New Start, Same Shenanagins [Open, Prompt Response]
[ooc: As titled, this is an open prompt. Feel free to jump in at any time]
After having left the site of the halloween party, Chromia finds herself lost in the Nexus, unsure of what to do or where to go. She'd only met two other bots at the party: one was some skinny male bot that seemed overly packed with mods she had failed to bargain for. "Slagging time limit!" She mumbled to herself before continuing on. The other she had met....ah yes, her counterpart. Oh how she loved meeting her fellow Chromia! Other than them, she felt alone in the Nexus. To her, this was a new beginning. From here on, she could feel like a real citizen of the Nexus, knowing that she was alive in the memories of those she met in the party. She now had identity as a counterpart and friend of Chromia and friendly rival of Lockdown. Now, perhaps life would be a little more involved here in the Nexus.
After traveling for what seemed like megacycles, frustration builds in her circuitry.
"Ugh! Isn't there a place in Nexus where a girl can just unwind?! Or am I intended just to be a pretty decoration?" Flattering, but she would have to pass. Being quite new to Nexusville, she didn't quite know her way around, nor did she know how to find other bots.
Just then, she noticed that same sensation that had drawn her to the Halloween party. It hadn't led her astray before, and she'd be slagged if it did this time!
Upon finding the source of her intuition, a laugh could be heard barreling through the Nexus:
"Ooooooohoho! I see! A shooting range!" She cackles and flaunts across the currently unoccupied range, pulling out her four barrel rocket launcher as she struts. "I could use a little fun!"
"aaaaaaand maybe a little practice..." she thought to herself. Primus knew she wouldn't be the first to admit it, but she knew her shooting was terrible! Oh sure, you don't need 'aim' with four heat seeking missiles at your disposal, but that monstrous weapon wasn't very effective against fast opponents, extremely long range combat, and when scrunched into tiny places. Sigh.
She lifts her weapon to fire.
"Like I'll just give up! If I just picture these targets as my dimwitted teammates...!" She shootes! ...she runs? Maybe shooting heat seeking missiles at targets that don't emit heat was a bad idea...