1171/So Easy To Hate

Cast of Characters: | Blurr, Blast Off, Vortex, Repugnus, Goth, 135

**Blurr has posed:**
    One particular cycle in Rodion shortly after the Decepticons had laid claim to the city, alerts suddenly start to pop up at the base's control hub, because a bunch of Ops personnel assigned to Facilities sector duties had missed their report-ins. It would appear that there are also a series of unauthorized access requests at several terminals down there on sublevel-5.

    Surveillance feeds appear to have either been tampered with or...whoever was responsible is somehow avoiding being seen on any of the cameras.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshots optics narrow as he makes his way down into the sub levels as the alerts are relayed to him by others "<<Who or what is daring to do this will be found.>>" His gears quickly shift the sixchanger to beast mode several moments before reaching level 5. The large wolf mech fading from sight as cloak is engaged.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was now in the area to check in with them all, grumbling irritably as was checking the devices, specifically those down below in sublevel-5. The joys of being a technician that was capable of seeing in the dark. He'd huff looking around the area as he moved along in his bat mode, walking upright in his alt-mode, (then again he rarely was ever not in it.) his ears twitching every which way, keeping him alert to any sounds in the area.

      "<<Well this is just lovely.>>" He'd groan sarcastically over the communlink to Sixshot, noting that his bodyguard had shifted into a cloaked state. "<<Yes, well.. Don't count your avians before they hatch, as they say where I come from.>>"

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus crosses into Decepticon territory with a casual indifference. Autobot badge grimy and scraped, he wears it proudly. Approaching the base's sublevels, Repugnus snickers to himself and takes inventory of what he finds there. When a group of Decepticons happens upon him, as he so totally knew they would, he raises his arms with a slag-eating grin, "Hey--Hey--calm the frag down," he says without fear, "It's Repugnus. The Autobots kicked me out," he explains to them, "I'm here to join you."

The Decepticons transmit their location to Sixshot and Goth, <<Lieutenant, Private, we have an Autobot intruder. Says the Autobots kicked him out and he wants to join us. How should we proceed?>>

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr is whipping about sublevel-5, where he knows a critical fuel conduit junction is located. That being said, as most utility floors are, it is huge, so it is taking him some time to figure out where it is. But since he is capable of moving fast enough that cameras can't quite see him, he feels he has all the time in the world.

    Thus far, this hunch hasn't proved wrong just yet, as Sixshot and Goth are unable to locate him. However, upon arriving in the now locked-down sector, they'll note the presence of some of the technicians who had missed check-ins lying on the floor. They aren't dead, but it looks like they've been severely electrocuted and are incapacitated. And if anyone takes a closer look at surveillance, there seems to be a smear of blurred motion on them every once and a while. Like someone moving too fast to be seen!

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
"<<After the recent battle I doubt it. Escort him out or smelt them down. Not in the mood to deal with a idiot.>>", Sixshot radios to the grunts as he looks down at the technicians bodies before tightbeaming Goth "<<What do you make of this Private? Especially with the monsterbot far away. Checking the feed.>>" Looking around he stops as he receives the surveillance feed for closer inspection .

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth quirked a brow at those laying on the floor and approached, He transform into his root-mode and would begin taking some virtals and looking them over, well they're not dead, that's a plus. "<<I Echo the sentiment, mighty bold to assume we're so stupid.>>" He'd huff.

      "<<Ether the autobots have a cloaker other than Nigthlash, or we have something else down here..>>" He'd respond with a raised ridge. "<<...Hrmm someone or something capable of using electricity.>>" His ears twitched as he listened around.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus inwardly curses the Autobots and his lack of utility, "I have no fondness for the Autobots anymore than they have fondness for me. They're chumps and hypocrites. You really think I'd walk in here /pretending/ Decepticon sympathies to serve as some asanine diversion to who knows what? Guess I'll just have to prove myself.>>

**Blurr has posed:**
    Well the evidence seems to point to Blurr, since Goth and Sixshot are aware of the fact that he is in possession of an electrical weapon. And--well, who -else- can move that fast on the ground anyway?

    Now the question is, how to catch the fastest mech alive? Too bad Blast Off isn't here.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot ponders as he takes note of Blurr being in the area. Still cloaked the wolfs head nods before tightbeaming Repugnus along with the grunts, "<<You want to prove yourself. Come help find the intruder. Escort the monsterbot to the Privates location.>>" He doesn't indicate who the intruder is to see how Pug reacts. The sixchanger checking for the latest disturbances.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would roll his optics at Repugnus's words, however, a smirk did grow on his face as he got an idea, and hushly discussed it with the lieutenant over his communlink, before clicking over to speak openly to Repugnus, and to the are for Blurr to hear.

      "<<Indeed, as my dear lieutenant stated, actions speak louder than words 'Autobot' If your words are indeed true, why don't you then help us in catching one of your... 'former' operatives, Blurr, or perhaps that is too much of a challenge for your ike?>>" Goth would put, placing a hand on the center of his Chassis as he spoke with honeyed words.

      "<<Given if you succeed, well, you'll be heavily watched but we may entertain the idea, if not? well, we'll see how that goes, You are after all, in no position to argue, yes?>>" He'd question, glancing around for signs of Blurr.

**Repugnus has posed:**
The three Decepticons do so, being none too gentle with the Monsterbot. Repugnus smiles as he turns off his comm. Blurr will find out soon enough.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex flies in, joining the party a bit late. "Hey, guys." the chopper says. "I hear theres a hunt. hat are we hunting? And I bet I find it first."

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr has been darting all around sublevel-5 for the past breem or so, in a strategic process-of-elimination type of pattern. He'll eventually find what he's looking for, and sure enough, he does. In a corner of the room, there is a fuel system junction, where the main reservoir branches out and feeds the rest of the base. Immediately, he stops in front of an access panel controlled by a security key and sticks a dataslug containing malicious code into it.

    He knows he doesn't have much time, though--it won't be long before the Decepticons are alerted to the fact that someone unauthorized just accessed a fuel conduit in the southwest corner of the room!

**Repugnus has posed:**
Wherever the murder-bat is, Repugnus is led to Goth's location. One of the Cons bashes him upside the head. "You better not be lying to us, Autobot!" Repugnus responds by smacking the grunt hard upside the head, ".../Ex/-Autobot, you dipslagger!" he hisses, optics thin, glowing slits.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
"<<No need to damage him as he wants to prove himself.>>", Sixshot tightbeams as he remains cloaked. A shimmer of movement may be detected as he runs off towards the source of the latest alarm, "<<Speaking of which, time for work.>>" His optics narrow as he spots a familiar blue form upon reaching his destination. Not announcing himself the sixchanger immediately moves in a attempt to grab Blurr with his jaws.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would give something of a sinister grin as he got up from his knees, after having ensured all those stunned here at safety and resting. He'd give something of a formal walk up to Repugnus, looking poised, and propper, his arms folded behind his back, he was in his root mode once more, so Pug could see the healing patches of where he'd recently /stabbed/ the bat.

      Letting out a hem as he looked them monsterbot over, and tapped at his chin platting, that sinister grin never leaving his face. "Well we have a job to do, Vortex, could you take 'Mr. Bloopy' and attempt to slow Blurr? As many times as you can hit him." He'd ask as he started walking forward and 'cracked' his knuckles.

      "Time for the fun to begin~" he'd chuckle darkly, transforming into his alt-mode, and go following after to follow Sixshot.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex chuckles. "Of course." He moves in closely and transforms. "Oh, Blurr..." he singsongs. "What starts with come here and ends in bloop?" with that he fires his glue gun on the speedster.

**Repugnus has posed:**
When Repugnus spots the speedster, he easily recalls every hypocricy, every flaw, every unlikable aspect, every pathetic thing about Mr. I'm Faster Than You And You Suck For It. Repugnus smiles, so wicked. It was so easy to hate either side, but a loyal Autobot he is, and he raises his laser to a steely optic. Fires. If Blurr's as quick as he's said to be, he'll get out unharmed. Harmed or unharmed, this was Repugnus's game.

**Blurr has posed:**
    "Scrap." The console bleeps--it seems the virus has run into some encryption it hadn't anticipated. And now, he's really out of time, as the Decepticons are on top of him.

    And...Repugnus?!

    << Repugnus, what the frag?!?! What happened to the EMP on the second floor you were supposed to set off?! >> Does this guy -ever- follow orders? Hmph, figures.

    Well it's too late to worry about what unspeakable punishment Pug will be subjected to but is probably already accustomed to later. Right now, he twists and somersaults through the air several times, managing to avoid every shot that comes his way.

    He smirks at his attackers. "Too slow, too slow, too slow, and not even close!" He laughs. "You'll -never- catch me. Might as well not waste your fuel, scrapheaps!"

    He raises an arm and a panel shifts, revealing some kind of EMP projectile that flies out and explodes on the group as the speedster takes off toward a maintenance shaft that he'd planned as an exit point previously.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot emits a growl as Blurr evades and prepares for another lung but is stopped as the emp goes off. Quickly transforming back to root mode he tries to steady himself and focus his senses. Pulling his blasters from subspace he turns towards where he believes the speedster to be and fires.

**Repugnus has posed:**
"Hey Zippy," Repugnus cackles and waves, unable to see and barely able to move. He manages to transform to gremlin mode and attempts to...tries to...Repugnus lashes out with his pincers, not really expecting them to hit. Good. Maybe Blurr will get the frag out of here. I'll have to pick up where he left off, or worse! The Gremlin cackles.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would miss, and pay for it, covering his ears and shutting his optics tightly as the EMP goes off, clearly causing some pain for his sensitive processors, he'd shake his helm hard, trying to shake off the effects of it, a bit dizzy he'd go after Blurr again, the monster-bat was relentless, taking in a deep vent and releasing a loud screech that echoes through the underground.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Are Decepticons in need of a good shot? Having trouble with a certain blue speedster? Running out of ammunition and feeling like protoforms that need more practice time sighting out on the range? Fear not, for Blast Off is here! Or, well, he soon will be. The shuttleformer hears the complaints of his comrades on radio and turns to Rodion, arriving fairly quickly and targeting in on the coordinates of the other Cons.

Blast Off transforms and lands near an entrance to whatever underground labyrinth the other Cons- and their target(s)- run around in, frowning at the thought of having to go down there. "<< Vortex... Goth, Sixshot, I read you are all down here... somewhere? Where's the Autobot? Where's Blurr? >>" His new ionic blaster in his hands, he looks inside for some clue of where the action is.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex takes the EMP, wincing as he falls from the sky, crashing a bit. "Oh. Oh good. Now I get to bloop you from the ground." He tries to line up another shot at blurr.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr dodges left and right and up and down and in every possible direction. Somehow, Repugnus manages to get him in the back with a pincher. Oh, he's gonna pay for -that- one later! Fuel spurts from the wound, but it doesn't slow him down in the slightest. Although it does cause him to question Pug's sanity. Had the mech finally actually turned tail? No....no time to think about that right now.

    He jumps into the shaft, sliding down into Rodion's undergrid. The Cons had better hope no one's claustrophobic, or someone knows the region's subterranean areas well. Though, Blast Off might have spotted a glimpse of a distant blue smudge making its way across a footbridge in a chasm not far from the base that opens into the city's underbelly as he was flying toward his destination. It is headed for the fringes, no doubt making an escape.

**Repugnus has posed:**
As his pincer-claws stab into Blurr's back, he feels wicked pride. Remorse is not among his emotions. His mind works to establish a narrative of the rapidly unfolding events and probabilities and how to play them to his advantage, how to ensure Autobot survival, short and long term. He turns to the Cons present and laughs and laughs. When he sees Blurr descend into the Undergrid, he doesn't follow, "Let him live," he says, "Worst thing for him."

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot shakes his head as his vision clears. Looking to Repugnus he says, "You go after him." He doesn't give the monsterbot a option as he watches the mech while tightbeaming the combaticons, "<<Track him down somehow.>>" His optics don't shift to the bat as he adds, "Can you figure out what he attempted to do, Goth?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth was a bat, this type of environment was natural for him, and was still giving chase on all fours, his ears twitch on hearing blast off and he sends the sniper their coordinates, and a data packet. "<<Here, we are currently giving chase to Blurr.. and.. Well, an autobot that 'claims' defection is with us, attempting to prove such by helping us catch him, Repugnus... So don't put /too/ many holes in him until we know for certain he's trying to fool us.>>" He'd report to Blast Off in a tight beam.

      "<<I've sent Blast Off Coordinates.>>" He'd report to Sixshot, sliding to a sop, and turning back around. "<<I can most certainly see, I'll look over the consol.>>" He'd report.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus sends a tightbeam to Blurr, <<Take this back to the Autobots, Zippy: I ain't much loyal to anybody, understand? Too obtuse, Bots?>>

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off squints as he catches sight of that streak... aha! He knows it far too well, and the Combaticon is instantly in pursuit. He gets messages from several other Cons, replying with "<< I see him! >>" He makes his way, looking for a good raised spot he might have a shot from.

He hears and sees some of the others, but Blast Off is coming from another angle- which could work to his advantage- or disadvantage. Blurr is still far away, but if Goth's coordinates and his calculations are correct the speedster should exit that bridge right about.... now. The shuttle's black finger squeezes the trigger, trying to will the blast of ionic disruptive energy straight at his target.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus decides it's in his best interest to indeed follow Blurr. He slides down the chute to the undergrid, an environment he's familliar with. He looks for the familiar blur of Blurr, weapon raised.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex switches to his laser. "YEAH!" He says as Blast Off gets a good bead on Blurr. "You got him! Combaticons forever! Let's take him don, Blast Off!" with that he fires on Blurr, cackling even though hes not hitting at least one of his brothers is.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr was streaking across that bridge when Blast Off's laser completely disintegrates it, nearly causing him to fall into the chasm. But thanks to his versatile nature, he manages to get a grip and pull himself up and into an opening on the other end, though he's not nearly in as good of shape as he was before that stupid spacer showed up!

    Hmm...he weighs his options, taking out a glass vial full a black viscous liquid just like the stuff he used on Quartz before.

    No.

    He puts it away again, scanning his surroundings so he can decide what the best course of action might be. It seems he is standing at some toll station that used to service the bridge that is now destroyed, and there is but one way out of it that is not completely caved in. The opening is partially obstructed by a jammed door, but there is just enough opening at the bottom for him to slip through in vehicle mode. So he covers part of it with some flimsy pieces of paneling to give the appearance that it is blocked, even though these are easily blasted past. Then he waits for his pursuers to inevitably find him...

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot watches Repugnus slide down as he listens to the comms, "<<Capture or kill, those are your options unless he manages to get away.>>" He doesn't take the same route as the monsterbot choosing instead to head above and transform into a starfighter to join Blast Off in the air.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth would make his way back over to the consol, per-request of Sixshot, and transform back into his bot mode to allow ihm easier access to the panel, and started looking it over, and checking just what blurr had messed with, allowing the others to chase the blue bot.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus moves through the dark, creature eyes lit. He's as stealthy as one can be without stealth technology, and with large, glowing optics in the dark. He reaches the bridge where he saw Blurr. Repugnus uses his pincer-claws to tear through it, "Here we are," he says, amused, pincers pinching, "Run back to the Autobots," he singsongs, "Flee, like only you can." he mocks the speedster and begins strobing his eyes, "Forget it. You're terminated."

**Blast Off has posed:**
Aaand- Blast Off strikes his target! Yes, yes, you can all be amazed now. Blast Off starts nodding to a perhaps imagined adoring crowd, then stops and clears his throat as he sees Sixshot approaching. Ahem. He gives the other Con a nod, then turns back to his target. Revel in THAT, Mimic! Ha. And... right, maybe a thank you to Goth too. \*ahem\* Ok. "<< Either is fine by me, >>" he replies to Sixshot, then takes aim again... and frag, there's \*Repugnus\*. Now THAT sends a shiver down the shuttle's struts.

He hesitates, watching the monsterbot carefully... but... wait. "<< Is that Monsterbot actually \*attacking\* Blurr? Since when do Autobots make that kind of sense? >>" Still- he has a job to do, and he's gonna do it like few can. "You weren't counting on \*me\* showing up, were you, Blurr?" He chuckles to himself. The Combaticon sniper takes aim once more and fires.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Well if the Monsterbot wants to talk rough, Blurr can definitely speak that language if he wants! "Smelt your synth or you'll be spending your next recharge cycle at -Garrus-1- you spawn of a glitch." he says scathingly in response to Repugnus' taunts. "And you'd better believe I'm gonna be paying a -special- visit in your cell."

    Blast Off was right, Blurr hadn't been counting on him showing up. In fact, he hadn't been thinking about Blast Off at all, because he doesn't even remember the shuttle's name. However, he doesn't go with the snark this time, instead he raises his hands up placatingly and backs up against the far wall.

    "Okay, okay!" He begs, sounding desperate. "Fine, you got me. I'll do whatever you want, just stop shooting, for frag's sake!"

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
"<<Get restraints on him, now. Keep a eye on Repugnus, both will be given to intel.>>", Sixshot tightbeams only to the cons as he transforms but stays a fair distance from the two mechs. Optics eyeing the supposed blocked up tunnel behind them.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Frag! Blast Off has the speeder /begging/ for mercy! Or is it...? He laughs hystericly and raises his pincers right where Blurr's spark would be contained, "Garrus-1 doesn't phase me. The Bots got me outta there to work for them again. Chumps and hypocrites." he adds a note of bitterness because it seems appropriate to do so.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex heads over to Blast off. "Hey , you got him. I dont know why the bot's changing sides, we can figure that out in questioning. Please tell me I get to question them this time..." he oves to get some cuffs from subspace. "Allright, Blurr. You know the drill. Hands behind your back." he says.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth quirked a brow, and took the data-slug, and reported over the communlink about what he'd found, starting to remove the silly virus to ensure it couldn't attempt again, as well as subspacing said dataslug for analyze of the virus later.

      "<<Yes Blast Off, the one I mentioned, don't let your guard down around him, we are still under heavy suspect that he not an actual defector, until thee.. proper measures, have been put forth.>>" Were their proper measures? He wasn't sure, but they must of thought this stuff through a head of time, right? they wouldn't be /that/ bumbling, surly not!...And yet he felt like he had a hot rock in the bottom of his tanks.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off frowns under his faceplate at all of this, not trusting any of it. "<< Believe me, >>" he answers back to Goth, "<< I don't trust either one of them, and I \*owe\* both of them... >>" He gives Repugnus a hard stare, then turns back to Vortex and Blurr. "<< Well if there's any justice in the weorld you will be able to, this time. Just... be careful... >>"

"In fact... ," Blast Off squints at Blurr. Right, he doesn't remember much does he? Pity, the shuttle \*almost\* misses their usual banter. Almost. "In fact, let me make \*sure\* he doesn't try anything..." The sniper lowers his gun and pulls out the stun whip he ...got? Stole? From Swivel. He snaps it at the Autobot. "If you \*really\* don't want us to shoot- then /hold still/."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex blinks and backs away a b it. "Woah! Whip! Thats a new one." He chuckles. "ALmost singed the prisoner..."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex chuckles. "You know what? I'd rahter shoot first nd be sorry later." he takes that glue gun and fires at Blurr quickly.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus stands by, not making any move to help Blurr. He remains poised hideously to attack, but makes no move for the moment.

**Blurr has posed:**
    << Oh, it doesn't? Well then, I'm sure we can arrange for something much more -exciting-, if that isn't enough for you. >> Blurr responds to Repugnus, over the commlink this time.

    As the speedster had been waiting for his pursuers, he had tucked an EMP into the palm of his hand, just waiting for them all to converge on him. He doesn't see Sixshot anywhere near, but he supposes this will have to suffice.

    "Hey, I -was- holding still!" Blurr says defensively, strafing sideways to avoid the whip. But he ends up strafing right into Vortex's adhesive ammunition. It jams some of his cogs, but not enough to prevent him from dropping the EMP and transforming before tearing off toward that partially-jammed door that he had previously obscured.

**Repugnus has posed:**
Repugnus hisses back at Blurr as he's hit by the EMP. The Monsterbot opens his large mouth and emits a disgusting spurt of regurgitated venom at the speedster. So easy to hate. So easy.

**Sixshot (135) has posed:**
Sixshot watches all that goes down saying, "Well theres no surprise." His optics remain focused on Blurr as he detonates a second emp. The sixchanger quickly transforming into his wolf mode and gives pursuit. Charging to pounce on the speedster once close enough.

**Goth has posed:**
     "<<Right, everything should be back-in-order, I also have the data-slag he left secured.>>" He'd report then look off back down to where the fighting was happening.. Debating if he should return back down there or wait.

**Blast Off has posed:**
Blast Off KNEW IT! The racer was just biding his time. Blurr evades his whip- and stun- and then zooms off, but not before throwing an EMP their way. He instinctively jerks backwards and behind some of the rubble to miss the blast, but the others don't look so lucky. "Vortex!"

With a growl, the sniper snaps back around, gun in hand this time to pepper the metallic hide of that annoying racer... though Repugnus still being there brings him pause. He doesn't even try to go near \*that\* guy, instead deciding to take a potshot at the fleeing Autobot for injuring his teammate.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex takes the EMP hard as hes basically at ground Zero. He cries out in anger, firing at Blurr. "You're not gettin away that easy!" this time its his blaster that he fires.

**Blurr has posed:**
    Blurr is tearing across the toll station while the Decepticons are still reeling from the EMP, swerving behind an old mainframe to evade Sixshot -and- Repugnus, the acidic fluid spewing across the defunct machine starting to corrode it. Vortex's miscalibrates shots also go wide.

    Just as he's reached the door, Blast Off's ionic blaster manages to slam into his engines, sending more smoke and body fluids everywhere--however, it is still not quite enough to stop him, as he smashes through the flimsy pieces of paneling and zooms under the partially closed door.

    Once on the other side, he crosses a mass transit junction just beyond, mere astroseconds before a large freighter comes barreling through. It rumbles past for a good half a breem or so, and by the time it's come fully through, the speedster is gone!