Sprocket's Bio 6 Sprocket? Sprocket, can you hear me?That voice it wasnt familiar who?If you can hear me, nod your head.Sprocket felt her head bob up and down slightly, but it didnt feel quite right. If it was at all possible for ones head to feel like it weighed a ton but to have a floating sensation at the same time Good, good. Youre responsive. Sprocket, my name is Vigil. Im the Head Medic here at the Hecron Command Medical Center.Vigil? the femme mumbled, still unabl
Sprocket's Bio 5Sprockets mind had gone blank. Something had gone horribly wrong, and now there seemed no way to grasp reality again. She could faintly hear voices. Not voices she knew. Harsh voices, guttural sounds, low growling that she shied away from.Then she remembered that she wasnt alone.Decepticons.And Brace. Where was she?Slowly her neurocircuitry began to come online, her optics flickering briefly before returning to their former azure glow. The world appeared fractured and unbalanced, and Sprocket suddenly realized that her left optic was severely cracked, distorting her visual perception.Brace, she whispere
Sprocket's Bio 4Brace, get back! Sprocket hissed, pushing her friend behind the large piles of rusted machinery and immediately tucking herself out of sight.Brace appeared alarmed at the sudden urgency, but smartly remained still. She had never seen that look on Sprockets face before, and her friend appeared seriously upset. Whatever was going on, she could tell it wasnt good at all.Sprocket, whats wrong? she muttered, pulling out her sonic shield and activating it silently.Sprocket crouched low, suddenly aware how much her helmet fins protruded. Decepticons. Three of them. Over by the main entrance.
Sprocket's Bio 3The path leading from Iacon to Hecron was long, tedious and offered little distraction as the two Autobot recon officers traveled along their patrol route, retracing the course they had mapped out cyles ago. Both femmes went about their duty easily, cruising along at speeds they reserved only for the open road.Sprockets tires gripped the smooth, well-traveled surface, warmed by the rising daylight that reflected off her distinctive blue paint and absorbed into the solar ribbons embedded in her tear-drop chassis. She felt strangely energetic today, full of anticipation. She hadnt felt that way heading out onto patrol for a lon