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[zomgitsalaura]

Time for another chapter of prompt responses methinks.

You know the drill xD

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[zomgitsalaura.livejournal.com]

Rodimus grunted, heaving one of the larger chunks of debris out of the walkway between two of the totaled buildings.

The base was an absolute mess, Decepticons having breached their defenses and stormed through the outer wall. They had eventually managed to chase them off, the command units shouting something unintelligible as they hightailed it back towards decepticon territory.

Pausing in his clearing, the prime canted his helm to the side. Prodding at an oddly shaped piece of armor partially buried under the dust with his pede and grinning wickedly.

He had wondered why this building, so far from the main action, had received such an extensive amount of damage. Bending over he picked up the rather distinctive helm adornment, holding it for comparison against one of the more sizable dents in the wall.

Seems one of the mighty decepticons was having a worse day than he thought.

[eaten-by-bears.livejournal.com]

Ha! Nice. Kind of reminds me of Woody Guthrie's 'Last Guy.'