Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20170101031455/@comment-28530195-20170219075436

Fulcrum shrugs. "Well, I can't say anythin about the animals and such,but us bots are definetley built, in two ways actually. The first...Forged I think they call it? It's when your body gets built first and a spark mined from the first moon gets placed inside, thus making a new bot. The second method...." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "Is call Constructing Cold. Basically: energon from a Creation Matrix of a Convoy collects and forms into a spark, kind of like how a star is born, then: the body is built around it....Nothing really more to say about it, at least: it's all I know." She explains before smiling,

"Ah, I can see our camp now." She starts to walk a bit aster towards a now visible sort of campfire.

As Diac works on the combination, a crash is heard as the Sixshooter btears through the gate and almost crashes onto the ground, reverting back to manamo form. "Crap..." She mutters as she springs back up with her guns at the ready, faster then the blinking eye.

Meanwhile I continue along my way and after several minutes of walking, find myself in a sort of quiet spot. All noise dies away as I reach the center of the area: approaching what appears to be some sort of chair....an electric chair.

Meanwhile, upstairs from everyone, Whirl arrives at the scene of the Overlords massacre, surveying the carnage, she lets out a small huff of dissapointment and disgust. "Dammit, where the hell is everybody?" She mutters, her eye narrowing as she thinks aloud. "Am I going to go after that bitch....? Would be satisfying, speccially after what she did to Domey and Rewind....but if the functionists catch me like last time....." She clutches the point in her face where her monoeye part begins, and feels...some sort of stitches..