The raptor swerved out of the way. But as the blast struck the ground, the resulting force momentarily knocked it off its feet.
In the time it took for that exchange, the raptor to its left had ran past and gotten close to Backbreaker. It leaped at the autobot, claws out. Ready to latch on to him.
A fourth scrap raptor had fired it’s hands off at the helicopter, and was attempting to bring it down.
Razorbite clutched his metal pole tighter and slunk around behind everyone else, hoping not to be noticed by the raptors.
Backbreaker almost didn’t notice the raptor that had flanked him. He had just enough time to throw up his left arm for the creature to grab onto- rather that than anything else on his body he’d prefer to go undamaged. His tusks extend over his mouth to form his battle mask, and with his free hand he reaches over his shoulder to draw his sword.
“Slag it, more Raptors.” He said, before his mini MLRS rolled up. He used the information from his AEW&C and helicopter to plot a trajectory and… launch! The missile launched from the small vehicle, headed straight for the raptor.
The raptor digs into his arm and screeches at the autobot. It tried to swipe at Backbreaker’s face, but it’s claws merely scraped against armored faceplate.
The creature was too preoccupied with it’s flying prey to notice the missile, only seeing it moments before it hit. The animal was blown to pieces. One out of four would seem like a decent victory, until…
Seven more scrap raptors leaped out of the sand behind the group. Two of them fired their hands off and tried to snare Breakoff. While one went after Razorbite.
Backbreaker’s head snaps to the side from the blow, sparks flying as the claws raked his mask. He grunts as he feels his opponent’s claws tearing into the armor of his forearm, reflexively pulling it slightly closer to his chest.
Turning back to face the raptor, Backbreaker decouples his sword from his back, swings it around, and brings the jagged edge of the weapon down toward the creature’s head.
Hemorrhage’s turret swivels around as more raptors burst from the sand.
“Everyone get down!” he yells as a warning, a second before he fires a spread of bullets into the pack
“Oh great, these things,” Darksting said as the raptors got closer and closer, he readied his sword.
The head is cleaved off with little effort. Its body goes limp and falls off his arm. Backbreaker wouldn’t have time to breath however, as only a moment later another one tried to jump on his back.
Three of the raptors are torn to pieces, while another one tried to flank Tripwire and attack from the side. Firing it’s clawed hands at the side of his turret gun.
Two raptors ran at Darksting from the front, claws out and ready to strike.
Darksting saw the two raptors headed straight for him and he blasted them with his gauntlets.
Backbreaker staggers forward as another raptor jumps onto his back. With an irritated growl, he throws his sword into the sand, and reaches over his head to try and grab the raptor and throw it onto the ground in front of him.
OOC: Hemorrhage is the one who has the turret on his vehicle mode. Sorry for that little mix-up.
IC: The raptor’s claw latches onto the gun turret. Hemorrhage lets go of the Hover-cart and his tires spray sand into the air behind him as he accelerates forward, trying to pull the raptor off its feet.
Break-off fought the pull of the claws, while his other components attempted to fight the raptors. The small buggy component fired one of it’s minirockets at the raptors, while the helicopter, now free, made it’s way back towards Breakoff’s centre.
The two raptors swerve away from the blast. When the missile strikes the ground, the resulting explosion knocked one down. It got back to its feet quickly, but staggered. It seemed it’s leg was hurt.
The other one jumped at him and tried to dig into his chest.
The raptor hits the ground, kicking up a bit of sand. It get back up back to it’s feet and shakes itself off, letting out a shrill roar at Backbreaker.
The raptor is thrown to the ground and dragged around by Hemorrhage.
OOC: Hold on. Tripwire made the gravity cart, so did he give it to Hemorage then?
The mini rocket injuries the creature, but doesn’t kill it. The claws come out and the hands retract. The beast quickly runs at Breakoff and leaps at him, hoping to dig into his chest and latch on.
Darksting blocks the approaching raptor with his gauntlet, then stabs at it with his sword.
Backbreaker retracts his battle mask and roars back a raw, throaty battle cry as he hunches down and clenches his fists.
Hemorrhage drives in a wide circle around the group, dragging the raptor behind him. Using the arms on the sides of his vehicle mode, the tries to pry the creature’s claw off his gun.
OOC: Hemorrhage took the cart because he has those mechanical arms on his vehicle mode. He can tow it behind him while travelling.
Direwolf fired a potshot at the nearest one while using his big gun, presumably powerful enough to blow it to smitherines.
Razorbite hadn’t ever fought anyone before. Yet, here he was, in the middle of the desert with no supplies, being cornered by a raptor. All thanks to his own idiocy.
He flailed the pole around wildly, mainly because he wasn’t really sure what it was meant to be. Was it a club? A sword? A spear? Some kind of dagger? Maybe even a javelin?
Whatever the case, he wasn’t particularly talented at wielding the weapon, and just continued to repeatedly make poorly angled thwacking motions with it towards his opponent.
The raptor leaps at him, claws out, going right for the face.
The raptor shouts and screeches as it was pulled through the sand. The claws would be a little difficult to remove, and left some damage on the gun. But Hemorrhage would succeed in pulling them out.
The raptor latches on to his arm, perching there. The sword goes through it’s chest, but doesn’t quite kill it. The beast shrieks in pain, and swipes at his face with its claws.
Direwolf managed to kill the one Darksting had already injured. The raptor was unable to run, and thus blown to pieces.
Razorbite managed to strike the raptor in the face repeatedly. The blunt mettle object knocking it’s head around just a bit. The raptor took a step back, looking more annoyed than anything else, and screeched at him.
The raptor leaped at Razorbite, ready to rip into him. When suddenly a bolt of electricity fired from his right, striking the raptor mid air and knocking it down.
Maximus, in his dragon mode, flew up and dove at the beast. He crashed into it, and began to violently wrestle with it in the sand.
“Oh. Ok. You keep doing that then. I’m just gonna… um… walk… over here. Out of the way.”
Primus, this thing is useless.
Or maybe I’m useless at using it.
Darksting quickly jerked his head back to avoid the claws, but the raptor still manages to slightly scratch his face. In retaliation, Darksting swipes his sword up the raptor’s body.
Backbreaker swings a punch at the incoming raptor, pivoting at the waist to put some force into the strike.
Hemorrhage comes to a stop after successfully freeing himself, and turns his gun turret to shoot at the raptor behind him. But the weapon wouldn’t fire- the damage the raptor’s claws had inflicted upon it had rendered it inoperable.
Well… scrap. So much for that.