, thankfully--" Looking around, he finds himself surrounded by a group of burly alien thugs, all of whom stand staller than Kup himself. "You Kup?" one of the thugs asks. "Nah," Kup sneers, "I'm fraggin' Santa Claus. You boys want a Kwissmiss Pwesent?" The thugs look at each other ruefully, then one of them says, "Swin-dul promise reward if we get your rifle. Give it." "Say please," Kup snarls. Combat: Kup takes extra time to steady himself. [Pass] Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck thinks that the power of old is actually doing quite well at the moment. Indeed, gunning his engine he strikes a garbage bin and vaults up as a vehicle just in time to avoid Catechism and her tricksy acidly ways. Transforming in mid-vault he riccochets off a building and lands in a time-honored forward roll -- coming up with Pinpointer in both hands. Now, Targetmasters are a new breed of transformer and have certain things that make them special. Beyond being retarded, that is. Special in this case does not mean retarded! One of them though, is Pinpointer's .003 second lockon time which he demonstrates by emptying one barrel at Catechism and firing the other one at Swindle the other ducks behind a sign in retalliation for his scatterblaster attack. "You're outgunned, Decepticons! Why don't you do us all a favor and surrender?" Pinpointer ejects from Crosshair's turret mount as the Autobot's vehicle form spins sideways as though in an involuntary roll. But it is not a crash as his legs unfold from beneath the vehicle and his arms emerge. As his head pops into position, Pinpointer is caught in Crosshairs' waiting right arm. The Autobot targetmaster duo are now in Robot mode! Combat: Crosshairs misses Catechism with his Rocket-Propelled Grenade Area attack! Combat: Crosshairs misses Swindle with his Rocket-Propelled Grenade Area attack! Ambulance is a sitting duck in ambulance mode, which is something Swindle no doubt knows all too well! "Note to self... reinforce sides!" First Aid exclaims as this time the gyro gun connects with sweet sweet ambulance, blowing another hole in the Protectobot. Now both sides are open to the air. On the inside, one of the arms holding the monkey thief down fails, having been blown right out of the Autobot. Monkey thief might be right about escaping. First Aid swivels about again, this time presenting his front side to Swindle. Whatever it takes, he cannot give the Combaticon a free shot at the thief through his wounds. His decrystallizer fires another blast - weaker this time as First Aid is losing strength. Combat: Ambulance misses Swindle with his Laser attack! Combat: Drained 2 energon. Turntail lets out a mechly and heroic shriek of agony, safely lost in the noise of the battle. At least his pride was in tact. Just. He -knew- he shouldn't have reported the Decepticons here. Schoolmech error that. Still, can't run yet.. not without a decent hit in. Sprawling backwards, the blue 'Bot grabs for his clawed face, where deep scarred trenches appear streaked across his mouth. Regaining his balance, the scout glares deeply at the Terrorcon, snarling loudly as he charges back, scimitar wielded high, his servos pumped and powerful. He knew this was foolish, but a swipe and run can't be all bad. "Damn your optics, surrender!" he roars, hacking for the robot's oil. Combat: Turntail strikes Cutthroat with his Hack'n'Run! attack! Combat: That attack has temporarily affected Cutthroat's Accuracy. (Blinded) Swindle's optics widen as the RPG flies right for his face.. and gets caught on the sign. "Holy crap that was close ACK LASERS!" he yells as he has to duck behind a Don't Litter garbage bin. "Huh.. that wasn't so bad. Hey, Autobots, I tell you what. How about we give you Cutthroat, and you give us First Aid, and we'll all go home feeling good about ourselves?" Still ducked behind the trash can, he ejects the clip on his scatter blaster. Just a few rounds left. "Damn. 'Don't bother packing the ammo crate,'" he says mockingly to himself. "Last time I'm listening to Vortex. Ever!" He pops up his head and rifle, spraying a few rounds at the closest Bots. Combat: Swindle misses Ambulance with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Combat: Swindle (Swindle) used "Scatter Blaster": A Level 4 AREA-RANGED attack. Combat: Swindle strikes Crosshairs with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Catechism continues to outsmart grenades, this time actually catching the grenade and slipping a thin piece of metal into the armament to defuse it. She gives Crosshairs a cocky smile. "You sure like your munitions, huh? Kind of old-styled, though. Guess you've been away for a while. Here, have this one back!" She winds up and chucks the grenade back at Crosshairs. Combat: Catechism sets her defense level to Fearless. Combat: Catechism strikes Kup with Hand Grenade's Huge Explosion #8941 Area attack! Combat: Catechism's Hand Grenade is destroyed! Combat: Catechism strikes Cutthroat with Hand Grenade's Huge Explosion #8941 Area attack! Combat: Catechism misses Crosshairs with Hand Grenade's Huge Explosion #8941 Area attack! The thugs don't like hearing Kup tell them no. So, one of them pokes his finger into Kup's chest, grunting, "YOU GIVE US MUSKET OR--" Kup's hands move quickly, so quickly the thug doesn't have time to respond before Kup has snatched the finger, broken it, and jabbed it back into the thug's eye. The others back away, horrified, as their peer falls to his knees, howling in pain. Kup wipes his hands again, muttering, "Now where was I?" He looks back to the fight, grimacing as he watches the other Autobots barely holding on! Rushing in, he yells, "Hang on, guys, I'm on the way!" That's about when he walks into a shower of shrapnel from the grenade, flinging him onto his butt. Second bad-ass moment of the day ruined. Kup is not happy. "I'm gonna fraggin' kill all of you!" he roars as he leaps back to his feet, spraying laser fire at Catechism. Combat: Kup strikes Catechism with his Acid Musket Laser attack! [Pulled -3] Ambulance speeds away. His tires screech, protesting this treatment as he evades the hail of machine-gun fire behind him. The wall of the building behind him gets riddled, neatly following after the speeding Protectobot. "Autobots don't surrender, Swindle, and we're not going to just leave here. How about you take your cronies and get out of here while you're still capable of rolling!" First Aid doesn't have a lot of weaponry to choose from here, and he's unwilling to risk a head-on crash with Swindle with a patient on board. As explosives start to go off, First Aid tries his best to maneuver as he takes another shot back at Swindle. Already First Aid is planning how best to let the monkey thief out in a safe place, but he doesn't want to abandon his comrades. Combat: Ambulance strikes Swindle with his Decrystallizer Cannon attack! Combat: Drained 8 energon. Crosshairs is actually a fairly slick soldier. Though not the most nimble he knows exactly how to duck behind cover to shield himself from Catechism's blast. See, look at him dodge with skill. And then he dissapears -- gone from sensors. Look! Catechism defeated him! The old armorer is down. But... where's his body? Where could he be? A moment or two later he roars out of a second floor building in a spray of masonry and mortar -- angled in vehicle mode directly for Catechism's back. Or side. Or chest. Somewhere! Crosshairs tosses Pinpointer upwards as his body rotates down. Wheels fold into position and begin to spin as his bulk settles down into teh shape of his Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck Altmode! Pinpointer is drawn to a turret mount on the roof by magnetic grapples. The Autobot targetmaster duo are now in vehicle mode! Combat: Crosshairs sets his defense level to Fearless. Combat: Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck strikes Catechism with his Off-Road Rage attack! There is pain and suddenly darkness. Somehow, Cutthroat's optics go dark from the strike. A wire that was in the wrong place, a energy surge that shut down his visual cluster, it isn't clear. Point is the bird's as blind as a bat! Cutthroat staggers back, shrieking a shrill cry of pain, clapping a hand over his optics, stumbling over unseen detritus and right into the blast radius of Catechism's returned grenade! It rips through him, shrapnel tearing at his armor and hampering his locamotive abilities. To say the least it is not a plesent experience. Cutthroat still lives however... and he ain't too happy. He releases a cry of anger that boils up from the core of him befor going for his gun once more, the double-barreled menace flinging lasers in some random direction... somehow in Turntail's general direction. Combat: Cutthroat strikes Turntail with its Laser attack! Turntail reels back in agony, bearing it out with a set of clenched servos, whirring tightly together as a stray laser bolt shreds and burns the blue 'Bot's shoulderplate. Falling back, the Autobot rolls and tucks underneath himself, transforming smoothly into the Saleen Supersportscar. He's had enough. No. More than enough. This Autobot's on his way. Outta here. Bye-Bye! Just running isn't this mech's style though, he's got a reputation to uphold. <> You all saw Turntail take the kid aboard, right? Just before he roared for the horizon, charging and firing a wave of electro-magnetic energy as he flees. Folding his arms behind his back, the robot's chassis reshapes over the mechanoid and molds into the sleek shape of a Saleen S7. Combat: Saleen S7 Turbo misses Kup with his Epi-Centered EMP Area attack! Combat: Saleen S7 Turbo strikes Cutthroat with his Epi-Centered EMP Area attack! Combat: Saleen S7 Turbo's Epi-Centered EMP attack on Catechism goes wild! Combat: Saleen S7 Turbo misses himself with his Epi-Centered EMP Area attack! Combat: Saleen S7 Turbo strikes Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck with his Epi-Centered EMP Area attack! Combat: Saleen S7 Turbo strikes Swindle with his Epi-Centered EMP Area attack! Swindle can't catch a break. The trash bin he's hiding behind explodes in a shower of concrete, sending him flying back into a wall, which partially crumbles and falls on top of him. Sputtering and spitting out pieces of rock and dust, he shakes his head and knocks the side of it to get the ringing out of his ears. Recovering quickly after that, he starts retreating back towards Catechism, chucking a smoke bomb to provide some concealment and firing his blaster pistol at First Aid as he crosses through the smoke, then he takes a nice trip face-first to the pavement when the EMP blast shorts out his right leg actuators. Combat: Swindle strikes Ambulance with his Blaster Pistol (Disruptor) attack! Combat: Swindle (Swindle) used "Disruptor": A Level 1 RANGED attack. Combat: You took 11 damage. Combat: Swindle's attack has damaged your Firepower! Combat: Turntail sets his defense level to Protected. Combat: Turntail sets his defense level to Fearless. The monkey thief says hesitantly, "My organs no good! No good. Smoke a pack a day, twenty years. Stabbed in kidney. Eat fried food!" Just in case First Aid is getting any ideas. Catechism gets hosed down with acid, which is distinctly unpleasant, and she shakes herself, looking to see if she actually managed to nail Crosshairs or not, because she's certainly riled up Kup. She stares up at Cutthroat, who was unfortunately inside the blast radius of that grenade. Bother. While she is staring up at her friendly fire, Crosshairs comes out of nowhere and runs over her. Gnn! From the ground, she draws her whip again and casts it like a fishing line - back, to hit Kup, and forward to try to snag Crosshairs's muffler and lash it right off. Take that, emissions laws! Via some quirk of magnetism, Turntail's EMP does nothing to her. Combat: Catechism sets her defense level to Aggressive. Combat: Catechism strikes Kup with her Whiplash Whirlwind Area attack! [Pulled -3] Combat: Catechism strikes Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck with her Whiplash Whirlwind Area attack! [Pulled -3] Cutthroat's systems fry and crackle, reserves suddenly depleating rapidly. The EMP does it's number on him, scrambling his targeting protocols even further. Bad news though, kiddies, he's still standing. On transformation later and it is the wyvern like tunnel parrot that threatens Turntail. The creature's neck rocks back, intakes at the base of his beak drinking in air with a deeb breath befor his head snaps forward, beak parting to unleash a grand torrent of flame upon the pesky autobot. Cutthroat: Terrorize! Cutthroat suddenly transforms into some kind of... birdy... thing! Combat: Cutthroat misses Saleen S7 Turbo with its Fire Breath attack! WH-KRAK! Kup gets the whip right in the face, and it leaves a deep gouge there. But the old mech just wades into it, cracking his knuckles. "Deceptifemmes. What is it with you and whips?" Once he gets in range, he swings a ferocious punch at her jaw. If there's one thing Kup isn't, it's chivalrous. Combat: Kup strikes Catechism with his Whuppin' attack! [Pulled -2] "What? No, I'm not going to-" First Aid stammers, "I mean that isn't what w- ARGH!" First Aid's front bumber is blown away as Swindle first chucks a smoke bomb onto the ground, and then fries him once again. Glass goes flying inwards as his windshield explodes. The front passenger side wheel deflates, and the ambulance isn't going anywhere due to all the damage. Both of his sides are still blown out, and the remaining arm holding monkey thief down goes limp. This also means there's no more treatment that First Aid can give to him. Antibiotics, morphine, and other chems have gotten knocked loose, and it is up to the monkey to decide if he wants to try stealing stuff, or abandon ambulance while he still can. Unwilling to fire back at Swindle due to the all-concealing smoke (he cannot risk harming innocents by firing blind), First Aid has no choice but to choose a different target - Cutthroat, in this case. Combat: Ambulance strikes Cutthroat with his Decrystallizer Cannon attack! Combat: Drained 8 energon. Saleen S7 Turbo slams on its brakes with a cloud of smoke pouring from under the sportscar's chassis. Whether this is down to the sudden braking, or the rush of flame as it scorches the road Turntail narrowly avoiding in his manuever, none can tell. Barely delaying for a moment, the Saleen's powerful engine roars anew, sending citizen's sprawling for the pavements as the blue shape makes its way deep into the depths of Pzz-Azz's cityhive. Things were likely to get worse for the Autobot, he could tell. But the way home was blocked, and, with the thankful assistance of First Aid's shot, time was pressing. Let's see how things go from here, eh? Combat: Turntail sets his defense level to Protected. Turntail moves northeast to the Shopping District - Pz-Zazz. Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck is in the middle of manuvering away from Catechism and her silly whip when Turntail's EMP goes off nearby -- momentarialy locking up his wheels. Which permits the seeker female to get hold of his muffler. Now, some mechs would love for Catechism to hold their muffler, but this is not one of those times as it goes tearing off with a horrible grinding sound and his engine becomes that much louder. He goes on a lovely tirade on the radio as he transforms and then lunges for Catechism again. He's not bothering with subtley this time. Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck totally shoots Catechism with his gun. Pinpointer ejects from Crosshair's turret mount as the Autobot's vehicle form spins sideways as though in an involuntary roll. But it is not a crash as his legs unfold from beneath the vehicle and his arms emerge. As his head pops into position, Pinpointer is caught in Crosshairs' waiting right arm. The Autobot targetmaster duo are now in Robot mode! Combat: Crosshairs misses Catechism with his Rocket-Propelled Grenade attack! Combat: Saleen S7 Turbo begins retreating, outrunning all pursuit. Cutthroat's firey breath does little to help the cause of Autobot murder... Hell on the alley turned battleground though. His movements were sluggish, worn as he reeled to collect himself from the attack. The jolt from Firstaid seers into his shoulder, leaving a red hot hole in his armor. Turntail is too swift in retreat for the Terrocon to hope to catch him as he is. Instead Cutthroat opts to dig into the surroundings. Crawling over, he begins to chew and rip pieces free of a nearby building, crushing them in his beak befor gulping them down and going back for morte. Combat: Cutthroat takes extra time to steady itself. [Pass] Swindle is more than smart enough to stay in the smoke, but apparently whacked out enough to just start firing his Scatter Blaster pretty much blindly around the area. Hello, collateral damage. Hello, hail of exploding bullets. "That's right folks!" he yells. "Step right up and get yourself a fantastic deal on getting SHOT IN THE FACE! Double the pain in half the time! I'll take cash, check, or money order! No offer is refused! Wooo, you can't buy this kind of fun." Combat: Swindle strikes Kup with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Combat: Swindle strikes Cutthroat with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Combat: Swindle strikes Ambulance with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Combat: Swindle (Swindle) used "Scatter Blaster": A Level 4 AREA-RANGED attack. Combat: You took 10 damage. Combat: You are very aware that your life is in danger! Combat: Swindle's attack has damaged your Agility! Combat: Swindle strikes Catechism with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! Combat: Swindle strikes Crosshairs with his Scatter Blaster Area attack! The monkey is all about stealing the morphine, if First Aid isn't going to steal his organs and sell them. That's what prehensile tails are for! Catechism pauses to think about Kup's question, and she says, "Hey... you're right! I got the whip from Fusillade, and then Arachnae taught me how to use it. I wonder if Airwolf had a whip hidden away somewhere, too?" It is an odd mental image! While he is pondering, Kup smacks her so hard that half her face comes off. If she was a good guy, she would then start carrying a doing around and flipping it compulsively while on a revenge spree. However, she is safely evil, so that won't happen. She gets back up and ducks behind and organ grinder, letting the musical instrument take the heat to the tune of some sour notes, before popping out from behind the organ grinder to snipe over at Kup. However, as she pops out, Swindle nails her, and her aim goes astray. Combat: Catechism sets her defense level to Neutral. Combat: Catechism strikes Kup with her 25-mm GAU-12 cannon (Pistol) attack! Ambulance can't move, and more of his frame is shot up by Swindle. It is a travesty that this is allowed to happen, but Pz-Zazz is just one of those sucky planets. The Protectobot can also feel things being stolen from inside him, and he decides he needs to kill two birds with one stone. Or save two birds with one... bandage? Something like that. Too weak to give a retort to Swindle, First Aid transforms back into robot mode, which is at least mobile. He holds the monkey thief gently but firmly, unwilling to let him go as he staggers around the corner to freedom. Ambulance 's front section folds back as a pair of legs and arms pop out, transforming into First Aid. Combat: First Aid begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from Kup, Cutthroat, Saleen S7 Turbo, Catechism, Crosshairs, and Swindle Crosshairs emits a very long tirade of curses at the entire situation. It doesn't help much, but it makes him feel better as he reconfigures to his alt mode and books it -- roaring away himself. "Complying, as recieved, Boss." He says; slowing down once he gets a decent distance away. He's pretty shot up, but he's not going to leave Kup -too- to himself. Crosshairs tosses Pinpointer upwards as his body rotates down. Wheels fold into position and begin to spin as his bulk settles down into teh shape of his Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck Altmode! Pinpointer is drawn to a turret mount on the roof by magnetic grapples. The Autobot targetmaster duo are now in vehicle mode! Combat: Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from Saleen S7 Turbo Kup growls, "I don't even fraggin' wanna know who else has got a whip," just before he is pelted by a veritable hailstorm of weapons fire. It might be disheartening to the Decepticons, however, to see that even this much artillery is barely even slowing him down. "Ya know, Swindle, smoke's great for concealment--usually. But the problem is, when yer setting off a lotta bright lights in there, like say, gunfire, it tends to shine through to the outside. So I can't see YOU, but I can see where yer shootin' from!" He fires his acid musket into the dust, hoping to prove himself right about Swindle's folly. Combat: Kup strikes Swindle with his Acid Musket Laser attack! [Pulled -4] Swindle swats his hands through the air, trying to clear the smoke. "Oh there we go. Whew, glad this didn't turn into a fire sale. Get it? Fire sale?" he asks the nearby Catechism, deadpan. "Son, it's a -joke-. I.. look, nevermind." He rolls his optics. "Hey First Aid, you forgot something!" He levels his blaster pistol at the fleeing Autobot and fires. "You forgot to tell me how better I am than you!" BLAM, or rather, SPLAT there's a big old gob of acid boring into his chest cavity. "Oh.. uh.. things are looking kinda bad here.. oh yeah.. ow.. that's really starting to burn." Combat: Swindle sets his defense level to Fearless. Combat: Swindle strikes First Aid with his Blaster Pistol (Disruptor) attack! Combat: Swindle (Swindle) used "Disruptor": A Level 1 RANGED attack. Combat: You took 5 damage. Combat: Swindle's attack has damaged your Agility! Munch, munch, munch. Cutthroat continues to chew on the scenery. He'd be doing a public service if he he didn't plan on just burning all of the rest down when he had his fill. Combat: Cutthroat sets its defense level to Neutral. Combat: Cutthroat takes extra time to steady itself. [Pass] Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck is totally gone by now! Catechism raises an optical ridge at Swindle and replies, "I got the joke, you know." Most of the Autobots seem to be pulling out. Of course not Kup, but Catechism thinks it would take much better than the likes of an ex-Seeker, a Combaticon, and a Terrorcon to make Kup run. She orders Swindle, "Get out of here, and..." she pauses to actually radio him. First Aid, shot in the back by Swindle. This makes his front, sides, and now roof (his back in robot mode) trashed. He stumbles but continues onwards. Kup doesn't check with the Decepticons to see if they're retreating, too. Considering cover fire adequetely provided, he flips around, falling into truck mode and driving away. Kup falls forward, folding up into really old looking futuristic truck! Combat: Cybertruck begins retreating, outrunning all pursuit. Swindle calls out, "Fleeing with great pride, commandant!" Without any further ado, he transforms and makes haste for the rear, paint and metal still sizzling away from the acid round. Swindle's no sucker! He transforms into a Jeep and gets ready to roll! Combat: Vintage Army Jeep begins retreating, leaving himself vulnerable to parting shots from Cybertruck , Saleen S7 Turbo, and Cybertronian All Terrain Tech Truck Catechism is... the last woman standing? Granted, she was also the only woman in the fight in the first place. Oh wait, she thinks that Cutthroat still has some fight in him. She snaps out a pack of business cards and tosses them at the Terrorcon, commanding, "Show this planet that we mean business, Cutthroat. Let them know that the Decepticons are in town, and no gangsters and certainly no slagging Autobots are gonna stop us!" Cutthroat cranes his neck around, peering at the remaining Aero-Space Commander, "We win?" he asks, still chewing rubble like a cow with cud.
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