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Post by Midnight on Jul 30, 2009 6:12:58 GMT -5
The A10 Warthog closed in on her target. Already on duty, she had picked up the distress call immediately and also notified KITT. Cira was going in solo on this for now, as she'd radioed KITT for support later if need be. KARR was causing trouble again and she intended to help. She wondered who the human hostage could be. Could it possibly be Sam or...even Chris? Or some random human? Arsenal was in distress, she could see this plainly as she closed in on them from their three o'clock position.
"KARR! You're not going to get away with going this far for long!" she yelled over her private frequency (the black watch-communicator) which connected directly to KARR. Full fledged in a flight suit and A10 fully equipped with all the weapons it could carry, she was ready to take on KARR no matter what mode he was in. She wouldn't be some helpless civilian instantly crushed by him.
Moving at full speed, Cira moved her jet in close, moving only a couple hundred feet above KARR, but quickly turning away to the left again so she could still keep an eye on him. As she turned, she tightened the bank angle as steep as it could go for an 10 and began to fire at KARR's main rotor-tips with the gattling gun at the edge of the aircraft's nose. She knew he would put up the magnetic field, but most missiles and bullets would initially fly clear through it because it only stopped energy. Her only fear was his EMP wave and nanoskin...I gotta stay cool about this. If he uses it, I can probably eject or...rely on KITT and Arsenal. I also have to minimize the damage to KARR while he's in the air... after all, Cira wasn't about to kill whoever the hostage was.
Cira was already planning her next move if the bullets didn't successfully damage the rotor blades. She'd move in closer and attempt to cut them or the tail rotor clear off. Hopefully Arsenal would stand by as back up until KITT came, but if he could help, that made Cira feel a little better. She firmly told herself she'd worry about that when the time came. For now, she kept her sights on KARR's sleek helicopter form. "The minute you start firing I get serious! I got a lot of ammo to use!" Cira partially felt like an idiot for threatening someone who would forever be her enemy...but she was determined to get him down on the ground with out killing the hostage.
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Post by arsenal on Jul 30, 2009 12:01:53 GMT -5
Arsenal saw the A10 approaching quickly. A prelim scan showed it to not be a decepticon, but thankfully a human aircraft. He hailed the plane over the radio.
Im glad your here. Cira is that you? I've done some damage to Karr but not without some 'repercussions'. I have a few systems down and my right stablizer is on the fritz but I'm not about to leave while Chris is with that 'con... I'll back you up..
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Post by KARR on Jul 31, 2009 3:23:58 GMT -5
KARR had one advantage over Cira, and Cira knew it well. The EMP wave and bubble. However, the Decepticon knew her jet was agile and there was a chance she could dodge the wave. The EMP bubbles took a lot more power. The bubbles were riskier to himself as well.
"One of you isn't going to stop me. You'd better shoot quick before I blast the EMP-wave. You've lost all your chances to forgive me so I will not hesitate to do MORE than just deactivate your aircraft." KARR threatened. He immediately rolled to the left and fired several heat seeking missiles at Cira's jet, who was currently facing the left side of her jet. KARR had a feeling she was going to cancell out the missiles.
KARR lowered the collective for an almost immediate descent and ducked under the A10. Turning to the right and steadily but quickly pulled the collective and increased the throttle; aiming straight for Arsenal. He fired the gattling gun for side of the cockpit that was exposed to him.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Jul 31, 2009 3:26:48 GMT -5
Chris held his stomach, feeling it churning, he couldn't take it anymore. He puked, reaching over to the window it didn't help as it was closed. He hyperventilated, feeling an asthma attack that he felt may very well have been coming on. Dammit, I just had to have an attack now. He thought to himself, drenched in a cold sweat. He took his inhaler and breathed in air again, sulking back into the seat, he got his attack under control. He waited for whatever car was going to do to him for puking inside of him.
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Post by KARR on Jul 31, 2009 3:56:32 GMT -5
KARR was irritated and amused by Chris going into hyperventilation and throwing up at the same time. Immediately changing his course, he swerved away from Arsenal, cutting off his firing and kept his speed and power in, immediately moving into a tight roll. Adding just a little more hard left cyclic, the agile attack helicopter did a complete barrel roll. "I see you're having 'fun'. Let's make it better!"
KARR kept in his roll for one more full barrel roll, somehow staying in control to avoid going into a stall-spin...
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Post by Midnight on Jul 31, 2009 4:00:28 GMT -5
Cira cancelled out the missiles and dove after KARR, locking onto the tail rotor. KARR was apparently distracted with something and she had to take the chance. She fired two of her fastest missiles straight for the tail rotor. She was so close KARR might hear the A10's engines, but at this point an EMP-wave's chance to be effective was almost nullified. Cira was sure her target was secure. Just get down on the damn ground. I don't want to be in a dog-fight for the next half hour.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Jul 31, 2009 4:06:02 GMT -5
Chris was close to puking after the barrel roll, but quickly staggered to his feet after hiting the floor. He climbed up onto the seat, and trembled slightly. "Ok I get it... Don't do that again, please..." He begged slightly, he heard a missile like sound and his eyes widened "Oh shit.."
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Post by arsenal on Jul 31, 2009 4:25:14 GMT -5
Arsenal barreled in mid transformation, bringing his shield to bear he deflected most of the bullets harmlessly. He transformed once again and rose to gain altitude on Karr. He knew being higher gave him an advantage as it was harder to avoid his shots, aiming for the rotor as well since he did not want to chance hitting Chris. It was then his failing stabilizer began to short out once again. The stress of air combat tearing it apart.
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Post by KARR on Jul 31, 2009 4:47:06 GMT -5
KARR's sensors picked up Cira's missiles just barely in time. And being just barely in time, his tail rotor got clipped as he spun downward, only a couple hundred feet away from the ground. The explosion upon impact severed the tail rotor gear box, freezing it instantly. The temperatures were hot enough he could not repair fast enough before he risked hitting the ground. He pulled up as quickly as he could but to almost no available.
Luckily there was a road. KARR immediately transformed back into his mustang mode just as he managed to get his aerial form under control (as best as he could anyway). Much to his annoyance, the aft-left area near the exhaust pipe was damaged a bit. But at this time-frame however, the nanomachines were healing now that the system was cooling off just as rapidly. "You got lucky there, miss Knight." KARR snarled aloud as he slammed onto the streets, skidding on his left side, balancing on his wheels. Summoning one of his chainsaws from his left side, he dug the large, brightly glowing weapon into the ground to shove himself into a normal position as he summoned the second chainsaw. "Outta my way bitches!" KARR bellowed as he turbo-boosted from zero to "approaching the red-line speeds".
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Post by Christopher Prime on Jul 31, 2009 4:51:51 GMT -5
The split second landing and transformation sent Chris bouncing around again. So much so he hit the back of the car, and landed in the back seat with a groan. He really hated being KARR's hostage. Though he had been a captive before, those 'cons had at least been not able to do much harm to him. But KARR he seemed to not give a shit if he brought Chris back damaged or not. "You really don't know when to give up do you?" He muttered.
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Post by Optimus Prime on Jul 31, 2009 21:30:05 GMT -5
As soon as he heard the message, the Autobot leader headed towards the beach, his semi truck speeding through the streets, dodging traffic. The blue and red Transformer heard the screeches and furious horn honking of cars who were speeding out of the way. He really didn't like putting humans in harms way, but he had control, and right now his Autobots needed his help. After all, he was a good driver, not reckless as some of the Decepticons would have been.
Arriving at the beach, he saw a car speeding towards him, well truck. Arsenal and Cira were attacking him, and earlier as the Autobot was racing towards the said location, he saw the Decepticon transform from helicopter to truck, and earned himself a small glance at Chris in the process.
Gears clicked and the Autobot leader was in robot form, his mouth piece pulling into place. He transformed his hand into his pistol like cannon, and aimed it at KARR. "Give it up Decepticon. Either you let Chris go, safely, or face the consequences." His optics traveled to Arsenal, and Optimus saw he had been damaged. He was still in working condition, although Optimus would tell him to visit Ratchet after the battle. |
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Post by Midnight on Jul 31, 2009 21:39:37 GMT -5
Cira circled a couple hundred feet above them, ready to drop bombs if need be, but when she saw Optimus arrive, she was slightly taken a back...All though she hadn't really spoken to the Leader of the Autobots personally, she'd heard a lot about him.
So that's Optimus...I always wondered if I'd get to see him in a situation like this... Cira thought in slight awe as she banked in tight for another 360.
"KARR! He means business! And so do I!" she shouted on her and KARR's frequency (which Chris would obviously hear).Her fingers twitched, itching to pull the trigger...but there were so many peoples and vehicles around...and then there was was Chris's safety on top of that. But she knew KARR would refuse right of the batt anyway...
So she came in low from KARR's 7 oclock position, firing a heat seeking missile straight for the Mustang's extended left chainsaw. Let's just hope he doesn't use the EMP...that's a fairly easy out for him. If I have to go as far as ejecting sooner or later...this day is NOT going to end well...
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Post by KARR on Jul 31, 2009 22:23:32 GMT -5
(remember yall, he's in his mustang form, not the 4x4 mode in the foreground of the signature. He's using the one in the background XD)
KARR stopped short as Optimus arrived, caught slightly off guard by another one of Cira's missiles. Damn girl was getting more on his nerves. "The words 'giving up' and 'safely' do not register in my vocabulary." KARR said as the Electo-Magnetic-Pulse wave expanded outwards and upwards slightly. The wave was nigh-invisible, to the naked eye at least. However, a faint aura of blue energy could be seen flickering about the black mustang as the wave expanded out from his mainframe. The incoming missile was stopped, the circuits mixed with all its explosive contents inside frozen and neutralized. The missile fell beside KARR like a heavy bullet.
The words attack mode appeared on a holographic touch screen at the main window: INITIATING ATTACK MODE. Two pivoting gattling machine guns emerged from the top of KARRs black and silver-racing stripped hood as he transformed into attack mode. The large Chainsaws remained where they were. KARR didn't feel like using the missiles yet. "Sit back and enjoy the show, Chris." KARR said, his twisted voice sounding as cold and uncaring as he usually did. The gattling guns began to whirr louldly, and were aimed at Optimus, going off simultaneously. His engine began to rev loudly, tires beginning to burn out, waiting for a perfect moment to use turbo-boost.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Jul 31, 2009 22:31:28 GMT -5
Chris was surprised by the sudden appearence of Optimus. But even more shocked by KARR's counterattack. That was it, he could not just sit back and watch this. He growled, and began kicking hard at Karr's door window. "Let me out you freakin' psycopath!" He shouted "Or I swear I'll shatter you're window!" He then added "And if you hurt my Dad, I'll do so much worse!"
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Post by KARR on Jul 31, 2009 22:53:18 GMT -5
KARR was getting irritated by Chris's threats. His strength was impressive and it was shown by his kicks at his door. The inside was taking a bit of damage, as it didn't repair as well as his outermost shell. He could put up with screaming, in fact that motivated him even more, but he would not put up with him beating on his interior-that was just distracting. There was a leathery-zipping sound as the seat belts suddenly extended outward and around Chris forcibly, automatically buckling him in. TIGHTLY. The grip, though leather, was surprisingly strong. KARR rarely played gentle, especially when it came to techno-organic's.
Slowly, the air mixture with in his interior began to change drastically, mixing with less oxygen and more of a far more potent mixture...Nerve gas. It clouded up from the front and began to coil into the back. KARRs windows darkened and billions of nano-machines flickered across the skin, increasing strength as the pivoting-gattling guns continued to go off.
Lullaby music bagan to play from KARR's speakers, just in spite of the situation. "Not when the atmosphere is about to change," KARR replied haughily. Any moment now, the gas would overwhelm the techno-organic's senses. There being no one else in his interior, he wasn't afraid to give generous amounts.
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