Finally finished this one, and right before the year draws to a close too. Looking forward to adding to this AU in the new year.
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Many mechs contented themselves with living in the cities. With the stability and safety they afforded, it wasn’t hard to see why. Who wanted to spend every moment of their functioning worrying about a living decay? Who wanted to risk their spark and frame when they could have an easier time within the confines of civilization? Most mechs certainly didn’t.
Jazz was not most mechs.
While a good amount of bots chose to avoid the corruption zones, Jazz chose to venture deeper into them. Others saw them as death traps, but his experiences taught him they held so much more than deactivation.
It wasn’t like he rushed headfirst into danger though. He’d heard plenty of stories about those areas to recognize when to tread lightly, and he knew enough to keep himself out of any real trouble. Pools of black sludge? Don’t fall in. Shadows without solid objects to cast them? Proceed with caution. Sketchy caverns making eerie noises? Approach only with adequate weaponry. Black or purple crystals sprouting from cracks? Avoid touching and definitely don’t eat. And if he encountered anything new? Well, he did what he did best: improvise.