Transformers survival of the lost

Alpha and Seraphicon put their weapons on standby and activated what floodlights they had on them to see if they could find something that could tell the group more about what kind of place they were in.

“Hey you.” Fury said, referring to Dynamo walking past the engine room.

“How might I be of Service?” He asked.

“You like booze,” She asked, “right?”

“I enjoy an energex now and then.”

Load deploys his rifle, getting ready to waste he helpless creatures. Lock stops him however, and encourages him to investigate.

“Don’t you want to know why everything here’s all fleshy?” he asks. “Or what all this means as to the origin of these creatures?”

“No, not really,” Load confesses.

There was several screens with green light with strange white characters by the tubes

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The twins deduce that this place was a laboratory of some kind, and that the insectoids were created here. But for what reason, they did not yet know.

The lab then slowly began to rise

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“What’d you touch?” Lock asks his twin. Load holds up his hands and shakes his head.

Clicking was heard over speakers as on the screens they could see a group of cons nearby

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The twins watch, curious and dreading what they might see next.

There was a door on the other side of the rooms

Lock cautiously walks toward it.

There was several be screens inside the other room

Lock looks to see what was on the other screens.

Surdus was approaching the screens, with his riffle ready.


Mordo was still inside Railfire.

There was what seemed to be a screen showing the functionality of each area, also showing the lab was a massive spider like being, while the others were covered in the alien language

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Surdus looked at the spider, shocked. He swore, and tried to see if there was a computer to access.
OOC: Gtg.

“Huh. That explains why everything’s organic,” Lock says.

“So, the Captain stole some fancy booze from the bar a few minutes ago.” She said, beckoning the scientist to enter the room.

The smaller con group ran from the behemoth, but it was it’s vein as it quickly disposed of them

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Lock cracks his knuckles.

“Alright, it looks like we’re gonna have to shut this thing down,” he says.

“Yeah, but how?” Load asks, looking at the screen displaying the creature’s anatomy/layout.