The Intergalactic Highway

Frilla nodded before being set down then took off to the tree line, pausing to transform and drew the Electro Laser Glowstick had given her and was still surprised it seemed easy to handle. Glancing towards Starshadow she shook her head as the feline was already on the prowl as usual, but then again Frilla wasn't the battle ready warrior either. "This isn't going to end well." She sighed before taking aim towards the whale, seeing Ocarnier was briefly vulnerable. Taking this chance she let the machine power up slightly, closing an optic to get a better aim before she fired silently hoping the aim was true.

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"I got a bone to pick with you Predacon." Feralnight growled, "Maximize!" Howling she transformed as much as she hated doing so with an already damaged chest but she wasn't going to let the injury stop her. Activating her shoulder cannon she began to fire not really caring for an accurate shot for the moment but only to try and keep Terrorsaur at bay, whatever it took. Grabbing her Laser Gun she raised it as she stopped to hover and fired it along with her shoulder cannon.

The cloned gorilla leaped at Primal and threw a punch toward his face.

Predictable! thought Optimus, unimpressed. Just as quickly, he lifted his hand and caught the alien's fist in his palm with his wounded arm. Growling, Optimus pulled his other arm back, balling his hand into a fist and driving into the clone's chin.

The Vok's jaws snapped shut as his head flew back, falling to his knees. He had noticed the bullet wound on his opponent's arm, following the little bit of fluid that seeped down Primal's limb. He kept that in mind, so long as he could keep his systems running after that upper cut. Shaking his head while he kneeled, he remained conscious and plowed one of his fists into the Maximal leader's stomach, one, two, three times. Then he jumped at him with a roundhouse kick.

Optimus stumbled backwards, doubled over and holding his hands over his aching gut from the punches. Looking up just in time, the Maximal caught the alien's foot in its kick, twisting it so hard that the clone's body spun off of the ground and landed on his back. With him down for the moment, Primal was suddenly distracted by some data information that had been uploaded to his internal systems by Orcariner. He had no idea the whale could do such a manuever with his sonar; it was quite intriguing. He could detect all of his Maximals nearby and "see" the Predacons, even if they weren't in view. Speaking of which, several of them were moving in. "Orcariner!" shouted Optimus. "Icebreaker!" He meant his shout as in to find the penguin. After the missile explosion, and the alien attacking, he had no idea where the icy bird's body had wound up. He needed to be found and taken back to the Nomad immediately. He prayed he was still in one piece...

With the Maximal's attention diverted, the Vok threw himself at Optimus and tackled him to the ground, straddling him on his stomach and wasting no time with repeatedly punching the wound he had sustained from Steelclaw. The brutal attack tore more of the leader's armor away around his injury, causing more fluid to drip from it and snapping more wires.

"Raaaaarrrrgh!" Primal growled. In sheer frustration and agony, he pushed with his back and legs and rolled over with his clone, reversing their roles. Now his fist, with his good arm, was thrown several times into the clone's face. Optimus, the seemingly gentle Maximal despite his firepower and physical strength, wasn't holding anything back. With his knuckles already worn from running across the rough terrain, the repeatitive punching started showing some shiny silver metal underneath his fur and skin.

The "Ghost's" face was battered, cut and scratched from the leader's fury. Despite the damage, he managed to slip one of his legs out from under Optimus and kicked him square in the chest to get him off.

"Oof!" escaped the Maximal's mouth when he felt the pressure on his chest and was instantly shoved off of his attacker.

Getting to his feet, the Vok transformed to his robot mode and glanced at Orcariner with a smile before bending over and grabbing Primal by one of his ankles. Igniting his prime jets, he flew straight up into the sky with the leader, out of everyone else's range of firepower.

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"Orcariner, Feralnight!" Tigatron called over the communication links. "Terrorsaur and Starshadow are headed your way!" They probably already knew that, but the tiger was unaware of the impressive ability that Orcariner gave the Maximals out there with his sonar.

"Definitely seems he took a hit to the head. Put him in stasis lock."

Frowning, Tigatron asked, "Does the Nomad have some sort of significant repair or spark stabilizing equipment?" He glanced at the make-shift medical bay that Cheetor and Rattrap had made on the opposite side of the cargo bay. "Cheetor should be hooked up to it immediately."

Suddenly, more blips on the radar grabbed the tiger's attention. "Wintersong, we're about to have company," he warned her over his shoulder. "It is Waspinator." Well, the automated turret system should be able to handle the wasp easily. Was he really the only one who was going to engage the transport? He couldn't complain, he guessed. They had a lot of energon stored in there, so the less that attacked it, the better for him and Wintersong. He had a feeling the wasp would have back-up, though.

"We also have friendlies incoming!" he smiled. Saber-Fang's and Dinobot's signatures were registering on the scanners now, just inside of the Nomad's radar reach.

(( OOC: No worries, peeps. I got plans for OP and the Vok. I leave a place to pause so it isn't too much for people to read. And it gives me a break from typing, and to come up with other stuff later. ))

Orcariner braced himself as Frilla's signature began to vibrate, indicating that shots were fired. Since her arrow was pointed directly at him, the killer whale prepared for the inevitable impact. He felt a sting on his right side but continued to fire off his sonar emissions. The shot did not hurt as much as he thought it would. Starshadow's arrow was rapidly converging on his location, however, and while her blows may not be more powerful than Frilla's gun, the combined efforts of the two Predacons would eventually wear him down. The internal hardware was nearly finished. Orcariner figured he could only hold the radar up-link for a few more nanoclicks before his processor was forced to stop at the risk of melting his internals. Looking up, he noticed that Feralnight was fully aware of Terrorsaur's presence. With that in mind, the killer whale finally breathed his last wave of sonar. The air above his blow hole was clearly rippled from the overwhelming heat. Radar communications to the Nomad were offline and the CPU was not responding to his transformation commands.

Where's a river of cool water when I need one? he thought.

Even the hover pads were offline since his body was too exhausted to redirect the power. Well, it was going to be a 2-on-1 fight and he was going to have to do things the hard way. Then again, Orcariner was still larger than the both of them combined and his Cybertronian anatomy provided him more weight and strength than any other orca could muster on this planet. Flailing about was his only option, but it was still a pretty good one.


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Terrorsaur weaved through the incoming fire with a grin.

"I'm the definition of air superiority, lady!" he screamed, "Let me show you what it's all about!"

As he closed in on her, Feralnight's shots were becoming hazardously more accurate. He quickly shot upwards in a 90 degree angle before performing a backwards aerial somersault and dive-bombing right after her. Shoulder cannons extended, Terrorsaur fired off two missiles in her direction before receiving an unexpected shot at his face from her laser gun.

"Superior my aft." Feralnight growled but there was little she could really do to dodge his next attack. Trying to fly down a bit faster she managed to dodge one missile but dodging the other was unfortunately not likely this time and instead of attempting to dodge she folded her wings forward in front of her and curled slightly to prepare for the impact. The pain that followed the explosion was horrible and excruciating, yet Feralnight forced herself to pull through and after dropping a good several feet she spread her wings out and flapped them as fast as she could to slow herself enough to actually level into a hover again.

The problem was she wasn't quite sure how much more of a beating she could take before she would have to back off and return to the Nomad.

Starshadow chuckled evily and pulled out her gun, firing it seven times on the same spot that her last attack had landed.

"What's the matter maximal?! Do you need a kiss to get you knocked out, OR SOME HEAT TO FRY YOUR CIRCUITS?!" she laughed charged up a magenta beam in her mouth, getting ready to fire.

starshadow wrote:Starshadow chuckled evily and pulled out her gun, firing it seven times on the same spot that her last attack had landed.

"What's the matter maximal?! Do you need a kiss to get you knocked out, OR SOME HEAT TO FRY YOUR CIRCUITS?!" she laughed charged up a magenta beam in her mouth, getting ready to fire.

"Oh, no worries," replied Orcariner, trying to flop around to face her, "I'm pretty fried as it is."

He was being honest. Heat was still rising from his blow hole and at the moment he sort of wished that the little vent could spew pillars of fire at his opponent. It certainly felt capable of doing so, except that he was the only one hurting from it. Shot after shot landed on his rubbery body but he finally faced his opponent. She was laughing as usual, but then again, he hardly knew any Predacon who did not laugh while engaging in combat. Looking up towards the sky, Orcariner even noticed that Terrorsaur was laughing and mocking at Feralnight. The only thing he could do at the moment was take the hits until Starshadow made a stupid move that he could take advantage of. Best case scenario would be for his systems recover so that he'll be able to transform and turn the panther and her lizard friend into finger puppets.


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Terrorsaur recovered from the shot to his face. Looking around, he finally noticed that Feralnight was still beneath him. Diving after her, he hoped to get a shot or two in before she fully re-acclimated from his previous strike. His eyes flashed violet as the flyer unleashed a barrage of optic lasers down at her. This fuzor obviously was more durable than he had anticipated. She still bore the wounds of their previous encounter and somehow maintained flight after absorbing a direct hit from his missile. Terrorsaur was going to give her everything his weapons could offer.

"Yea we do." Wintersong agreed looking towards the make-shift medical bay before Tigatron added about the approach of Waspinator. "If the guns can't take care of him, I will." She growled gripping her rifle yet she grinned, glad to hear reinforcements were finally here soon.

(As Dann hasn't posted or even been to the site in over a week...)

Tarantulus felt slightly annoyed listening to the Squid's orders, he had little interest in the battle other then the alien creature itself. He set out to the airlock in the back of the ship transforming to his beast mode, his spinnerets spraying a bit of webbing onto the back of the ship, then he jumped with the line acting to slow his descent towards the ground, dropping into the treeline.

A few moments later, crawlling down from the trunk of a tree Tarantulus glanced towards Steelclaw and Snowtrix Well I must say.. you're certainly more resilient then I had expected.. The fishes concerns are exaggerated.

Stepping onto the ground, his eyes shift and narrow as he glanced into the distance at StarShadow and Frilla, puzzled as to why the whale was still in beast mode. His optics then shifted towards the Maximal transport, the design looking like a box with wings. He looked towards Waspinator flying in the direction of it, then spoke up Never send a Wasp to do a Spider's job.. he then let out a dark cackle as he started to crawl away into the woods to make a better survay position of the ship.

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Glowstick watched the battle between Primal and his clone, he then blinked as the two sudden disappeared, the ship autogun stopping. What the pit?! he then said. He switched the view from sonar based imaging to regular, then looked around, noticing the jet trail leading straight up with a tiny flare in the sky. You're kidding.. I thought they were joking on the data we took.. he can really fly Mach 9?! We can't hit them at that speed or height. Hm.. what's the status of the rest of the battle..? he then noticed a encrypted radio signal, he wasn't sure what the information was as he still had not gotten around to cracking the Maximal Radio signal, looking into the distance he looked at StarShadow and Frilla and a beached Orcariner. That's strange.. what did they work him to death mining?

Glowstick looked towards the maximal Transport, which didn't really appear to be doing anything, much like the whale. He found the situation rather confusing. He then moved his attention to the radar and gave a light chuckle. Well, it looks like Dinobot and Saber joined the fray. If the Maximals are in this bad of shape.. it'd make sense they would call in reinforcements. Well, back to our designated target.. until the alien gets back in range.

Glowstick started to turn the transport, flying in the direction of the Nomad. He then spoke up to Sonar Target the bridge on that thing with both guns, I want to see just how strong their toy really is..

Target the bridge on that thing with both guns, I want to see just how strong their toy really is..

"Gladly..." He smiled darkly took aim at the Maximal ship and fired...

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As Saber reached the rim of the energon field she heard an concussive boom, shortly after a wave of heat, shaking it off she made her way into the field. It didn't take her long to find her target, her eyes narrowed when she spotted Starshadow fighting with Orcariner. It wasn't in her to pick a fight some one, they had started this fight and Starshadow needed to learn that she should pick on some one her own size. She growled the hair on the back of her neck rose, not wanting to give her way her location, she went on the attack slamming into Starshadow from the side.

Frilla put the Electro Laser on her back again, "Beast mode!" She muttered and transformed making a dash on her hind legs towards the whale, watching him having to flop around to even face them. But she became aware of the two new arrivals and knew she wouldn't have long to attack finally getting a couple feet from Orcanier and transformed drawing her own Pellet gun and switched it to the acid pellets though she seemed a bit hesitant to attack. "This just doesn't seems a bit sad maximal to fight someone while they are down." She said, close enough Orcarnier could hear, "And unfortunately I hate attacking enemies who can't really fight back or who even seem they could do much but flop around."

Okay so that wasn't completely it but she wasn't going to outright say she was a bit uneasy of fighting such a large opponent and even fighting in the first place. She did admit to herself she had a slight fear of battling yet Frilla knew it might be obvious to some.

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Feralnight didn't get a chance to fully recover before the barrage of lasers forced her into the defensive again and try to block what she could. Feeling the radiation however begin to take affect due to her injuries already the fuzor made one last attack and fired a few shots from her Laser Gun and let herself drop to the ground and return to beast mode, "Ah who am i kidding. Can't keep a fight with this screechy bird for long anyway." She growled under her breathe and hurried on foot to get away from any on coming attacks.

((OOC: Question- when Ocariner told Tigatron to turn the Nomad's auto-guns on, and Tigatron did, have those guns been firing since? Because if so, Frilla and Starshadow are close enough to Ocariner to make things interesting for all three of them, especially with all the energon on the ground down there. Plus, Steelclaw, Snow Trix are going to have to acknowledge whatever shots might be coming their way in the treeline. And maybe Terrorsaur and Waspinator too.

Or should we just let the auto-guns be?))

As Dinobot approached the battlefield, he took note of Ocariner facing two Predacons alone in beast mode and immediately brought his attentions there.

He would have transformed and fired his optic lasers at Frilla, but the distance he was at made the fact she was in front of Ocariner a problem- he would probably miss and hit his own ally.

With a battle-thirsty roar, he announced his presence to Frilla in hopes of distracting her from her target, and charge ahead at full speed.

"RAOWR!!" Starshadow roared like her beast mode as she was rammed by something. She landed on her feet and and fixed her fiery gaze on the one who did it who appeared to be Saber.

"Heh..desperate for a rematch? Because I am..." she transformed into her panther mode.

"Heh..desperate for a rematch? Because I am..."

Saber chuckled. "Trust me, this isn't going to be much of a rematch..."

The hair on the back of her neck rose and she unsheathed her claws before attacking with a savage snarl.

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Sonar raised an eye brow when he saw Saber's energy signature on the radar, eight hours hadn't even past yet. He shook his head at her antics, this was going to be a long and exhausting fight for her.

That blasted feline must have a death wish. She better make out of this place alive, other wise all of this would have been for nothing! He thought narrowing his eyes.

Blazemane wrote:((OOC: Question- when Ocariner told Tigatron to turn the Nomad's auto-guns on, and Tigatron did, have those guns been firing since? Because if so, Frilla and Starshadow are close enough to Ocariner to make things interesting for all three of them, especially with all the energon on the ground down there. Plus, Steelclaw, Snow Trix are going to have to acknowledge whatever shots might be coming their way in the treeline. And maybe Terrorsaur and Waspinator too.

Or should we just let the auto-guns be?))

((OOC: Well, the Nomad isn't in the field itself. The Maximals have already filled up their cargo and are getting ready to go back so we're several hundred feet away from anything that looks like energon. The only reason why Tigatron hasn't pulled out any further was because he had to wait for the injured to return. As for the auto-guns, I just assumed that OOP would write for them since she's writing for Tigatron who's pretty much in command of the Nomad. We'll have to verify if she's the only one writing for them or if any Maximal player could do it.))

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((OOC: Well, the Nomad isn't in the field itself.))

Right, and I know that. It's just that, if the guns are firing, they're firing into the field.

As for the auto-guns, OOP can write for them if she wants, but they might also work as a condition that the effected players write about and do with what they want (like the energon radiation), especially in light of the fact that it's really always the players of the characters getting shot at that decide when they get hit in most battles on here.))