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Post by mathias on Aug 15, 2009 16:44:41 GMT -5
Russia. A country full of rich culture and history. Wide, sweeping landscapes and marvelous architecture, it has received much criticism over the past few decades. In a certain part of this magnificent counrty, sits the Kubinka Tank Museum. Filled with tanks from both world wars and the cold war, it serves as a monument to the magnificent war vehicles of humanity as time progressed. Within the walls of this museum, sits a single, lone tank of german design captured during world war two. It is one of the largest in the museum, and is distinguished by its enormous main cannon sitting inept, waiting to return to battle once more.
Known as a Sturmtiger tank, it had seen combat while defending Germany from invading Allied forces and was captured by Russia and put on display here at the museum as a trophy to their victory. But this tank was no ordinary war vehicle. Deep within its hull, a strange blue object glows ominously, not visible from the outside. It is spherical and its glow pulses every few seconds. It was still alive, but it was growing old. It sat in wait, waiting for someone to revive it and return it to the field of battle. It had been so long, and the machine longed for the thrill of battle once more. It continued to sit there, dreaming of battles long past, the closed museum devoid of any other life.
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Post by freelancertex on Aug 15, 2009 17:21:03 GMT -5
Tex was doing some traveling once she was released from India. Luckily her AI O'malley wasn't bothering her because she was not wearing her black suit at the moment. She was dressed as a civilian in all black with two pistols strapped to her hips. Her hair shoulder length, almost black in appearance. She had dark brown "snake eyes" that changed color with her mood on certain occasions.
The black helmet with the gold visor suddenly spoke up. "Unknown target up ahead." Tex gazed ahead as she drove, squinting her eyes. She could see a funny object in the distance. "Guess we'll go check it out." she said to O'malley with a mutter. In the passenger seat helmet activated a holographic image of a tank. Seeing the bright light, she glanced over and saw the slowly spinning image.
"What's it doing all the way out here? It does not have any military markings." she thought scratching her chin.
"Cybertronian. But I do not know which type of bot. It's spark signal is weak. Hanging by a thread. We should activate it and see if it will work for us." O'malley said. Tex was thinking similar.
"All right, I have no problems with that. Let's see what this is all about." Tex accelerated and honed in on the tank.
-mini time skip-
Once arriving, she approached the tank cautiously. O'malley yelled from the jeep. "Do you even know what you're doing?!" he wanted to see what the tank was all about for himself. "Oh shut up. I can figure it out." she snapped. Shaking her head, she climbed onto the tank and pried open the door with her strong arms, looking for this bot's spark. "I'd just love to see that thing turn into a 'Con and kick your sorry ass." O'malley sneered. He didn't like being stuck in the jeep.
Tex rolled her eyes and sat in one of the main seats for a moment, looking at the controls. "And the monkey flips the switch."she pressed a few (Random) buttons near the spark and secured the glowing funny looking piece..."I dunno what else to do but let's hope this works. Man these tanks are so cool."
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Post by mathias on Aug 15, 2009 17:39:06 GMT -5
The consciousness within the spark did not sense the human approaching it, but immediately became aware she was inside its hull and very close to its life source. It could not do anything however, so it was forced to sit back and watch her do what she was doing. Then, the human did something and an overwhelming flash of consciousness flooded through the spark, causing an ear-splitting groan and squel to permeate the entire museum as energy was forced into its systems. The human would know immediately that it was alive and if it was smart, would get out quickly.
Without any real thought to its condition, the decepticon attempted to shift back to its normal form, being partially successful. Another huge groan/squeal sounded throughoutthe building as its aged mechanics attempted to shift and join, causing the bulky half-shifted being to fall face-first with a huge bang. After a few minutes of lying still, the decepticon's mechanics began moving and shifting again, this time fully shifting, but slowly. When it had finished, the robot slowly got onto one of its knees and leaned forward, obviously drained of energy from its exertions. Its form was very bulky.
After a few more minutes, the robot picked its head up, detecting the presence of the human whom had reactivated him. Slowly, he turned a full 180 degrees and looked at the feeble life form. He groaned, which came out as a scratchy, high-pitched noise. After clearing its vocal amplifiers, the being looked over the human and spoke in a huge, deep and booming voice scratchy from years of neglect. [glow=red,2,300]"Wer zur Hölle bist du?"[/glow] It demanded.
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Post by freelancertex on Aug 16, 2009 3:41:31 GMT -5
"It's more like who the hell are you and why the hell were you unconscious." Tex said with a growl, hand subconsciously moving to one of the pistols at her waist. She doubted it would do much good but until she got to her suit she could be in for some trouble if this bot acted up. The ear piece in her right ear spoke up.
"I'm Tex." she added with a slight growl. Tex half wondered if maybe she should have continued on to the airport. She stood her ground for now. O'malley confirmed it was a Decepticon, but the AI did not tell his 'partner' this.
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Post by mathias on Aug 16, 2009 13:08:35 GMT -5
Luger was incredibly stiff. Even the slightest of movement was an energy-draining task and it irritated him. Breathing heavily, he slowly raised himself up, towering completely over the human, trying to stand at his full height. But the weight of his own body caused him to hunch over, and it took quite an effort to stay standing. "Damn hummie. No respect," he mumbled. Dropping to a knee to both get closer to the human and to take a rest, he leaned his head closer to the female, looking her over, scrutinizing every inch of her form. She didn't pose a threat, not at all. He was larger by several magnitudes and she was unarmed.
Luger groaned.
[glow=red,2,300]"Ich vermute, Sie sind die, die mich geweckt?"[/glow]
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Post by freelancertex on Aug 16, 2009 14:48:01 GMT -5
"Ja, ich habe." Her voice changed, sounding more garbled and deeper as O'malley spoke through her in German. She keept her stance. But did not relax completely. She really wanted to find out if there was any interesting reason why he'd been unconscious here on Earth rather than Cybertronia. She noticed he seemed stiff and uncomfortable. The squeaks and squeals she'd heard when he transforming did not sound pleasant at all. "Wie lange bist du schon hier? Natürlich sind Sie Cybertronian..." ((I guess i put the name in the right place i dont know...))
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Post by mathias on Aug 16, 2009 15:02:32 GMT -5
Finally, Luger heard someone speaking German, though it was obviously not her. Some of her words puzzled him, however. Cybertronian? What was that?
[glow=red,2,300]"Ich bin mir nicht sicher, was du meinst, aber ich muss nicht lange bewusstlos. Sie muss aus dem Reich. Sentyou Sie, haben sie nicht? Um mich und bringt mich zurück und im Kampf gegen die amerikanischen Schweine-Hunde?"[/glow]
His voice was scratchy and accented by coughs and soft squeals within his mechanics. This girl must have been sent by the Reich. Why else would she have brought him back to consciousness?
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Post by freelancertex on Aug 16, 2009 15:27:01 GMT -5
Tex couldn't help but chuckle briefly at his choice of words. "Warum haben sie dann haben Sie bewusstlos? Ich bin mir der Spitze nach Amerika ..." she said, scraching her chin during the last few words. she stopped scratching her chin and shrugged. "Bekomme ich nur, die von Menschen, die Hilfe benötigen und haben das meiste Geld." Tex added.
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Post by mathias on Aug 16, 2009 20:02:02 GMT -5
Luger wondered why she was being so casual with him. There was a war going on and she was talking to him like nothing was taking place. With a grunt, he slowly pulled himself up onto his legs, catching himself before he collapsed.
[glow=red,2,300]"Diese verdammten Russen gefangen mich und hat mich hier zu sein als eine Trophäe, das ist, was passiert ist!"[/glow]
He roared his response, looking around at the vehicles around him, some familiar and others not so much. The Russians had developed new tanks, and they looked powerful! If he could just destroy them before they were deployed, he'd be doing service to the Reich. He leveled his main cannon at the vehicles and fired, causing huge explosions to rockthe museum.
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Post by freelancertex on Aug 16, 2009 22:15:46 GMT -5
Tex growled and flinched when the Decepticon started randomly blowing up the vehicles around him. She felt the fire fly at her, burning her skin. "This is why you don't go with out me you idiot woman!" O'malley barked at her on the inside of her head.
"Lassen Sie sich nicht pissy mit mir! Ich bin kein Russisch!" she yelled loudly as she began to run back to the jeep to the safety of her suit. "Können wir sprechen mit der Blasen shit up?"she then thought in annoyance: Who am I kidding? I often find myself doing similar!!
Tex scrambled to her jeep, grabbing the black helmet and jumped into the suit, the lower half first. Having a lot of training using the suit, it was easy to literally jump into it. If this 'Con was going to keep chasing her, she was damn well glad to be in it now. If he came after her, there was the gun and the sword...
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Post by mathias on Aug 17, 2009 11:25:06 GMT -5
Luger didn't really care about the human at the moment. Right now, he was focused on destroying the tanks.
[glow=red,2,300]"Für die Ehre des Vaterlandes!"[/glow]
It didn't take much time at all for every single tank within the museum to be reduced to smoking rubble. Of course, the commotion would cause attention, but Luger knew he could take anything his enemy threw at him. The times he had been disabeled before was because the enemy had been incredibly lucky. Now it was time to return to battle. But after it was finished, a flash of pain caught him off guard and he stumbled and collapsed with a roar of frustration.
[glow=red,2,300]"Damnit! Wenn ich zurück zu meiner alten selbst ..."[/glow]
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Post by freelancertex on Aug 17, 2009 19:43:18 GMT -5
"Ich habe keine Ahnung, was du redest, aber ich glaube nicht, dass ich bin, die Sie zu schreien auf." Tex growled, spinning around in her full fledged high tech suit, she opened fire with her machine gun straight for the 'Con's face, reaching for a grenade at her waist as she did so. She yanked out the pin and tossed it a few yards a bit behind her to her left, holding the grenade as long as she could, counting each second. Whether or not he moved, she'd release at the last second.
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Post by mathias on Aug 17, 2009 20:57:55 GMT -5
Luger now realized she had been sent by the enemy to destroy him. With a roar of rage, he rolled so he was facing her directly and opened fire with his pulsar blasters, attempting to get up. He used the recoil from his weapons as leverage and eventually ended up on one knee, continuing to fire. She was a fool to attack someone such as him, especially with such puny weapons. How did she hope to win?
[glow=red,2,300]"Ich weiß nicht, was Sie wollen, um durch diese, aber es wird nicht funktionieren! Sie haben Ihr Schicksal verschlossen!"[/glow]
He rolled slightly more, aiming his main 380mm cannon directly at her and firing, staggering backwards a sec before he righted himself once more, regaining balance.
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Post by freelancertex on Aug 17, 2009 21:13:20 GMT -5
The bullets continuously bounced off her form. Time was up. She threw the grenade to left just after Luger rolled and readjusted as he started firing at her. "I never had anything planned! You're the one who exploded first!" Tex bellowed quite audibly as she kept firing at Luger's face. "Now all that we've left ourselves with is our weapons to do the talking!"
Close to her jeep, she was debating about getting in and driving...But she had an idea, even though it would probably look slightly crazy. With an easy leap she jumped onto the hood of the jeep and then onto the hard top of it, spinning around to fire again. She knew her jeep would probably get trashed any second now...so Tex thought to just make a bigger explosion.
So once again, she reached for two grenades, No let's make that three, and placed them in her hands, pausing her firing to do so. She did not release the pins...yet.
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Post by mathias on Aug 18, 2009 5:43:17 GMT -5
Pausing his firing for a second, Luger bent down and grabbed one of the burnt out husks of one of the tanks and hurled it directly at her, causing him to grunt in pain as his shoulder was laced with pain. The hull blocked her rounds a split second and he charged at her, firing and shouting,
[glow=red,2,300]"Nun meine Zeugen gaben Macht!"[/glow]
He didn't know what she had planned, but at them moment, he could care less. She was an easy target, and it would be impossible for her to win. Victory was as good as his.
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