69 Recent Deviations
Featured: Agent Tarantulas of the Tripredacus secret police
Poisonous Love“Flashback give it here you are doing it all wrong!”Poisonous Love by TFP-Starscream
Starscream barked at her angrily as he snatched the tool from her servo. The silver seeker had a long hard week and the last thing he needed was an unexperienced femme by his side to muck things up. He shoved her away and pulled the drill out of her servo, if something was worth doing right it was worth doing right by the commander.
Flashback dare not argue with Starsceam for two reasons. One reason being he was her superior and the other being she was too shy to interfere or cause fights. It was rare Flashback ever did pick a fight unless of course she was hanging by the thread after being picked at for a long time, luckily the day had just begin.
It was Friday early morning when Megatron had ordered the two seekers to go on an energon mission. The younger femme didn’t mind, she loved the sunrise but starscream on the other servo hated it. How he would rather spend the morning curled up i
Unwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Ch 7Chapter 7, Under Grey HopeUnwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Ch 7 by EscapingDreamer
Pain, that’s all he could feel, nothing but the endless pounding in his head. And he was falling, just continually falling through an empty void. The voices of the outside world becoming more and more distant, Sam tried to call out to them, but efforts proved futile as his body would not allow him to move. It just fell, more and more into the unknown void that awaited him.
Sam could have been falling for hours, or at least it felt like. Finally the falling sensation came to a stop and he was able to regain some sort of control on his body. After composing himself, he took a moment to observe his surrounding; struggling to his feet, Sam got up and started to walk around the place.
The place was strange, it felt like he was at a cliff edge, except there was no grass, no sky, no sea, everything was just white, different shades of white. Yet the place definitely seemed to resemble a cliff, the different shades showing the breaks of the surroundings,
Conference WoesConference Woes by praxcrown5
It was late in the evening at the Iacon Clinic and Triage Facility.
Io hadn’t intended to pull a double shift in the Intensive Care ward, but the only other ‘Bot on duty—a mech that went by the rather off-putting name of “Ring Cutter”—had been called away on some important business.
It had been an uneventful night.
Admittedly, this was a good thing, as it meant that her charges were healthy and recovering…but it also meant a lot of sitting and waiting. She hated waiting. If this were recreational downtime, alone she could amuse herself by keeping apprised of new energon research or enjoying a drink at the bar. But on call, all she could do was think. And right now, thinking was a bad thing.
As was sitting.
She therefore made it a point, every groon or so, to force herself to her trods and totter around the room as best as she could to check energon regulators and electronic pulse monitors. It wasn’t
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