Discovery - [Video, Unlocked, some private messages]
[The video opens in a very dark room, with a light shining around to illuminate various features of the setting a-la Blair Witch. It passes over counter-tops with broken glass and various tools, beakers, and dormant machines, then lights up what seems to be a transformer-sized lab-table in the center of the room, looking not unlike a dentist's
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There's only...
Rust?
There's rust?
He frowns, backing away. Hadn't the Realtor said it was at least structurally sound?]
...
[He reaches out to pick at it.]
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but maybe that's all it needs. Nemesis, for his part, takes his hand off the wall and starts moving forwards again, stepping in to the room proper.]
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Its hard not to remember the very touch that has killed him, and he roars, swinging around, peering through the darkness to find its source.]
...Nemesis.
[How dare he rust this building?]
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he's just raising his arm, and a full array of wing-cannons with it, and they hum to life for all of a few seconds before they fire in a broad spread.
/dodge this/.]
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[He dives, as quickly as he can, behind the lab table in the center of the room. Of...all the places.]
What the hell are you doing here?
[This was his soon-to-be property!]
...
[And this was dangerous. He was going to need support.]
[Do give him a moment to do that while he's ducked behind the same slab you had Starscream on.]
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[the table survives. barely. Nemesis lowers his arm, but his cannons whine as they prepare another set of shots]
Do step out from there, gladiator. Cowering doesn't suit you.
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[The answer still sounds ridiculous, even though he growls it.]
Come now, Nemesis, you can't be bothered to walk around a table?
[He hates being out-matched, with every fibre of his being...but it just means he needs to get smart. The canons take time to recharge--he can use that. If he can get Nemesis to fire again...]
[With a roar, he kicks the table at his foe, raising his own canon to fire as he runs toward the doorway, needing new cover.]
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Are you trying to make a j-
[FIRING AT THAT TABLE NOW firing /through/ that table. the blasts rush past Megatron as he moves, and Nemesis's optics slit in irritation as he catches the motion.
he'll throw out his other arm and fire one of the cannons at Megatron, but it's not nearly as powerful as it could be.]
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Voluntarily, he moves.
There isn't much time before the canons warm up again, and he can't keep running forever...
so instead, he re-enters, grabbing beakers and chemicals and anything he can get into one armful--and hurtling them at Nemesis.]
Oh, its no joke.
Last I checked, your name wasn't on the title.
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[attacking him is one thing. attacking his experiments - oh, Nemesis is /mad/, now, shielding himself with the cannons. but as the beakers shatter and the chemicals spread, there's a hissing sound and subtle traces of smoke.
oh, Megatron. you done it now.]
I will be certain to speak with my agent - right after I drown your spark's light in the Darkness once more!
[that next blast? that isn't the cannons. that is the Darkness erupting from Nemesis' hand, all but howling as it lunges for Megatron.]
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But first he'll need to get an idea of what Nemesis is capable of, and how he fights. Not at all presently available to him by watching him send one attack towards Megatron.
So he fires one blast between the two. Nothing aggressive, just a blinding beam of light, certain to confuse optics and hopefully allow him to pull Megatron out of the way.]
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[He laughed--openly defiant, grimacing with a look half-way between triumph and terror. The darkness...horrified him. It breached his nightmares, denied all the he had built and worked for, suffocated him and wrapped him in its chilling death each time he recharged...]
...
[But he was Megatron, still. And Megatron did not. Back. Down.]
[He certainly did back off, however, at the sudden blast between him and the darkness.]
Shockwave.
[With a smirk, he looked toward Nemesis.] Let me go, and I will give you a chance to clear your lab out, intact.
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who the hell are you
he'll grip his fists, wing-cannons flaring to all sides, preparing to take down this entire building in a single shot if need be. he will not be shot in the back again, not like Galvatron, but he will /not/ simply back down.
this is more than just a fight for his laboratory. the Darkness retracts to him, pulling back. there's only so much he can do with it, without preparing himself for combat before hand, and if there's more coming...
...he'll see your stalling measure, Megatron. and raise you one of his own, as he tries to recover the situation.]
You seek to evict me? I knew you bore struts, but if you seek death I assure you I can give you one with far less trouble than this.
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There isn't much to say, aside from that Nemesis is a far more fascinating specimen up close.]
Hmm, you truly are interesting.
[Yes, he'll certainly favor working on this one.]
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However, I've already keyed up the coordinates to send out, openly, to the Network, in one minute's time.
[Shockwave's presence was...comforting, in an odd way, and he ventured forward in his gamble with more readiness than he'd had, before. Was he growing so soft, that even the already dead could sneak up on him?]
So you can take me up on my offer, and retreat at your own leisure, saving your work...
Or you can try to kill me, and find this place swarming in an instant, with everything you've come to do for naught.
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[he pauses, a moment, for effect - then lowers his cannons, slowly, inch by inch]
Run, gladiator. Run and pray you are not worth the time, or that you can simply outrun your assistant.
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