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Post by Ravage on Sept 30, 2009 5:20:56 GMT -5
Ravage was prowling Downtown tranquility, bored out of his flipping mind. He liked stirring up the atmosphere, so he killed time by darting around the mall with in a 1.5 mile radius of it on this glorious drizzlingafternoon. Now and then he would come out of nowhere, randomly pouncing on a few vehicles every half hour or so when boredom got the best of him. He even sent a couple innocent civillians to the hospital, and left one or two dead.
He normally didn't hang around the heavily populated areas, but why not up his training and leave a few marks saying "Ravage was here" once in a while? Besides, it seemed like ages since he caused any chaos on the streets. What Ravage was doing now only seemed to be a warm up, except that he was kind of lazy too.
Currently, Ravage was crouched behind one of the large dumpsters behind the right side of the mall, his head barely peeking out and his spark signal almost completely diminished. He glared at the dreary, wet roads, vehicles, and civilians with their umbrellas and light rain jackets. He rested his head on his paws before him and rapped his tail on the ground in irritation. He watched everything half awake, deciding to take a light cat-nap, still fully alert in regards to sound and vibrations.
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Post by Tami Roads on Sept 30, 2009 17:01:49 GMT -5
A shadow crossed the window, blocking out the looming sun. Most customers pulled it off as a cloud, but Tami felt something was wrong. She looked outside, and saw what looked like a tail dart out of view, but that was it. But soon, she too had gone back to her shopping, picking out a tank top that she was gonna wear tomorrow. Of course it was a light blue one.
Walking out of the mall, she was met by the rains meeting down to greet her. But it wasn't one of those welcoming greetings. It was an unwelcomed one. Unaware of the cat sitting just feet away from her in the dumpster, she stood there, staring at the sky, pulling the hood on her Abercrombie sweatshirt up, shielding her blonde hair. |
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Post by Ravage on Oct 1, 2009 16:30:03 GMT -5
Ravage turned his attention to the human, whose energy readings definitely weren't in the norm. His red eyes squinted and his tail flicked in anticipation, itching to get a closer look at this one and maybe give her some hell. He stayed perfectly still, watching her as she adjusted to the surrounding elements.
Did she know he was here? He shrunk back into the shadows by the dumpster a bit more, red eyes dimming before she got the chance to look his way. He considered out right attacking her, but stalking could be interesting unless she really did know he was there. Right now he couldn't tell. Ravage shifted slightly with out making a sound, ready to stand if he saw her move. If he did follow, it'd be some several seconds after so he was left practically unnoticed; though that was again, only if she didn't know he was there.
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Post by ♥|[\/icky|}♥ on Oct 2, 2009 11:15:07 GMT -5
[ Over all appearance is the full body picture ] What appeared to be a solid, normal looking nineteen year old girl was also walking through the parking alot. So far Vicky found she blended in well, no more stupid glitchy hologram, that data update had really worked wonders. She also found herself Vicky equipped in armor seeing how she had to figure out how to fold her own over and over and over and over again to finally be the right size. Though being a bit tall compared to others she was only six feet and three inches. Her eyes still had those dark markings around her that only added to her sinister look, she looked like one of those girls in movies who could pull off a seriously evil partner and kick the crap out of some heads. Walking with great posture she had managed to pull off a replica of the human species just as another once known ''comrade'', Alice. Though Vicky was much much much bigger so she ended up folding most of her self down into quite the strong exoskeleton under the ''skin''. What a way to increase her uses as a spy, her fox form really didn't work as well as this, she wondered if any of the Decepticons recognized her after her red paint job earlier. Though now of course the problem was, would any recognize the form she had taken when she went to blend in with the humans? It looked exactly the same. Vicky, the one who had left the 'Cons to join up with the Autobot where she had worried a bit of her twin sister who now drives her nuts with the pestering. She hated the fact Elina gave her a head ache and blew her cover so much, but lived with it anyways. Vicky had caught sight of another girl walking close by where she was, in fact she just passed her while Vicky was in thought. Her eyes seemed to go both iris-less and pupil-less for a moment's time as she tried scanning Tami and then they quickly faded back in. Her genetic code was definitely not in the normal one you'd see, it was relative to Chris's. The only thing she could change was the fact her cover up ears were pointed. The little processor pads on them were picking up something else, she was still working out the kinks where they told her Decepticons were comrades and well, they no longer weren't so she became unsure if there was now a Decepticon around or an Autobot. Oh dear god, it better not be Elina.
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Post by Tami Roads on Oct 2, 2009 15:19:56 GMT -5
Somewhere deep inside her body, a feeling was telling her to look towards the dumpsters, and so that's just what she did. The female saw a shadow, or what looked like a shadow. She remembered some of the shows she had seen where that was the start of a death experience. Ok so she was a horror movie fanatic. She also loved watching things blow up.
So it was no surprise that her heart started racing at that. She knew what a Decepticon was. Every techno knew the general term. It was something that you learned when you were young, and not by fate or coincidence or whatever you wanna call it.
But with logic, she had to think. It was daylight out. And most horror movies she saw, the enemy always struck at night. Why would this be any different? No sane person would strike during the day, but then again, what enemy was sane? Well there's that problem right there.
Realizing she walked right past another girl who seemed to be staring at her, she looked back, pretty dark blue eyes blinking slowly. This girl seemed older than her, but taller than girls her age would normally be. But that may be because she had tall parents or soemthing like that. |
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Post by Ravage on Oct 4, 2009 2:18:18 GMT -5
Ravage sunk his claws into the ground silently, glaring at the girl from behind the shadows as she took more time to gaze his way a little longer. Yep, she spotted him, well, kind of. And then he saw the very real holographic form. He just couldn't sit still any longer. He had to strike. Normally he would have gone for the techno immediately, but he was more interested in the holoform this time for some reason. Besides, his appearance would still give the techno organic a scare.
Ravage darted forward BARELY a foot around the dumpster. Gracefully in a blurr, he dug his weight into the ground and made a sharp pivoting 90 degree turn, taking a single leap straight to Vicky's holoform, claws fully extended. It had actually been easier to turn in a more swift manner because the ground was heavily dampened by the heavy drizzle.
The shadow panther hissed threateningly as he leaped with crazy speed and accuracy like a Velociraptor from the jurassic park movies.
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Post by ♥|[\/icky|}♥ on Oct 4, 2009 10:02:51 GMT -5
Vicky's eyes narrowed as she noticed the girl looking, tempted to push her out of the way for she knew exactly what was coming. Being an x-Decepticon, she could smell Ravage and know it's him easy. She had herself been set up on some missions with him, her having a fox form, she was able to slip into places unnoticed and even on the walls where she hid in dark corners of the room among ceilings.
And if Vicky knew Ravage well enough, she knew to always be at least three steps ahead of you could wind up in a scrap heap. But little did Ravage realize, this wasn't some hologram, or holoform as it was called. It was all Vicky. After a few upgrades she was able to fold herself down into this, of course alot of metal which made her a bit tall for a nineteen year old humanoid female.
She pulled back her fist and she knew he was coming, immediately her thick armor lifted up to climb over her fist and pull back for a punch as she detected where ravage would jump in at her. She aimed right for his face, not caring whether or not she hit teeth, at least she'd knock a few out. She had never liked Ravage, they barely ever spoke any how. Yes he was useful on missions because he was so quiet and fast, which meant she had to be even faster now. "Come get a piece of this you old swine!" Vicky snarled ready to fight.
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Post by Tami Roads on Oct 4, 2009 15:54:43 GMT -5
At the sight of a large cat jumping out from behind the dumpsters, and spinning, she placed a look of confusion on her face. But soon, gears within her head started clicking into place, and her eyes widened with a look of horror. That wasn't just any cat. That was a mechanical cat. And it had to be a Decepticon. No Autobot would leap at someone like the way this cat did.
She moved out of the way, thinking the cat pounced at her. Skimming her arm against the rain soaked pavement, she lay there, looking at the older girl who was standing there. She didn't flinch, just pulled her hand back, forming it into a fist. But then armour engulfed the hand, and Tami was almost certain this was an Autobot. No two Decepticons fought like that, did they?
She watched, knowing a battle was about to unfold. To panic strucked to move, she lay there, the rain battering down against her, but she was witnessing something normal people would freak about. She was witnessing a battle between the forces of good and evil. |
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Post by Ravage on Oct 5, 2009 6:17:25 GMT -5
((Oh damn, this is making me realize i want to make a form like that for KITT and Interceptor now!))
As he leaped at her, Ravage pounced onto her arm, wrapping his long claws around it. The impact slightly shuddered up his left fore paws and onto his upper back as he hit her with a nasty smack that could have really knocked out teeth if he hadn't grabbed for it instead. Getting in close to Ravage was NOT a good idea because he was obviously not going to stop here. He viciously bit into the armor, tearing at it like a dog.
The two pronged blade on his tail lashed to the side, attempting to strike her upper arm. As he did so, Ravage's hip guns started to fire (the ones from the movie, not in my sig), aiming at any part of her in particular. He did all three things at once immediately upon landing, knowing that despite her size appearing to be an average humans, there was a shitload more underneath.
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Post by ♥|[\/icky|}♥ on Oct 5, 2009 8:48:11 GMT -5
She hadn't seen Ravage fight much, so of course, she didn't expect this. Did he even remember who she was? She was knocked down flat, trying to get her arm free. And of course, when Vicky growled it didn't show normal human teeth. There were the same Decepticon ragged fangs in there. She covered her head as she was fired at, the bullets making tink tink tink sounds at a rapid rate as her extremely thick armor went from scratched to slightly dented. She loved the fact how it was right now, til Ravage started trying to rip it off her which just led to a sh*t load of pain.
He was about to remember exactly who Vicky was. Snarling, she twitched and pulled right out from under him, trying to kick him off her arm as she began forming again to something about Ravage's size. What was once your average looking human had become what looked like a rigged fox. Gnashing her fangs together a couple times, she growled deeply and stayed a bit of a distance from Ravage, her head down and ''ears'' back ready to strike the Decepticon. Then suddenly, the spikes on her back raised and signature missiles all fired straight for Ravage. She knew his pretty well so it hadn't really been that hard. "Remember me?"
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Post by Ravage on Oct 6, 2009 3:24:43 GMT -5
"Traitor."he hissed quickly. Ravage's metallic ears flattened, his tail twitched and his teeth became bared just moments before he moved to the right in a shadowy blur. The move was smooth and effortless. As he moved towards her left side, Ravage's two machine guns turned and fired right at her again as he turned around. It looked like any second he'd pounce again.
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Post by ♥|[\/icky|}♥ on Oct 6, 2009 8:24:10 GMT -5
Vicky didn't much care for what Ravage had to say about the path she chose, she wouldn't choose it again even if she were held at gun point. Vicky's interceptors also flattened themselves with a growl, she was just as fast and ready for Ravage. She noted he was about to move and rolled to the side before leaping out of the path of gun fire before her spikes from the end of her tail fired at Ravage, guns coming from her sides and firing away. "Don't make me bring out the big guns who over grown sour puss."
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Post by Ravage on Oct 6, 2009 15:35:52 GMT -5
Ravage briskly swerved way to the right, digging his feet into the ground. His ears remained flattened. He hated those spikes, avoiding them was always a pain. Irritated, he leapt right for the upper half of her tail as soon as he dodged with out flinching, even though her tail could move in an instant just like his. Ravage wanted to hack that thing off so badly, he might just keep trying until he found a reason not to.
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Post by ♥|[\/icky|}♥ on Oct 6, 2009 16:29:51 GMT -5
As soon as she saw Ravage coming her guns folded back into her tough armor with her ''tail'' ceasing fire as she turned around with opened jaws. Emitting a nasty growl she ran forward at him too and pounced for the to collide into one another. She, however, went to pin Ravage and took a few gnarling snaps at his with her large, drilling fangs. She would rip him scrap from shard if she had to. Her claws clicked to sink into his back to try and push him down while she tore at his circuitry. [[ cat/dog fight o0 ]] |
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Post by Ravage on Oct 10, 2009 19:48:32 GMT -5
Ravage pressed his body against the ground, lashing out his tail, shoving it towards Vicky's knawing mouth as she did so, threatening to shove both prongs deep into her mouth to aid in forcing her off. With his strength and agility, he used opposing force and 'marriage of gravity' (martial arts term), to fling up and shove her down to the ground in place of where he had been. Snapping furiously, he lunged at one of her flying arms and pounced with equivalent, if not greater force, ready to claw down what could be her open center line with a flurry of grating metal and sparks. All the while, he rotated his guns, and threatened to fire at her general spark area.
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