Somthing was not right... -- Cybertronian Council

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Date Posted: 11:52:43 02/23/02 Sat
Author: Slashclaw
Subject: Somthing was not right...

Sure, a lot of things seemed not right to the technorganic lifeform, but that was the disadvantag to "traveling" like he did. This time thought, he knew somthing was not right. Somehow the time steam had been diverted, but where, he did not know. He knew of everything that was goign to happen, but if he told anyone, he would be labled a loony, but he knew. He knew it all. But somhow, one thing, one tiny little thing was out of place.

What could it be?

Slashclaw had been stuck in the council building for too long, it gave him back his perception, though. But this time, it was the perception of somthing bad. Slashclaw look down at his hand, but knew of nothing of what was going to happen. It felt strang, almost, as if it were growing somthing. Then, sudenyl, his hand fazed in and out of reality...

What the devil?

The fazing didn't last long, it finally reappeared back in reality, only, it had been changed. Somehow, his entire left forearm had been changed from a metallic green, now to a blood red gauntlet of sorts, but it was not like a gauntlet, it was his own flesh and wires. His arm now was a bit bigger then his right, bit red, an now, what looked like little steel spikes no protruding through his knuckles.

Oh bloody 'ell, this can't be good

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