Writers: Denny and Leila
Warnings: Ratchet/Azimuth. Violence.
Disclaimer: We value our lives too much to even dare think about claiming Ratchet and Alister as our own. We borrow them for an RP, so don't worry. [Put the Wargroks back into your cage!]
Summary: Everyone's nightmare is to wake up in a cold, dark place without a clue where one is. Sadly, that's what's happened to us. What's even better, we have monsters and weird encounters to endure as well. And then there's them…
Lucky, right? If I ever get out of here, I will need some therapy sessions.
A metallic fist blew Ratchet off his feet and sent him flying across the ground. Zane shook his hand, disgusted by the purple matter that had come off the Lombax’s fur. “Running off like that—Are you nuts?! Do you even know how fucking terrified I was you wouldn’t make it back?