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Who: Blackarachnia and Sentinel
What: Chance encounters of the unpleasant kind.
When: Tonight 3/25
Where: Junkpile
Warnings: ....Arachnophobia?
Was it dark enough? Was she covered enough? The she-spider tugged her little cloak over her beast form and shuddered. If she was lucky she wouldn't come across anyone like this... she was horrifying. Even looking at herself sent the poor widow running. Blackarachnia believed that she was absolutely terrifying an that anyone that crossed her path might go running in fear.
Some of those bots, she didn't want to see repulsed by her. Others she really didn't care for. And there might even be a few that she would... like to scare. And that thought actually made her grin for a few moments. Even frightened, she was more than willing to use it to her advantage.
With a shake of her head she banished those thoughts and scurried out. Blackarahnia needed parts and the best place to find them was the junkpile. She just did a brief pat down of what she was carrying on herself and just glanced over the bottle with the yellow crystals. She knew it was Energon. She had even tasted it a little. It just... was strange. Something she wanted to study and until she figured it out, the stuff wasn't leaving her sight.
For now anyway.
Once she got to the junkpile, she continued to hunt around, trying to be mindful of any bot around her. Unfortunately during one of her digs, she got a little distracted and her cloak slid of. There was now a very, very colorful spider digging through one of the piles in plane view of anyone who might wander by.
What: Chance encounters of the unpleasant kind.
When: Tonight 3/25
Where: Junkpile
Warnings: ....Arachnophobia?
Was it dark enough? Was she covered enough? The she-spider tugged her little cloak over her beast form and shuddered. If she was lucky she wouldn't come across anyone like this... she was horrifying. Even looking at herself sent the poor widow running. Blackarachnia believed that she was absolutely terrifying an that anyone that crossed her path might go running in fear.
Some of those bots, she didn't want to see repulsed by her. Others she really didn't care for. And there might even be a few that she would... like to scare. And that thought actually made her grin for a few moments. Even frightened, she was more than willing to use it to her advantage.
With a shake of her head she banished those thoughts and scurried out. Blackarahnia needed parts and the best place to find them was the junkpile. She just did a brief pat down of what she was carrying on herself and just glanced over the bottle with the yellow crystals. She knew it was Energon. She had even tasted it a little. It just... was strange. Something she wanted to study and until she figured it out, the stuff wasn't leaving her sight.
For now anyway.
Once she got to the junkpile, she continued to hunt around, trying to be mindful of any bot around her. Unfortunately during one of her digs, she got a little distracted and her cloak slid of. There was now a very, very colorful spider digging through one of the piles in plane view of anyone who might wander by.
HHHHHHHHHH
He hasn't noticed - of course - but since ingesting the green energon, any social barriers or sense of self preservation he had left were completely thrown out the window. Go to the Junk Pile and douche around with that neat gun he got from the Pillar by shooting random objects (maybe even things that look like they might explode! That would be fun.) and generally just looking for anything useful. Like more green energon. Man, he is hungry, and regular energon just doesn't really feel like it'll hit the spot anymore.
Regardless, Sentinel isn't really being careful. At all. Who cares if he causes a small avalanche? He can get out the way. Besides, it's fun to watch everything fall apart and clatter down the massive hills of trash.
It shouldn't be too hard to avoid him. Or, if one was so inclined, find him.
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thank u for letting me use this icon for the first time
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