#botofstorms

[carestoomvch-blog]

"Medic bot! How you be doing today?"

☣--;;    “Been better. Why? What’d you do?”

[chosenmonarch]

"You say you are the screechy bird, but you don't look like him..."

“Don’t call me screechy bird. Tsk. And different universe. Alternate version of myself.”

[thisbotisonfire-blog]

✚

Of course he caused a ruckus for a moment out there. He wanted in, he didn’t care if visiting hours were over. No sir, he wanted to remain by his side through the whole process! There was no way these medics could possibly keep the twins apart.

Even if he managed to hold himself back from fighting them, or even using his fire, he would always find other methods. Trying to run past them, staying in the lobby, everything. This bot wasn’t going to leave the facility at all. Finally they decided to allow the eldest twin to enter Jetstorm’s room, only under the condition that he wouldn’t disturb him or any other patient at this hour. Jetfire agreed of course and rushed his way to where they kept his brother.

“Jetstorm?” He whispered, looking around the dark room before he entered, “Brother, are you awake..?”

[mouthfulofsnark]

"No, it's no work day -- yeah I checked..." The Autobot flier mumbled this in his sleep, turning over to lay on his back, mouth agape.

【 ⊕ 】 — 「Blue optics lifted from the weapon he’d been tearing down, swirling to focus on the mumbling kid, and the paratrooper squinted at him soon after. If Cross couldn’t recharge, then what gave this blue gremlin the right?

        Without a word, he stretched out his left leg and purposely booted the youngling’s shoulder.」

[ascrazyastheysay]

"Stop there Blitzbrain!" Jetstorm was already on edge facing the triple changer alone, and with no response from his brother, he was without backup. Still, that wasn't going to stop him from getting in the 'Con's way, looking mighty determined.

“OOHHOO The Autobots have finally learned how to fly!”

“JUST IN TIME FOR ME TO CLIP YOUR WINGS!”

[deceitfulcharmer]

botofstorms:

Megatron’s cell, naturally, was kept at the deepest part of the brig where the priority one Decepticons were held, and if they had gotten any leads on him lately, Shockwave would be here too. Some of the Decepticon’s muscle was here too, but they were located in different wings. For now Jetstorm was focused on getting to one cell only.

The guards out front saluted Jetstorm and asked him what was happening outside. “Decepticon troopers. Most likely here for him.” Jetstorm gestured to the heavily armored doors. “If we get surged like that again we need backup. You two go to emergency generator and ready them. Rest of you with me.”

The lower ranking Autobots took off like a shot and not a moment after their departure the power went out.

⊰ ✶ ⊱ —— The glow of Megatron’s optics grew brighter as he grinned when the power went out again and, despite his arm still being in a state of almost complete disrepair, he began to charge against the wall in an attempt to break through.

Oh, what he would give to have his fusion cannon right now.

He snarled at the pain racing through his circuits but continued in his efforts to escape while the opportunity presented itself, determined to lead his forces once again.

[themightymiko]

With his semi-day off granted Jetstorm was more than happy to be out of the Guard's HQ. Maybe he'd go to the arcade and destroy any high scores that were placed there during his absence. As he crossed the street he saw an unfamiliar flier also crossing the street, who was rudely tripped. Moving faster than he could think, he caught her before she hit the ground, accidentally dipping her. A couple laughed and asked when was the wedding, Jetstorm's faceplate heating up in embaressment.

➤Ⅱ Miko hadn’t been expecting the trip, needless to say-- so she was grateful someone had been there to break her fall. Only, they’d done it in a super embarrassing way. Perfect. 

Huffing, Miko quickly righted herself and crossed her arms over her chest, casting a side glance downward in annoyance and hoping her face wasn’t turning as red as his was.

“Ah-- thanks.” She mumbled, though she didn’t sound particularly grateful. Must have been the embarrassment talking.

[deceitfulcharmer]

Jetstorm flew as fast as he could to the brig, and even when he was there he didn't stop running. Some 'Cons on the outside were going to try to free their leader and already they had caused a major blackout, but they got the power back on as soon as it started. If they could get the power online then that was trouble. His mission? Meet up with his brother outside of Megatron's cell and await further orders. If the power went out again, don't let him escape!

⊰ ✶ ⊱ —— Megatron shifted slightly when the power went out momentarily, stretching out joints that had almost seized up from lack of use. He had been waiting longer than he cared to remember for this moment to come.

Though currently without weapons, he was certain he would be able to overpower a majority of the Autobots around the Stockade, or at least be provided with some by those who were causing this disruption – a disruption he was certain would occur again.