Holidays?

Greetings, this is Synapse. I am aware that Darkfire speaks of me from time to time. Speaking of my host, it is obvious that she hasn't updated for quite a few Terran cycles. Months?

Aside from the 'blah of senior year first semester' as she so puts it, she has been devoting quite a bit of time and energy to the role-playing game she signed up for this Spring. Deadzone RPG is the name of the game and she had taken up my persona as her first character. I do know know whether or not I should be flattered or not.

The room has been getting tighter for space, if that's possible. The bookshelf is now filled and Darkfire has taken to putting new arrivals on top of it. I do not think any more shall be coming from her for a while. Whether or not there shall be some ones that spontaneously arrive...I do not know.

Tracks sends his greetings from his perch and asks for someone to make something interesting happen...or a jar of high quality polish.

Ah, I forgot. There have been two new arrivals to Terra. I--I shall not state my personal opinions about them, but my thoughts on the two are not high. I---

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So the little one types about us? It is unfortunate that he looks upon us with such a negative light. We haven't even done anything yet. We have been nothing but considerate to the Autobot, haven't we? That we have.

We are Axon and Dendron. Designation: Database monitors and controllers. There are also many other...technical skills that we possess. This human has been most accommodating to us. How curious her space is, we have not yet had the chance to examine the minute Transformers and their workings. Hopefully, we shall have that time soon. But it is good to make contact with some others. We shall be very pleased to get to know you all more.

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Okay, okay, okay. Enough of this wild party of 'Pass the Timebomb', I figure it's now my turn to finally say something. Bonjour, Aloha, Hello, it's been a long while hasn't it? Many apologies and I know it's my fault. Everything's been piling up and I've been letting them. Everyone's doing fine over here, if a bit cramped. I'm going to have to tidy up the place to make some more room. OKAY TRACKS, STOP THROWING THINGS AT ME. That's not going to get me moving any sooner.

If you think my other resident giant robot is behaving, I can tell you...well, he kinda is. Big guy won't leave Synapse alone and that is leaving the minibot quite agitated. Not only that, but Axon and Dendron seem quite keen on getting acquainted. I...I think it's because they think a play on all their names is quite amusing. You know...how there's usually a synapse between an axon and a dendrite in the Nervous System? Bah, it's not worth it.

The two twins/brothers/halves of a spark/whatever they are seemed to have followed Timebomb's data trail here. Not only that but they caught sight of Synapse flying back one night from one of his midnight joyrides. Followed him home they did and I had to get up in the middle of the night to boggle at two averaged-sized Transformers unfolding in my driveway. Yeah, lucky me. Well, I suppose I'm fortunate in that the two only make one alt-mode. Yeah, they share the same form for their alt-mode: a large computer equipment-filled van.

Those other technical skills they mentioned? It's hacking. So yeah, they enjoy slicing into Timebomb's outer 'Terran computer' utilities. The big guy doesn't enjoy it, but there's not much he can do. He says that the Earth-software just isn't enough to hold out against the two. It's like trying to stop a bullet with tissue paper. They can't really hack totally into him though. He's Cybertronian and a bit of a computer specialist himself.

So yeah, with my life-sized TFs causing this mayhem, you think the rest of the RC is being calm? I've still got Decepticon-Decpticon issues, some Decepticon-Autobot issues, and the occasional Autobot-Autobot issues.

The only people keeping all of the Room Crew sane are Skyfire with some help from the Build Team's Grimlock. Mediators they are to the RC, saviors to my mind to me.

But the good news is this: First semester of senior year is over. It's all downhill (in a good way) from here. Whew. Here's one happy Darkfire for you, despite all this insanity.

-Darkfire

PS: A Happy New Year to you all!