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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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[McCrane is back! And he's going to join in. This, at least, is something he can do.]
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Well I am trying really hard right now too. Are you doing okay?
[Yes, good. go McCrane, go!]
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Your effort is paying off.
[He's really impressed.]
I will do alright...now that I am fighting beside my friends. We can protect this planet together.
[He raises his shotgun and pumps it, once. Today he is using the old weapon instead of his sniper rifle...because today it is more important to hit many targets immediately than a few targets precisely.]
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The blue mech takes a good look at the shotgun.] That's not a weapon I see you use often.
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If we survive this, Blurr, I will be sure to corroborate the tales of your speed. [He would even try some of that high grade he's heard so much about.]
No.
[He does not have time to glance to his shotgun, because the battle is moving too fast. He does take the brief breather to reload it, however.]
This is the weapon I arrived with. This is the weapon that ties me to home. With this, I have faced villains and robots and aliens and monsters. With this, I have face nature itself.
Uniron, however... is like nothing that I have fought before.
Is there anything comparable in your world?
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Then that's the best weapon you can use.
yes, there is. he's more of a myth than anything but you can't believe in Primus without also believing in him.