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Post by Slug on Aug 19, 2009 8:54:36 GMT -5
Erebos had been twitchy as of late. No attacks, no decepticons, no Detroit crime-- nothing. All had gone quiet, seeming to have gone into hiding for some reason. Erebos couldn't blame 'em, though. He was a pretty scary guy-- well, to humans. Bulkhead was more scary than he was. He was bigger, his size more intimidating than Erebos'. But that 'bot had the heart of Primus, he did. Nice guy, in Erebos' opinion. He'd let Bulkhead back 'im up any day...
Speaking of any day, today Erebos had decided to invite Landicon to a spar; Erebos was now waiting in the training room of the Autobot HQ, waiting for his ally to arrive. He was a bit late, sure, but it was better late than never, if Erebos said so 'imself. Besides, if Landicon didn't show up, he'd just... well, pit, he didn't know 'imself, but it would come to 'im.
Sooner or later.
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Post by Landicon on Aug 19, 2009 9:03:18 GMT -5
Moments later an orange and black mustang rolled up and transformed revealing two energon swords and Landicon standing in a very tired looking position. "Yo Erebos srry im late but there was nice mirror shop down the street and I got distracted. Who knew that they have a shop just for mirors ha ha. So you ready?"
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Post by Slug on Aug 19, 2009 9:31:36 GMT -5
Erebos pushed off from the wall he was leaning against and grinned full heartedly at the mustang that decided to roll in, transforming into his fellow cybertronian: Landicon. Rubbing his hands together, then breathing into them, Erebos seemed to have a bounce in his step as he trotted over to Landicon, the ground shivering just the slightest from the giant robot's movement.
"Landi'!" Erebos said cheerfully, forgetting what Landicon said.
For a moment. Then he flickered his otpics, blinking. Then the grin came back and he responded with a "Ya, man. I'm ready to rock and roll!." He laughed, rubbing the back of his head for a moment, then added a quick "Hold on".
His tail twitched, the spikes on his back quivering for a moment, then his tail suddenly hardened and became a spear, which he grasped, holding it like a staff. "Okay, now I'm ready." He said, voice giddy as he leaped back from Landicon, putting some space between them.
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Post by Landicon on Aug 19, 2009 9:40:52 GMT -5
Landicon crouched down and sprinted past Erebos and did a back flip off the wall behind him and with both swords drawn sliced the air right in front of Erebos face and then landed back to where he was just standing followed by bringing his swords down onto Erebos hoping he would block it.
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Post by Slug on Aug 19, 2009 10:08:48 GMT -5
Erebos jerked when Landicon's swords swiped the air in front of his face, nearly giving him a spark attack-- he hadn't even seen the 'bot move, and he beginning to feel that asking the mustang to a spar had not been the right choice of action. Maybe Prowl, or Bumblebee, or whoever, but certainly not Landicon. It seemed the orange mech had a lot of "fancy shmancy" tricks up his subspace pockets.
Erebos was jarred back to reality when he saw Landicon run at him, and quickly used his spear to block his swords, swallowing nervously. He really should pay more attention next time, or there wouldn't be a next time. Erebos, durring the war, had been injured by all sorts of weapons. Energon, plasma, cybervenom, electric, ice, fire; y'name, Erebos can show you a hologram from his memory of the injury. He still does that; keeping track of his injuries over the past solarcycles makes Erebos still wonder how the heck did I survive?
But in Erebos opinion, Energon was worse than fire or electrisity. It was like both, it burned and shocked you at the same time if you messed with it. And it was time not to mess around with those energon swords of Landicon's...
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Post by Landicon on Aug 19, 2009 11:50:17 GMT -5
"Hey Erebos nice reflexes but you should really trade in that tail/spear thing its not that I dont like it, its just that spears are last century and swords look cooler and are more durable. Besides energon weapons pack a punch!" Landicon jumped back and leaned on the wall behind him with his arms crossed and a smile on his face.
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Post by Slug on Aug 19, 2009 12:18:42 GMT -5
"Hey Erebos nice reflexes but you should really trade in that tail/spear thing its not that I dont like it, its just that spears are last century and swords look cooler and are more durable. Besides energon weapons pack a punch!"
"B-but I like my taiiiil." Erebos whined, then grinned at Landicon. "Besides, my tail is more durable than my own armor. And it's for both short and long distance fighting, my friend. Life, Landicon, is sweet." He added, stretching a bit, working his shoulders a bit.
"Shall we continue, or is that it for the day?"
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Post by Landicon on Aug 19, 2009 12:42:57 GMT -5
"Comeon let me see what you got that was just a warmup!" Landicon then sat on the ground with his legs crossed holding one of his blades across his lap while he played country music in his head drowning out all other things. "hit me and try to take this blade from my lap. Ill give you a run for your money!"
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Post by Slug on Aug 19, 2009 20:36:36 GMT -5
"Psh. That wasn't even a warmup, Landi'." Erebos teased, leaning on his spear. Then he thought about what the mustang said, and added "Heck no, Landi'. I seen what you can do with those things. You'd chop be to bits." He pouted, then suddenly charged at the sitting mech, a wild grin on his face plates.
Oh, how Erebos loved a challenge.
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Post by Landicon on Sept 24, 2009 17:21:10 GMT -5
Landicon opened his optics just as Erebos came charging at him. Landicon tried to get up and make a jump for the door but he slipped on a oil stain that Bumblebee probably forgot to clean up and fell making his sword pierce the ground inches from his head.
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Post by Slug on Oct 16, 2009 23:56:41 GMT -5
The second Landicon slipped, Erebos nearly tripped over himself, he was so surprised. Slamming his spear into the floor to regain his balance, Erebos peered at the other mech for a moment, then a grin crawled it's way onto his lips, absolutely tickled at the mustang's position.
It started with a snort, then a rather unmanly giggle, before it turned into an roar of laughter, coolant pricking in the corner of his optics. "Smooth is anything but you, Landicon!" The black transformer howled, holding his face with his free hand, trying to hide his laughter from his fellow Autobot.
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Post by Landicon on Oct 17, 2009 0:13:21 GMT -5
Landicon now with a dull pain in his processor pulled out his sword from the cement floor making the cracks bigger and several sparks flicker off of the pure energy of the blade. "Oh thanks Ere' laugh at me while I'm down." "Your time will come my friend" Landicon got up and looked at his right hand servo and noticed that his wrist was dented and the replaced hand wasn't functioning properly. "Well this is just great my hand is busted and I still wanna fight hey you know anyone on Earth that knows anything Cybertronian replacements?"
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