Guy's I think I have a problem. I'm currently working on two different stories, but have this idea stuck in my head and it needs to be put down on doc or I'll lose it and feel like I've forgotten something important. You ever get that feeling? Anyways this won't be a "send X transformer to Remnant" story, the main character(s) will have always been from Remnant. I'm also throwing in some necromunda lore. For those people who aren't warhammer fans, Necromunda is a specialist game where you build up a gang based on a certain crime family and get into territory wars, and there's one gang in particular that fits our man perfectly. I'm busy with school starting up again, but for now, here's a trailer.
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Sound Trailer
Roman Torchwick was not having a good day. He had been stopped by that red hooded huntress wannabe and Glynda freakin Goodwitch, and was currently locked up in jail. Fortunately he had a back up plan. Looking out of the window of his cell, Roman saw a rather strange looking falcon, it's feather's were red on its body and black on its head and wings. The wings were cybernetically enhanced, sleek metal giving them a wicked edge, while a dust powered booster pack ran along it's back to what appeared to be a radio transmitter. Smiling Torchwick turned to his guards "Well fellas it's been fun." he said as he stood up, neither guards noticing the falcon. "What do you me-ACK!" the two guards fell as their throats were slicked open by the falcon. After that Roman's cell opened, and he walked into a scene of pure carnage.
Officers were thrown about all over the halls, some were unconscious, others dead. Behind the front desk a stood a seventeen year old, he was surrounded by animals: another falcon, a large bat, and a panther. Each of the animals were enhanced with some form of bionic, making them living weapons. The boy wore a modified atlesian officer uniform, unlike the standard it was grey, and neon purple lines spreading across the fabric. Under the uniform he wore a black dress shirt with dark purple circles overlapping on the front, s well as a purple tie. The boy's collar was popped up, casting his pale skin in an ominous light. His eyes were covered by a large visor, which had a pale line going across it. Roman stopped and turned to face the boy, who was hacking into the police database. "Well my friend." the gangster said with a smirk "what's your verdict?" the boy stopped typing for just a moment, as the firewalls had collapsed under his virtual assault.
"Soundwave superior, Police inferior."
AW~ to have written down an idea. Nothing is sweeter. Anyways please leave a review if you had any critics or comments, and have a good night!