Open log! Come annoy him, er, 'her'?
Who: Nemesis Prime and [OPEN]
What: Nemesis is sulking a little exploring, while trapped through his own fault, in his female human form.
Where: Western District, one of the more Cybertronion area nearish the border.
When: 30th of Sept.
Warnings: NONE!
Notes: Nemesis is fully stuck in human form, and will be for another day. Because I am mean and enjoy the mental agony of my muse.
The last few days had not been pleasant for Nemesis Prime. He'd found himself stuck, in human form, and was not a happy mech. He'd Bent himself into it for a meeting, and now, (s)he was at a loss of how to return to (her)his normal form.
At least, where she was now was a small comfort, she thought as she sat atop a ledge in the more Cybertronian part of the West, legs danging over the edge. In her hand was a milkshake sized cup of Chocolate milk. The area looked like the Golden Age, sort of, though not hers. She smiled as she set the drink down, and kicked her feet a bit. While, yes, she was still angry about being stuck - It would only be a matter of time before she was either returned to normal, or she did it herself.
Yet, as nice as the view was, she also felt that it was time to move out of the Welcome house, and find an area here. Well, not straight away, but soon enough. With that in mind and drink again in hand, she stood, looked down at the 'steps' she'd bent to get up here, shrugged a little, and started to head down.
Let's see what she could find..
What: Nemesis is sulking a little exploring, while trapped through his own fault, in his female human form.
Where: Western District, one of the more Cybertronion area nearish the border.
When: 30th of Sept.
Warnings: NONE!
Notes: Nemesis is fully stuck in human form, and will be for another day. Because I am mean and enjoy the mental agony of my muse.
The last few days had not been pleasant for Nemesis Prime. He'd found himself stuck, in human form, and was not a happy mech. He'd Bent himself into it for a meeting, and now, (s)he was at a loss of how to return to (her)his normal form.
At least, where she was now was a small comfort, she thought as she sat atop a ledge in the more Cybertronian part of the West, legs danging over the edge. In her hand was a milkshake sized cup of Chocolate milk. The area looked like the Golden Age, sort of, though not hers. She smiled as she set the drink down, and kicked her feet a bit. While, yes, she was still angry about being stuck - It would only be a matter of time before she was either returned to normal, or she did it herself.
Yet, as nice as the view was, she also felt that it was time to move out of the Welcome house, and find an area here. Well, not straight away, but soon enough. With that in mind and drink again in hand, she stood, looked down at the 'steps' she'd bent to get up here, shrugged a little, and started to head down.
Let's see what she could find..