run, rabbit, run
WHO; Jetfire, Nemesis Prime
WHAT; Mad evil dark SCIENCE.
WHERE; Nemesis's 'laboratory', Zone 6
WHEN; Night cycle.
WARNING; (non-PC)Death, (non-PC) mutilation. Nothing too graphic, hopefully, but please take note that this log has potential bad things. :)
On the edge of Zone 6 and 7 was an area that most simply...avoided. Condemned buildings, broken lights - unless one was fool enough to think there was something worthwhile here (and thus fool enough to be preyed upon), one stayed away. Though, to be fair...there were those who had made it their sort of territory.
As of late, though, at least one so-thought condemned warehouse was avoided all together. It could have been its placement, or the fact that someone had clearly 'moved in'. But there was something about it...something of its surroundings...that made most mechs, at best, edgy. And think that perhaps, just perhaps, there were easier targets and ones who would offer so much more of a reward...
And honestly, unless they understood the value of certain scientific implements, there wasn't much to be found of value at all. At least not for the common thug.
Nemesis Prime cleaned off some of the implements as he waited for his 'assistant'. By now, he allowed Jetfire to enter without being led in - after the first 'visit', the mech had known its location, and the fact that there were none of a certain sort investigating (insomuch as he could tell) led him to believe that what trust he gave the flier was not misplaced. Though tonight...
How far would he go in the name of knowledge? That was the true experiment tonight, regardless of his promise to Jetfire to show him some of the Darkness's workings on the Cybertronian body.
WHAT; Mad evil dark SCIENCE.
WHERE; Nemesis's 'laboratory', Zone 6
WHEN; Night cycle.
WARNING; (non-PC)Death, (non-PC) mutilation. Nothing too graphic, hopefully, but please take note that this log has potential bad things. :)
On the edge of Zone 6 and 7 was an area that most simply...avoided. Condemned buildings, broken lights - unless one was fool enough to think there was something worthwhile here (and thus fool enough to be preyed upon), one stayed away. Though, to be fair...there were those who had made it their sort of territory.
As of late, though, at least one so-thought condemned warehouse was avoided all together. It could have been its placement, or the fact that someone had clearly 'moved in'. But there was something about it...something of its surroundings...that made most mechs, at best, edgy. And think that perhaps, just perhaps, there were easier targets and ones who would offer so much more of a reward...
And honestly, unless they understood the value of certain scientific implements, there wasn't much to be found of value at all. At least not for the common thug.
Nemesis Prime cleaned off some of the implements as he waited for his 'assistant'. By now, he allowed Jetfire to enter without being led in - after the first 'visit', the mech had known its location, and the fact that there were none of a certain sort investigating (insomuch as he could tell) led him to believe that what trust he gave the flier was not misplaced. Though tonight...
How far would he go in the name of knowledge? That was the true experiment tonight, regardless of his promise to Jetfire to show him some of the Darkness's workings on the Cybertronian body.