((This character is based on why did you go… @MNHProductions definition and description. There’s also will be an OC in their “honor”. I don’t know if they’ve left because of the site or other reasons, but their leaving caused me quite a strong feelings. Therefore, I’ll post a couple or even a few characters as a tribute. This one is just their text’ based Chromia. Thanks @MNHProductions for your past presence here.))

Chromia was casually sitting at Maccadam’s Old Oil House—the biggest single source of black market fuel on the entire Cybertron. Its main attraction, beyond the excellent service, exceptionally pure oil and general selection of fuel, is that the proprietors make no distinction between Autobots, Neutralists, and Decepticons. Therefore, Chromia was simply enjoying her time, having an oil bucket in her servos.

Chromia: “Yup. Dis place’s great, no doubt. Primus, whadda we do without it?” She spoke to herself, before looking at you, and giving a small inviting smile, gesturing with her servo to come closer, still holding an oil bucket there.