Hound

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  https://play.adventdestiny.com/topic/2365-hound/

• Full name

  Hound

• Rank

  Sergeant

• Gender

  Male

Recent Posts

1. 

   Transformers Break

   February 19, 2022

   Firing his Gatling gun, Hound caused the grenade to erupt midair, sending shrapnel in all directions. “Don’t scratch the paint, bro!” Sundor called out. “Seriously, I-“ He stopped, along with everyone else, to watch the light show coming from Overcharge, his booming voice calling all attention. “Oh scrap…”
   Dodging the first attack, the seekers balked at the sheer power protruding from the Corporal. “…We screwed up big time.” Slipstream muttered under her breath. “Every bot for themself!” She blasted away from the direction of Overcharge, only to take a shot to the arm. “Ahhhhh!” She screamed, heading to the ground as Ramjet huffed. “Come on, Sparky! Let’s go!” Ramjet sent missiles, bullets, practically anything he had in stock (somewhat) toward Overcharge, only for some of his arsenal to hit the neck of the Space Needle.
   Cccccrack!
   The observation deck crumbled through the weak neck, crashing into the surface as Perceptor gasped. Dirt and dust sent itself at the weak Autobot, causing him to hide behind a car wash for cover. Hound on the other hand watched Sundor try to dodge Overcharge’s attack, but it left him wide open. “Just a heads up, you’re a rally car.” Hound pointed the gattling gun at the ‘con’s torso. “Your paints gonna get dirty.”
   
2. 

   Transformers Break

   January 15, 2022

   (Post was accidentally deleted, so here is a summary of it.)
   Slipstream scoffed at the poor Autobot. By this point, the military had arrived, but there was nothing they could do against the combined forces of Ramjet and Sundor, the latter taking down the tanks with a specialized grenade launcher. Explaining the situation to Overcharge and how painful it was going to be, lightning struck the tip of the Space Needle, sending Slipstream off the tower to join her teammates while energy began to seep from any possible life source, sending it into Overcharge and the contraption. A surge of energy blasted upward into the sky, a small black hole pushing the dim gray clouds away as the sounds the thunder and carnage continued.
   Meanwhile, Hound eventually finds Perceptor, glass broken, paint scuffed, but remaining limbs still attached. The wounded Science Officer tells the Sergeant to take him to Seattle after seeing what was on the Teletraan Mobile. Unfortunately, this meant Hot Shot had to be left behind, if he was even in the rubble. The green HUMMER, along with Perceptor laying on top of it, headed toward the city. 
   
3. 

   Transformers Break

   January 11, 2022

   “Come on! Come on! COME ON!!!!”
   Hound dug into the rubble with his hands, trying to at least create a hole into the hangar. You could barely tell a spaceship had crashed crashed into the mountain 300 years ago, save for a few sharp metal bits poking out. Hound didn’t have a clue what happened or how long he was even offline, but he knew one thing for sure.
   Whatever caused the explosion wasn’t an accident. Any of the Hope’s old missiles or anything else that could ignite what happened had to make placed in specific areas. “Overcharge and Skids, those bastards!” He slammed his fists hard on the dirt, blasting some onto his chassis. “No wonder they left in a hurry…”
   Buzzsaw squawked intensely, noticing a few fingers pointing up through the dirt. “Where, Buzzsaw?” Hound’s head turned around to see Perceptor’s hand. “There you are! I gotcha!” Hound ran at a great pace toward it, pulling the arm out of the rubble. “Oh no…” Hound stated as he pulled. At first, he didn’t understand why Perceptor was so light, only to see that the arm wasn’t connected to the Science Officer.
   …
   Rainy weather was quite common for the northwestern city, but it seemed especially awful this day as the whole area was covered above by gray clouds and the sounds of thunder. Even then, thunder couldn’t hide the sounds of two jets cruising through the air, carrying SOUNDWAVE’s battery. 
   “There’s the pointy one!” Ramjet communicated, banking right. This jolted the machine around, along with Slipstream. “Be careful, scrapbrain! Just slow down here.” The two transformed, still holding the contraption while they planted their feet onto the Space Needle. This jolted the humans inside, causing many to fall as the building thankfully held up the two Decepticons.
   “Go play with the humans while I set this up.” She stated to Ramjet with a smirk, knowing him helping would likely make things worse. Howling with laughter, Ramjet jumped off the top of the observation deck to “greet” the city. Tons of humans, along with a certain rally car parked alongside a brick wall, watching as the Decepticon bellowed.
   “MEATBAGS! IENJOY YOUR LAST NANOCYCLES OF FREEDOM AND LIFE! THE DECEPTICON ARMADA WILL BE JOINING I, RAMJET, AND MY LACKEYS SOON AS WE CONQUER YOUR PLANET!”
   Slipstream rolled her eyes as many of the humans were more so confused by the white conehead’s words than actual fear. This changed once Ramjet let loose, firing his missiles and machine guns at wherever humans formed a crowd.
   “Wakey, wakey…” Slipstream held up Overcharge’s head as he turned online, placing the final cable into place. The machine slid over the needle like a glove, but it was far from pretty. Overcharge was still held against it in a T-Shape, arms held to the side while his legs were bound, unable to touch the surface of the deck. “Wake. UP!” She slapped the Autobot with annoyance, speeding up the booting process.
   
4. 

   Transformers Break

   November 30, 2021

   Overcharge looked at the Sergeant. Understandably, after spending so many cycles as the green military vehicle, he was very apprehensive about switching to something different for his alternate mode. Trying to help, the Corporal spoke to his fellow Autobot. "If I may say something about it..."
   Hound processed what Overcharge had said, unsure what his statement. “Of course Overcharge, what’s on your memory bank?”
   With his teammate's approval, the taxi kept going. "I've seen some cities. I was in Praxus before we launched. I participated in some ops in Iacon and Stanix, too. Blending in was a big part of my job as a scout, and I changed alts often... I'm wandering off my lane. What I wanted to say is, I don't know if this would fool the humans, but at least in Cybertron, you'd be surprised how little I really needed to change every time I switched modes to stay invisible. I can demonstrate if you want."
   Hound felt Overcharge was a well versed Autobot for a Corporal, even being promoted from Private on the Hope. Being able to change alt modes as often as he could? Hound was surprised he wasn’t already working at Prime’s side. “I’d love to see what you can do.” The green Cybertronian responded.
   “Let's see" Overcharge stated as he scoured for images of sedans. "You said taxis were normal vehicles with an edible promotion box on top and ornamental graphics. So I'm thinking... maybe just get rid of those." His optics fixated on what appeared to be the civilian version of his alternate mode, except with a little advertisement on the front doors. "See, this could work. I'm gonna try it." After studying the image for a few seconds, the Bot switched to his alt mode right then and there. The changes were evident: now all the bright lights and checkered stripes were gone, the front doors now sported a similar advertisement to the car in the picture, and the teal was darker, but it was still a teal four-door saloon.
   
   “You see what I mean?"
   With Overcharge’s transformation now settled, Hound decided to look through much bigger vehicles. While his smaller size could help in battle, he realized the battle wouldn’t be getting better, and weapons needed to be plentiful. That’s when his optics settled on a HUMMER. “That’ll work.”
   
   
   The large machine appeared before Overcharge, only to transform into a much different looking Cybertronian. What used to be the shortest Autobot, now became the tallest. Pulling a Gatling gun off a nearby workbench, Hound placed it atop of his shoulder. He felt extremely bulky, but power infused through him. Perhaps a little too much. “Oh man, I need to sit down…” The Green Autobot didn’t bother with a chair, placing his rear directly on the floor. “I should’ve realized such a big change would reroute most of my body’s output.”
   After the change was finished, Overcharge transformed again to face Sargeant Hound. It felt weird. He felt tiny, yet cramped in the room with the green bot. However, he did quite like his new alternate mode. "How does it feel? Being that big?" he asked out of genuine curiosity. "I never tried that before."
   “Very… tiring…” Hound stated. His whole array of motion was off, but he knew it would be temporary. Cybertronians didn’t change size often, with the exception of soldiers rising into leadership jobs. Also, Cybertronians genetic makeup meant your vehicle had to remain similar. Fliers stayed as fliers and vice versa.
   “I’m just gonna go lay down in a more proper place. Thanks for showing me your new trick.” Hound got up to leave the room, only to be replaced by a blue Autobot shortly after. “Overcharge, right?” Skids asked. “I don’t mean to bother you, but I just wanted to say thanks. I wouldn’t be functional if you hadn’t saved my life.
   Watching the Sargeant stumble away, Overcharge smirked. *Yeah, that'd be exactly why I haven't tried it.* Predictability was a virtue, especially in regards to your own chassis. He only got a moment of respite before a blue Autobot appeared in front of him. It was Skids, thanking him for not giving up on him during the raid by Decepticons. "Oh, it's nothing. I did what I could for a fellow comrade. How are you feeling? Perceptor says a few cycles more, and we wouldn't have been there on time."
   “Ah, I’ve felt better.” He responded, but then processed his statement. “Technically, I haven’t actually.” He chuckled, glancing at Perceptor’s workbench. “I do have an textbook level knowledge of the war on my home planet though. Perceptor was real chatty about that.” His optics looked around. Hey, where did the green one go?”
   
5. 

   Transformers Break

   November 14, 2021

   The Empathic Magnum proved its power quickly as its shots went through Slugfest’s chassis. The drone dropped to its knees, releasing its grip on the shotgun as it crashed into the asphalt. Hound gawked at the weapon, amazed by its strength. “Wow. Makes mine look pretty weak…”
   The Sergeant picked up the corpse, knowing it would be best to not leave the Stegobot with the human population, and transformed back into his Jeep. The size of the corpse make driving uncomfortable, but it wasn’t long before him and Overcharge were peeling out of Oaklio.
   News helicopters and police cars eventually made it to the scene, but by this point, the Cybertronians were long gone, along with Trent and Kate. The latter wanted to answer the questions authorities would likely have, but Trent thought otherwise. “I’m telling you, this is some sort of alien military government test or something! You can’t trust anyone.” The man whispered to Kate as they waltzed through a nearby alleyway. The lady scoffed and stared at the moron. “Are you kidding me? Our TAXI just shot a robot stegosaurus. Any theories you got can be thrown out the window. That Jeep did talk though. Does that mean they’re capable of cognitive thinking?”
   —
   “Hmmm…”
   Perceptor’s shoulder scope zoomed in and out as he dissected Slugfest’s corpse, all laid out on the table in front of him, his three companions also looking. “Smart idea to bring the carcass here, Hound. Who knows what the human population would do with it? You and Overcharge will have to find new alternate modes for your vehicles, though.”
   Hound knew the scientist was right. While it was necessary in that moment, he would have to kiss his classic Jeep chassis goodbye. “Yeah… I guess a more modern type of car could help me blend in better anyways.” The green Autobot folded his arms as Hot shot glanced at the Stego’s optics, completely dark.
   ”How could it transform?” He asked, noticing some of the spikes on the corpse had cracked in half once it fell to the ground. Perceptor’s shoulder scope zoomed out as he put his tools to the side. “These drones are getting more complex. At this speed, it won’t be long before its maker is creating drones equal to us. I don’t know how though…” Unlike Buzzsaw, the damage was too severe to reprogram, but it still perplexed him. The Science Officer knew that these drones didn’t have a spark. It wasn’t as if the dronemaker was creating new life, but the factory that created them had to be somewhere remote with access to resources.
   ”I still cannot find a way to learn where these drones are produced, but we’re going to have to if we have a chance at surviving. Whatever it’s goal is, its still a Decepticon. It’s function is likely negative.”
   ”Excuse me, who are you and where am I?”
   The voice caught the attention of all four Autobots in Perceptor’s workshop, turning to stare at a pristine blue Cybertronian. He stared back, optics wide like a lost child.
   Skids was alive.
    
   End of Part 3: Oaklio
   
6. 

   Transformers Break

   October 31, 2021

   The energy blast pushed Slugfest off of the hood, sending it onto the asphalt, but far from out of the fight. Hound was the first to respond to the call. “I’m on my way, Overcharge! Try to keep it busy!” The Jeep sped out of the alley to the battle, not knowing what the Taxi Bot was even up against. He knew that Overcharge was correct though. They had to get the drone out of the town and fast before there were any civilian casualties.
   ”Get back to base, Buzzsaw. We’ll handle this.” Perceptor’s window rolled down, allowing the metal bird to leave as chaos unfolded. Flying high in the sky, the red SUV headed west toward the movie theater. “I’m coming!” The Science Officer knew he had to help, but Hound had other plans.
   ”Wait a nanocycle, Perceptor. You and Hot Shot head for the trees west of town. I have an idea.” Once Hound made it to the attack site, he was met by a robotic dinosaur, one of the types of animals extinct on Earth. “Come on, you dumb drone!” Hound rammed himself into the Stego, jittering his holo in the process. Trent and Kate continued to watch as the Jeep joined the fight. “Is that guy crazy?” Trent asked his girlfriend, who squinted as the holo sputtered in and out for a second. “I’m not sure it is a guy…”
   Slugfest scraped across the pavement, growling as it got back on its feet. “Let’s go, you and me!” Hound was hoping to bait the drone to follow him, only to be met with shock at what he saw.
    
   
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7. 

   Transformers Break

   October 13, 2021

   “No one has yet claimed the attack, but the President has announced…”
   A somewhat functioning tv sat in the corner of a coffee shop, showing a headline saying “UNIDENTIFIED OBJECT DOWNS THREE US JETS” alongside footage of the wreckage. No one in the shop is really playing attention to the program though, especially two patrons closest to the front door.
   “You know, maybe if you took things seriously, you’d finally get a job that didn’t involve garbage every day.” The woman took a sip of her coffee after pushing her shoulder length black hair aside, the light brown latte matching her skin tone. She dressed much more professionally then the person sitting across from her, his ripped jeans and faded leather jacket clashing with her business blouse.
   “Hey! Garbage collectors keep this town clean! I think I oughta get some respect!” Suddenly, a black and green sports car sped across the coffee shop, easily noticed by the two. “Isn’t that your dream car, Trent? How are you gonna get one of those on your salary?” The girl stated, finishing her drink. 
   “Well, luckily I know this girl named Kate who can help out with the payments.” His frosted tips stood tall as he spoke, confident in his master plan for a sport car. Like the military jets on the news though, this was immediately shot down. “Yeah right, you’re not getting a penny for some loud death trap like that!” The two’s teasing stopped as they both laughed, smiling at each other.
   “Heh, where would I be without you?” Trent threw some money on the table, following Kate out of the shop as the tv zoomed in on an extremely grainy photo. The newscasters argued about what the triangular shaped vehicle was, ignoring the faint purple logo on the side of it…
   The couple held hands as they walked down the streets of Oaklio, various small shops adorning the land. While the town wasn’t packed, a good amount of people walked and drove around the cities famous landmark, Trent and Kate not even looking at the statue they’ve seen a thousand times. What did catch their attention was the newspaper stand near them. The front page talked about a strange power outage in one of the towns north of Oaklio.
   “I swear, something’s been going on these past couple of weeks. Like, something weird…” Kate uttered quietly.
   “Who knows, maybe aliens are attacking. OooOooOoo!” Trent wiggled his fingers while they walked past a red SVU in a parking lot, making Kate scoff and chuckle. “You said ALIENS, not ghosts. Aliens aren’t as spooky… are they?”
   The SVU pointed itself directly at the statue, it’s driver staring intently at the massive white lion made out of oak. “It’s preposterous, Buzzsaw. Lions are not native to North America.” The metal bird hid itself in the passengers seat as Perceptor’s holo adjusted its glasses. The metal plaque gave more detail about the painted craving, talking about how a white lion protected the natives for many years from threats, only for it to disappear a few hundred years ago. The Science Officer wondered how such a crazy myth could’ve even started.
   The couple continued their trek, with Kate noticing an Army Jeep parked in a nearby alley. “Wait a minute, how about you become a military man? We could travel the world that way.” Trent definitely didn’t feel the same way. “You gotta chillax, girl. I don’t like the idea some Army guy being in control of my life… wait, I got it!” 
   Kate jumped up at the raised voice. “What? You got a good job idea?” 
   “No, not about that. I think we should go to the movies. Get your mind off of this ‘job hunt’ thing. Not a fan of you trashing my work, pun intended.” Trent smiled at his clever choice of words. “You know I’m teasing you, honey. Buuuuut, maybe you could had bright idea before he walked home, the theater is all the way across town now!” 
   Out of the corner of his eye, Trent found a solution to their predicament. “TAXI!” He called out to the teal taxi driving down the road, standing in the road waving his hand out, Kate had to pull him back onto the sidewalk. “You’re gonna get yourself killed! Let the taxis do their job.” As the two got inside of the cab, Trent didn’t waste any time. “The movie theater, please.” He exclaimed to the strangely familiar looking taxi driver.
   

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1. 

   Transformers Break

   Started by FrostyFoster · July 14, 2021

   “No, no! Please be careful with that!”
   Two Autobots held a large cabinet tightly after hearing this statement, putting it next to the Teletraan Mobile in the HOPE’s main lobby. While the ship was large, a majority of it’s space was reserved for the cargo they’d be transporting back to Cybertron. A bridge, their single lobby and barracks were all this Autobot crew would have to themselves. 
   “Thank you.” Perceptor helped them scoot the cabinet into position. He could only bring so much equipment with him on their trip, but the Science Officer felt it would be necessary for research. Various beakers and tools surrounded the area, with Perceptor well aware this could annoy the other crew members. “It’s… not perfect…”
   “Well, fix it yourself. We’re done here.” The two Autobot helpers quickly left the lobby before Perceptor could respond. “No, that’s not what I… meant.” Looking defeated, the Science Officer glanced around the area. The ship was clearly run down, with paint scraped off and metal peeling from the corners, but the war effort meant other projects, mostly weapons, had to be prioritized. With everything set up, Perceptor left to go join up with his Leader on the boarding ramp.
   “Sir. I have finished my assignment.” Walking down the ramp toward Sentinel Prime, Perceptor kept a very professional demeanor with the Autobot’s greatest commander. “Do you have any other orders?” Sentinel Prime chuckled to himself. Perceptor was one of the few Autobots he knew who would willingly ask for MORE work. “Not yet. We better wait for the other recruits to arrive first. They should-“
   “I see one now, sir.”
   Perceptor’s shoulder scope zoomed in on a single vehicle speeding toward their location. “Which one is it? My optics aren’t what they used to be.” Sentinel Prime admitted, trying to squint. “I wouldn’t know sir. None of us were given the crew log.” The Leader grunted, turning to look up the ramp. “That Kup, I swear.”
   Getting a very close look, Perceptor wondered who his new companion would be and what position he’d fill. “Interesting…”
   

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