*Prowl flattens himself lower to the ground and creeps forward as his team approaches a far larger knot of activity. Not only are the tank and motorcycle drones far more numerous in this area, there are also several horrifyingly familiar silhouettes moving amongst them ( Read more... )

Slowly, feeling returns to the old bot, stretching down his relays into his limbs as his systems break free of stasis and come fully online. Optic shutters opening, he winces and automatically raises one hand to block the light, cameras still struggling to adjust. A groan escapes him, the sound of his own voice almost foreign to him as he tries ( Read more... )

*As Prowl skids to a halt near the city's perimeter, he tranforms and ducks into one of the few surrounding buildings. Things had taken a MUCH greater turn for the worse, and he was feeling more than a little outnumbered ( Read more... )

Rattrap wakes with a start, jerking so abruptly that he falls out of chair. Chair? "D'aww no..." He gets to his hands and knees and takes a hasty glance around the Axalon's bridge. He'd be in trouble for falling asleep at his post. Fortunately, there doesn't seem to be anyone around to catch him at it. As he hauls himself up he debates whether ( Read more... )

Rattlelatch has left the communications room alone and isn't terribly surprised when he doesn't run into anyone else on the way to Teletraan-1. The fact actually makes him feel relieved. When he arrives at Teletraan he finds a SkySpy right where it belongs in its compartment. He sits on the floor with it and starts testing the circuitry. Once he' ( Read more... )

*As he crept deeper into Autobot City, Prowl began to get an increasing feeling of dread. The strange mechs he'd been following seemed largely oblivious to his presence, not that he intended to draw attention to himself. The two drones he had spotted earlier were headed toward the center of the city, so that was where he was headed as well ( Read more... )

*Prowl transformed as he rolled up to a hilltop overlooking Autobot City. Seeing half of his vision in ruins pained him beyond measure, but there was time for that later. Transforming into his wolf mode, he crept closer, or at least as much as a gigantic metal caning truly can creep ( Read more... )

*Sunstreaker left the control room and all the chaos inside, and headed down the hallway towards the medbay, determined to find out what exactly was up with Sideswipe and why the frag he wasnt answering his comm-link (he had no idea that Sideswipe had left the medbay and was possibly headed his way ( Read more... )

*Streetwise makes a quick exit of the Communications room with First And and Hound in his hands. He doesn't know what's gone on in the Med Bay, otherwise he might feel different about bringing two vulnerable former 'bots there.*

Hey, Ratch, you in here?

((Bringing disparate comm stuff up here, w00t.))

*Blaster tosses a salute to Streetwise then glances earnestly at Jazz.* We're gonna have to make do with what we got right now. You handle the incoming, I'm gonna get some order goin' on. *He puts his attention on the comms console and starts flicking switches, juggling lines again ( Read more... )