We are a literate, intermediate to advanced AU Transformers RPG Based off of the first season of TFP with dashes of other incarnations sprinkled here or there. Characters from any continuity are welcome however must be restyled to match the TFPrime universe.
Active, with ongoing plotlines, we are always willing to integrate new characters into storylines once incorporated into the setting.
Bumblebee didn’t nee to ask permission, after that, to take seat on the berth next to his friend and wrap an arm and an EMF around her. He was scared. He was scared for her because he remembered what it was to lose everyone one. He dreaded the empty clench in the spark, that feverish desperation and the nightmare quality the world took on when you realized the horror of the universe devoid of those you loved. It was a hole in reality and a hole in your spark and Bee, try as he might, could not get close enough to Shadowrunner to do anything about the damage Barricade had dealt her.
But he tried anyway, chirp-whirring softly, getting her (eventually) to lie down and while he finished the patch on her chest. It was slow work, careful and too intimate now with the coloring of grief between then now. When that was done, he settled down next to her with his frequencies open, humming a low constant engine idle pitch just to let her know he was still there. In that manner, the two muscle cars drifted into recharge, tangled close, each coaxed into oblivion by the lullaby of living clockwork rising softly from the other.