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For a fellow who detonated a bomb in his chest several weeks ago in order to save one associate and avenge the death of another, Klank appears surprisingly whole. Seated in a large Nexus armchair, slouched back with his hands clutching the ends of the armrests like a sulking monarch on his throne, the Decepticon grumbles to himself as he watches the crowds pass. Those who care to do more than glance at him will notice he's got lengths of heavy, rusted chains over and around his arms and chest. His visor is also missing, revealing his blue optics. One might also notice that Klank himself has more than a few rust patches on him which are slowly but steadily eating away at his armored hide like a bad case of cosmic rust. Oddly, those areas are also being regenerated...but not quite at the same rate as damage done. Such are the effects of a rather random LOL...
But eventually, it seems, the damage will outrun the regeneration.
"Death has taken you," he begins with a low rumble, "but a random spell has given you a limited second chance. What would you do? See to the well being of the one you care about the most or try to finish off your worst foe, perhaps drag him or her down to the depths with you when your time is up? Or something else entirely? Time is greatly limited, so think carefully."
But eventually, it seems, the damage will outrun the regeneration.
"Death has taken you," he begins with a low rumble, "but a random spell has given you a limited second chance. What would you do? See to the well being of the one you care about the most or try to finish off your worst foe, perhaps drag him or her down to the depths with you when your time is up? Or something else entirely? Time is greatly limited, so think carefully."