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.
The idea of energon sounded like a good one. It also reminded Wheeljack of some plans he had flitting round loosely in his processor about high grade and a still because he really could do with getting blitzed right not and forgetting all the problems he'd just dug up. But that was probably something to look into later. For now, he was grateful for Fort Max's quiet company.
"Cube sounds good," Wheeljack said. He felt restless, like suddenly the Omega base was too small. No, the whole Earth was too small. Wheeljack wanted the entire expanse of deep space spread out in front of him, so that he could go wherever he wanted to go. Visit any star, any planet Wheeljack felt like. But-
"Think I might go for a drive later," he mused. Clear his processor. Find a secluded spot. Blow slag up. He'd ask Miko if she wanted to come with. As much as he wanted to go back to the Jackhammer and just fly some place -any place- it would only attract unwanted attention.
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Maximus gave the Wrecker a knowing look, but did not comment further. He was perhaps the last mech of all of them to dig into the troubles of any bot on the base, especially if that bot preferred not to speak of them.
A shadow passed across his optics at the mention of a drive. But he nodded, his expression calm.
"Best way to clear your head," he said. "Or so I hear. In the meantime, come on."
With a wave the big mech turned to the control room and gestured for him to follow.