[The shot starts out on a Christmas Tree with rather… industrial ornaments. What? The giant alien robot is going to do is tree in a less-than-traditional manner. There’s only one box visible under it, already opened and emptied - the others that have been staying in The Rail Yard had their presents from the owner delivered personally, along with ( Read more... )

Well. We seem to have a holiday atmosphere on our hands. If any of you folks need blankets or heaters or something, I'll be happy t'help out.

[Except for you, Robot Soundwave BB|]

( Audio; Encrypted 100% to Optimus Prime, Alex Mercer, and Convoy )

( [Encrypted to Cybertronians//100%] )

[That music business that’s been happening lately? Well, apparently it’s not just the organic residents. Since there is a giant freaking robot on the screen. Not that he knows it; he probably bumped into something as the music started ( Read more... )

[The broadcast starts with a few banging noises and ‘Officer Cade’ cursing up a storm.]

Mother fraggin’ son of a glitch slagging lights gonna rip all of his microchips out when I find him swear to Primus that damned fragging glitching AI…Lights’n gravity are out in Residential 10. I ain’t much of a hacker but I’ll see if I c’n fix it ( Read more... )

[Someone unconcerned with imminent death? YES THERE IS.]

On the heels of one of our fellows'... literary efforts, I've started wonderin' about everyone else's writing talent. I got t'thinking, and I've decided t'give you folks a challenge.

F'r those of you not acquainted with earth and the Internet, there's this thing called a kinkmeme. Basically ( Read more... )

Glad to see that things are going to be interesting here, too. So far, I kinda it like here, all in all. A little bit like fallin' down the rabbit hole, isn't it?

But let's not repeat that exercise, alright?

( Filtered to Convoy//100% Cybertronian Encryption )

[There’s a young-looking man with sandy blond hair and blue eyes in a police uniform in the shot. He adjusts it slightly and it becomes clear that he’s sitting on top of a bruiser of a police interceptor, one foot on the ground and the other propped against the roll bar. His brow furrows for a moment before he smiles ( Read more... )