[Someone's been avoiding people lately. His improvised phone line, his housemates, everyone. But he has to get out sometime ( Read more... )

[Well -- someone managed to rig up a phone out in the garage. And sounds oddly subdued for someone who's made such an accomplishment.]

... I need some paint. Black. If you don't... mind.

[And with that, he hangs up.]

[ACTION][Housemates and anyone else interested in meeting face-to-face can find him in the garage at his place, curled up ( Read more... )

What... What just happened? A house just went... down on this street...

[Silence. The Autobot is rather obviously shaken, but doing his best to hide it. If one house went down, what about the others? What about everyone he cares for...?Has anyone... survivors. Has anyone checked the downed houses for survivors ( Read more... )

Whoever had that tank, I want it. Or your robot, Dist. Whichever.

Why? I'm going to take it and plow it straight into city hall. Or the police station. One of the two.

And if anyone gets in my way, I'm going through you.

[Someone is unhappy, to say the least.]

[Sideswipe sounds exhausted - and freshly back from his own Westport expedition, too ( Read more... )

[Outside of 5718 Cunningham Lane, there is a young man of about 17-18, standing blankly on the front lawn. He holds half a broomstick in each hand, their ends broken and spiky ( Read more... )