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re_alignment2014-08-02 01:32 am
vectorianpolarity) wrote in re_alignment2014-08-02 01:32 am
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END GAME Part Four: THE MAW
The view from the sky is - for lack of any other word - chaotic, with fully half the wide field of view dominated by either the vast orange spires or the maw-filled void of the Lambda. Small, flying shadow-drones cloud the area, traveling in swarms and converging on the attackers. To the First Forged, they are nothing more than an annoyance and - more importantly, a distraction to the swift Primes, who are apparently attempting to converge on the attacking world.
Both Prima and Vector flit through the air with ease, though even their sibling-leader cannot best Vector in his home domain of the sky. Where Vector dodges, distracts, and teleports his enemies - away, or even into each other - Prima carves, cleaving his way through groups of fiends, doggedly charging his way across the sky-bound battlefield.
"To me, my fighters! We must take the battle to our foe - even if it means joining the fight in the air!"
Prima roars, sword singing as he grimly makes his way toward Unicron's outer-reaches.
"Use your gifts and join in our final, greatest fight for the destiny this world - and ourselves!"
Prima leads the charge, and with a gesture, Vector teleports his brother ahead to meet the next wave. Before stepping through the portal to follow, Vector addresses the network:
"...And those of you without the gift of flight - meet at the following coordinates down below. This is a problem easily remedied."
The location pings down directly below the Lambda and the sky-battle, and Vector Prime vanishes to rejoin the fight.
[[All those who join this fight are granted temporary boons of flight from Vector, via a acolyte stationed on the ground below, handing out tiny glyphed cyber-keys; those who already have said ability will find their control has increased tenfold. Vector's glyphed handle it best, achieving true flight; for anyone else, it is simply a lot like being able to run or drive in the third-dimension. Not even a speed boost, just running through space. Vroom-vroom?]]
Both Prima and Vector flit through the air with ease, though even their sibling-leader cannot best Vector in his home domain of the sky. Where Vector dodges, distracts, and teleports his enemies - away, or even into each other - Prima carves, cleaving his way through groups of fiends, doggedly charging his way across the sky-bound battlefield.
"To me, my fighters! We must take the battle to our foe - even if it means joining the fight in the air!"
Prima roars, sword singing as he grimly makes his way toward Unicron's outer-reaches.
"Use your gifts and join in our final, greatest fight for the destiny this world - and ourselves!"
Prima leads the charge, and with a gesture, Vector teleports his brother ahead to meet the next wave. Before stepping through the portal to follow, Vector addresses the network:
"...And those of you without the gift of flight - meet at the following coordinates down below. This is a problem easily remedied."
The location pings down directly below the Lambda and the sky-battle, and Vector Prime vanishes to rejoin the fight.
[[All those who join this fight are granted temporary boons of flight from Vector, via a acolyte stationed on the ground below, handing out tiny glyphed cyber-keys; those who already have said ability will find their control has increased tenfold. Vector's glyphed handle it best, achieving true flight; for anyone else, it is simply a lot like being able to run or drive in the third-dimension. Not even a speed boost, just running through space. Vroom-vroom?]]
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Looks like! Time to show Unicron not to mess with us- for good.
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We'll show him. We'll win this.
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That's right.
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[He'll keep the fight up, helping to watch Hot Rod's back as they go.]
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Hot Rod won't let anyone down if he can help it- not Prima, not his fellow Autobots and even the Decepticons he's come to know around here. They're all in this together.]