"Overwatch Control, this is Response Unit 32. Have located insurgent suspects now heading southbound through the slum district. Suspects appear to hav...
OOC: CastorTroy, Pachamac, groovygerbil, welcome! IC: The Cult of the Mange, like many organisations of its ilk, began as a relatively benign group ...
Brother Fabius cried out in pain and rage as the dagger plunged into his shoulder. Instinctively dropping to a defensive crouch, the rat barked out to...
OOC: Welcome aboard all! IC: "This is Constable Albrecht to Overwatch Control. Civil disturbance in progress on Market Road, Pilot's Point. Request ...
"...do not engage..." Tornado frowned inwardly. Whilst he would certainly obey Prime's orders, the Autobot hated the fact that the Decepticons he had...
OOC: Howdy all, may I join in? Name: Tornado Allegiance: Autobot Disguise Form: Sukhoi Su-47 'Berkut' Role: Combat Reconnaissance & Interdicti...
Kyle chuckled darkly. "Or so we would have you believe. But we can recognise the smell of trouble when it's brewing." Kyle hesistated for a moment, ...
At first, Kyle was unsure of what to make of the insightful vulpine's comment, especially coming from one so young. His suspicions and sense of urgenc...
Raising an eyebrow at the dilapadated device, Kyle thanked Estella and dusted off the 30 -no, probably 40- year old telephone. The dialling mechanism ...
"That's fine," Kyle spoke softly. "If you could possibly direct me?" "Of course, right this way...." Estella gestured down a long corridor, bedecked ...
"Thank you sir, however I feel am regaining my strength already." Kyle replied, ignoring Rico's attempt to bait him. Some creatures simply have no res...
Kyle groaned, as warm cocoa slipped down his throat. Blinking awake, he found himself staring into the caring eyes of an elder female hare. "Yes now...
IC: With a few tentative taps, like a cub on a toy drum, the first droplets of water began to fall upon the roof of the car. Soon enough, the sporadi...
OOC: Would this be dead, or is there yet room for one more? IC: The grey wolf regarded the proceedings with keen, ice-blue eyes. These, are the l...
Marcus explained. "There are some places, usually tucked away into a remote corner of the country, where both Mobian and Overlander fear to tread. Ta...
"Dahn't tahmpt me, human..." "Will you two lay it off already!" Marcus raised his voice, startling the group. "We're stuck in the middle of an a...
Marcus followed Sniper out, stepping down onto the dusty tarmac of the runway. The sun beat down oppressively - it was unusually hot even for this tim...
"Lovely, Wraith." Marcus commented. He laid his head back against the fuselage, happy to get a bit of down-time. He casually looked out the passenger ...
"No, there's nothing much you can do now. You did very well to sneak into this mission." the grey fox smiled at Kaine. "And neg, not Fort Knox. We nee...
With a crash, the 18-wheeler ploughed through the thin wire fence that surrounded the small airfield. Behind them, the buggies attempted desperate eva...
OOC: Sorry for the delay in posting, I had only just found out about a speech I had to write so I had to work on it last night . Everything's fine no...
OOC: Wayfarer ~ Welcome to the MoFo and the Role Player's Guild. I'm not that much of a regular, as others may well testify, but they'll treat you...
OOC: All your chars are fine, thanks for joining =) Wraith - is your char an Overlander/human btw? Just so I know what I'm dealing with. =P IC: Ma...