|| Heres that RP I mentioned earlier. If you like Asking Alexandria, I would highly recommend listening to Creature by said group, or perhaps The Animal by Disturbed, while reading/RPing. ---TFA; Open--- || The last thing she remembered was a blinding flash of white light, consuming her vision, and eventually her entire world. Onix had been sent out two days ago to obtain some equipment sent to Earth by Shockwave, only to be stopped by..Well, whatever it was that caused that white light she remembered. After those two days, Onix was finally coming to. The sound of machinery and mumbling male voices could be heard around her. The dark femme slowly opened her optics to see a brightly lit lamp hanging directly over her. Blinking to adjust her vision, her white pupils slowly took form in her crimson optics, changing size ever so slightly until her vision was comfortable with the lighting of the room. Groaning, she quickly realized she had a steel clamp covering her mouth. Upon realizing this she quickly looked down at her body, seeing that she was strapped and clamped down to a berth. The dark scientist narrowed her optics and looked around to see the dimly lit figures of drills, the glow of several Cybertronian monitors and a few mech figures. But what struck her the most, was the sight of two rows of thick, Cybertronian syringes on either side of her, pointed towards her body. Quickly starting to struggle, a dim light suddenly flashed on on the wall in front of her, revealing a window revealing a small room, with a few monitors and consoles. Standing in the center of the room was the silhouette of a femme that just barely peeked into Onixs recognition. She thought she recognized those sharp, green optics staring at her through the window, but she couldnt put a name on them. Onix watched as the silhouette of the femme reached over and pulled a lever, followed by the sound of the machinery around her humming to life. Quickly looking to the syringes at her left and right, she realized they were slowly moving towards her. With wide optics, Onix released a muffled shouts of alarm, trying to break free of the bonds holding her down. But to no avail. Before she knew it, these large syringes were piercing her alloy, entering her sides, neck, shoulders, arms, legs, hips, and even her ankles. Grunting and wincing in pain, she gasped from behind the clamp as she could feel the spine-tingling sensation of icy cold fluids entering her body through the syringes, causing her optics to widen. Mere seconds after the fluids entered her systems, her white pupils slowly grew and grew until her optics were flaring solid white, streams of pure white mist flowing from them. The crevices of her chassis and frame lit up with a neon green light, followed by pained, muffled screams escaping her as her body slowly changed, her claws extending and her frame bulking up ever so slightly, neon green vein-like designs covering her forearms, thighs, an stomach plating. Balling her claws into fists, Onixs back arched as she released a scream that slowly changed into an audio-splitting screech-like roar. Her figure started to change as she was suddenly able to break free of the steel chains with ease, climbing to her pedes with a groan. The parts of the broken chains that had been holding her wrists still clung to her, hanging from her wrists. Snatching the clamp from her mouth, green lines formed on her faceplate and around her mouth, and with the narrowing of her white optics, her mouth suddenly split open into different parts, much like an Energon-sucking Terrorcon. A long, pointed glossa lashed out of her mouth as she released another roar, her posture weakening as she stood slightly hunched. Long, black spikes grew from her spine and the back of her neck, erupting out of the armor on her back and the steel of her neck, as well as the section of her back that wasnt covered by armor. What was once her royal purple jet wings had now become a variety of green and wicked violet crystals and sharp figures of steel. The subject is free! Seize her! A femme voice commanded, causing every mech figure in the room to rush towards her. Before they could draw too close, Onix lashed out at them with a snarl, her claws catching one mech in the side, slashing him open and pushing an agonizing scream from his vocals. If anyone was nearby, they would have heard this. And for the sake of the mechs attempting to seize the beast that was now Onix, hopefully someone had heard the scream.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 22:50:22 +0000
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