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16th-Mar-2013 11:23 am - Meow (Re)Mix
WHO: Barricade and you
WHERE: Solus Prime and Alpha Trion's quadrants, and the Junk Pile
WHEN: Backdated and forward-dated a couple days from now
WHAT: A certain fuzzy feline is getting the lay of the land from a much shorter perspective.
WARNINGS: n/a, will update if necessary

Skids - or the thing that had been Skids - had been chasing him around the Junk Pile until something happened that Barricade just couldn't sort out. Not for a while, anyway, until he was able to get a look at himself. Not human, so...

Wait. Fur? Oh scrap.

The Junk Pile )

Solus's Quadrant )

Alpha Trion's Quadrant )
namesnotprowl: ((Other) Barrikitty)
13th-Mar-2013 02:22 am - Dinobots ain't got NOTHIN'
WHO: Frenzilla + OPEN
WHERE: All around the Haven, doot doot.
WHEN: Shortly after the "virus" was set loose. Open from today, the 13th, and closing on the 19th. Feel free to drop in at any point in that time frame. uvu
WHAT: Frenzilla is out and about and causin' trouble, as usual. Come on by if you want to fight him or help him or just attempt to give him belly rubs. If you dare.
WARNINGS: In case there is fighting, mostly just violence.

Notes! Read first, please )

now the party don't start til i [insert godzilla's signature battle cry] )
rednotbluethx: DOESN'T MATTER HAHA (frenzilla: happy!)
22nd-Feb-2013 08:15 am - A formal dance.
WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: The Atrium, Haven's Hub.
WHEN: Today! The dance will go on from the late afternoon until the early hours of the morning.
WHAT: Have your top hat and cane? This is a formal ball. The origination is a drunken Vandal and battle-worn Saber.
WARNINGS: Could be anything from bar fights to drunken swearing to people tripping over their own feet or people making out in a corner.

Details inside! Please read! )

SHORTCUTS TO THE SUB-FORUMS:
Reception Area
Dance Floor
Lounging Areas
Bar
Walls
pendragon: (Default)
26th-Dec-2012 11:59 am - [Open]
Who: Albert/004 and whoever finds him
Where: Alpha Trion's quadrant, the graveyard
When: The day after Christmas
What: Albert pays his respects
Warnings: Just the usual Albert depressiveness

All I want for Christmas is you... )
tearsofsteel: (Need to recharge)
WHO: Anyone and Everyone!
WHERE: Around various parts of Haven
WHEN: From now until what counts as 'New Years' for Cybertron (New Years Day for us?)
WHAT: Tree Decorating!
WARNINGS: Infinite cute and maybe tree eating

Well, Kay and Elita had done it. It took awhile, and surprisingly, all in one night, but they'd been able to grab branches from the large crystal trees that the pink robot had grown, and placed them all around Haven. Where, specifically? Outside the temples! Really, surprised no one noticed it.  But to those who walk out of the them, they'll now notice a tree on either their right or left, empty, glittering, and with a note.

Click to see note )

What could this mean? What's this? There's trees everywhere! What's this? And depending on what your alignment is/where you live, you'll get a different tree. 

(ooc: I'll be putting comments up for each quadrant's tree. Comment under whichever one you'd like to react to/decorate/chat with people under. It's a huge mingle thread! Also, don't forget to put your tag in the log!
littlecrowgirl: (Default)
23rd-Nov-2012 08:09 pm - Get a Move On
WHO: Hot Rod ([personal profile] young_upstart) and OPEN!
WHERE: Around central Haven
WHEN NOW
WHAT: No matter what they say, can't keep the madness at bay
WARNINGS: Potential violence?
And when the world won't work, You're feeling like a jerk )
young_upstart: (roll out)
WHO: Frenzy, Whirl
WHERE: Just outside the junkpile; not actually in it, though.
WHEN Not long after this conversation, I imagine.
WHAT: Hey, Whirl said he wanted someone to kill him, and Frenzy offered. He makes good on his offers.
WARNINGS: I have no idea if this will result in anything heavy-duty when it comes to fighting, but let's put a general violence warning tag, just in case.

mortal kombat (◉‿◉) )
rednotbluethx: ty to galaxia for the screencap! (I'M AN ICKY ELF)
11th-Sep-2012 12:37 am - EVERYBODY RUN
WHO: DW!Starscream and OPEN
WHERE: All around outside, going from place to place.
WHEN Right after the event starts and he manages to make it out of Megatronus' temple.
WHAT: Giant Starscream.
WARNINGS: ... Giant Starscream?

he's still not as big as his own ego )
aerospacecommander: (starscream 227)
30th-Aug-2012 11:08 pm - world's smallest ninja [OPEN]
WHO: Kagerou + YOU.
WHERE: All over the medbay, possibly outside of it.
WHEN Shortly after his AI is transferred to the small body.
WHAT: While his engine is replaced and upgraded, Kagerou's AI has been placed into a small vessel. A tiny version of his own body. And starts to wander.
WARNINGS: None!
NOTE: Totally open. Feel free to find the little guy wandering anywhere in the vicinity of the medbay.

Read more... )
thxforthememories: (STOP SAYING WORDS.)
13th-Aug-2012 08:46 pm - Just Like Home (open)
WHO: Wreck-Gar and whoever comes his way
WHERE: The Junkpile
WHEN Sometime after Wreck-Gar learned of the Junkpile from Soundwave
WHAT: Wreck-Gar explores the Junkpile.
WARNINGS: Wreck-Gar remains as moderately comprehensible as ever when talking.


Cybertron. It was not Wreck-Gar's, and even if it were, it was not his world in the first place. Blaster's cassette Rewind had once theorized that the Junkions, along with some of the other robot-races of the galaxy, were descended from Cybertronians who had left the planet during its numerous Great Wars. Wreck-Gar, though, had never been much for reruns, and only occasionally appreciated a retrospective, and had opted not to give much thought to the matter. He was content to be an ally to Rodimus Prime and his Autobots, when it did not distract from his responsibilities to his people. He owed them much, for helping the Junkions step into the future and opening vast trade routes that had made them a very rich people indeed.

This, however, was not that Cybertron. And Wreck-Gar was utterly uncertain of his place here. His people needed him, and he missed his friends, and his main squeeze, Nancy. But most of all, he missed his home, the Planet of Junk. The massive fields of junk, as far as the eye could see, the vast sorting machines, the soft crunch of compacted metal and plastics under his feet, the warm glow of televisions scavenged from the junk and loving restored to functional condition, the gentle hum of the planetary power sources.

But here, in the Junkpile... this felt like familiar territory. He walked through it, looking this way and that, pausing once and a while to dig into a pile and pull something out, sometimes tossing it away, sometimes letting the junk just run through his fingers.

"Ooooh, Luuuucy," he said, to no one in particular, "I'm hoooOOOoome."
idle_time: (Default)
WHO: Soundwave & YOU
WHERE: Junkpile/Outside in general
WHEN Not too long after Soundwave has an accident with Wing.
WHAT: Feeling like a terrible person, Soundwave checks out early from the Medbay.
WARNINGS: Robo-angst, can't be helped.

as long as you can walk you can carry on )
inferiordude: (time to be heroic!)
Who: Whirl and OPEN so...uh..hopefully someone?
What: Whirl's been shot in the ass. And IS an ass so he refused to get help. From the guy who shot him in the ass. Go figure.
Where: The Junk Pile
When: nowish
Warnings: WHIRL.

Legitimately, Whirl can't even get that upset by events. Uh, not because he has a conscience or anything and thinks/realizes he actually brought the whole thing on himself by snatching Vandal (she totally deserved it because she lied about the acid), but because, yeah, well, this is how Whirl's life works.

Suck. Everything goes to suck.

Not being able to fly sucks.  But worse than that? The pain is getting boring. Limping got boring a few cycles ago.

He's limping his way across the junk pile, a trail of energon turning clotty on the ground behind him.  Easy to track, and for a klik it had bugged him, but whatever. Even being hunted down and killed would be less boring.
 

((OOC: any sort of contact is welcome--want to stumble across and harass? Want to actually help? Want to comm him? It's all good!))
whirlybird_of_prey: (allow me to menace you)
4th-Aug-2012 06:38 pm - Tick Tock BANG!
WHO: Whirl, Perceptor and the local Yellow Hat.
WHERE: The Medibayyyyish? Outside the Medbay.
WHEN: Nowwwwwwwwww?
WHAT: Whirl decides to take Vandal for an uninvited ride. Perceptor shoots him.
WARNINGS: Whirl. Vandal. Vandal, Vandal, Vandal.

Well that went well. )
vandalization: (Default)
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