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WHO: Blackout, probably Scorponok, OPEN (to the inhabitants of the Hollow, anyway)
WHAT: Blackout moves back into the Hollow at Magnum's behest. It'll be easier to help with the portal from here~
WHERE: The Hollow
WHEN: Probably a day or so after this conversation with Jetstorm
WARNINGS/NOTES: Will be updated as threads progress~
It had been quite some time since Blackout had been in Magnum's base of operations under the Decibel arena, but it wasn't difficult to remember how to find his way in. After all, it wasn't like Magnum could remodel the support structure of this whole level at whim.
So Blackout was easily able to find his way down into the Hollow. He moved slowly, cautious of obstacles, and he came alone, unburdened. After all, he didn't have any possessions to his name, currently, and his Lord Jetstorm had more pressing duties to attend to than accompanying his helicopter. The little jet would be joining him later, which pleased Blackout immensely, but he had to admit that on this initial return, he was...kind of glad not to have him around.
He made his way into the main chamber, and...stopped dead. The last time he'd been down here, this space had been bare of anything more than rubble and raw power lines. Now, it was...purple.
And he was pretty sure that was a throne, against the far wall.
"Things have changed, I see," he murmured to himself, shaking his head after another long look around and striking off in the direction of what had once been his quarters. He wondered how many of his things were still there...
WHAT: Blackout moves back into the Hollow at Magnum's behest. It'll be easier to help with the portal from here~
WHERE: The Hollow
WHEN: Probably a day or so after this conversation with Jetstorm
WARNINGS/NOTES: Will be updated as threads progress~
It had been quite some time since Blackout had been in Magnum's base of operations under the Decibel arena, but it wasn't difficult to remember how to find his way in. After all, it wasn't like Magnum could remodel the support structure of this whole level at whim.
So Blackout was easily able to find his way down into the Hollow. He moved slowly, cautious of obstacles, and he came alone, unburdened. After all, he didn't have any possessions to his name, currently, and his Lord Jetstorm had more pressing duties to attend to than accompanying his helicopter. The little jet would be joining him later, which pleased Blackout immensely, but he had to admit that on this initial return, he was...kind of glad not to have him around.
He made his way into the main chamber, and...stopped dead. The last time he'd been down here, this space had been bare of anything more than rubble and raw power lines. Now, it was...purple.
And he was pretty sure that was a throne, against the far wall.
"Things have changed, I see," he murmured to himself, shaking his head after another long look around and striking off in the direction of what had once been his quarters. He wondered how many of his things were still there...