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.
Megatron turned his attention from Breakdown to Sparkplug as she spoke. He gave a faint nod of his head, granting permission, although none was really needed here, he had already given such earlier. He turned his attention back to Breakdown, and then Flamesnort again for a moment, before turning, and continuing his way back among the tunnels of the hidden outpost. Breakdown’s response was pleasing to the Warlord – revenge was what the mech should be desiring right now. Pure and simple revenge.
Megatron vanished within the deeps of the outpost.
Post by Breakdown on Sept 17, 2020 18:47:26 GMT -5
Breakdown withheld his relief when Megatron turned his sights from him and went to Sparkplug instead. Their warlord seemed to be satisfied with his response to the question given the now relaxed attitude he had about him without so much as a scold. He listened to what was being said as much as he could, considering he was looking for a way to exit from it since it seemed that the conversation had shifted away from him.
When Megatron turned his sights back his way, the bruiser stood there and briefly met the gaze with his single optic. It seemed their leader had the same idea about seeing to other obligations by the look of it. Without making a big deal of it, Breakdown briefly bowed his helm in respect and kept his gaze to the floor as the taller mech made his way off.
Cursed to the Pits, what had he gotten himself into now?