Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20171230093314/@comment-24852191-20180130010451


 * Nightfire walks in. It is quiet. The Pelican dropship sits in the middle of the barn. Then, he hears whistling. He follows the sound to a darkened stall where two violet glowing eyes peer at him from the darkness, it is Charger.

Charger: I thought I sensed a foul presence.


 * Nightfire scowls at him as his eyes glow orange.

Nightfire: Dark Charger, you are to come with me, peacefully, and answer for your crimes against humanity and the Guardian Alliance.


 * He leans forward into the light as he leans his face against his hand.

Charger: I’m going to have to say no. You see, I have a family to look after now, and how can I do that when I’m rotting in some dungeon on the moon?


 * He chuckles slightly.

Charger: I’m sure you’re aware that my son, Solomon, was married today. However, I’m certain that you don’t know that whatever condition he has, he has chosen to stay human. You see, Mr. Guardian, I give choices to others. You on the other hand, you give no choice and only demand. How can you say you are better or good when you can’t even comprehend a basic thing such as choice.