Decepticon Headquarters

Dead Air (OPEN)

feeds@yuku.com (White Noise and Float) — Wed, 16 Sep 2009 00:03:06 GMT

DHQ, March 15^th, 12:01 AM

Generally, the smaller the margin of difference between an acceptable risk and one that simply shouldn't be taken, the more likely the scientist known as White Noise was to err on the side of...

From a Clear Sky [Open, Decepticons Only, ALL DECEPTICONS]

feeds@yuku.com (Blindsight) — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 14:01:31 GMT

March 1^st, Late Night

Cycles of light and dark determine the activity levels of any and all living beings. Blindsight's soldiers were no different, and though the Reaper himself, being blind, had never been a slave to the same situation, he understood it. It was possible, he knew, for him to press them into working shifts according to Cybertronian...

A wolf's howl.

feeds@yuku.com (DirtWolf) — Fri, 31 Jul 2009 19:35:39 GMT

Dusk - three days after planet fall - lookout overlooking Tranquility.

A quick sniff told DirtWolf this place was a well used location for the Autobots. It stunk of Autobot, in fact, as did this entire town. "Smelly things." He thought, giving a snort of air out his intakes. He smirked as he made his way over to the large tree near the edge of the cliff. "Oh well. This place could use a makeover anyway, me thinks."

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Doctor, Doctor, Give Me The News (Medbay, Open)

feeds@yuku.com (Dictator of Spiffiness) — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 11:02:34 GMT

Sparkshield rather liked the medbay. It was quiet, relatively peaceful, and given how many avoided it, a good place to get a few minutes to herself while she did the more mundane work, like reports and inventories. But, it was time to start dragging people in, so she was moving around the room, making sure that everything was ready and on hand. They were going to be nervous as it was, the last thing she wanted to have to do was stop exams to root around for needed...

Nothing Wrong With Me (Proxy, Blindsight, openish)

feeds@yuku.com (Proxy) — Thu, 28 May 2009 21:17:38 GMT

Time was a constant, annoying companion. Proxy pondered what it would be like to find the hourglass that ticked out fate and smashed it to bits. Would the universe stop? Would time cease? Would they all be stuck in a limbo, non-moving and static for the rest of their non-time? That thought, instead of horrifying him, amused him as much he could be amused.

He'd found his way away from the...

For the Heart I once Had (Proxy, whoever. Open to all 8D......Cons)

feeds@yuku.com (Rumi aka Pen) — Thu, 05 Mar 2009 22:26:35 GMT

Could have said I was a messenger. Would have spent all of my time freely roaming about, just another grunt. But nope. Had to get ambitious and say the magic words. "Engineer." "Scientist." "Architect." Big Ugly had practically overloaded on that. …That thought put a stagger in his step. Ew…of all the Cons here, he just had to accidentally ponder the boss in overl- New topic before I jump off of the nearest...

(ALL CONS WELCOME) It Is Time.

feeds@yuku.com (Blindsight) — Sun, 01 Feb 2009 13:15:42 GMT

((OOC: After a year and a half, consider the DHQ fully reinforced against nothing short of a bunker-buster. Brig and medbay are below ground, and patrols are run both on ground and on the air 24/7. If your boy/girl is in the brig for not helping the communal effort, there is a communication blackout courtesy of White Noise in that area and weapons/transformation have been disabled by any of the available medics once they were done picking up...