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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 22:14:42 GMT -5
When Arcee shouted, Daniel smiled. "See Jetstorm, even she doesn't give up. Why do you?" He was one to mock, even in life and death situations. Then he looked out the cockpit, and saw Arcee climb to the top of the jet. "She's persistant, isn't she Jetstorm? Maybe you should try to be more like her. Might get you somewhere."
His attention turned from the controlls, back to where Arcee was, and he watched her moves. When Jetstorm shouted, he grabbed onto the seat, anticipating what was going to happen next.
And sure enough, he was right. When Jetstorm did his barrel roll, he felt himself spinning, his body going in the general direction of Jetstorm's position in its barrel roll. "We both know who's going to win Jetstorm, just admit it." |
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Post by Arcee on Jul 20, 2009 22:19:58 GMT -5
Arcee took the blast to her chest hard on, but being the derminined little Autobot that she was she held on and eventually dug her feet into Jetstorm's cab. She cocked her head to the left almost making a crackling noise and said "So, you think just because you have the fancy weapons you always win? WRONG!" Arcee immediately pulled the weight of her own body back while still tightly holding onto Jetstorms side, hoping to get him to fly above the city so she could get him away from the humans.
Determined as she was, she had still taken quite a blow to her chest and it made her somewhat weak. But it wouldn't stop her from at least trying with all her might to ground this plane into the dirt, after all her old buddy Kup didn't get to be 11 million stellar cycles old when he gave up as easily as that. She was going to bring this Decepticon down, whether she got killed in the process or not.
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 20, 2009 22:24:35 GMT -5
"So you're not ALL total wimps! Oh, this is going to be a blast...LITTERALLY!" Jetstorm said, and the seatbelt of the chair inside of him slapped the boy across the face suddenly for being so bold.
Jetstorm spun wildly, a corkscrew manuver he'd used many times before in such situations, and firing off his missiles. The force of the corkscrew caused the projectiles to explode dangerously close to his strong armor, producing shearing winds that would knock anything from his outer body.
"Oh, by the way, I should let you know that if you keep fighting, I'll kill the techno-organic before you can stop me!" He cackled.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 20, 2009 22:41:21 GMT -5
"I hope you mean the Autobot and I are the ones who aren't total wimps. Because if you mean you and someone else, then you'd have been only half right." Then the seatbelt smacked himself across the face, and he smiled. He knew what that was for. "All looks like Jetstorm doesn't like his passenger. Now that's not nice." He shook his head.
He looked back at Arcee, his good hand grabbing the seat belt so Jetstorm couldn't use it again. Of course, there was always the suggestion of over powering him. But Jetstorm wasn't smart enough to know that.
He watched as the robot jet did a corkscrew, trying to throw the Autobot off. Then he shouted at her, and Daniel turned to face Jetstorm's controlls. "Yeah, like you would risk that. You'd rather have father watch instead of killing me because of an Autobot." His words were sincere, but also mocking. His hand still held the seat belt firmly in his hands. |
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Post by Arcee on Jul 21, 2009 10:55:51 GMT -5
Arcee was thrown off of Jetstorm, and hit the ground below her with a hard thud. She picked herself up and watched as Jetstorm continued to blast through the city and as she realized that he still hadn't put the kid down. "Slagit!" She yelled as she transformed into her hot pink motorcycle and began to give chase to Jetstorm, following the trail of destruction that he had left behind in his wake.
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 21, 2009 10:59:20 GMT -5
"Well, it sounds like SOMEONE'S goten too big for his britches! It's time for an altitude adjustment!" He growled, and shot straight into the air, climbing up thousands of feet, and then flew with his undercarriage up, opening his cocpit. If Daniel hadn't been hanging on to the seat belt of the chair, he would have met a gruesome death and become part of the sidewalk.
"Do you REALLY want to piss off the jet you're flying in at five-thousand feet? You think I won't just kill you anyways? Try me; I dare you!" From the control pannel, two machine guns protruded, aiming at Daniel.
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 21, 2009 11:36:29 GMT -5
Arcee had gotten back on the ground, and she was still giving chase. Wow, she was persistant. And looks like she wouldn't give up until either A: She was successful in her mission, B: Jetstorm killed her, C: Daniel died, or D: something else happened. This was surely to get interesting.
When the cockpit opened, he debated on taking his chances of jumping out, but before he could even make his decision, Jetstorm made it for him. Come on, Daniel wasn't that stupid. He knew that was suicidal, and the Autobot was fighting too hard for him to give up. So Jetstorm turned right side up, and closed his cockpit. Then, he threatened him.
A sigh escaped his lips. "Ok, I got your message.." He looked at the guns pointing right at his chest. "You really don't need the cannons, Jetstorm." Nervous was what Daniel was feeling right now, which is why he sat back in the seat, and held the seatbelt in his hand. Any normal kid would have been staring out the window, but the fact of the matter was that he wasn't a normal kid. And that's why he was in this situation. And there was no need to look out the window for another rescue attempt. He would sense the being before they would allow themselves be known. The sooner he was able to get out of this hostage situation, the better. Because quite frankly, with what Jetstorm had said earlier, he'd have some things to explain to others. Focusing on his surroundings, he focused on a spark of another transformer, another rescue attempt. |
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Post by Arcee on Jul 21, 2009 15:15:06 GMT -5
As Arcee raced after Jetstrom dodging debri that he had left she skidded to an immediate stop when she saw him increasing altitude, now was a good time when she would need the ability to fly. She transformed into her robot mode and looked up at the sky watching Jetstorm's every move.
Arcee's optics opened wide when she saw Jetstorm flip upside down and open the cockpit as if he was trying to kill Daniel. She growled with frustration as she stared up at him, hoping that Daniel would let go so she could jump up and catch him, and at least get him out of there. All Arcee could do now was wait and watch until Jetstorm got closer to her.
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 21, 2009 16:58:43 GMT -5
Jetstorm flipped back over, and cables from the wall of the cocpit snapped out, binding Daniel in place with a deathgrip.
"Now let's see how you like this, you little brat!" He growled, and pulled a u-turn, diving at Arcee. The air was ripped open with cannon fire from Jetstorm down at Arcee, while the jet cackled madly
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 21, 2009 18:43:46 GMT -5
When the cables snapped from the wall, he knew what they were going to be used for. Daniel wasn't a stupid kid, stubborn, but not stupid. And sure enough, the cables binded him to the seat, so he had no movement, except for a bit in his face. And surprisingly, his mouth. It was still free.
The kid looked out the cockpit window at Arcee, watching as she stood there, watching and waiting for Jetstorm. "I'm screwed, aren't I?" He really didn't ask it as a question, for he already knew the answer, but knowing Jetstorm, the robot would answer anyways.
Knowing the truth, he returned his face to the controlls, sighing heavily as he knew that he was screwed. Great, just great. It always seems as if when you don't want a Decepticon there, one is there anyhow, but when you needed their flight power, poof, they disappeared. And Daniel could really use the help from his father at the moment, although it was obvious that he wasn't coming. |
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Post by Arcee on Jul 21, 2009 20:28:20 GMT -5
"Oh slag!" Arcee yelled as she was able to dodge most of the shots, however some of them did hit her causing some pain but not enough to get her to stop. She looked up at Jetstorm and said "Nows my chance!" Arcee heated up her cannon bow at full power and aimed it directly at Jetstorm, while he was firing at her. Hopefully the smoke and bullets firing at her would cloud her missles as they came towards him. She fired and 4 missles launched from her bow at once all heading straight for Jetstorm.
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Post by Megatron on Jul 21, 2009 21:40:19 GMT -5
Whooooooooossh.
A blur of silver appeared in the clear robin's egg blue sky, the whistling sound of jet's wings sliding across the atmosphere's oxygenated ozone layer. Is that a bird? Is that a plane? Is that a Superman? The blur dove down near to the earth's surface, no it's not a bird, no it's not a plane, nor a superman. It is a tank with jet's wings.
And we all know who is the mysterious famous tank with wings is.
Yes, you're thinking it right. Megatron.
With a roar sounding throughout the atmosphere, it could be considerably misaken for an earthqauke. About five or six faint whisting noises were heard. Missiles. And they were apparently aimed at one of his minions who was never loyal to Megatron, Jetstorm. Megatron had aimmed the missiles very carefully that if Jetstorm had made contact with the missiles, it would not harm his son, Daniel in any way. Landing on to streets below Jetstorm as he transformed into 30 feet tall silver decepticon.
"What the hell are you doing with my son?" said Megatron in deep meanacing voice. It wasn't a voice of plea, or beg. Megatron would never beg or plead. All Megatron had to do was kill this disloyal minion's ass. Megatron grinded his razor sharp teeth, making the sound of a shrill metal scrapping against metal. |
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Post by Arcee on Jul 21, 2009 21:44:46 GMT -5
Arcee gasped as she saw Megatron come outta nowhere and obviously not wanting to get involved with Megatron's apparent family matters, she lowered her weapon and backed away.
"I am not slaggin with Megatron today, I honestly don't feel like screwing with him or that other Decepticon. I'm gettin outta here!"
Arcee immediately transformed into her hot pink motorcycle and used her turbofoxes to turbo her way outta there!
(Arcee has left this thread)
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Post by jetstorm on Jul 21, 2009 21:50:39 GMT -5
"And here he is; the big cheese himself!" Jetstorm cackled, and spun rapidly, firing off his own storm of missiles that destroyed Megatron's easily. The blue Decepticon transformed, with Daniel tight in his right claw.
"It's all about revenge, isn't it? The war, AND your existence, that's the only thing you care about is revenge!" Jetstorm spat angrily, his shoulder cannons aimed directly at Megatron. "Your stupid, careless abadon and lust for revenge is destroying our species, and I've had as much as I can stand!"
"You always wanted us to be more vile, so here it is! You hand over your leadership to someone more capable, or your son's going to find out firsthand what it feels like to ROAST IN A STAR!"
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Post by Daniel Cage on Jul 21, 2009 22:00:42 GMT -5
Daniel sighed, just about to give up hope, and remark with another smart remark to Jetstorm before his death. But then, his head turned in another direction. His mouth mouthed the word "dad", and Daniel couldn't help but smile. "Looks like you have another problem, Jetstorm. Now your screwed." He stared out the window, sensing the Autobot's retreat.
Well, she did what she could, but Megatron was enough to scare most Autobots away. When the missles came, he watched as Jetstorm destroyed them, and then transformed, grasping his prisioner in his claws. He listened as Jetstorm demanded Megatron declare him Autobot leader. A sneer crossed Daniel's voice, and he said rather loudly. "You know, either way your screwed. Just give up." If Jetstorm was getting tired of Daniel's mouth, and decided to drop him, then he'd loose his bargaining tool. So far Megatron was showing interest in saving Daniel. |
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