#sparkofahero

[thefastestbot]

“!!!” /sparkofahero

Hotshot blinked his optics opened and he slowly turned his helm to the side to see just who had stumbled across him. His frame was battered and dented. There were scrapes and bleeding gashes. The worse of the wounds were a large gash going across his side, bleeding energon profusely.

[autobot-scout-riella]

@sparkofahero (continued from X)

Cliffjumper raised an optic ridge at the smaller femmes comment, he was a bit surprised at her comment at first, before he grinned and a laugh escaped his voicebox.

“I’m not the mech with the most junk in the trunk- Can I get the fine lady a drink? What’s your poison?” He asked with a grin.

“Oh, I’ve still got some.” Riella held up her half-finished drink with a nod toward the barstool next to her. “But have a seat and I’ll take you up on that offer when I’m done with this. So, your mech ever get over his offense, or did you strike out for good with him?”

[autobot-scout-riella]

❝ I did offer him stupendous work of a titty nature, and he got offended. ❞

/ @sparkofahero

The Locked Tomb Starters | Accepting

"Well, there's your problem right there. Maybe he's an aft mech."

Commenting on other people's conversations in a public bar? Don't mind her.

[theautobotscout]

21. /sparkofahero

@sparkofahero

21. Stabbing a body repeatedly.

Bee was shaking as he kept stabbing the dark energon possessed frame. It was washing back hurried memories from the war, of the hordes of reanimated bots snarling and crawling towards him.

[sparkofahero]

I just need to sit-what do ya mean I’m already laying down?

“It’s fine. Just stay down for a moment, kay? You’re pumped out.” Cliff assured him calmly.

[sparkofahero]

Whisper.

“You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

[normality-among-inconsistency]

Whould you?

Contrary to popular belief, solar converted energon was not as perfect as most would lead you to believe. It required additives to give the consumer the full nutritional value as mined energon, and if the additives were added wrong... Well, the crew now had a splatter of what used to be emerging now cemented in the sorage bay where the converters out put rested.

While Westdawn and Skyfall saught a way to clean the mess and fix the converters additive valves, Torque and Domino had been sent to try and find any surface energon left. Thanks to their heritage, they had been able to conect to Decepticon communications and had a few mines to pick from. They split up from there to cover the most ground.

As Torque worked, he didn't understand why this mine wasn't in use. The energon was just a few inches in the walls by who had the sensors say, and he was sure it was fairly full! So what was keeping the Decepticons from it? As he pulled the emerging crystal out he had his guess.

"This isn't fragging energon!" he huffed, "it's the wrong color."

[sparkofahero]

🍷

“Eyyyy Bee, my man!C'mere! When did you grow an extra set of doors? Get your helm ready to get noogied!”