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Post by Metal Menace or The Girl Robin on Aug 26, 2009 1:56:20 GMT -5
It was rare that the Lord of Cybertron went out hunting on his own. But today, he was in an odd mood, a very good mood for killing. Rather than his fusion cannon, his Energon mace was equipped, strobing a light purple glow over Iacon's gleaming rubble. Shockwave and Soundwave, his most reliable soldiers were in charge of monitoring this new 'rift', as well as the Space Bridge.
It reminded him of the great war as he looked around with a sickening grin, lit evilly in the light of his own mace.
"Come out, little Autobot...I know you are there. Has Prime sent you...?"
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Post by GrimalKins on Aug 26, 2009 2:08:28 GMT -5
Slag. Slag all wrapped up in a box and sent straight from the Pit.
First Aid knew he wasn't supposed to go wandering about without at least one of his brothers (preferably not Groove...) with him. He hadn't intended to go this far, but he thought he had heard something, and it had sounded like someone was injured, and he had only intended to come for a short look. He hadn't planned on this. Sure, it was inevitable he'd run into a Decepticon sometime. But...Megatron?
So now he found himself in the middle of Iacon, hiding behind a wall from possibly the most terrifying mech he'd ever seen, trying his damnedest to keep as quiet as he could. Primus hated him, didn't he?
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Post by Metal Menace or The Girl Robin on Aug 26, 2009 2:27:29 GMT -5
Indeed, Primus and Unicron both must have hated First Aid. In a place made for giants, Megatron still towered over many. He was head-high with Optimus Prime, and many of the Great Primes as well. So his attempts to be quiet were, well, rather relative. Here, he could sneak and hide. On Earth? Not likely. But then again, that wasn't his style. He blinked, his optics switching to scan mode. Ah! One of those pesky Combiners. This would be delicious - destroying one weakened the whole.
So Megatron charged forward, swinging his mace in a deadly circle, finally bringing down the wall behind the Protectobot - hoping to leave the Autobot buried in the rubble as the Lord of the Deceptions' deadly spinning weapon came to scrap the weaker one's head!
"Die, Autobot!"
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Post by GrimalKins on Aug 26, 2009 2:47:34 GMT -5
With a yelp, First Aid ducked and lunged out of the way. He felt small chunks of rubble pelt his armor and heard air sizzle as his head was nearly taken clean off.
Transform and go. That would be his best option. But upon realizing how close he had come to nearly getting completely scrapped, logical thought had decided to take a short vacation without letting him know in advance.
He backed away hastily, stumbling over debris and catching himself on what remained of the wall, all the while staring up at Megatron like a horror struck deer in headlights.
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Post by Metal Menace or The Girl Robin on Aug 26, 2009 2:51:15 GMT -5
Megatron laughed at this display. At least, that was close enough to the harsh, coughing sound that emerged from his vocal center. There was unmitigated evil in that laugh, a sense that when he had you in his sights, you were dead and there was no escape. Starscream and the Seekers would not ruin his chances this time.
He stepped forward, crushing fallen metal under his feet as he raised his arm, poised to flatten First Aid.
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Post by GrimalKins on Aug 26, 2009 15:47:48 GMT -5
A scrap of logic, or whatever small bit of self preservation instinct he had, decided to return at that point. He backed up a few more paces, then transformed and fled as fast as he possibly could. His path led him towards the center of Iacon, if only because that had been the most convenient path to take.
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Post by Metal Menace or The Girl Robin on Aug 26, 2009 18:28:41 GMT -5
Ah, the runt was getting away now - or at least thought he was. Not likely, honestly - that was where the Decepticon stronghold was - the Space Bridge, Shockwave, Soundwave, and all the rest were there at his command post. So Megatron charged after the Autobot, priming his fusion cannon and firing. However, he was running, and overshot First Aid, instead melting a hole in the road in front of the Autobot.
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Post by GrimalKins on Aug 26, 2009 21:03:19 GMT -5
First Aid's speed jerked about in his surprise, and he weaved aside. He knew this wasn't the safest path he could take; far from it. But at the moment he couldn't really afford to be picky, and it was better than standing around, staring, and waiting to be killed.
Maybe he would get lucky. Granted, Primus and Unicron alike had displayed an intense hatred of him today, so the odds of him getting any stroke of luck was slim to none.
The space bridge was ahead, and First Aid vaguely noted that something was off. However, mostly he was just trying to see if there were any other Decepticons around.
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Post by Metal Menace or The Girl Robin on Aug 26, 2009 21:19:11 GMT -5
For once, Shockwave had lapsed in his duty, and was off hunting Autobots of his own - probably that vile wench Elita One. Megatron bounded after the Protectobot as they were locked into the Space Bridge. "Now you've done it, you clumsy Autobot fool!" We pick up here
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