Come together, right now... and fix this! [Open to evented and their rides]
WHO: Barricade, any evented characters that show up, and their transportation if applicable
WHAT: Let's have a get together to go back to normal! ... Hopefully!
WHERE: Zone 7, the warehouse Barricade sent coordinates to
WHEN: Today-ish
WARNINGS/NOTES: It's possibly cranky Autobots and Decepticons getting together in one room. Something is bound to happen.
Also, mingling and threadjumping encouraged. Go wild, people!
After days of prep work and getting things together, the day has finally arrived. Barricade is finally sick and tired of this revolting human body (not that he wasn’t sick of it when it happened), and he is going to get this fixed for everyone.
Anyone that hasn’t already checked out the coordinates is in for a surprise when they arrive - welcome to a grungy, disused warehouse in Zone 7, everyone! It’s the same place that Barricade had that fit in and he met with Soundwave in when this mess started. He can’t help it if it’s so multi-purpose now that it’s been cleaned out.
Either way, Barricade has set up folding chairs inside, but no refreshments, sorry. He’s currently hanging around the entrance with a messenger bag slung over one shoulder (skateboard carefully tucked inside) and a clipboard in hand. The guest list has to be checked somehow, and who better to check it? So he leans against the wall, and waits for arrivals.
Also crammed into that messenger bag are a few party favors if this gets unruly. It’s better to pack heat when you don’t know if anyone else is going to or not. Good business, blah blah blah.
WHAT: Let's have a get together to go back to normal! ... Hopefully!
WHERE: Zone 7, the warehouse Barricade sent coordinates to
WHEN: Today-ish
WARNINGS/NOTES: It's possibly cranky Autobots and Decepticons getting together in one room. Something is bound to happen.
Also, mingling and threadjumping encouraged. Go wild, people!
After days of prep work and getting things together, the day has finally arrived. Barricade is finally sick and tired of this revolting human body (not that he wasn’t sick of it when it happened), and he is going to get this fixed for everyone.
Anyone that hasn’t already checked out the coordinates is in for a surprise when they arrive - welcome to a grungy, disused warehouse in Zone 7, everyone! It’s the same place that Barricade had that fit in and he met with Soundwave in when this mess started. He can’t help it if it’s so multi-purpose now that it’s been cleaned out.
Either way, Barricade has set up folding chairs inside, but no refreshments, sorry. He’s currently hanging around the entrance with a messenger bag slung over one shoulder (skateboard carefully tucked inside) and a clipboard in hand. The guest list has to be checked somehow, and who better to check it? So he leans against the wall, and waits for arrivals.
Also crammed into that messenger bag are a few party favors if this gets unruly. It’s better to pack heat when you don’t know if anyone else is going to or not. Good business, blah blah blah.