They try to fly away of the tower in hope of distracting them.
“If they were buddies, why nobody tried to rescue them?” He said louder, for the prisoners to hear him.
Delta turns to the carnage to see what causes it.
Thrust tilts his nose back up, following Thunderblast.
Vigor rolled out of the way and fired his handcannon at Banzaitron’s face.
Lightshift yanked another grenade from his belt, this time a flashbang. He gently set it on the floor in front of Banzaitron.
ooc:
for the sake of realism, I’ll say that Lightshift has 3 grenades left before he has to stock up.
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Scorchlock arched an eyebrow as he walked towards the window and stared at it to see what was going on and what he could see.
He could see Wildsong and Alterion flying around, trying to deal with the heretics.
Scorchlock turned around and looked at Gronius. “Can you tell them that I’m heading down there?” He asked. “Thank you.” He said.
He didn’t wait too long before Gronius could speak before he hopped onto the ledge of the window and looked at Wildsong and Alterion and then back down, it was a long way down but it was possible.
Probably to Gronius, Scorchlock would look like a guy who had a death wish but it wasn’t the case as he spread his arms out like a jesus figure before he slowly leaned forward and, jumped off…
Now he could feel the air making sounds around his adio receptors as he was diving, his arms coming together in the end before he did a backflip and when he landed on the ground he quickly transformed into his car, his feet not really touching the ground.
Cheating death one might say, he was driving towards Wildsong and Alterion at full speed.
…or he just hopped down the window in the few meters between it and the ground, because Chrome never specified the hight that the room was at, if it was at any level at all (and not the ground level like I personally understood from the times my characters came there).
Gronius shoke his head.
“Funny guy.” He said, before turning back to his pannels.
Song and Alterion were flying not too far away.
Scorchlock was slowly but surely closing the distance between Song and Alterion before he transformed into his robot mode, looking upon the sky.
“Hopefully he told them I was coming…” He muttered to himself. “Hey! I was told you were in need of help!” He shouted at them, though he didn’t know if they could hear him.
“No kidding!” Wildsong yelled as she three a fireball at the chem trooper.
@Chromeharpoon
“If you fly down here and bring the enemy on the ground I’ll be able to help you!” He yelled back at her. “'Cause I can’t fly!” He ads.
“Are your optic sensor jammed or something?” she yelled, as she threw another fireball at the ground-exclusive team.
That he did. Bob the Mercenary locks blades with Juliana, scowling at her.
“Do you have a death wish?” he taunts, echoing her earlier quip.
The Chem-Trooper grunts as the fireball splashes against their armor, but the Heretic sustains little damage beyond some ugly-looking scorch marks.
The two Heavy Ground Troopers continue to try and shoot Wildsong and Alterion out of the air. Two of the standard Ground Troopers join them in their efforts, while the other three and the Chem-Trooper scan the area for additional targets.
Said Troopers evade the following fireball as the tanks continue as they had been doing.
Some of the prisoners look to each other, considering Redstocker’s point.
“I’m… sure you guys are just holding them up,” one inmate says. “They’ll be here.”
“Ha! Don’t bet on it, son,” the Decepticon Guard laughs. “You’re acceptable losses in Obsidian’s optics. Expendable.”
This new, unseen enemy was just that: invisible. Another allied Decepticon drops to the ground as a shot from a plasma rifle tears through her midsection. Delta and Zepar’s allies begin to lose focus as they search frantically for this cloaked assailant, allowing the rest of the Heretic troops to begin gaining ground.
Above the beach, the invisible source of the red spotlight shuts the beam off, and the distinctive sound of a starship’s weapons charging up could be heard.
Thunderblast was making her way toward a dropship escorted by a formation of Air Troopers and their Heavy counterparts.
Banzaitron quickly deflects the shot with his sword. He quickly backs away from Vigor, keeping his attention on both him and Lightshift.
More Heretic troopers were beginning to enter the hangar, drawn by the explosion and gunfire.
The Ground Troopers fan out and begin to open fire with their hard light rifles.
Sprocket lands in the hangar, transforming to robot mode and returning fire with his plasma cannon.
“So, is this a pretty normal day for you?” he asks Gatecrasher conversationally. “I don’t get-”
The Autobot scientist is cut off as a bolt of hard light darts past his head, startling him and causing him to instinctively duck.
“Maybe,” She said with a sly smile, before jabbing her right knee into his crotch, and practically dancing out of the way.
“Normal, yes. Pleasurable, no!” GC shouts over the din, taking aim at a trooper, while simultaneously moving so that the landing craft partially covered his side.
“Deal with the heavy troopers!” Alterion ordered to Scorchlock, as he started shooting at the standard troopers. Song continued shooting fireballs at the chem troopers.
“Do you really think the generals care about you all?” Redstocker continued in his game. “Can’t you see how many “genericons”, just like you all, were deployed on the battlefield. You there!” he said, pointing to a random prisoner. “Do you really think any of Bludgeon’s generals would care if you would be kept prisoner? Or if you would die?”
Delta flew in the air, to be sure that she is out of the invisible tooper’s rage.
Wrath, fear, hate and instinct took over Zepar as he let loose a wild stream of violet flames in all directions, trying to flush out the invisible attacker.
Epsilon tried to help ward off Nova by aiming for the joints in the feather guns and armor, trying to weaken him.
“Right…” Scorchlock muttered as he leaned forward and suddenly leaped in one swoop towards the two Heavy Ground Troopers. Judging by how they were looking they’d probably have tough armor so it would take more than just one slash of his katana to cut them down.
Though Scorchlook with his left hand took out his usable katana and his right hand turned into his blaster before he was charging at one Heavy Trooper and was firing towards him. In an attempt to aim at the spark which was around the chest.
Crying out, Bob the Mercenary staggers backward.
Song’s fireballs seemed to be angering the Chem-Trooper more than anything else. Still, their slime cannon wasn’t built to attack flying targets, so the only thing they could do was take cover as the three Ground Troopers around them return fire upon Wildsong.
One Heavy Ground Trooper turns their attention to Scorchlock, grunting as the shot from the Wrecker’s cannon strikes their chest, but does little damage. Deploying a Scrapmaker minigun from their right arm, the Heavy Ground Trooper unloads a torrent of ammunition in Scorchlock’s direction.
The other Heavy Ground Trooper and two standard Troopers were still shooting at Wildsong and Alterion (@Toa_Vladin).
“Bludgeon’ll come for us!” the prisoner defiantly replies. “Obsidian’s a sparkless b*stard, yeah, but Bludgeon cares about his people!”
The invisible enemy- Lockdown- takes advantage of the chaos to run quickly between his targets and dispatch them in their confusion. His rapid footfalls kick up sand, but these are easily lost amidst the explosions caused by stray gunshots and bombs.
Above the beach, the Death’s Head uncloaks itself as its cannons begin to fire upon the shore.
Nova Prime turns as Epsilon’s fire pelts his body.
“Oh,” he reacts, “it’s you.”
Nova raises his right arm as purple veins of energy run up its length. Tendrils of violet cybermatter shoot out from his fingertips and strike the corpses beneath his feat, re-animating them as terrorcons.
“I’d love to stick around, but I have more important matters to attend to,” Nova says. “Kindly direct any complaints to my new associates.”
She gracefully moves to his side, and tries to drive her blade into his back.
“Scrap…” Scorchlock leaped forward before taking his damaged katana and looked at it. “I’m sorry baby…” He apologized before he used it like a spear and aimed at the Heavy Ground Trooper’s minigun.
As the bullets were coming towards him he threw the katana, aiming at the minigun’s weak point in attempt to stop it from working for a few seconds.
While he brought his forearm up, taking a few bullets here and there but did little damage, they only left a few black spots on him. It was due to his armor.
Alterion would try to cover her.
“How do you know that?”
Delta turned to Salvo.
“Try not to get killed. I’ll take care of that ship!” she said, pointing with a claw towards the Death’s Head.
Zepar growls as he keeps moving wildly, he had to find Lockdown like this at some point.
Epsilon saw the corpses rising and said…something? It was definitely a single word but rather than a word it was more like a bleep, clang and zap got mashed into a piece of audio software and played at the same time.
Oh, yeah. he thought, I’ve got that thing in my voice modulator. remembering one of his friends back home put a, and directly quoting him, “random noise censor” as a prank that eventually became a running gag.
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