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So. Who turned out the lights.

[The video feed clicks on to show a woman lounging in a chair at some cafe. In the chair next to her Is a Dorumon who seems to be slowly munching on some sort of desert. As for the woman, in the light of her D-terminal a few key things can be seen. Her eyes are pitch black for one, another she has tan skin and long black brown hair that ends just below the shoulders. On her chest is a red hourglass tattoo and what can be seen of her left arm, there is an intricate spider web tattoo sleeve that goes from her shoulder down to her wrist.

For the moment, she seems to be idly playing with her digivice with a hard to read expression. The digimon beside her rolls its eyes and shakes its head a little at her.]

Introduce yourself, it might help.

[The woman seems to be ignoring the digimon besides her even though her eyes narrow a little at the suggestion.She... is definitely NOT happy about something and when she finds the moron responsible for this, she will show them why they shouldn't mess with a spider.]

Whatever. Lets get a few things straight right off the bat fur face. I am supposed to be a spider. I am not supposed to look like some hairless ape that can't even transform.

And for another thing, if they want to know who the slag I am, they can take the time to ask.

[She reaches over and slams her D-terminal shut moments later, cutting off any response her digimon might have had.]

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Wait, there are other former bots here?

[Her eyes narrow a little. Hopefully they were bots she didn't know. If they were.. things were going to get a little complicated depending on who.]

Oh sure! Tons of them! I don't know them that well but I think the Leander's name is Arcee?

...That name doesn't ring any bells.

[Pause.]

Do you know if they're Maximals or Predacons?

Uh...no.

Those are cool names though. What's the deal? Gang warfare?

[Well there's a relief.]

Good.

Try waring factions.

Ah, a little more grandiose.

What's the prize?

Depends on who you ask.

Either total conquest over the other and enough energon to feed an army, or a way off the mudball we got stuck on.

[No one ever said the Beast Wars made sense.]

Sounds as dull as any other war. Is there any fun parts about it? Other the robots and spiders?

You mean besides the backstabbing, aliens trying to kill us and the occasional energon storm threatening to off line us and a crazy megalomaniac trying to re-write the past?

[She smirks a little.]

It was just like any other war.

[she cackles and another roar can be heard much closer. Harley yelps and vanishes off screen for a bit. There's some crashing and rumbling and the sound of giddy laugher before Harley appears again]

Well it sounds like you'll be welcome around here! Got any special skills?

[...]

What are you doing?

[By now Dorumon has pretty much abandoned her meal to stare at Blackarachnia's d-terminal.]

Plenty.

Huh?

[another roar]

Oh! That. My partner evolved into a giant killer teddy bear and he's trying to kill me. It's no big deal.

[At that point Blackarachnoa glances at Dorumon and she just shrugs.]

...Does that happen often around here?

With increasing frequency! Here lemme show you!

[she turns the camera around but in the dim light of the D-terminal all that can be seen is some kind of nightmare teddy bear with a gas mask and X patches for eyes. It roars and hisses slashing at the camera but Harley bounces off into the darkness taking the camera with her.]

[As she watches, her eyes widen a little.]

Someone woke up on the wrong side of the berth.

Yeah, he's normally pretty boring and whimpy, but this is kinda fun.

[At that Blackarachnia just smirks and leans back in her seat.]

Looks like it. I'd offer to come and play but I don't think furball over hear is able to take on something like that.

Of course, if I had my weapons, I'd love to take a shot at it.

[Literally~.]

Ooo~ a weapons girl? Got a favorite? I'm a mallet and explosive girl myself.

How else is a girl supposed to blow off someone's head.

I'm a poisons and guns kind of girl.

Ah poisons~ my best Gal Pal back home was the mistress of all manner of toxic treats. Her kisses are enough to kill a guy three times her size if she wants! She even gave me a booster shot so I'd be immune! It's pretty neat.

I'm afraid most the guns round here don't work. We're pretty low tech on weapons for now. But there's some shops you can get supplies from.

Oh yeah? Sounds like my kind of girl.

[And someone she'd love to compare notes with if she ever got the chance.]

...I can work with low tech. Now when you say "supplies" exactly what are you talking about.

Well there's a general supply store, an electronics store, a candy store, a mostly empty hospital, and an I've cream shop where that Arcee girl works!

[this is a demonstration of Harley's priorities]

[She can't argue with an electronics store being a priority. Blackarachnia may have to pay that one a visit... Any maybe the candy store. Maybe.]

It sounds like I need to visit a few places once I'm done here then.

Yeah, nothing bug flavored but if you're a former bot? I hear that beer and bacon are favorite flavors to try out. If the lights ever come back on I'll even buy ya a drink.

I stuck more to reptiles and small mammals. They were much tastier than bugs.

[Blackarachnia smirks a little as she goes back to toying with her digivice.]

Glad to know you picked up on that without me really having to say it. Yeah, I'm a former bot and trust me, this form doesn't hold a candle to my original one.

[She chuckles softly.]

I'll hold you to that Harley.

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