σptιmus primє wrote:Reyna | femme | autobot | scout | tags: open
Reyna had came back in from scouting and landed outside the base before walking in and saw DeathBringer leave. She had left in the first place because she was bored to death, and had nothing better to do. As she walked in she vented a long sigh, seeing no one in the main room and she searched around until she found a data pad and began reading, not really caring what it was.
Brainstorm | femme | Autobot | Scientist | Tags; Reyna
Brainstorm was obviously trying to show off. Wings held in a flashy pose and near prancing in her step. Reasoning? She had just finished up her new project, said project hoisted over her shoulder. It looked like a machine gun with an opening at the back end, though it wasn't clear what it did.
Clearly she was hoping someone would ask, as she entered the main room, and let out a disappointed noise when she realized there was only one other person in there.
Vos | mech | Decepticon | Sniper | tags; open
How long had Vos been out here? He had no clue. After the split, he was pretty much left for dead. Nobody wanted to take an ornery, sassy, mech that most people couldn't understand under their protection. And Earth was terrible, all of it was terrible. From the organic matter that constantly got caught in his seams to the little fleshlings that would try to snap his picture and post it on social media, calling him "cryptid"? He wasn't sure what the word meant, it had no Primal translation. He didn't like it though, hissing and screeching at them and smashing their electronic devices so they couldn't flash at him anymore.
He. Hated. Earth.
The only flesh creatures that he had found community with was felines, and he had learned some things through them just by following them around. For example; the best places to hide were around trees. Humans rarely ventured out far in the places there were lots of trees. He thought he would be left alone there, maybe someone would pick up his energy signature sometime and come take him back to Cybertron or anywhere off this horrible planet.
Currently, Vos stalked on all fours through a clearing, squinting around and audials turned so he could hear every little noise around him. He had heard the Autobot base was still operational, and maybe if he could find it. He could have some energon reserves to live off of for a while.
((whew that last one got long :'') ))