╬ [Video] :: Location - The Hub

[young_upstart]

Okay, so I'm still a little...weirded out about this whole thing. I got that it's been at least several months or something since I was last here, and my last visit wasn't all that great, from what I'm remembering.

[Getting crushed with a giant hammer? Yeah, not a pleasant memory.]

Anyway, if anyone cares, I've got one of them glyph things now so I don't think I'll be losing it this time around- I hope, anyway.

[He taps a finger on his arm where the white insignia is, standing out against his more vivid color scheme.]

Oh yeah. By the way, the name's Hot Rod- not Rodimus or Rodimus Prime or whatever other fancy version there is out there. I doubt I'll hear the end of it, but a bot can try, right?

[Pausing for a moment, there's some slight hesitation before he finally continues.]

Um. I heard Ultra Magnus wasn't around any more. I think a couple of other guys from my...world, were around though, the last time I checked. Springer? And the...aw scrap, what was the name again...- well he kinda talked weird but yeah- if you guys are still around, I'd appreciate hearing from you.

[Video | Junk Pile]

[imnotyours]

[Yep. Lyra's been hanging out in the junk pile. And by hanging out, when she tells people that, she really means camping out there because the temple reminds her too much of being with Mrs. Coulter.

So, yeah, it's really just not comfortable being there.

She's got herself a pretty nice little place established, though it's not really that great for a kid and her daemon, but she's stubborn.

Right now though..]

It ain't real easy to find food people can eat around here. So, um, anyone know where I can get some stuff to bring back to camp?

[Arms crossed, she acts all cool and collected as she asks but she's really hungry at this point.

So much so that it's showing in Pan who's curled up in her arms as a rabbit looking quite down trodden.]

[Accidental Video] Restless Nights

[needlefingers]

[The sound of soft snoring is heard before the feed flickers on, exposing the two mechs sleeping peacefully together. Chromedome is flat on his back on their berth, and Rewind is sprawled out on his chest with Chromedome’s arm wrapped protectively around him. For several minutes, nothing really happens. It’s just two partners sleeping together. Chromedome stirs suddenly, his head suddenly twitching from side to side and his grip on Rewind tightening. He mutters something about the needles and sighs.

The tight grip on Rewind causes the smaller bot to awaken, his attention immediately turning towards his partner. Bad dreams from Chromedome were nothing new--it’s just each time they changed on what they were about. This one, however, was obvious. Giving a little sigh himself, the smaller bot reaches a hand up, running it along the side of Chromedome’s helm in an attempt to calm him.]

Hey...it’s okay...

[There was no point in Rewind trying to sleep anymore. Whenever these happened, he took up ‘guard duty’, making sure the larger bot stayed peaceful through the night. Thankfully, his presence always helped.

After a few more seconds of restlessness, Chromedome finally relaxes and falls silent again. There's something about the smaller bot that always calms him down, even when he's not awake.]

[Accidental Video]

[wheeljackofalltrades]

 [It'd been a month since Magnus left.

The commander had been gone that long before, and Wheeljack almost expected the same this time around.  So...when that time rolled around, and still no Magnus after constantly searching the feed...

It was time to call it quits.

The feed opens up to show a room-...or what's left of one. The walls are cracked, scorched, bent, or indented in some places, although that seems to be the most of the damage. The berth is relatively untouched, and any of Miko's and Bulkhead's belongings are actually safe from damage. Wheeljack's own stuff? a different story. Only one thing of Wheeljack's was left untouched--the sword Blurr gave him--which was put under the bed weeks prior.

Sounds like someone had a tantrum, and it shows, with Wheeljack standing in the center of the room, panting heavily from all the lashing out...at the wall.

...Do you feel better now, princess?]

Ngh...

[He slumps against the wall, sinking to the ground and curling up.  

...Just like old times.]