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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 2, 2009 19:27:31 GMT -5
Goliath was parked in a truck stop just barely outside out of downtown tranquility. It was spacious and pretty quiet. Goliath loved to sleep, so what did he do on his time off? Nothing but sleep. SLEEP LIKE A ROCK. It usually took his own will or something random to wake him up. And if he didn't deem it an issue, he'd fall back asleep and would fail to indicate he was disturbed.
So Goliath slept. He was one large gray and black 41 tonne semi sitting on gravel in the silent parking lot.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 2, 2009 21:41:51 GMT -5
Chris sighed, he was just plain exhausted. He had been walking back to his car after hanging out with his friends, only to find the car had broken down. And after calling a tow truck had to walk all the way back to the truck stop to wait for them. Not exactly the way he wanted to spend his saturday evening at all.
He sighed, walking through the empty truck stop. It felt a little bit eerie at night, especially with the singular truck there. "Primus, Dad is gonna fragging kill me if I'm out past curfew." He murmured, looking down at his phone, still no bars "Just slagging great!" He said sarcastically, quite loudly as he made his way to the curb and sat, waiting.
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 2, 2009 21:55:28 GMT -5
Golaith's scanners suddenly went off like crazy, recognizing another techno organic in the area. The teenager wasn't that far away either. He couldn't pass this opportunity up, so he forced himself away. He started his powerful engine...
The ground shook upon initial start up, and a flurry of dirt floated up around the front of the truck's big flat grill as it came to life. It turned and slowly rolled over to Chris. Just mili seconds after he came to life, his large bright head lights flickered on, flooding Chris's general location. "You're obviously stuck out here. I could give you a ride, but it might cost your life." He continued to roll closer, the ground shuttering slightly under his hefty weight.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 2, 2009 22:00:28 GMT -5
Chris's first instinct as the voice sounded out and the lights flooded his vision was to move. Had that semi just come to life? Yeah, he was pretty sure it had, for a minute he wondered if it was his Dad, playing a trick on him. But that voice did not belong to his Dad. So Chris did the next thing on his list, he lept, using ever ounce of his super strength until the flood lights were no logner near him. "SLAG!" He screamed.
The situation wouldn't have been so bad if not for what he currently had around his neck, beneath his shirt. It was a pendant on a chain, that in the center, the last shard of the Matrix of Leadership, given to him by his Father rested. If the Decepticon got that, or him... Or heaven forbid both. I've got to get the hell out of here! His mind screamed as he ran quickly.
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 2, 2009 22:26:56 GMT -5
Goliath kept rolling along, increasing his speed, smashing into the side of a large dumpster near the entrance as they quickly moved out of the gravel parking area. "You can run, but not forever." Goliath chided. "What are you going to do? I'm too well rested to tire easily."
He activated the Energon missiles atop his large black roof, and fired one of them right near Chris's feet to see how he'd respond just for the heck of it. The missile closed in on Chris almost as rapidly as lightning, leaving behind a faint contrail of reddish smoke/energy as it moved.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 2, 2009 22:31:01 GMT -5
Chris felt the cannon hit his feet, his reaction was too slow, he tripped and fell forcing himself to fall on his back he refused to let the Matrix shatter. Optimus had trusted him with it, and he'd protect the shard with his life. "What do you want from me?" He asked, backing up slowly "I'm not looking for trouble Decepticon, there's no reason for a fight." He felt his neck briefly to make sure the Matrix hadn't been thrown off. Lucky for him, it hadn't. "I just want to get home."
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 2, 2009 22:38:33 GMT -5
"Yes, but you should already know how passionate we are about...doing our jobs." First of all, why did he fall on his back like that? He been in the position where originally he would have fell face first or to the side. Was he handicapped in some way, be it obvious or minor? Goliath slowed slightly as he debated over this.
Goliath sensed the faintest fluctuation of energy coming from something strung around the teen's neck on his infrared scanner. "I think you need a body guard. and more, but Goliath didn't need to say as such. "I MIGHT have considered just going back to sleep, but now I'm further interested."
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 2, 2009 22:49:22 GMT -5
Chris stared up at Goliath, biting his lip he knew how this worked. This was basically a way of saying 'get your aft in the truck'. His muscles tigthened he knew to be very careful in showing any sort of fear. He rose to his feet, and glared at the semi truck with anger. "I'll take that as the really easy way of saying that I'm now your hostage." He grumbled "Where do you want me?" He added. His Dad had always taught him when he was cornered out like this, where there was no cell service, just to do what the Decepticon said. Usually that was the best way to ensure that you stay alive.
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 2, 2009 23:00:45 GMT -5
Either this guy was smart, or he had something up his sleeve. He wondered if it was the latter. Some humans were stupid enough to keep running, but nevertheless, Goliath couldn't complain over the situation just yet. "Get in." the passenger door opened, waiting to see if Chris would obey. Goliath wouldn't be surprised if he suddenly did the opposite.
Yep, what he had was the last shard of the Matrix of Leadership, and he knew all the 'Cons, especially Megatron were itching to have it. He'd just love to be able to wave it in front of their face and say 'look who has the upper hand' at least just for a moment. Of course, he couldn't jump the gun yet, he had to see if this teen would quickly figure out a means of escape or not. Thus far though, Goliath definitely wasn't worried about receiving any damage from him.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 2, 2009 23:07:10 GMT -5
"You'd better frickin' pray my Dad doesn't get his hands on you... Either of them for that matter." Chris growled, he knew it was only a matter of time before one of the Autobots noticed he never made his space bridge back home. If anything, he might be able to get out of this situation on his own. In that respect he could only hope that would be the case.
Putting his hands behind his head as a sign he wasn't going to try anything... Yet. He calmly climbed into the passenger's seat door. There were many options of what to do from here, but he'd see just what he planned to do with him before he tried anything. He knew to not put his seatbelt on even as he rested his arms. Like any Decepticon, this was likely to make it tight, and would not appreciate him putting in a light human manner.
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 2, 2009 23:35:25 GMT -5
Pleased thus far, Goliath slammed the door shut and began rolling. He scanned the area repeatedly for any angry Autobots, but there were none yet. This should be a walk in the park unless you start misbehaving or I get a challenger. "Now you can just sit back and enjoy the ride. I'll even play some music for you."[/color] Suddenly about 10 seconds into the song Toxicity by System of a Down began to play as he accelerated onto the nearest main street. song link: www.youtube.com/watch?v=bWSxELGNShk((Ill wait for Iro too)) |
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 2, 2009 23:41:45 GMT -5
Chris felt the mech accelerate and immediatly, pulled the seatbelt on himself. He was surprised that this mech hadn't tried to use it as a restraint, but it allowed for more comfort. He didn't know whether to cry or fight back, if he was brougth to Megatron... Oh Primus... He'd be handing the Matrix over to the 'cons. He reached into his pocket slightly, and messed with the iPhone 6G and quietly made it work so taht it called someone, he didn't know who, but he prayed it was an Autobot. "So what do you plan to do with me? Bring me to Megatron? Or am I not going to live long enough to make it there?" He asked, rather bluntly, making sure the speaker wasn't on but that whoever was on the other line could still hear.
He looked out the window at the landscape, gulping. It was pretty baron, and he knew he was being taken because of the Matrix. If Goliath wanted to, he could just bring him out somewhere, take it, execute him, and leave his body on the side of the road. "We both know why you took me, I know how this sometimes works..." He commented "You take what you want then cut the loose end."
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 3, 2009 0:36:20 GMT -5
Goliath stopped just beyond the large trucker grounds. Suddenly the passenger door opened and his holoform stepped around.He was a very large man, a body builder, but not too heavy in bulk. He wore a long sleeved black collared shirt and baggy black pants and sneakers. He was pale with dark eyes and had thin dark hair. It was a bit shaggy but was for the most part a typical military-cut. His eyes were almost completely black, and in the reflection of the bouncing light off his forms headlights, you could see the tiniest tid bits of red or orange and yellow, as if it was like oil with in the irises.
He moved quick, he slammed a palm into Chris's shoulder and shoved him forward with enough force to nearly slam him into the broad dash board as he used the other. At the same time, he quickly checked the lower half of Chris's right arm and twisted it back on him with equal strength and solidity. During this sweeping movement, a lengthy red Energon wrist blade struck out and from Goliath's holoform left wrist. It extended further into a movable handle and so as soon as it was extended, he flicked the deadly blade back, more than half of it threatening to slice the large veign on Chris's neck.
"Pretty much, you should be glad that your warranty has been extended somewhat." He promptly used his right arm that held Chris in the arm bard to yank him right out of his form and onto the ground. He stepped back a bit too so the door could automatically shut the door. As soon as the door was shut, he shifted his weight again and pressed forward, shoving him against the side of the large door with the blade still precariously close to his vein. It was even touching it in fact, barely short of breaking the skin.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 3, 2009 0:45:39 GMT -5
Chris felt his head hit the dash board and his arm bend back all in one severely painful attack. Then the blade went to his neck, his body trembling with every bit of fear he had. Hot tears were now running down his cheeks. He felt the rough pull by the arm that Goliath gave him, he was now facing the truck form, feeling the holoform behind him. He could feel the blade ready to cut his throat.
He had to do something, and he had to do it fast.
At the second line his eyes temporarily moved to the bulky holoform that currently held him, ready to end his life at any moment. "Look my Dad will give you whatever you want if you keep me alive. You don't have to do this." His eyes looked back at the blade as he frantically tried to bargain for his life.
He didn't want to die, he hadn't even ever told Monica he loved her. Experianced his first kis... Fuffiled any of his dreams. He hadn't even made it to his senior year... And it was all just gonna end right here. He didn't know what to think, but he no longer cared that tears were flowing down his face. He didn't want to die.
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Post by Goliath-the Evil Semi on Oct 3, 2009 1:49:52 GMT -5
"I think if that were really the case, you would willingly hand it over whether or not I'd used this form already, or perhaps very soon. Yet it seems you're hesitating. You're waiting to have someone come save your ass, or find the right time to strike back? Really, I got to wonder, because every minute I watch for the signs, I'm more tempted to press this blade just a little harder to slit your throat and take the Matrix myself." he sneered. Goliath kept his stance and current weight. Chris was as good as stuck here unless one of them decided to act further or an Autobot came in the next few seconds.
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