1216/Battleground: Mitteous Plateau 4 - 5

Cast of Characters: | Blurr, Blast Off, Jazz, Nightlash, Vortex, Starlock, 135

**Nightlash has posed:**
Nightlash is...in the place with the flying stuff because of course she is. Where else would she be? Or...better yet, who else would Autobots send to guard this place? I mean, other than the obvious leaders and such... But still! She's...here.

Or was.

Suddenly, where there was a Nightlash there isn't a Nightlash, just the faint shimmer of where a Nightlash used to be as she hits her cloaking systems into gear and starts to rocket off... <<Sooooo...heads up, systems are picking up several Decepticon signatures inbound. Sending some preliminary fire solutions as I get them... I'll be able to give more direct coordinates as soon as I'm on top of them."

**Starlock has posed:**
Starlock was not happy, Starlock was not happy at allll. She hated being on this high up hell-base, all it did was set off her Acrophobia, this also made it a bit of a pain to get to her flying team mates who'd need repairs, for now though, she sat in one of the defenses turrets, grumbling.

      Soon enough the alarms would go off about the approaching Decepticon forces form both the base and Nightlash. "<<Copy that Lash, I'll see if I can't give you a bit of help in that regard.>>" She'd then bring up the defenses controls, unleashing the drones for the base.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr is also in one of the turrets up on the floating base, which is really more like a massive battleship. It drifts north across the Mitteous Plateau toward Nova Cronum, as the Autobots aim to dispatch more troops and equipment there.

    "Oh look, it's Vortex. Wow, they put him back together pretty fast. Must be desperate." he smirks, sending out a wave of marauder turrets.

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz pops up from the control building and sighing he notices that the guns have already been fired.

<<Looks like we do have company. Why can't these cons just leave good enough alone. You know what to do Bots, protect the base.>>

He drops to a knee and considers the tactical options.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off has had a few cycles to rest and recharge after some nice polishes and makeshift spa treatment he created for himself. Sadly, a stint on the battlefield means all that nice polish is about to history, and indeed, as he flies towards the Autobot base he quickly loses that nice finish to Starlock's drone assault. Frag, he better pay more attention. The space shuttle tries to shake off the woozy, dizzy feeling the strike left him with as he looks for Vortex. "<< You functional enough for this, Vortex? >>"

Just after he says this, he's struck again, this time for even more damage. "<< Gah! >>" The shuttle rocks unsteadily as he regains some control, then scans for his comrade. "<< Vortex! BLURR! I owe that fragger, don't I? I'm going to... >>" His weapon's targeting systems focus on Blurr, then pause. Wait. Frag, the mission is to take out the base, not Blurr, as much as he'd like, so...

Blast Off redirects his systems to target the base and unleashes a full-on orbital bombardment, zooming past the Autobot racer with a roar of engines- but not TOO close. No need to exhibit risky behavior. "<< I will repay what you did to Vortex, Blurr... if not this time then... SOON. >>"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex takes heavy fire from the turrets, coming right out the gate. His focus immediately turns to Blurr. "My old firend Blurr. Come on, Blast Off. Im always ready to kick Blurr's aft." He cackles. "I owe him a missile. Lets beat on him together." he transforms, cackling. "Why dont you come out for a whirl with me, Blurr?" he sends one of his rotor cyclones in the way of the errant Autobot.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot quickly swerves and maneuvers out of the way of the drones and the turret blasts, "<<Revenge another time. We are going to take this base, focus fire.>>" The sixchanger transmits as he flies over the airbase. Studying the layout he focus on a weakpoint as he quickly transforms to root mode and strikes out to crack into its hull.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr gets cycloned, the air blast knocking him way from the turret. He smirks, though. "Sure thing Vortex, I'd love to play with you again, but you're not making it any easier for me to come out there with you, so I'm gonna have to be a breem or two."

    He ducks into a drone bay control and launches another wave.

**Nightlash has posed:**
Nightlash hmms... <<Looks like Blast Off's gonna be the biggest threat... hold on. Going to see if I can absolutely wreck him. Uh...hrm, let's see what this drone can do, yeah?>>

She works on getting some systems online...only to watch Sixshot unleash a missile as well. <<Okay...so...two big threats. Uh... I'll get one, you all get the other? Sounds good? Great plan! I agree, let's go!>>

And, with that, she's inverting and relying on her systems to guide her weaponry as she bounces between Sixshot and Blast Off with her reticle... "Eeenie...meeenie...miney....BOOM!"

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz speaks over the radio <<Nightlash, as along as Sixshot is on the groung, he's our problem. Give case to Blast Off," he points in the air towards Blast Off.

<<Sending Cooridinates now.>>

He stands in the middle off the base to get a look at the skirmish.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock cringes as Blast Off already starts off with that bombardment of his, frowning at how slippery the cons where today, Blurr missing all three of them, she'd then take a vent, and aim the defenses. "<<On it Lash!, also if you need repairs, your going to need to come to me, since.. well, I can't fly.>>" She'd report over the communications link as she lets rip the turrets.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot scans the area as he moves to swat the drones away, "Could just go for the engines and let you all plummet to the labyrinthine depths below. But another time." He quickly transforms to tank mode and rolls back as the turret shots ping off his hull. Taking aim he immediately lets loose on the base defenses .

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex moves closer as he taes another attack fro theturret. "That base is makin it real real hard to attack you blurr Lemme take out that gunner real quick, then we can you back to playing" He arms his missile "Here, Starlock. Catch!"

**Blast Off has posed:**
This is definitely not Blast Off's finest hour. The glass cannon shuttle seems a bit out of practice and it costs him -big time. Whiel he DOES evade Blurr's attack given that he's focused on the racer, he doesn't see the sneak attack by Nightlash- or Starlock's assault. One two and KABOOM. "<< AIiiigh! Vor...\*zkt\*... >>" The radio message fades as the shuttle goes down, trailing a long ribbon of black smoke as he crashes off in the horizon somewhere. Hopefully NOT being swallowed up by the Plateau.

**Nightlash has posed:**
<<So, good news and bad news... I can totally keep shooting Blast Off and he probably won't dodge. That's the good news. The bad news is...it probably won't stop Sixshot. So, I'm gonna change targets and try to claim the air again, unless you want me to blow up Vortex and mash him together with parts of Blast Off...>>

She goes silent a moment before laughing softly. <<Heh, could you imagine that... combining the two together? It'd probably be the ugliest thing in the world... WoooooOoooo, look at me, I'm Blastex! Or would it be VorOff? Or...something. I dunno. Shut up, I'm aiming now.>>

And aim she does, waiting for her systems to register a lock as she rolls out another piece of explosive finery, unleashing the red-tipped ordnance. "Burn baby, burn... join your brother, eh?"

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock takes a vent, trying to steady her intakes as she fires Blast Off out of the sky, only for Vortex to catch her attention with an incoming missile that explodes on impact with the turret she's in.. Thankfully for Starlock, she's not Goth, and is fire resilient, the flames around her seamlessly fall roll over her armor and she glares at Vortex.

      Her attention now turns to Sixshot as he lets loose a heavy blow, and she quickly spins the turret around to take specific aim at Sixshot. "<<One down, tow to go.>>" She'd report over the communlink.

      There would be a giggle from her though, as she hears nightlash. "<<Try TexOff, Nightlash, that sounds a bit more cohesive.>>"

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz just stares as Blast Off is blow out of the sky. He pauses for a moment before shaking his head can coming back to his senses.

<<Good work team. Of the two left, Sixshot is the most dangerous. Let's handle that one Nightlash.>>

Again kneels and gives coordinates.

<<Incoming coordinates.>>

**Blurr has posed:**
    << Psh, don't even go there, Nightlash, please. >> Blurr chuckles at the thought, though. He grumbles in annoyance with the drones don't prove to be very effective. "Slag, someone's got the calibration wrong on these things or something."

    "Pff, fine. Have it your way." He climbs to the top of a watch tower and jumps, attempting to grab into Vortex's tail.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot doesn't even turn a sensor towards Starlocks position as the barely skids from the explosion. He has a job to do and intends to do it well. May not be Phase Six destruction but the sixchanger is focused as he takes aim and lets loose a missile towards another weakpoint.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sees Bast Off go down and tries to fly in that direction immediately, giving up his 'game'. "Blast Off!" and then he has a Blurr on his tail! He swerves erratically, trying to throw him off. "Get off get off get off. I cant play right now I gotta help my brother. Maybe later?" he says, giving up his game for now.

**Starlock has posed:**
     And that's it for the bases weapon-fuel reserves! Starlock would take note of the readouts regarding the base's integrity and frowns, she'd then hop out of the turret control, and quickly rush herself out into the opening, and transforming into her alt-mode, there on the bases landing strip, and started watching Sixshot's trajectory, he could likely guess what was coming as Starlock aimed that familiar Armor-eating Plasma Cannon of hers.

      "<<Lets see if I can't make this easier on us, hopefully scare 'em off.>>" She'd chirp before opening fire.

**Nightlash has posed:**
Nightlash leaves Vortex to burn, because fire will do what fire will do eventually. For now, she's got to work on a Sixshot, it seems. She snaps around to break off her engagement with Vortex (because let's face it, he loves Juris more anyway) and arms another missile.

<<This is gonna be all kinds of fun... how big of an explosion do you think he'll make if we rupture some fuel cells or something?>>

**Blurr has posed:**
    "Aww, but you acted so excited! What happened to the -fun- Vortex?" Blurr laughs as Vortex swings back and forth, trying to fling him off. He tries to grab a tail rotor, rip it off and stab him before he gets thrown off. Tumbling, he grabs onto a marauder turret as it flies past below them.

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz is still just standing in the middle of the battlefield running around giving order left and right. He points towards Vortex and then towards the direction Blast Off went in.

<<Looks like we are going to be OK this time Bots. Focuse fire on the approacing units that are forward..>>

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is sent in a firey ball of misdirected mess towards his brother! The fireball that was Vortex hits into Blast Off hard, probably adding to the glass cannon's injuries. He shouts at first as he barrels down but then cackles madly. "I Hope your hands are melted to me, Blurr. I hope you go to the pit with me! It'll be fun!!" No such luck but...he tried.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
The siege tanks treads spin as he moves, avoiding the shot from the familiar cannon. As the missile impacts he ignores the pain saying, "Not going to be easy this time." He takes aim and fires another blast from his cannon.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Curses as she misses! Thankfully she could try again, needed to hurry too, she'd readjust and take aim again. "<<...I know the answer to this question, but because It makes me unsettled, I'm not going to say it.>>" Starlock states over the communlink to Nightlash, inwardly cringing to herself at the thought... Ohhh the things she knew because of her medical knowledge.

**Nightlash has posed:**
Nightlash blinks as she goes to fire up her systems again...only to pause as she gets an alert that everything's all gummed up. <<Well, uh...hrm. ALRIGHTY THEN...when you absolutely can't rely on your missiles to get things done... use your head, right?>>

She inverts into a dive, afterburners kicking on and... .... yeah, it's exactly what it looks like as she barrels into the siege tank that is Sixshot with her...head.

Well, nosecone really, but...yeah, close enough.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr smirks to himself as he watches Vortex go down in flames. "So much for your revenge, huh?" he shouts after him, his voice full of triumphant gloating as he rides the drone back to the base.

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz is still kneeling and slowly making his way forward.

<<Only one left Bots. Let's get this guy out of here. Then we can go get ener-beer.>>

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot grumbles as the cannon hits but barely flinches even as Nightlash impacts, "Idiotic pest." He moves past the crashed Autobot as the tanks turret turns once more. Once locked into position he releases another missile on the base.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "<<I'd rather a enersoda, thank you very much!>>" She'd chime, aiming her cannon again with the help of the coordinate packet Jazz sent her, about ready to dissolve any armor the six-changer may of had left when she notices her own energon levels and changes back to her bot mode, He really was going for the base all out wasn't he? She'd disengage the lock on her auxiliary tank and then charge at the six changer, opening fire with her pistols.

**Nightlash has posed:**
Nightlash just laughs a bit as she stops in her tracks. Or, rather, near Sixshot's tracks, and continues her little fit of giddiness. Transforming, she slaps Sixshot on the 'back' ...aft? Who knows. Whatever it is, and then finally rolls onto her back and looks at the siege tank begrudgingly. "Awww, you know.... you shoulda stopped for me... because I really wanted to give you something."

She then holds up a remote detonator. "Oooooor....maybe I already did. Let's find out together, won't we?" She beams a grin and then just presses the button. "Best...gift...ever."

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz finally gets to a position when he can see the whole situation.

<<OK Bots. Looks like we have this under control. You can pat yourselves on the back. This is our last target.>>

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr jumps back into the watchtower he jumped off moments ago, still gloating to himself over the Combaticons' quick downfall. Oh he is definitely going to be rubbing it in their faceplates next time, so hard. The shields are almost down, but who cares? Surely, with Sixshot the only source of major firepower left for the Decepticons, the enemy wasn't pulling this off--not today, anyway.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot doesn't even comment as the bomb goes off though it almost flips him. The tanks treads slam back onto the ground hard as he's peppered by shots from the mini-medic. Sensors don't even acknowledge the pair as the turret turns towards one more spot on the airbase, shots immediately being let loose tobhammer as hard as they can.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock frowns as Sixshot does not' relent, she has the defenses readouts blaring in her audial, nothing she can do at the moment, and their backup is arriving so.... Sixshot couldn't really last another round of fire, and she could take a moment to refuel. "<<Right, how badly is everyone hurt?>>"

**Nightlash has posed:**
Nightlash just watches everything, from her vantage point on the ground, laughing hysterically and overly amused at the fact that, yes, she slapped Sixshot's aftplate with explosive results, because of course she is.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot looks to the holes he's made then to the incoming Autobot symbols. He makes a mental note just to crash this place into the canyon next time. Transforming he takes off back to Kaon.

**Jazz has posed:**
Jazz as the last Decepticon leaves the area Jazz in the center of the field and radios.

<<That's it Bots. Attack thwarted. Let's get repair teams mobilized and get them out here. IT was close. But it was the most.">>