[Oh ho, what's this? It's a video of a random hallway in a fairly-expensive and upper-level apartment complex.

And there's an angry yellow 'Bot standing in front of one of the doorways to an apartment. Pounding on it.]

Hey! Perceptor! Drift! One of you! Open the door![He struggles with it for a few more moments, jabbing at the entry ( Read more... )

[You hear this, Axiom? This is the sound of a very angry individual. One who doesn't seem to have an ID number... And the voice isn't immediately familiar. There's something decidedly off about it.]

This is scrap! This is -- This isn't happening! You hear me!

This isn't happening. Just some really bad energon trip or something ( Read more... )

[It's sort of hard to tell what's going on. It just looks like a big yellow blur bouncing around the screen. An angry yellow blur, judging from the sheer amount of obscenities being shouted at an unseen individual.]

Get back here! That's my last credit you--Bring it back and I'll kill you quickly![He finally stops -- for whatever reason, maybe ( Read more... )

Okay. It's been fun. But I'm getting really tired of having my funds frozen.

[And trying to scrounge up enough energon to function. But he won't say that - he's having issues enough admitting defeat.]

So, whoever you are? Hand over the stupid bolt. I'll stick it on my rifle, problem solved, no one has to talk about it.

Deal?

I really don't see what the big deal is. It's not like these things are a challenge --

[The sounds of gunfire flood the comm - accompanied by a faint moaning from the undead.]

-- Just easy target practice!

[More gunfire. A victorious shout.]

Are some of you really having problems with these? That's just sa ( Read more... )

[The feed cuts in to indistinct background noise. Someone is speaking, but what they're saying is too difficult to make out. And with no ID tag, who's to say what's going on... At least until someone more recognizable speaks up.]

What do you mean you can't access my account? It exists, doesn't it? Pull it up ( Read more... )

[Good evening Axiom Nexus! Do you know where your Fin-Head has been lately? He sure doesn't. Of course, without the ID log on this post, how do you know it's really him? You could recognize his voice, though, as it's coming in loud, clear, and hopelessly confused.]

This someone's idea of a joke? If it is, it's seriously stupid. I swear I was in ( Read more... )

. . .

Need a ride. At the arena. Don't ask questions.

[After getting his aft whipped and preliminary repairs completed, 'Streaker has made the executive decision to ignore the arena medics and bum a ride home. So very, very backdated.]

[My, isn't someone looking shiny? In fact, someone looks like they've spent the last few days getting washed and waxed. This would probably be true. someone is also sort of... strutting, turning occasionally to view his bodywork with appreciation ( Read more... )

[In what may be a usual state of mind, the speaker is just seething.]

Perceptor... I can't believe I'm saying this ...

Where's your place? Mine... suddenly developed a pest problem.

((ooc: Backdated to this, and I'm done spamming the comm, I swear.))