I'm Goin' Back to the Start [OPEN]
who ; Wee little Babycade and you
what ; So a giant robot steps into a teleporter and out he comes as a hatchling. Oops.
where ; Garden Zone 04 (Meadows and plains, forests, mid-range mountains)
when ; Now-ish
warning(s) ; Distressed tiny robots?
Barricade's been careful. He's been careful, slaggit. A minimal number of people know what he is - though one human seems to think he's something he's not. So, after making the necessary checks, he'd shifted out of vehicle mode to head for the Junkyard and scrounge up supplies.
One teleporter malfunction later, and Barricade tumbles out in a forest with a startled, undignified squeak. He gets up and shakes off before getting a good look around at... what. What is this.
This is not Cybertron, and where are the other hatchlings? Where's Starscream? Starscream is supposed to be watching them and he's not here and everything is green and-
The little mech manages to trip over his own feet and lands in a heap, one wing squashed under his slim gunmetal grey plating.
He blinks his fours optics, saying something in a ringing, vowel-heavy language. 'Starscream, I want to go home now.'
what ; So a giant robot steps into a teleporter and out he comes as a hatchling. Oops.
where ; Garden Zone 04 (Meadows and plains, forests, mid-range mountains)
when ; Now-ish
warning(s) ; Distressed tiny robots?
Barricade's been careful. He's been careful, slaggit. A minimal number of people know what he is - though one human seems to think he's something he's not. So, after making the necessary checks, he'd shifted out of vehicle mode to head for the Junkyard and scrounge up supplies.
One teleporter malfunction later, and Barricade tumbles out in a forest with a startled, undignified squeak. He gets up and shakes off before getting a good look around at... what. What is this.
This is not Cybertron, and where are the other hatchlings? Where's Starscream? Starscream is supposed to be watching them and he's not here and everything is green and-
The little mech manages to trip over his own feet and lands in a heap, one wing squashed under his slim gunmetal grey plating.
He blinks his fours optics, saying something in a ringing, vowel-heavy language. 'Starscream, I want to go home now.'