DreamsDreamsDreams by BlackArachnis
Dreams... funny things... some say they are just memory fragments rearranged as they are stored, some say they are your imagination running wild while there are those saying they are a glimpse into alternate realities, the what ifs....the future... me, I think it`s all of the above mixed together and more... I cannot remember my mother's voice yet I know when she is speaking to me in my dreams. I recall siblings never born, powers never posessed, the odd sensation of surplus bones inside my arms, sharpened to slice through tungsten steel... yet I know I do not posess these, I am no more then a mere man... yet how can I quantify the fact my body has these odd pieces of knowledge inside me? I know how to use a sword, I never learned how to and movies are hardly a good source... or the fact I know what to look for in tracking, navigational skills my fellow sea scouts would've been jealous of yet seem perfectly natural to me... the odd sensations in the back of my head as I fly in a
Whisper's LogWhisper`s logWhisper's Log by BlackArachnis
cybertronian date 44612: I arrived on Sol III or Earth as the native inhabitants call it. I found this sleek vehicle and scanned it for my new alternate mode. the earthlings, or humans as they like to be called, call it a Honda S2000.don`t know what that stands for but I find it a stylish design. I landed the Defiance in an area called Santa Monica. wierd place really. I scan a lot of the humans being only partly organic. I`ll see what that is about tomorrow, I need a recharge.
cybertronian date 44621: been here nine days now and I ran into Rotorwing. old sonovaglitch hasn`t changed much since I last saw him. he didn`t reformat like me but he`s got a place in an area called the nevada desert. might look him up and see if he might have some jobs for me. I`m getting rather bored. in fact, I`m considering putting myself up for hire to humans. I`m pretty sure I can get some job to help me pay some bills... even here energon`s expensive. I hate having to get jobs just to keep
Turbo BoostedTURBO BOOSTED!Turbo Boosted by ShebaKoby
"Stunticons!" Megatron called out over the communications channel. Motormaster and the others ground to a halt to listen.
"Whaddaya want, Megatron?" Motormaster growled.
"I need you to do a job for me. There is a black Pontiac Trans Am hanging around the Autobots. I need you to capture it and bring it to me. UNDAMAGED. Do you understand?"
"Awww undamaged? Where's the fun in that?" Motormaster groaned.
"Let me put this in terms you can understand. If that car is NOT in one piece when you bring it to me, you will find yourselves in exactly the same condition when I'm through with you!" Megatron snapped.
"Alright, alright," Motormaster sighed.
"Excellent. Megatron out."
"I wonder what he wants with an Earth car," Deadend mused.
"Maybe he wants to make another one of us!" Wildrider exclaimed excitedly.
"Don't remind me that we're made of Earth scrap," Deadend retorted.
"Alright you two, break it up!" Motormaster ordered, "Stunticons,