Send me “ ☹ ”, and I’ll generate a number between 1-75 to see where/how my muse is injured. Send “ ☹ ⇋ ”, and it’s your character living the pain. The third option would be “ ☹ ☹ “ to have both wounded (in which case first generated number will be for my muse and second for yours).
24: A gunshot wound to chest area.
It had been a terribly grizzly battle. It wasn’t very often that the scientist genuinely had to fight for his life but in this scenario it had been the case, surrounded by would could only be described as a small army- of mech wielding humans no less. They had fashioned mechanical suits similar to that of a cybertonian frame type and outfitted them with enough guns to cause damage to even his tank like armour.
His comms had been disabled long ago, choosing to run into rougher terrain now that he had no way of calling in a bridge to escape. The dumber ones had been easy enough to erase but with each hit Shockwave was forced to retreat further until a lucky shell from a tank of their own blasted through the intense plating on his upper chassis and piercing through part of his spark chamber.
He was lucky that was the last one, a final bellowing blast from his cannon piercing through the air and decimating the last alive before finally submitting to the pain. A clawed servo reached up tentatively to the wounds he had sustained, but the largest was a kind of agony he had never felt before as energon dripped steadily down, if you looked close enough a faint tinge of blue starting to seep into the pink.
It didn’t seem terribly likely he’d survive this one, noting how far he was from any kind of help.
