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Terra-Firma Chp. 1Terra-firma Chapter 1Terra-Firma Chp. 1 by TCLindsay
“…is any bot out there?” came a voice almost desperate over the Autobot’s comm. frequency, “My ship’s sustained heavy damage, if there’s any bot out there–” the transmission erupted in a crackle of static, “will be crash landing” static fluctuated again, “Decepticons,” another ripple, “medical supplies.” The message began again, static making it barely understandable. “Repeat, this is Autobot Rift, is any bot out there?”
“Rift this is Optimus Prime in Autobot outpost Omega One, we have you on Radar do you copy?” questioned Optimus, he and Ratchet were alone at the base while the other autobots had gone to pick up the children they were now responsible for.
I wish I were on a boat...I'm in my senior year of high school, and I've been giving some serious thought on joining the military.
Specifically the Coast Guard.
As a Boatswain's Mate.
I know that Boot Camp is going to probably going to make me regret it, as I am in....very low physical shape at this moment. However, its something that's just been growing in appeal as the days pass. I don't know why. I know I've been wanting to work on the water since I first went Deep-Sea fishing. Does this mean that my metaphorical cutie mark is something Maritime related?