(OOC: More moving forward of plot wow, we're really moving now. XD Takes place after this.)

Three weeks later...

( There's light up ahead... )

(OOC: This is moving the plot forward from some of the slow, Yes, we know we RP at a pace that makes continental drift seem speedy, shhhh… XD weighty threads. There might be some things that get backdated and retconned in before this takes place.)

The last few days, hell, the last weeks had been an utter blur, a swirl of colors in Lennox’s head. ( Read more... )

It's dark still when Swoop comes out of recharge, but he knows he's not going to be able to get back to sleep. There's too much going on that he needs to worry over right now ( Read more... )

*The Decepticon Warlord is alone for the moment, brooding atop his cave. The wind turbine along the edge of the cliff built by the thick-plated Starscream has served him incredibly well, and both the soft hum of wind shifting hydraulics within the turbine and the siphon of energy is soothing as it brushes over his energy field. He is standing, ( Read more... )

She's been at the Dojo for a few days now--long enough for Prowl to go out with Lockdown on one of their expeditions and end up lost for four days--and the changes have been... relieving. She's sleeping at night for one thing, now that she isn't constantly worrying about Starscream deciding that he's tired of her taking up Ratchet's time and ( Read more... )

(OOC: Open thread.)

BW Silverbolt

Silverbolt’s wings beat in slow, smooth motions as he glides through the sky in his beast mode.

The winged wolf enjoys the feel of the wind ruffling his synthetic fur and tugging lightly at the tips of his wings.

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Ironfist was rather pleased with the way things were going right now. While there was still a lingering sense of insecurity about where he was, and the fact that the place was both mixed in factions and universes, he was finding comfort in his new friends.

Technically, he was supposed to be drawing up the plans for his workspace at the Nerdlab, but ( Read more... )

[Bay'verse Capt. Graham]

A new day finds the Captain already up and out on the porch at, quite frankly, ass o'clock in the morning, slightly bleary-eyed and squinting up at the sky. The long and short of it is that Graham can't sleep; he's been thinking, and hard, on topics he knows he should probably keep a lid on; NEST, the men he's left behind, ( Read more... )

( The kitty does prompts~X3! )

 [Bayverse Sam]

Weaving and stumbling along, Sam hiccups and takes another swig of his rum bottle.  Who cared if he was underage and shouldn't be drinking alcohol? His parents weren't here to stop him and nobody else was at the moment either.  He knew he shouldn't be taking comfort in alcohol, but what else was he suppose to do? Found out that he's ( Read more... )