#theconsconstructioncrew

[officer-sarcasm]

To: the-cons-construction-crew From: Prowl Subject: Greetings

  Your signature fully displays that you are indeed Decepticon. It has been noted as such, though there will be no tracking done for your current location. Designation is not required unless you feel the need to provide it. Good day.

[cool-and-collective]

+the-cons-construction-crew

    //I'm going to take a wild guess and say you aren't a friendly. None of you. So... that raises the question of just what you want -- enemies don't just show up on the datanet to b-f-f around with us.//

[twomutesplusone]

the-cons-construction-crew entered the orbital network

UltraViolet paused and blinked, 'staring' at the group. That's a lot of potential dangers at once and she doesn't like it. She stared scanning the other cons, nudging an excited Orbit behind her.

" Hi!" He squeaked. " I'm Orbit! This is my boss UltraViolet!"

[jackofwheels]

the-cons-construction-crew started following you

Constucticons were never good news, especially if someone was all by themselves like Wheeljack was. "Slag," he murmured taking several steps back hoping he hadn't been seen. 

[sorrowfullifeform]

the-cons-construction-crew got stuck on the web.

Five spark signals.

Five.

All Decepticon.

Ugh! They must be an operation team, Blackarachnia thought, visibly alarmed. Hopefully they would be after somebody else and not her but, considering her luck, it was hard to believe that.

::Who are you?:: she demanded to know through the comm after clicking randomly to one of the five signals.