1st Hunt

[ladyspiderlegs]

[Some people might find it mildly frightening to arrive in a strange, pitch black world. Airachnid doesn't. There's a lot one can do in the darkness, a lot that one can get away with. Being turned organic is a huge annoyance, but one she knows she's going to have to live with. Might as well make a use of it, right? Still, it's odd being the same species as Jack.

Best make a good first impression, hmm? Airachnid smiles her best smile, her purple eyes glowing ominously in the dark, as she turns on her device. Time to greet this new and promising world. She'll go out and explore it later.

One might notice that there's a strange absence of any digimon.]

I confess, this is not a situation I ever could have imagined myself in. It's not what I'm used to, but it'll be an interesting challenge nontheless. For those interested, my name's Airachnid. For those who aren't, well, you know now anyway.

It's awfully dark here, is it not? I hope it's like this all the time.

Comments

[badluckbabe]

This is a recent development. Sometimes it's all black and white with jazz music playing.

[ladyspiderlegs]

You'll have to explain what "jazz music" is.

I'm not familiar with Earth culture.

[badluckbabe]

Ah, fair enough. What were you before this world decided to conform you?

[bigsoftie]

[Something about this voice is awfully familiar...]

This is not something anyone would imagine. But it is easy to get used to.

[ladyspiderlegs]

[Then you should know enough to stay away, Leatherhead.]

As long as it doesn't interfere with my fun, I can handle it. I do hate it when things get dull.

[bigsoftie]

[Don't worry, it's coming to him. Those glowing eyes definitely put him on edge.]

And what do you think is fun?

[Voice]

[robotfightclub]

Arcee no.

[Arcee finds herself breathing pretty heavily after the video ends, staring into her D-Terminal and contemplating replying. She shouldn't, she knows she shouldn't. A good strategy would be not relieving herself and waiting for the perfect time to strike without her knowing. Aw yeah, how would you like that, Airachnid? A taste of your own medicine.]

Arcee no.

[But her rage is pretty blinding. She put that sad excuse for a spider in stasis, this was over and done with. Practically dead, really. Out of all the voices from her past, this was the last one she ever wanted to hear again. Her partner knows it, too. That's why he keeps insisting that she doesn't turn the Terminal on. After all, he saw that leaked memory, he knows exactly what's going through his partner's mind right now. But even then, the giant bull monster thing can't bring himself to knock the device out of her hands. It's just...not something you mess with. Arcee would ultimately have to make this decision on her own, it isn't his place to step in like that.]

Arcee, come on. We were doing something...

[No, not happening. In her fury, Arcee turns on the D-Terminal and does the only thing she can right now. Talk.

In her defense, she at least keeps it to an audio message so Airachnid can't see what she looks like. She's angry, not an idiot.]

You're gonna wish you never got thrown into this scraphole, Airachnid.

[Her voice is almost a hiss. It's taking every inch of willpower not to scream at the top of her lungs right now.]

[Voice]

[ladyspiderlegs]

[Something about hearing Arcee's voice sends a shiver of delight through her body. Her favourite target/plaything/whatever is here. It will be so satisfying to hunt her down, nail her to a wall, and slowly cut her down piece by piece. Of course, physical pain is not all there is, and not all Arcee deserves. Her good ol' foe is an Autobot, so she probably gets cozy with the locals.

It'll be an entertaining matter of hunting Arcee down and watching to see if there's anyone close to her. Ah, she can see it now: Arcee, helpless, watching as Airachnid gleefully, and slowly, tears apart a loved one. A wide grin appears as she fantasises about a familiar look of horror and hopelessness crossing the Autobot's face.

Suddenly, a whole world of possibilities opens up before her.

Airachnid is very eager to begin this game.]

Arcee.

I'm so glad you're here! It'd be an absolute bore otherwise.

Did you miss me?

[Voice]

[robotfightclub]

[It's funny. Now that Airachnid is human, the usual fear that comes with a crazed spider woman that only lives to destroy everything you love just doesn't feel as intense as it once did. Those abilities she once had? Gone. There's no way she can ensnare her in her disgusting web or melt faces off with her toxin. She's simply...human. Even her hand-to-hand combat will likely be off now that she's lacking some of her limbs. It's really all too perfect and Arcee can't think of a better punishment for the Decepticon.]

Cute. Don't even start with the mind games, Airachnid, you already lost. It's just a matter of finding whatever hole you crawled into this time.

[Arcee's been here long enough to learn the ropes, she's pretty confident in her abilities when it comes to fighting with Digimon. Even if they aren't desirable circumstances, she can at least say she trusts her partner to spear a spider through the gut keep Airachnid from causing trouble.]

[forevernocked]

[Here, have a Clint, who is very much over all of this dark.]

I wouldn't count on it. When I got here there was actually light and you could see more than an inch in front of you.

Dunno about you, but I like being able to see.

[ladyspiderlegs]

Oh, but there's so many fun things one can do in the dark.

[Just think of all the poor, defenceless prey stumbling around.]

On the other hand, I suppose it's hard to socialize if you can't see each other.

[forevernocked]

believe me, I'm all for fun things in the dark. This has just stopped being fun.

Yeah, the socializing is real hard when you can't see.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

[That voice. Wheeljack may not be his robotic self, but he knows a vocal signature when he hears one. And he got wind of this one from Arcee's memory leak. The purple eyes just seal the deal.

After firmly instructing You to keep her trap shut, his voice comes through the communicator.]

Well look what we got here. Vermin.

[Someone's a little sore about insects, even if he's from before then.]

[Audio]

[ladyspiderlegs]

[Airachnid knows an Autobot when she hears one, though she doesn't recognize the voice. No matter, she's sure she'll become acquainted with them before long.]

Is that the best you can do? I've heard better insults from the dearly departed Breakdown.

[Audio]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Let's not give the brickface too much credit. Guy probably can't even form a coherent sentence.

Enjoyin' your little vacation? Cause it's about to get worse.

[Video]

[treacherous_widow]

You sound like you're taking this better than I did.

[Blackarachnia eyes the other woman with her own pitch black eyes that.. might faintly be glowing? Not by much though. Really the only noticeable thing about her is the spider themed tattoos. Like the red hour glass on her chest and the spider web sleeve on her left arm There might even be a faction symbol somewhere in the webs. Who knew.]

[Video]

[ladyspiderlegs]

The loss of my own natural beauty is devastating, but I think I'll live. Besides, I like a change of pace every now and then.

[She eyes the other, noting the spider theme.]

Now don't you look like a woman with a good sense of style.

[one_shallstand]

Airachnid.

I wish I could say that it was good to see you.

[ladyspiderlegs]

Oh, you're here.

[So there's a Prime, whoop-de-doo.]

Don't try to preach to me, I'm not interested.

[calibrates_big_guns]

[Garrus recognizes that voice in an instant. He picks up the comm, all grim business. None of the socially awkward, funny Garrus. No, this person deserves to be put six feet under.]

Well, this is an unexpected pleasure.

[His voice is just dripping with venom and sarcasm.]

[ladyspiderlegs]

A friend of Arcee's, I take it?

[It doesn't take a genius to figure that much out.]

If you're going to make heroic threats, make them quickly. I've got things I want to do.

[neverputincharge]

Just what this place needs, another bug.

[Wow this place is just bringing in all the vermin, isn't it?]

[ladyspiderlegs]

Ugh, you're here.

[Just what she needs, more Autobots.]

[guilmon]

[Someone who likes the dark? Hmm... Well, the dark isn't bad if it's a starlit sky, but this kind of darkness is different.

He tilts his head, trying to wrap his head around that mindset, but nope. He's got nothing.]

Are you sure you want it to stay dark? It's really hard to see like this! What if you bumped into something?

[ladyspiderlegs]

I'm actually very light on my feet, I suppose you can say. Things have... changed a little with my organic body, but I'm fairly confident in myself.

[She smiles at him almost pityingly.]

Now what are you? I've never seen your kind before.