#incommodum

[triggerhappyjerk]

Having grown accustomed to unknown signatures coming across his communications line, Crosshairs barely moved from his laid back position on the ground as he opened up the link. ::'Ello ya've reached Crosshairs. Who the hell are ya an' what do ya want?::

[humanprotoform-blog]

+ incommodum

Sari stared at the other mechs 'ears', suppressing the urge to snigger. "He-heh- Hello!" Yeah, it wasn't working. "Heh- sorry. I'm Sari! What's your name?"

[elitaxone-blog]

"I decided - Elita's too //formal//. Y'gotta help me think of a good nickname, or I'll start callin' ya Princess."

"Uhm…" she thought for a moment, head tilting to the side, "Hmm.. I guess if you want, you could call me… Ellie? Lita? Lili, uh, I don’t know.." her face plate heated somewhat in embarrassment, not really all that sure about nicknames.

[longarmprime]

incommodum has found you

Longarm shifts a bit on his berth. He heard the doors open and pede steps. "Hmm Jackie?" He sits up in his berth, yawning a little. 

[cybergroupie-blog]

I want to poke his head thingies

[jackofwheels]

incommodum started following you

Wheeljack stared at the other for a long moment. Parts of him looked very familiar though at the same time he looked very different. "Hello there?" he finally greeted. 

[elitaxone-blog]

>> incommodum

incommodum

To say she was utterly and completely in the dark was, well, accurate. She'd found refuge in a cave during one of the darkening nights, leaving the now disintegrated pod that she'd escaped from to continue to quickly wither into nothing. The only thing she had of her past gone within moments, and even then it hadn't finished its repair on her, leaving her wounded and still leaking energon. It wasn't a hard trail to follow, she was sure somehow something or someone would find her.

She had woken in a panic, not knowing why, really. Something deeply twisted inside of her when she'd come to, and every time she tried to recharge she could hear random snippets and sounds that would make her jerk awake. She needed rest desperately, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. She was achey and tired and she hurt so badly in places she wasn't sure that could hurt. What had happened to her? Why was she so wounded?

She let out a few coughs, ignorant of the light blue energon that trickled from the corner of her mouth as she pulled her way forward and to the entryway of the cave, peering out at the gray, darkened sky and the very little tree coverage that gave any sort of camouflage for her to hide in, not sure what she was hiding from exactly, she just knew she needed to hide.

[mamadarby-blog]

incommodum replied to your post:// Do any mutuals want a starter or anything on...

[ j-just because you complimented me d-doesn’t mean I like you or anything, baka! I’m sure you’d be a great Jackie, so please don’t go after him just because of me gosh! But if you chose bulkhead we could BROMANCE ]

// Guys this is the Wheeljack I was talking about. You all should follow them immediately and give them as much love and attention as possible. Even though they're probably dead-bot-walking needing sleep again. I love our rp's on Airachnid and I can't wait to pester you on Elita, too.

Hahaaa, Bulkhead is starting to weigh in my favor just because there's not a lot of them around that's active I've noticed. I'm actually really surprised, I would have thought I'd have seen one at some point with all of the people that I follow!