Unexpected Guest
Who: Stampy and IDW!Megatron and Rod(imus)
What: Looking for an 8ft rabbit. What happens next is anyone's guess.
Where: Rod's apartment
Notes: Stampy is an 8 ft rabbit. Rod is still getting used to that. And Megatron is awesome.
Rodimus was looking forward to going back to his dump in Zone 4, but he'd paid for the stay in this empty and far too large space till the end of the deca-cycle, damned if he wasn't going to use it. At least he wasn't rattling around in the space alone - Stampy was odd company, but he was company nonetheless, and he was thinking he made some progress teaching the little mech a thing or two about surviving here on his own. Like the proper ways to go to ground, for one thing, and locking comm links and posts so unsavoury factors didn't see what you were up to. Of course, Rod was only lookin out for the little bot (and himself) with the info.
Stampy, for his part, had calmed down once the threat of something eating him had been somewhat forgotten, and seemed eager to return to work, which Rod was actively encouraging. The better his ties to everyone here, the better his chances of getting home.
And he wanted to get the hell out of here more than ever.
What: Looking for an 8ft rabbit. What happens next is anyone's guess.
Where: Rod's apartment
Notes: Stampy is an 8 ft rabbit. Rod is still getting used to that. And Megatron is awesome.
Rodimus was looking forward to going back to his dump in Zone 4, but he'd paid for the stay in this empty and far too large space till the end of the deca-cycle, damned if he wasn't going to use it. At least he wasn't rattling around in the space alone - Stampy was odd company, but he was company nonetheless, and he was thinking he made some progress teaching the little mech a thing or two about surviving here on his own. Like the proper ways to go to ground, for one thing, and locking comm links and posts so unsavoury factors didn't see what you were up to. Of course, Rod was only lookin out for the little bot (and himself) with the info.
Stampy, for his part, had calmed down once the threat of something eating him had been somewhat forgotten, and seemed eager to return to work, which Rod was actively encouraging. The better his ties to everyone here, the better his chances of getting home.
And he wanted to get the hell out of here more than ever.