Megatron
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Nov 23, 2011 15:19:44 GMT -5
Post by Megatron on Nov 23, 2011 15:19:44 GMT -5
Decepticon base, 11:42pm November 15th 2027 The Decepticon Overlord looked around him at the base. The primitive technology this filthy planet had to offer was insulting. How in the name of the Fallen was he supposed to defeat the Autobots and return Cybertron to its former glory? At least the Autobots could only work with the same technology he was forced to work with as well. They may have the greatest minds of the inferior insects known as humans for help, but they were unimportant. Fleshy annoying pests, nothing more. They were of no concern to him, no threat.
The leader growled, the sound a low rumbling tune within him. He was hungry.
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Abyss
Laser Fodder
The Black Beauty
The true terror of the Middle East[A1i:5]
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Nov 24, 2011 5:00:03 GMT -5
Post by Abyss on Nov 24, 2011 5:00:03 GMT -5
Almost a month had passed since she visited Germany. Now she was on the move once again, deciding to take few offers while she was supposed to be enjoying herself for once. She had for once befriended a human as well, and she made sure he wasn't stupid enough to follow her to the Deception base since she was here to check in. She wouldn't be here long, only long enough to get any new information that could be useful.
When she noticed Megatron within visual distance from her alternate mode, the old Chrysler with eerie green lights stopped immediately. Now this was someone she hadn't seen in a long time!
Memories of torture flashed through her from when she had escaped a Deception capture. Unlike others, she had evaded and survived. Abyss almost backed away but forced herself to stay here. If she should talk to anyone, it should be him or Starscream.
And it took a moment for her to speak, because she knew very well of what he was like sometimes. "Megatron, sir." She said simply, announcing her presence.
((Um where is he at? Note, im surprised no one else has posted here yet.))
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Nov 26, 2011 14:49:57 GMT -5
Post by Medicon Hive on Nov 26, 2011 14:49:57 GMT -5
The Medicon Hive had settled down after repairing the last round of damage to their beloved Master, the damage had been extensive after the fight in Egypt and it took quite a while to affect repairs. Now that their Master was in top condition again, the Hive had settled in their compartment within Lord Megatron's chassis, all but the Hive Leader Scalpel. Scalpel remained active, eagerly awaiting orders from his Master. Sitting on Megatron's broad shoulder, Scalpel heard his Master's growl and could feel his rising hunger. It had been a while since his Lord and Master had fed on a Cybertronian Spark, and the tiny medic was growing concerned about the growing pain he could feel within Lord Megatron's systems. ~"MyLordMegatron beneedings to feed, mustbe gettingsa Spark soon."~ he said comfortingly, rubbing his little dactyls together in thought as he considered possible candidates for his Lord to feed upon. That was when they heard the approach of another Decepticon and chuckled darkly.
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Megatron
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Nov 26, 2011 22:37:49 GMT -5
Post by Megatron on Nov 26, 2011 22:37:49 GMT -5
((Sorry Jetta for not being clear. They are outside the Decepticon base. Katt, how am I doing so far with Megatron?)) The leader growled once more, his hunger spiking. He had to feed soon. The small medicon on his shoulder confirmed that with his rushed words. ~"Still observant as ever, Doctor."~ Besides Soundwave, Doctor and his group of medicon Decepticons were the ones he trusted most. That was why he only allowed them to repair him, and they were his alone. Occasionally, he would command the small medic and his team to heal his allies, but it wasn't that often. He liked their unwavering loyalty, and that was why he kept them close.
As the female approached him, Megatron sneered. He recognized the old car. She had once been his prisoner, and one of the few that had escaped. Without rescue. Many didn't have the spirit left in them once he was through. It made her lucky, if you could call it that.
Knowing his medic perched on the Overlord's shoulder, Doctor was thinking about offering her spark up for his maniacle hunger. The very thought caused a painful jerk to his spark, reminding the leader how long it had been since he had fed. She would be the best for his hunger, the one closest.
But the female had use to him. She was a neutral, and she had come here, seeking him out. There was something she wanted. And if she could prove trustworthy, he just may have a mission for her. Though he would need to feed soon, he ignored his hunger for the time being. There were many other Decepticons who hadn't pleased him. They would forfeit their sparks to a greater cause, and Megatron would snuff out their miserable lives full of failure and broken promises.
~"Abyss. What brings you here to my base?"~
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Abyss
Laser Fodder
The Black Beauty
The true terror of the Middle East[A1i:5]
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Nov 27, 2011 3:26:26 GMT -5
Post by Abyss on Nov 27, 2011 3:26:26 GMT -5
She thought through carefully what to say and how much. The femme didn't transform and wouldn't unless she needed to. Her accent, a light British one was evident in her words. "I am seeking new information. I have not heard much Decepticon activity of late, I was wondering if there were any new targets you need pursued, or, dead. If that is so, I would be happy to offer my services." Abyss was quite sick of the Middle East. She wanted real targets for once, not human targets. She was getting tired of those, tired of playing with them. Games got old after a while.
It wasn't that she wanted to kill per se, but she didn't want to die of boredom either. She was a free spirit, an unbreakable one at that, and not doing what she did best caused her to get a little stir crazy sometimes on the inside, even if she was free to roam.
The Decepticons were the best place to start when it came to her specialty, as Autobots rarely hired mercenaries...
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Nov 27, 2011 3:41:01 GMT -5
Post by Medicon Hive on Nov 27, 2011 3:41:01 GMT -5
While Megatron adressed Abyss directly, Scalpel purred softly as he looked over the femme's alt mode, but he let his thoughts remain quiet for now as his Lord spoke to her. Inwardly, however, he reached out through the symbiotic bond he shared with his beloved Master in an effort to sooth him, if only for a short while. //~"Avaysobservant, myMaster. Perrrrhaps anAutobotSpark to sooth myMaster's hungerings?"~\\ he offered softly over the bond as he settled snuggly on Megatron's broad shoulder. He knew well Megatron's addiction to the power surge of feeding on living Sparks, a surge not even pure high grade Energon could provide, though it eased the pain, if only just. No, Sparks were concentrated living Energon, Rarified Energon, pure, perfect, and of Primus' own. Nothing less would sooth Scalpel's Master, and Scalpel was not about to let his beloved Master suffer any longer than absolutely necessary. He knew he and his hive mates were safe from that hunger for two reasons; they were bound to Megatron as symbiotes, thanks to Soundwave, and even collectively their meager tiny Sparks would never be enough for their great and powerful Master to satisfy his need. No, Megatron needed a full sized mech's Spark, one that was at least twelve to fifteen feet in height, and the bigger and more powerful they were, the better.
((Looking good so far hon, keep it up.))
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Vortex
Laser Fodder
Combaticon Interrogator
"Let's be bad guys!"[A1i:9]
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Nov 30, 2011 16:44:41 GMT -5
Post by Vortex on Nov 30, 2011 16:44:41 GMT -5
Vortex was bored, though that had become a norm for the Combaticon over the past several months. He had taken, for the day, to wandering through the halls of the base to see if he could find something, or someone, to keep him occupied. Passing near the entrance, he heard voices speaking outside, and decided to investigate. "Lord Megatron!" He called cheerfully, careful to stay out of immediate grabbing range of the warlord. "It's good to see you up and on your feet once more!"
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Megatron
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Nov 30, 2011 22:44:33 GMT -5
Post by Megatron on Nov 30, 2011 22:44:33 GMT -5
At the femme's words, Megatron sneered. Perhaps he could make use of her. The Dreads had loss their 'toy' a while back, and though Megatron hadn't punished them directly, he hadn't the urge to hunt down the fugitive Decepticon. A nice punishment was in order for their failure. What better way than bringing their toy back, only to have him close, but unreachable. It would teach the Overlord's offspring to watch over their 'pets' better, and Megatron himself would have a treat.
~"Ah. As a matter of fact, I do have something for you, Femme. Are you aware of a Decepticon fugitive by the name of Barricade? I want you to hunt him down, watch over him to learn of his... status, then bring him back to me, alive."~ He paused, sneering all the more. ~"Unless you find yourself in no position to carry out such a primitive task."~
The small medic still perched on his shoulder spoke, his words spoken in a hyper rush. The idea intrigued the Decepticon Overlord, and he gnashed his denta in hunger. ~"An Autobot spark. Haven't had one of those in a while."~ His voice died in a drawl, almost like an afterthought on his words just spoken.
At the sound of Vortex, Megatron didn't turn. He picked up his signal a bit ago before the Combaticon Interrogator had spoken up. ~"I see you're still alive, Vertex."~ As far as greetings go for Megatron, it was one of his 'warmer' ones.
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Abyss
Laser Fodder
The Black Beauty
The true terror of the Middle East[A1i:5]
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Post by Abyss on Dec 1, 2011 5:01:14 GMT -5
Abyss processed Megatron's reply. ~"I have intentions of 'visiting' the Autobots anyway, I would not mind retrieving Barricade for you, if that is a high priority. It has been a while since I have been around either side, I am long since over due for interactions with the appropriate race. I have not challenged another Cybertronian in some time as well."~ she purred briefly in though aloud. It wasn't the killing she was after, just the challenge. If Megatron wanted Barriacde dead, that was his business. As she spoke, she regarded Vortex's presence but did not seem to since she was in her alternate mode still. She was simply comfortable being in it having been around humans so much. She wondered why Barricade had changed. Was it because of Ironhide?
It felt good to speak her true language again.
She would only kill if certain factors were met. Abyss didn't have any personal connections with Barricade, so other than the challenge of hunting someone new, she had little motive to pursue him and capture him other than monetary gain. ~"My capability of achieving such a duty is not too much to ask, not at all, Megatron. All though I have been away from our kind for quite some time I have not been asleep at the wheel. A mercenary likes her money, after all. I am a bit confused about one thing though, I thought Barricade was a stead-fast loyal Decepticon? What happened to him? Did some Autobot manage to...get hold of his Spark per se?"~ She knew that very few from either faction drifted from their cause, such changes had to be triggered by life changing events.
In Abyss's case, she was neutral because she had been pushed to the edge, nearly broken by the Decepticons against her will, and that had infuriated her. She had been lucky enough to survive their harsh treatment and escape, proving to them she could not be reprogrammed unlike some. Sometimes, having no attachments, nothing to sacrifice was just as good as holding onto that one thing that mattered to you. ~"If he is weak at Spark, I should have no trouble snagging him."~
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Post by Medicon Hive on Dec 2, 2011 3:55:58 GMT -5
The tiny little Medicon chuckled darkly at Abyss' commentary in response to Megatron's... request... ~"Barrrrricadeabsentfrrrom Decepticonbase toolong, loyaltiesquestionable!"~ he chattered back at her, though he knew well why Megatron wanted Barricade brought back. A number of Decepticons knew the Dreads' habit of claiming pets to play with, and all of them had died while in captivity, save one, and that one had escaped them. Of course, Scalpel was not about to reveal anything the femme didn't already know. ~"Veaponspecialist hateBarrrricade, avaystrrrytokill Barrrrricade."~ he added with a tilt of his head. That was common knowledge among Autobots and Decepticons alike and had been made quite clear with as many times as the two mechs had tried to kill each other.
Still, Megatron wanted Barricade found, and since he had made himself scarce with regards to his attendance among the Decepticons, particularly at the base, then it would stand to reason that the scout had either 1. gotten himself impossibly lost, 2. was actually killed by most likely Ironhide himself, 3. was possibly captured by the Autobots, 4. was busy spying and forgot to check in regularly, or 5. had switched sides and actually joined with the Autobots. Whatever the reason, Megatron of course demanded answers, and the Microcon Hive was plenty willing to help extract the information their Master required, forcibly if need be. ~"AutobotIronhide strong Spark, be good for feeding, myMaster."~ he mused out loud, offering a potential target that Megatron might actually enjoy feasting upon, especially with how annoying that particular Autobot was with his incessant habit of killing Lord Megatron's soldiers all the time. He wasn't the only one, of course, but it was known that Ironhide was the cornerstone that gave the Autobots a fighting edge, having trained so many of them to fight since the start of the war.
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Vortex
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"Let's be bad guys!"[A1i:9]
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Dec 2, 2011 15:30:17 GMT -5
Post by Vortex on Dec 2, 2011 15:30:17 GMT -5
Vortex let out a giggle, his rotors fanning and contracting rhythmically behind him as he listened to Megatron, Abyss, and Scalpel speak, waiting for a break in conversation to speak up. ~"Actually, funny thing that, mentioning 'Cadey. Swindle spoke with him a couple months ago. Seems he was Energon-starved for a good while, then he got himself captured by the Autobots. After he'd escaped, he went back to his scouting, all by himself."~ Vortex replied, though his tone implied that he wasn't mentioning it because he was worried about the scout. He mentioned it more in passing, as though he was thinking out loud. Of course, if Megatron didn't care about it, then Vortex would be leaving to find Swindle once Abyss had left. After all, what good Combaticon, or Decepticon, would pass up an opportunity to get into Megatron's good graces?
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Megatron
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Dec 29, 2011 23:09:19 GMT -5
Post by Megatron on Dec 29, 2011 23:09:19 GMT -5
Megatron watched the femme closely, gauging her question as just curiosity or a cunning attack at getting information. He didn't trust mercenaries, not completely. They had a sixth sense when it came to money, and most didn't have any loyalty to one side, but whichever had the highest paying contract. Abyss seemed one of the sort, and though he had his uses with her, he didn't trust her, not completely. If ever there was a Decepticon he fully trusted, it was Soundwave.
~“The Doctor is correct. Few Decepticons are completely loyal to my cause, and Barricade has proven not to be one of them. As what had cause of this possible change of spark, I care not. I do not care how my Decepticons engage in their free time, so long as they perform in battle, and remain loyal to me..”~ He did know why Barricade had left, but the Dreads had their habit, and it kept them loyal. Soundwave had done his job well indeed.
He listened to Scalpel, a snarl spreading across his grotesque features. ~”I want that Autobot. I want to break him. I want him to beg for my mercy, to beg for death. And only when he begs for death, I will grant him his wish, and tear his very spark from his chasis. I want to feel his spark between my teeth, feeling its very life leave at my touch. I want to hear his dying screams, then leave his broken and grayed form at Prime's feet.”~ He turned to the femme. ~”If you grant my my desire, I will pay you well. The sooner your mission is accomplished, the higher the pay.”~
A growl left the Decepticon and he turned towards Vortex, a clawed hand stretching out, grasping at his neck. ~”And you didn't think to report this in?”~
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Abyss
Laser Fodder
The Black Beauty
The true terror of the Middle East[A1i:5]
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Dec 31, 2011 2:11:00 GMT -5
Post by Abyss on Dec 31, 2011 2:11:00 GMT -5
"Very well, Lord Megatron, may I confirm the current whereabouts of the Autobot base?" It was a sound deal, and Abyss would waste no time in seeking out this Barricade. She hadn't heard much of him in the past, but the name was not unfamiliar to her either. "I will search for Barricade right away, however before I leave, I will need a visual, as I have not worked with him in the past."
However, there was nothing else to say. She could always check back in later for other opportunities.
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Jan 9, 2012 22:14:36 GMT -5
Post by Medicon Hive on Jan 9, 2012 22:14:36 GMT -5
Scalpel chuckled darkly as Megatron grabbed Vortex by the throat so roughly. Once his Master had the Combaticon flier securely in his grasp, Scalpel casually crawled down Megatron's powerful arm, stopping just below the elbow to perch on his forearm, scrutinizing Vortex thoughtfully as his brothers awoke and began crawling out of Lord Megatron's armor, one by one, to perch on their Master's shoulders and peer at Vortex eagerly. ~"Vortex loyaltyqvestionable, notberrreporrrtingsin. VaiVortex notberrreportings to myLordMegatron? Vortex vanttobe feedingshisSpark to myLordMegatron?"~ he stated. ~"GiveVortex toMediconHive, extract INFORMATION! Giveto myLordMegatron, give Sparrrrkto myMaster."~ he taunted with an evil chuckle. The other Medicons, an odd assortment of creepy crawly little mechs, some with VTOL fan wings, a couple that slithered rather than walked, and all very insectoid like and well known to be very dangerous despite their tiny size, all chuckled and started moving towards Megatron's extended arm a little too eagerly as they watched the hapless flier struggle in their Master's grasp.
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Vortex
Laser Fodder
Combaticon Interrogator
"Let's be bad guys!"[A1i:9]
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Jul 14, 2012 13:00:38 GMT -5
Post by Vortex on Jul 14, 2012 13:00:38 GMT -5
Vortex let out a strangled "eep" when Megatron grabbed his neck, grabbing Megatron's wrist in return. ~"A-actually, I had not wanted to disturb you, Lord Megatron, while you were getting repaired, and it also sort of, well, slipped my processor."~ He let out a slight giggle, a by-product of his mental instability. ~"I promise it won't happen again! I could even make it up to you, Lord Megatron. Swindle told Barricade that he would contact him when he needed the scout, perhaps he could use that to bring Barricade here?"~ The helicopter had no qualms about sacrificing another for his own neck, unless that other was one of his team. With Brawl gone, they would have to work even harder to prove their worth, and possible convince Megatron that they were worthy enough to have their team made whole again.
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