[OPEN] Come visit DJD Territory! Get a souvenire, a song, a little culture. Escape with your life.

[songofmypeople]

Who: Tarn and/or his (giant) undead demon wolf-beast and You!
What: Choose your own adventure. Put a 1, 2, 3, or 4 in the subject line if you can't think of how you'd like to start things off. No number is also more than perfect!
Where: New DJD Territory [nearly 3 'neighbourhoods' of Prima's abandoned little micro city now belong to THIS guy. He's been redecorating.]
When: Now. [After Rung's death, and after Tarn's been placed on the Defense Committe]
Warnings: Animal abuse / hunting. Will update if things get worse. [PS: Permission Post]

Option 1: A guy's gotta eat right? In this case that 'guy' would be a turbofox. Tarn is either in the midst of feeding his pet live game, or he's helping the wittle cutie-paws play with its prey. This option will probably be gruesome and this machine WAS tested on animals. You're welcome to come check out the death bellow of a geardeer.

Option 2: Decepticon eye for the tasteless guy. Tarn is continuing his redecorating. Sure Prima's half-finished city looks super classy but why not watch Tarn bust down some walls he doesn't need, or admire how lovingly he paints those new Decepticon emblems onto the other walls he will allow to continue existing?

Option 3: Santa's little helpers (Frenzy and Dirge) have been going through the trash for their new boss (because, let's face it, that's a little beneath him) and have found him some of those precision rifles he's been looking for. Also a giant blender, a hot tub, and a chair. Oh god he's so alone. Feel free to find Tarn chilling on a balcony above you, trying out a collection of sniper rifles on for size.

Option 4: You were just going for a walk, minding your own business in this super swanky little golden city when you're found by the cutest little elephant-sized, drooling, undead, wild wolf-monster. It would like to say hello. And if you're a robot, it would like to say hello to your insides.

Other: None of the above, let's rock this improv style!

Comments

Drool isn't acidic, just smells slightly of beryllium

[songofmypeople]

Giant animals aren't so unheard of in Ninja Land, but they usually aren't made of metal. To be quite honest, they usually have a deeper understanding of the universe than the Pet does too, but that probably has something to do with the fact that the canid in question has a brain somewhat corroded by rust and also a zombie-virus.

But hey! There's some things no amount of contagion can suppress, and no matter how whacked out on being undead the Pet got, it was still a turbofox, and girl, lemme tell you, turbofoxes LOVE to run.

So hey there, little organic, the fox noticed you were having a run, and funny thing, but it likes running too, so don't mind if it just romps over to join you, eh? And when we say 'romp' we mean a single pace probably covers the length of three Hinatas. But don't worry! You're not the first human woman its met and totally left alive! (Though you are the first without a protective metal casing, so... let's just see how this goes.)

Kid, you feel that slight vibration in the ground? That's this beast barrelling right atcha', tongue lolling out.