[closed] i set these seeds before you
WHO: DW Jetfire, IDW Nemesis Prime
WHAT: Nemesis invited Jetfire to come speak with him. Jetfire accepts.
WHERE: Zone 8
WHEN: Today (Sunday)!
WARNINGS/NOTES: Nemesis being a creepy mothertrucker. Mentions of zombiefeeding, at least in initial post. Other than that, nothing, really.
In the few days since Nemesis Prime had entered this Nexus, he had learned some things. A dimensional hub of sorts, with units from all worlds, parallel worlds, so that there could be two who shared the same name...but otherwise little in common. Or perhaps mere differences of chassis, or of optic shade. That the Transtechs were somewhere between respected and feared, with quite a bit of loathing thrown in. That the hopes of leaving were slim to none, but then, Nemesis saw little reason to leave...this was an opportunity, and he was as 'alive' as he could be...
But the Darkness...the Darkness was weaker. Without the Dead Universe to power it (and Nemesis wondered if the ones mentioned were the same, he could sense no recognition from the force he carried within him), Nemesis felt himself experience some of the symptoms that suggested he would lock up, very soon, and experience a final death.
At least, until he had stumbled across a dying mech - and the Darkness had taken it upon itself to feed for the both of them.
Surprising, but...not unwelcome. The strength that had returned to Nemesis would sustain him, for now, and the Darkness was content. With all this life around it, it had wanted to feed without end, to consume this entire dimension that was so rich with life.
Not yet, Nemesis had warned it. We must still learn more - and you have promised me that I would rule.
There was irritation, but only so much resistance - a warning not to let it go hungry. If this was where the Expansion would take place, so be it, but Nemesis still required more information before he made any true plans.
Which was why he was so patiently waiting for a most useful mech to arrive at the coordinates he had given. What life was here was derelict and weak - Nemesis let it be for now, standing atop one of the higher points of the area and gazing upwards towards the next Zone.
WHAT: Nemesis invited Jetfire to come speak with him. Jetfire accepts.
WHERE: Zone 8
WHEN: Today (Sunday)!
WARNINGS/NOTES: Nemesis being a creepy mothertrucker. Mentions of zombiefeeding, at least in initial post. Other than that, nothing, really.
In the few days since Nemesis Prime had entered this Nexus, he had learned some things. A dimensional hub of sorts, with units from all worlds, parallel worlds, so that there could be two who shared the same name...but otherwise little in common. Or perhaps mere differences of chassis, or of optic shade. That the Transtechs were somewhere between respected and feared, with quite a bit of loathing thrown in. That the hopes of leaving were slim to none, but then, Nemesis saw little reason to leave...this was an opportunity, and he was as 'alive' as he could be...
But the Darkness...the Darkness was weaker. Without the Dead Universe to power it (and Nemesis wondered if the ones mentioned were the same, he could sense no recognition from the force he carried within him), Nemesis felt himself experience some of the symptoms that suggested he would lock up, very soon, and experience a final death.
At least, until he had stumbled across a dying mech - and the Darkness had taken it upon itself to feed for the both of them.
Surprising, but...not unwelcome. The strength that had returned to Nemesis would sustain him, for now, and the Darkness was content. With all this life around it, it had wanted to feed without end, to consume this entire dimension that was so rich with life.
Not yet, Nemesis had warned it. We must still learn more - and you have promised me that I would rule.
There was irritation, but only so much resistance - a warning not to let it go hungry. If this was where the Expansion would take place, so be it, but Nemesis still required more information before he made any true plans.
Which was why he was so patiently waiting for a most useful mech to arrive at the coordinates he had given. What life was here was derelict and weak - Nemesis let it be for now, standing atop one of the higher points of the area and gazing upwards towards the next Zone.