A nondescript Junkion warrior (well, Wreck-Gar, but they're all pretty much nondescript junk-bots anyway) is foraging through ancient piles of technological trash, alternating between muttering nonsensically to himself and humming an old Stan Bush tune that he last heard while watching "Boogie Nights."  Catching a glimpse of something he wants, he ( Read more... )

"...Ow." Ratchet rolled onto his side, watched familiar moons rising above the lip of the crater. "Well... at least I'm home, I think."

It had been a few Earth-years that he'd been out of circulation, but he'd bought his pass back home - purging a lot of excess baggage along the way. Unfortunately, his method of travel had made the space bridge look ( Read more... )

((Well, you did say anybody with a TF character... and I'm finding out that I have to be more aggressive getting my character out there so people know I'm alive... commenting occasionally in the Nexus isn't helping much.  So, um, hi.  *waves semi-shyly*))

From out of the metallic plains beyond the city (odd... nothing out there is very interesting ( Read more... )

--hit, Tracks! LOOK OUT ( Read more... )

*With all the people willing to fuss over Roddy-chan, it's a bit of a conundrum how he managed to wander all the way out here all by his lonesome. The crystal held tightly in his fist might have had something to do with it, but for now at least Roddy hardly seems aware of his presence. He's looking around with big, huge chibi-optics of cuteness ( Read more... )

*Scourge rumbles through one of the more... desolate areas of Cybertron Prime's incarnation of Iacon, in vehicle mode. He stops, transforming into robot mode, his trailer converting into assault mode behind him. Scourge gets up, and walks over to it, opening one of its access ports and inserting a device ( Read more... )

*Pyro emerges from a stable portal on the outskirts of Iacon. He's been here before, but it was a while ago, and he spent a moment looking over the changes before speaking.*

Anyone else think an official Bar of Cybertron is a good idea?

A small, nondescript, and unpowered door in a corner of an alleyway somewhere was pushed open by a clawed hand. Terrorsaur shifted the weight of the box of salvaged scrap metal he was carrying before he stepped through the doorway... and promptly collided with a support beam he didn't expect to be there ( Read more... )

There he is. Sitting in front of 3 monitors, keying and wading through third party reports and the occasional data on some small "incident" at Kaon ( Read more... )

*Faster-than-light travel is an interesting thing. If you exceed lightspeed in real space - which Unicron-built astro engines are capable of - it's possible to get to your destination faster than your own image can reach the eye of an observer. The science involved is better not even contemplated by anyone not designed with the necessary processing ( Read more... )