Merde, I knew this was a bad idea from the start.Alright, its about high time we get ze hell out of zis joint. After all of that Long Night hoo-haa in Antrim, I'd say zat all of us need a good R&R time in sweet ol' Licere. Navigators, get that course up. Helmsmen, take us out of zis place before more of those bloody visions come ( Read more... )

[This post will come after about an hour or so after the whole incident. The first thing one will hear is the clearing of a throat, silence for a while and then a voice comes - but strangely, the voice isn't Pip at all. And sounds just weirdly familiar for some reason...]

Optimus Prime to the crew of the Convoy. As I understand it, the ship has ( Read more... )

...before anyone asks, no, the captain and I had no idea about the sparkling thing. Merde, and here I thought they were just nothing but stories.

[one can hear the sounds of a plane whizzing as Pip is soon to reach his destination with the help of Reno. There's explosions everywhere along with some yelping as the duo, uh... try their best no to get hit by the gunners on deck and not to mention poor Pip hanging on for dear life.]

-uys. Guys! [a pause, followed by another yelp and more ( Read more... )

[the general buzzing and hustling of crowds can be heard in the background as Pip Hans clears his throat and speaks into the journal]

Okay, zat sex band zing? I'm not goin' to bother questionin' zings like zat for a vile after zis. Still, ve're still comin' up vith nothin' on our side. Zhough a couple of people from the carnival seem to look ( Read more... )

...not exactly the most glamorous of jobs for a first one, but I'll make do with what I have. Its not like I haven't been through worse anyway.

Roa, care to help out?