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*The only sign that the Arachnicon is even there is a small hill of dirt on the ground. He lies patiently underground in wait, biding his time to see if this potential prey gets any closer.*

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insecticon-hardshell started following you
*The only sign that the Arachnicon is even there is a small hill of dirt on the ground. He lies patiently underground in wait, biding his time to see if this potential prey gets any closer.*
insecticon-hardshell started following you
Hello my name is Sir and I like to party.
insecticon-hardshell checked out
Ismene was currently curled up in a ball, the library in low power due to recent storms. She did not like the rains upon this planet, even though it was merely hydrogen and oxygen atoms bound to each other. The thunder was loud, reminding her of the bombings of Praxus. Shuddering softly, she tried to remain calm...
Everything has a Breaking Point ((RP starter for Insecticon-hardshell))
It had been stellar cycles since she had been out of that dark war ship and the sun felt wonderful against her petite frame. A call went out a little more than a kilk ago for a medic in one of the energon mines and with Knockout out Primus knows where, Skyblazer was the only qualified medical personnel available to go down, much to Megatron's dislike.
The femme paused at the entrance to the mine and took in a deep intake. For the first time in vorns, she had a sense of freedom and it felt like a fire was lit deep down in her spark.
Skyblazer gripped her kit before walking into the mine. "Hello?" She called out and her voice echoed down the cave walls.
// *sneaks into inbox* would you like to plan an rp .3. I have been meaning to ask but I got shy T.T
((*squeals* Of course! dfghjkghjadjgksjd I was too… ^^’ scrap it shyness! What you wanna RP about? :D ))
insecticon-hardshell stumbled
Anushka was careful to hide behind her partner, the old blind mech grumbling as he fumbled for some tools. It was about midday, and the duo had retreated to their cavern to get out of the rain. It irritated old Yuvel's plating, the blind mech complaining more than usual.
So the former mech operative took it upon himself to help spread some solvent in his joints, but paused when a new signal popped up outside...
insecticon-hardshell is a partner
Arcee's optics narrowed a fraction as she stared the Insecticon down, a sneer crossing her face plating. Last time she had checked the mech had been blown to pieces thanks to a well-placed missile from Miko. But it seemed that Decepticons had a bad habit of coming back from the dead more than Optimus did.
"Hardshell."
♒ insecticon-hardshell is sailing ♒
So yeah. Makeshift workshop set up in the caves what was she could do best. Machine parts were thrown here and there, basically the Atlantis of messes. She still had yet to find her favorite cleaning cloth. Nautica was busy in some engine parts, not hearing anyone trespassing into her workshop.