[So, perhaps a certain Autobot shouldn't have cobbled together his phone contraption. It would have made this phone call infinitely harder to do, if he didn't actually have a way to do it.]

[While he sounds decidedly upset to be revealing this, he doesn't seem to be able to stop himself, either.]... On November 17th, 2008, I landed on Earth. And ( 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... )

[As the phone is knocked off the hook, there's a crashing sound. Any residents of 5718 Cunningham Lane would find themselves minus a dining room chair. It was the heaviest thing he could lift and throw without dropping it.

He can be heard trying to swear in Cybertronian, and generally causing a riot in his own house. His voice fades off, ( Read more... )

[At first, there's a clatter as the phone's knocked off the hook. The only sound on the other end is coughing for a few moments, before the location sinks in. Silence follows. Then more thunking around as he searches for the notes taken from the church... only to find them piled on the nightstand ( Read more... )

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

[The phone picks up. And nothing happens. A very, very long silence goes by. Someone can be heard breathing, but he doesn't speak up.]

... Damn it! Just... someone speak up! I know you're there! I heard you last week! Where are you ( 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... )

[Following his involvement in the Great Police Station Brawl--in which he was owned by scarves, and a low blow to the knee--Sideswipe can be found making his slow way down the streets. He is not, in fact, heading to his flooded homestead.

Instead, he's hobbling through acid rain toward 1249 Williams Road.The broom he's using as a crutch has been ( Read more... )