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Post by Lockjaw on Oct 7, 2009 14:12:36 GMT -5
Night time, on the road, in the middle of nowhere. Lockjaw liked it. Lights and sirens blaring, he followed behind the silvery-white Autobot. For a while, he'd hung back, just out of immediate detection range, then suddenly gunned forward, switching on the lights and sirens. Any other cars on the road quickly pulled over, and if they weren't fast enough, well, the local rescue vehicles would be quite busy for a while.
"Faster! Faster! FASTER!!!" Killjoy was cackling in the passenger seat. "Lockjaw use flashy lights and loud noises! Make fleshies crash!" As soon as he finished the sentence, Lockjaw rammed another car that had been too slow, sending it crashing into a semi in the opposing traffic lanes. "Kaboom!!!!" The red and black symbiote cackled madly as flames shot up from the collision. The other one, a gunmetal-colored one with silver "stitches" was laying down in the back, looking bored. "Stitches come see fleshies go boom!" Killjoy shouted to his sibling. "I'll pass." Stitches replied tiredly. "Let me know when we catch the 'bot." Lockjaw simply laughed as they closed the distance between them and the Autobot.
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 7, 2009 14:52:46 GMT -5
Interceptor grumbled mentally. He was tired of having to worry about spacing requirements in his car form. He turned around doing a tight circle, and transformed into a silver bot with aquamarine optics about the size of Bumblebee, if not a little taller. He spun, charging straight for Lockjaw's k-9 unit vehicle form, activating his machine guns in case this thing had weapons too. "I don't like running for very long!" He pounced in a silver streak, threatening to punch the uh...lights out of Lockjaws large windshield in a flurry of very hard, quite speedy fists.
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Post by Lockjaw on Oct 7, 2009 15:04:00 GMT -5
Lockjaw chuckled, and popped his passenger door and back hatch open, unleashing Killjoy and Stitches, before transforming himself. Throwing his hands up, he attempted to grapple with Interceptor. "Neither do I!" He growled. Killjoy and Stitches both took up positions to the diagonal rear right and diagonal rear left, respectively. 'You know the drill.' Lockjaw stated over their bond. 'Stabilizing areas, then weak armored areas.' Killjoy and Stitches said nothing, but prepared to launch themselves at Interceptor. After a moment, they pounced.
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 7, 2009 15:50:44 GMT -5
Interceptor growled. Figures he'd make some slaves do the work first! Interceptor pivoted far to the right and dove at the dog that was now in front diagonally to his left; he moved in a silver blur, hands in front, ready to grab his jaws and and yank them apart vertically. Simultaneously, his machine guns turned and fired at the other dog as it charged as well.
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Post by Lockjaw on Oct 7, 2009 18:44:39 GMT -5
Killjoy angled his head down, going for Interceptor's right knee, while Stitches took several shots from the machine guns before landing and going for his left ankle. 'He quick! Super fast!' Killjoy commented. 'I noticed.' Lockjaw replied. 'He seemed to have forgotten about me, though...' Lockjaw moved to grab Interceptor and pin his arms to his sides, which would allow Killjoy and Stitches to attempt to take out the areas they were attacking. He also had to do something about those guns...
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 7, 2009 23:10:25 GMT -5
Interceptor's scanners alerted him of all three movements. He pivoted around, shifting into a right neutral stance, and stuck his elbows out in a silver blur just as Lockjaw tried to close in and secure them completely. He struck out a second, completely thrusting forward his fist to Lockjaws face. His options for kicking back at the dogs were limited. His right leg back kicked out and down, the heel striking down and way out at Sitches as he tried to attack Interceptor kept his knee bent and used his left free arm to swipe as low as he could to knock back Killjoy as he tried to get one of his knees (now being the left one), but he would still most likely catch something, even as Interceptor prepared to use Turboboost to cover some distance.
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Post by Lockjaw on Oct 8, 2009 10:06:06 GMT -5
The fist made contact with Lockjaw's face, and sent him backwards. He rolled once, then got back up, ducking to kick Interceptor's left leg out from under him. Stitches had dodged to the side, and made to attack the exposed ankle, teeth flashing. Killjoy's mouth was open in an attempt to get Interceptor's knee, but a mouthful of arm would work just as well. "You fight pretty well, for an Autobrat." Lockjaw commented. "How come I never saw you back on Cybertron?"
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 9, 2009 3:14:35 GMT -5
Standing in a right fighting stance still, Interceptor jump-switched his stance and knelt into a low stance and attempted to lash out at both dogs with a double side kick as he switched."Heh, thanks, Deceptifreak!"He stuck out both his other elbow and first to protect the upper half of his leg as Stitches charged again. Being low, just a barely a second after switching stances, he extended both the elbows and thrust them forward in a streak of silver to each of the dogs open jaw."Taste my silver upper cut! Not from there!"So what if he was a little goofy? At least he didn't loose any armor yet. If either of the dogs got him, he could take a little pain, he already had ways in mind to shake them off.
As Interceptor punched out, he reactivated his machine guns that shifted out onto his shoulders and he fired a short-burst barrage at Lockjaw.
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Post by Lockjaw on Oct 11, 2009 11:11:58 GMT -5
Both Killjoy and Stitches got mouthfuls of elbow, and flew several yards backwards, landing in a bit of a pile. Lockjaw put his arms in front of his face as a shield from the bullets, then charged Interceptor from the front, arms open in a ready bear hug. Killjoy and Stitches, having untangled themselves, charged at Interceptor from behind, jumping to attach the machine guns on his shoulders and disable them.
(sorry about the short post)
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 12, 2009 3:05:58 GMT -5
Interceptor twisted slightly to the right by stepping back with his left foot placed behind the other, snapping out a right elbow into an angled hook punch to the side of Lockjaws face. He simultaneously swung out wide with his left fist to the other arm like a whip. Almost but not quite simultaneously, he turned/pivoted sharply to kick up a nasty left back kick to the dog on his rear right while a silver fist carried on and extended out in one fell swoop, threatening to shove its self straight for the dog's mouth again. If they thought the machine guns were a problem, they had worse on the way! [[mines not much better, short and to the point  ]] |
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Post by Lockjaw on Oct 13, 2009 15:07:36 GMT -5
This time, Lockjaw was ready for the blow, and moved to catch it. Stitches caught the kick on his side, and flew backwards once more, armor bending in from the force of the blow. He landed several yards away, and did not get up again. Killjoy's optics burned brighter as he felt his twin's pain. When the fist came for his mouth, he opened, and then chomped down on whatever was between his jaws.
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Post by Interceptor on Oct 13, 2009 19:43:43 GMT -5
Interceptor activated Turbo-boost to provide himself an additional, very powerful but brief surge of momentum as the two locked onto each of his fists. He cocked upwards on the fist that was buried in Lockjaw's throat and then yanked towards himself, grabbing onto the roof of his mouth and sharp teeth fearlessly. He didn't care if he yanked any out, it was only a way of getting control of this side of the situation.
Meanwhile, Interceptor sent a snap kick straight to Lockjaw and fired his machine guns towards his upper body and spark chamber, which would hopefully force him to let go and back off some.
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