Black Rock, Nevada; early Wednesday afternoon
Parker was standing on top of Dave the Teal Dear van, and frowning. "Crap."
The clouds gathering on the horizon were very, very dark, very very thick, and oh yes, shooting out forks of lightening that looked like they could take out the average power transformer*, never mind the generators around Camp Voodoo.
*not to be confused with anyone named Bumblebee.
[for the Burners from Fandom, second post going up later tonight]
The clouds gathering on the horizon were very, very dark, very very thick, and oh yes, shooting out forks of lightening that looked like they could take out the average power transformer*, never mind the generators around Camp Voodoo.
*not to be confused with anyone named Bumblebee.
[for the Burners from Fandom, second post going up later tonight]