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Post by Interceptor on Oct 6, 2009 3:14:33 GMT -5
Intercetor turboboosted and leapt high into the air in a silver blur and a streak of bright blue ion energy. One of Cutlass's plasma shots managed to singe his right foot, but that didn't stop him. He flipped once and pivoted around behind Cutlass in the midst of his charge. He activated his machine guns, which replaced two of the Swarm Missiles on the very tops of his shoulders. He unleashed a barrage of shots during the time it would most likely take for Cutlass's agile form to turn around.
"You hoo, over here!" he said as he fired away.
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Post by Cutlass on Oct 8, 2009 17:35:23 GMT -5
Cutlass was turning, rather slowly, when Interceptor released his shots. A number hit, and went into his armor, as he begun a roll, moving to his opposition's left. He started running as soon as he got to hsi feet. He aimed for the treeline, there wasn't too much possibility of him getting away in the open. He did a roll to the side, to dodge any incoming attacks.
[ooc: Sorry it's so short]
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 9, 2009 3:23:10 GMT -5
[[It's ok, mine wasn't that much longer, and certainly neither is this one XD]]
"Awww why yousa running away! This is fun! You're one of my sparring buddies now!" Interceptor ran forward and tried to tackle him, firing around Cutlass for show as he did so. "Use those blades or something! Those are fun to work with!"
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Post by Cutlass on Oct 11, 2009 0:00:40 GMT -5
Falling to the ground, Cutlass reacted, doing just what his opponent had requested as he was tackled. He yanked a dagger out of his left leg, it had been hidden in the armor there, and Cutlass tried to take it and tried to plunge it into the 'armpit' of this much larger robot. You asked for it.
Dragging the blade back from where it had been, and slammed the point towards Interceptor's head. If this thing hit, Cutlass was leaving it in there.
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 12, 2009 2:23:30 GMT -5
Interceptor barely pulled up in time away from the blade, but his arm pit still got slashed, Cutlass was pretty fast. In a blur, he shifted his weight far to the ground and to the ground on his right with a grunt, simultaneously grabbing onto Cutlass's shoulders. Kneeing forward for his center line as he rolled, Interceptor shoved a knee out, extending it into a kick as soon as he got leverage.
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Post by Cutlass on Oct 12, 2009 15:19:04 GMT -5
The blade Cutlass was using missed stabbing into his opponent's head. That didn't matter too much, what did matter was that his the much larger robot was off top of him, but he had a hold on Cutlass's shoulders. Cutlass stabbed his dagger towards one of those hands, then he felt the kick crash into his back. If he had managed to get the silver robot to let go, he was going flying, if not, then he had to be prepared for another possible kick. Either way, the first kick hurt terribly.
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 14, 2009 4:21:37 GMT -5
Interceptor flinched when he saw the dagger fly towards his hand, kicking out again with a chicken kick. Sliding back, he bounced up and prepared to shift forward into a lunge. He figured with Cutlass's size he would move the other way even more, but would be quick to stand up. He waited in a low stance, ready to shuffle in and defend against the blades should the Con strike with them again. Taking this chance, he activated his shoulder machine guns and fired a couple burst rounds around Cutlass.
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Post by Cutlass on Oct 15, 2009 16:18:53 GMT -5
From his radar, Cutlass could tell that his body was moving itself forward quickly. He had been kicked a second time, just not as powerfully as possible. He didn't know if the other robot had felt the bite of his blade, but Cutlass hadn't felt it happen. When he hit the ground, it added more to the collective damage Cutlass had already sustained throughout the battle.
Pushing himself up slowly, the rumble was taking its toll. He hadn't had much of a chance to get moving too much, but when Interceptor threw a grouping of bullets his way, Cutlass immediately dove to the side. He took a number of them, but his parts were already so stressed from the damage that he didn't notice. He rolled from the dive, then, having come to his feet, began to run to the trees once again. He made a half turn, the top of his body twisting, his feet still moving in the same direction. He fired off a number of rounds from his un-holstered plasma pistol, firing every time he took a step, taking the seconds to keep his aim true.
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 17, 2009 20:54:25 GMT -5
Interceptor got to his feet and swayed way right the first second Cutlass fired his plasma pistol. The shots were still pretty small and harder to see. He got clipped by a couple as he swayed on his arms and the upper half of his body. Energized, he kept moving and returned fire with his machine guns at and around Cutlass, moving in closer. Activating the missile launchers, he activated the Energon swarm missiles, and fired two at either side of Cutlass just as he got grazed in the side by another plasma shot. He could feel the burn singe his side upon firing...
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Post by Cutlass on Oct 19, 2009 16:08:36 GMT -5
As soon as the machine guns started throwing bullets at him, Cutlass got a little worried. He kept up though, he was getting closer to the tree lines. When the missiles came, he put up his gun, and focused on where he was going. It didn't take long before a multitude of bombs impacted the ground beneath him and his back and limbs. He felt himself flying into the air, and he was heading straight for the trees too. He impacted a tree limb, and probably would have fallen, if he hadn't gripped it hard. He was in trouble, he wouldn't be able to do much, and he was at this Autobot's mercy.
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