wfc-silverbolt:

Keep Movin’!: crackin-nuts: Not fair! /he scrambles to get out of the way. There…

crackin-nuts:

Not fair! /he scrambles to get out of the way. There were large pieces of scrap metal and destroyed bits of building littering the area making for perfect cover. Sprinting to a small mostly collapsed building close to him he ducked under the ruins out of sight. Though not…

-Silverbolt finally comes up to the hole in the wall.- Oh no, don’t tell me…

*Optimus is just laying on the floor, not really able to move. Had they gotten him to Ratchet already they’d see a large amount of processor activity going on. He could see what was happening but he could see his body on the ground as well. It was if he was following everything going on in the third person view.*

*Walks out of his quarters and proceeds to walk down the hallway.*

*He’s heading to get some energon when all of his systems just simultaneously shut down and he falls to the ground.*

frustratedcmo:

chunkybutnotmunky:

*He returns to the lower floor from whence he came. Once the lift reached the floor he, walks out, face stoic, and starts to walk down the hallway. That’s when he realizes he is no longer alone, turning to see Ratchet standing there. *

Ratchet.. How are the others?

The ones here: functioning without a hitch. I have received reports from other medics and the same status applies to those under their care. *Holds out one of the cubes of energon.* How are you?

*He takes the cube and the front plates of his battle mask come forward and separate to either side of his face as he sips the cubes contents.* I am… troubled, my friend…

*Takes a lift to one of the more damaged upper levels of the Autobot Base.*

*Once there he steps out and sits on one of the ledges. He looks at the view before him. Parts of the city are still glowing while others are dead with gray tinted bodies lying about and dried energon everywhere. He can’t even count the lost brothers on the battlefield, or even identify who is who because the bodies are so twisted and contorted beyond recognition.

No one else comes to the deserted upper levels. He is completely alone. And so, he bows his head, and lets the welled up coolant leak from his optics for the fallen. Whether they be Autobot or Decepticon, they were still a life lost. A life that could have had so much potential, ripped apart by this war. *

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blueberrycock asked: Do you secretly love Barricade? Admit it. YES.

I do not ‘secretly love’ Barricade. Why would you think that?

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toglory asked: (OOC, So....I am new to this. Been watching at a distance. I'd like to start some stuff but not sure how things have been going. Since we are both the leaders, figured we could coordinate something. I have no clue if many of the Cons are online and seems you guys are not doing too much either. Just seeing if we can get some things going.)

(OOC, I am new to this as well. But if you want to build a story we can discuss story ideas or just mini-plot ideas up until we have a full storyline we want to RP through. I don’t mind starting something.)

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frustratedcmo asked: Optimus, when you are free I would appreciate some time to discuss a matter with you.

What is it you would like to discuss?