fpr Soundwave
In the Past...
the younger Barricades wheels squealed as he shot around the corner, like hell was on his aft. and it was, in away. he had, somehow, managed to piss of a group of older warriors. now they where out for his blood, so to speak.
he spun around the corner, narrowly missing others, weaving until he lost them.
but fortune was not on his side, and he carren into another bot. looking up, the car mode, cursed. of all mechs, it had to be Him.
the new comms officer. with another curse, he speed away, rather NOT sticking around for disciplinary actions. instead, he headed into a maze of old buildings.
the younger Barricades wheels squealed as he shot around the corner, like hell was on his aft. and it was, in away. he had, somehow, managed to piss of a group of older warriors. now they where out for his blood, so to speak.
he spun around the corner, narrowly missing others, weaving until he lost them.
but fortune was not on his side, and he carren into another bot. looking up, the car mode, cursed. of all mechs, it had to be Him.
the new comms officer. with another curse, he speed away, rather NOT sticking around for disciplinary actions. instead, he headed into a maze of old buildings.