Transformers:Squadron 13 (PbP)

Personface

((With that I have to sign off and get some sleep. Feel free to passively direct Rustlicker around or throw him in the brig while you attend to other matters))

Reynolds

Treadrazer slows to a halt as he arrives, cocking his head to one side as he listens to the disembodied voice. "...that doesn't sound good at all! That sounds COMPLICATED!" Glancing around the room to take stock of the situation, he quickly stomps toward what he's pretty sure are the torpedo tubes. Fairly sure. He scowls, his red visor slightly distorted by the expression.

"So they can't launch themselves, or they'll blow up in HERE. And you can't just take 'em back out, or they'll STILL blow up in here. Huh." There's another pause for thought, before Treadrazer squats down to attempt to open any doors or hatches in his way, to get a better look at things. "Guess Treadrazer will just have to PUSH them out himself. MANUALLY!" Of course, he doesn't attempt this until he's sure he can get them outside the ship with this method.

mightyspacepope

Beatdown eyed the intruder wearily. He clenched his fists and growled, "Great. Here's the deal: Vomit our fuel back into the engine so we can manage to land this thing."

He pounded his right fist into his open palm. The sound reverberated throughout the entire room, causing the floor and walls to vibrate slightly.

"Now."

Personface

"I will relinquish what I can, but you can hardly expect what I took to return in it's entirety"
His whole frame shudders as though undergoing a seizure, and he reaches up into the nest of cabling and removes a particularly worn layered iron hose which staggers over to the fuel gauge with and screws in, tapping the console with his needle digits. He hisses with no small amount of pain and releases a great cloud of coolant as the fuel is reluctantly relinquished.

Butler For Life #1

"Engine back online. Some damage sustained. Engine Operational."

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(Treadrazer can push the torpedos out manually.However, he has to make sure the door is open first, so they'll get out of the ship. Also, should you try this, make a skill roll.)

BugBoy

Spotlight bursts into the engine room.

"Alright, Rescuebot on the scene! I'm fully prepared to dispense-"

"Oh, the engines are back online. And what the scrap is that thing?"

Butler For Life #1

(I love that Spotlight, who joined squad 13 because he felt useless, shows up too late to fix the engine)

Reynolds

Spoiler:

Yes, I was sure there'd be something in the way...

1d20=7

Doors are COMPLICATED!

Treadrazer did his best to somehow reach past the torpedo and open the door manually before shoving it into space. Hopefully it wouldn't follow them down to Earth. It was a big planet, they probably wouldn't meet up again! He acted quickly, not too worried about being in close quarters with an armed explosive. If he messed up or if he didn't act quickly enough - he'd wind up getting blown up either way.

Butler For Life #1

Treadrazer manages to push several torpedoes into space, at which point they fly away, exploding beautifully, and thankfully, far away from the ship.

The ship is saved, although without heavy artillery, and with a somewhat damaged engine.

Landing can proceed as usual, although it might be somewhat bumpy...

"Beginning Descent into Earth Atmosphere."

Antimatter

"Dunno what you guys did, but good job!" Kilowatt says on the ship's intercom.

Reynolds

"Yes, the day is SAVED. We may have lost the torpedoes...but with TREADRAZER around, there's no shortage of EXPLOSIVE POWER on this ship!" There's a short pause. "...well, you can't see it, but I'm definitely showing off the GUNS right now..." Treadrazer stops flexing, alone, and cuts off communications. There's this whole 'crash landing on an alien planet' thing to worry about, still. With no time to worry about getting back to the relative comfort of the cabain, he just leaves the torpedo room to wedge himself into the safest looking nearby corner.

BugBoy

Butler For Life #1 wrote:

(I love that Spotlight, who joined squad 13 because he felt useless, shows up too late to fix the engine)

SUCCESS FOR SPOTLIGHT

Ceno

"Let's get this thing in the brig until we decide what to do with it."

Motioning with his blaster, he advances on the Decepticon, attempting to corral it in the direction of the nearest cell.

"Don't make me drag you. It will not be pleasant."

Spoiler:

...aaaand bedtime.

Personface

Rustlicker chatters in annoyance, but begins to make an erratic line towards the exit at the Autobot(Or rather, his infuriating blaster)'s behest. He is accustomed to the passage of time though, and he will wait until his moment comes again.
He idly draws a long scrape down his arm to remind him of the constant pain.

Butler For Life #1

Rustlicker is in the Brig.

As her clicks and chatters to himself, the damaged ship rumbles and roars it's way towards the Blue Planet.

The Commlink Screen in front of you bursts into light.

MESSAGE INCOMING.

An unfamiliar Cybertronian, with an Autobot symbol emblazoned on his chest, speaks to you. He appears to be standing in a Desert.

"Squadron 13, is everything proceeding as planned? You are late,and I do hate to remind you of this, but even with our best cloaking technology, your arrival will attract unwanted attention... The more quickly you arrive, the more quickly we can depart the landing site, and the less likely it is that we'll all be torn to scrap by Decepticons."

Antimatter

"Kilowatt reporting, sir! 'Con was on the hull of our ship, I think he got inside. Engine room and torpedo room were damaged. I had attempted to combat him from the outside, but I was forced to return inside. My comrades should have the situation taken care of."

Butler For Life #1

the unfamiliar Autobot is... quite surprised and unhappy with the news. You'd almost think his reaction was exaggerated, if he did not seem so entirely serious.

"A Decepticon!? Damaged the ship!? Which one? Was it Liftoff? He's been giving me such trouble... But he'd never fit inside a ship! Was it Lensflare? Or Blockhead? Who did that glitchead send after you?!"

He pauses for a moment.

"oh, and... are you alright?"

Antimatter

"No ID so far, I'll see if I can get my team to get it. We're all okay."

Butler For Life #1

"Good!"



The surface of the blue planet comes into view as you prepare for your descent.

Personface

In the bowels of the groaning vessel a pair of tarnished talons begin to scrabble at the hairline panel cracks on the steel walls encasing them.
Suddenly he falters and begins to contract and spasm wildly. The filter has failed again and a wad of corrosive ichor is gathering within his metallic carcass of a body.
He begins in desperation to throw his shell against the walls, hoping to attract even the slightest notice as he begins to choke on his own filth.
As his body slumps, however, a keen eye could spot a sly claw flicking away from the filter unit, sabotage complete.
He enters a state of hibernation and waits for them to find him, battery acid pooling like blood.

Butler For Life #1

The ship descends onto the surface of the Earth.

It touches down on sand, sinking a little as it does so.

The hot sun blazes in the noontime sky.

Welcome to Earth.

Antimatter

"Woo! Made it safe and sound. We have the 'Con taken care of?"

Ceno

"'Con's in the brig. He can rot in there for all I care."

Blowback hits the release for the ship's exit, and makes his way cautiously down the ramp, his proton burst rifle at the ready.

"Any word on where we meet up with our contact? We need to scout this area. The quieter, the better." He glances back at the ship. "Treadrazer should probably stay here."

Antimatter

Kilowatt exits the ship as well. He gazes around, covering his optics with his hand. "This planet's bright. I love it." He takes a few steps, and feels the sand beneath his feet. "Not sure I like this, though. This is going to take a while to clean out."

Butler For Life #1

The ramp extends, giving you your first clear look at Earth.

Sand blows into your face as you survey the planet.

Before you stands the autobot who sent you the communication not long ago.

He is black and white, with blue and red lights on his shoulders.

He salutes.

"Fellow Autobots. I am Agent Nightwatch. I have been assigned by Cybertron Command to introduce you to Earth."

Ceno

"Sir."

Blowback returns the salute and shoulders his rifle.

"The Decepticon prisoner is within, being held in the brig. Is this area secure, sir? I doubt the local life forms would take kindly to our presence."

Antimatter

Kilowatt responds with a salute of his own. "Kilowatt reporting for duty, sir!"

Butler For Life #1

"The area is quite secure. We chose it for its distance from any major habitations-as well as its distance from suspected Decepticon territory."

"We will need to move quickly now. The Decepticons have no doubt detected the presence of a Cybertronian ship, and will likely be investigating before long."

"Before we go, I would like to meet your stowaway. Depending on his rank, he may be of use to us."

BugBoy

"The 'con honestly didn't look like too much. A real oilsucker more than a botkiller."

I can't believe we didn't crash.

Antimatter

"Right this way, sir."

Butler For Life #1

When Nightwatch hears Spotlight's comment, he sneers.

"Figures. The ones that might actually be of some worth never show their faces. It's always the slagging glitcheads."

and as if on cue, a whirring roar fills the sky.

A massive airship-clearly Cybertronian in design- screeches through the sky, high above your heads.

You can't help but notice that it's purple.

Antimatter

"Aw, slag. Do we have any reinforcements around here?"

Butler For Life #1

"No, this was supposed to be a low profile mission! There was never supposed to be any need for reinforcements! How did they get here so fast? To get here this fast they would have had to detect the signal before you even entered the atmosphere-but there's no radar tech out there that could do that. Slag it all, what is going on here?"

The airship stops, and it appears that two objects are dropping from it... but they're too far up to recognize.

The ship doubles back, and roars away.

Antimatter

"Scrap, scrap, scrap." Kilowatt pumps his arm into the air, and converts it into a plasma cannon.

Reynolds

"...that's it?" Treadrazer seems disappointed, as the ship only skids and bumps a few times before settling into the sand. "No hull tearin' open, no fire or explosions! Well, slag!" He grumbles and pushes himself to his feet. "I can't believe we didn't crash!" He makes his way toward the nearest exit, a hatch opening slightly away from the others. Jumping from the opening to the sand below, the heavy 'bot sinks noticeably. His grumbling is drowned out by the arrival - and departure - of the new ship.

He extricates his short legs from the sand after a bit of a struggle, stomping his way clumsily toward the others, leaving behind massive, crater-like footprints. Treadrazer is just in time to spot the two shapes beginning to fall, as Nightwatch questions how they were detected. "Well...are explosions easier to detect than a ship's signals? Because we had a few of those. BIG ONES! Kinda had a few torpedoes we had to detonate a few minutes before we hit the atmosphere." He follows the shapes as they drop. "...got a feelin' we'll have PLENTY more explosions here shortly!"

Ceno

"We going to go kick the glitch out of those 'Con scouts or are we falling back, sir?"

mightyspacepope

Beatdown scanned the skies above. His hands retracted and were quickly replaced by dual EMP shotguns. He snapped his arms downward quickly to pump them.

"Two of them against six of us? They must be suicidal. Bring 'em on."