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re_alignment2014-08-02 01:10 am
megatronicpolarity) wrote in re_alignment2014-08-02 01:10 am
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END GAME Part Two: THE BADLANDS
On the outlands of Haven, the Badlands are surging to life.
Megatronus stands with his brother Alpha Trion, the two as different as night and day. The picture of calm, the thinner Trion stands behind the bulwark that is his more physically inclined sibling, massive tome in hand. Optics and biolights aglow with concentration, he stands vulnerable and distracted as clawed shadows rage on either side of them both. Some come within arms-reach before they - and swaths of their fellows - are cut down by Megatronus' blade, pieces trailing burning cinders and ash.
The Prime Guardian of Entropy moves like a wraith, the shadows no match for his flame and fury - if it were not for the sheer numbers they have, replacing the fallen, the outcome of the battle would have already been assured.
Alpha Trion seems unfazed, the glowing gaze flicking briefly toward the camera with only a nod.
"I am a bit busy concentrating at the moment, but I think I've managed to establish a link to the network. Megatronus, if you'd please issue the call..."
Alpha Trion said, seemingly without moving; voice gone eerie and electronic as he used his various talents to call out, even while overseeing the field of battle. Faint, holographic icons can be seen flitting in front of his optics, across a map of the local area. Icons position themselves like pieces on a chess board, and the closest mark is obviously of Megatronus as he tears through the ranks of pawns.
"Marked of Megatronus, of Alpha Trion, and Liege Maximo - join us now on the field of battle! Our boundaries are besieged!"
Megatronus roared out, turning away from the fight long enough to address the camera.
"Come! Let us see what you are made of at long last! You will hold the line, or all shall Fall!"
Behind him, Alpha Trion gestured to the map, giving locations along the North and Western sides of Haven that needed the most attention, and sending coordinate pings through the network along with them.
"Report to any of these coordinates if you can join in the fight," he says to the camera, before turning back to Megatronus.
"Onyx has the Southern field well covered. The surge on the west flank is closing in on the Haven. We must move."
He then frowned, helm cocking slowly. The map hologram flickered rapidly as though searching for- and failing to find- something.
"...And where is Liege? He is not guarding his quadrant."
Megatronus snarled, a swing of his blade wreathing the area in flame.
"Liege! What's taking you so long?!"
The camera abruptly cuts out as as the two Primes teleport off.
Either Prime may be encountered on the field of battle. Fight, hold the line, and buy time for the other groups! The final battle is at hand!
Megatronus stands with his brother Alpha Trion, the two as different as night and day. The picture of calm, the thinner Trion stands behind the bulwark that is his more physically inclined sibling, massive tome in hand. Optics and biolights aglow with concentration, he stands vulnerable and distracted as clawed shadows rage on either side of them both. Some come within arms-reach before they - and swaths of their fellows - are cut down by Megatronus' blade, pieces trailing burning cinders and ash.
The Prime Guardian of Entropy moves like a wraith, the shadows no match for his flame and fury - if it were not for the sheer numbers they have, replacing the fallen, the outcome of the battle would have already been assured.
Alpha Trion seems unfazed, the glowing gaze flicking briefly toward the camera with only a nod.
"I am a bit busy concentrating at the moment, but I think I've managed to establish a link to the network. Megatronus, if you'd please issue the call..."
Alpha Trion said, seemingly without moving; voice gone eerie and electronic as he used his various talents to call out, even while overseeing the field of battle. Faint, holographic icons can be seen flitting in front of his optics, across a map of the local area. Icons position themselves like pieces on a chess board, and the closest mark is obviously of Megatronus as he tears through the ranks of pawns.
"Marked of Megatronus, of Alpha Trion, and Liege Maximo - join us now on the field of battle! Our boundaries are besieged!"
Megatronus roared out, turning away from the fight long enough to address the camera.
"Come! Let us see what you are made of at long last! You will hold the line, or all shall Fall!"
Behind him, Alpha Trion gestured to the map, giving locations along the North and Western sides of Haven that needed the most attention, and sending coordinate pings through the network along with them.
"Report to any of these coordinates if you can join in the fight," he says to the camera, before turning back to Megatronus.
"Onyx has the Southern field well covered. The surge on the west flank is closing in on the Haven. We must move."
He then frowned, helm cocking slowly. The map hologram flickered rapidly as though searching for- and failing to find- something.
"...And where is Liege? He is not guarding his quadrant."
Megatronus snarled, a swing of his blade wreathing the area in flame.
"Liege! What's taking you so long?!"
The camera abruptly cuts out as as the two Primes teleport off.
Either Prime may be encountered on the field of battle. Fight, hold the line, and buy time for the other groups! The final battle is at hand!
>>Incoming Braincall
Lea! Where are you? How are things over there?
Lea kinda wishes his brain had voicemail ATM. XD
[The reply is both mental and vocal, since he wasn't expecting this at all. Kinda bad timing for that brain call though, unfortunately, as it causes enough of a distraction that Lea is almost caught by a monster's claws, He narrowly dodges and incinerates the offending monster before giving any further response.]
Western side of Haven, up to my neck in monsters, but holding my own. Where are you?
[He's trying to look around for his friend in between beating off monsters, expecting him to be somewhere visible, despite being sure that the voice was in his head, not in his ear.]
And how are you doing this?
Ahahahah xD
It's a relief when he hears him respond once again.]
Sorry..! I'd forgotten about this until now. Something I can do as Prima's Initiate-
I'm up above.
[Prima, Vector Prime and their marked fly about in the skies below the Lambda, fighting their own battle, distant specks of light zipping about as they try to fend off swarming drones.]
Re: Ahahahah xD
Ha! Told you Prima's guys got all the good tricks! Just would appreciate a little warning next time.
[He spares a glance upward at the battle above him, wondering which of those specks was Ven, before being forced to return his attention to the battlefield.]
How are things going up there?
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[He sounds a little sheepish, obviously, but he's glad to hear Lea's response sounding normal at least.]
Pretty busy, but we're doing everything we can. There's gotta be an end to these things...
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[Lea's glad to hear that you're doing reasonably OK too, Ven. He knows how good you are, but this is a sticky situation by anyone's estimate.]
About the same as down here, then.
Though I don't if you've heard, but we've got a complication. Leige Maximo's turned on us. He's made a deal with Unicron and is trying to get people to side with him in exchange for a free ticket home.
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[Ventus's surprise on his end is evident, although there's a longer span of silence from him before his voice is heard again. Fighting drones and commanding acolytes is pretty distracting!]
-what?? But why?
[He doesn't know Liege very well, but he can't understand why anyone would turn to Unicron after everything that's happened.]
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I pretty much told him where he could stick the whole 'running' idea, naturally.
[Sadly, Lea can sort of understand why someone would turn. Darkness was powerful. And tempting. Liege would hardly be the first who thought he could bend it to his will. But Lea knew better now than to trust the promises of those sided with it. If he was going to fight and possibly die, he was going to do it beside his friends.
And that, in the end, was all that mattered to him.]
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Still, the news upsets Ventus. What had all that they'd been doing until now been for, otherwise?]
We should be fighting together, not against each other...
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He hopes you never change, though. The world needs more people with no interest in power.]
You're preaching to the choir here, Ven. The one you need to convince is Liege. Though good luck with that.
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...yeah, I know. It doesn't hurt to try talking to him at least, right?
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[Not that he'd really been trying to be diplomatic with Liege, but still...]
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