Tarn of the DJD (
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[OPEN] Come visit DJD Territory! Get a souvenire, a song, a little culture. Escape with your life.
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!
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.
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!
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"Her name's Airachnid. She tried to take over Megatron's rightful place as our leader when he was gone fighting Unicron. If she shows up here, though, I want to have a few words with her first." With his drill. And his chainsaw. And with some other interesting tools he has stored.
Oh, here we go again...
Also: Unicron?
What.
Pfff. Tarn needs to meet Arcee
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"The female type. Autobot?"
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"'Female' is the sort of word organics would use, just like they call mechs with our frames males. So I guess....yes? Arcee's like that too."
SORRY. I THOUGHT I'D REPLIED TO THIS ORZ
"I know what a female is," it's said calmly but with maybe just a hint of distaste, "I was asking if she's an Autobot."
Because, you know, this 'female' thing seems to be mainly an Autobot affliction.
Don't worry at all! <3
"Ah, my bad." Knock Out No, took a step away form Tarn, alsmot without noticing. "She's a Decepticon, sir. Was."
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"The Decepticon Justice Division is mainly composed of myself and four others. While each one of us is a master of our respected craft, together we compliment each other in the preposterously over the top torture we're able to deliver."
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He didn't make a living out of it, but still. "And Lord Megatron gathered you all together or...?"