((Picking up from
here and putting this in its own post due to length. Ah, me and my music. Pull up Drowning Pool's "Let The Bodies Hit The Floor" for the part after the flashback. This plotbunny really bit me, mwahaa. While obviously Fahrenheight isn't listening to the song, I couldn't resist including some lyrics, in a sort of songfic type of
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*Fahrenheight sags against the wall, left hand clutching the stump of his right arm. Servo fluid and petrochemicals leak between his fingers with a constant drip, pooling on the floor. He eyes the mess half in denial and half in desperation. If he could ignite it somehow, it could still prove a weapon against the seeker looming before him. Stormscream had crushed up the turret and the part of his arm attached to it then tossed the ruin of metal aside. Now he seems to be waiting for the triple-changer to make a final stand ( ... )
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[Stormscream] The mere opening of a door -- one of many. That which you are following now is not the sole path ( ... )
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