Takes place between Prime Wars and Pax Cybertronia (the first few entries, at least)
INTRODUCTION
So. You’re probably wondering who I am.
Name’s Spacewarp. Explorer and adventurer, and the best there is. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise, and if they do, shoot ‘em.
You’re probably expecting some backstory. I come from a little place called Celestica Tetracornacapria and was what they used to call “astro class.” ‘Course, once the Decepticons came around, the Functionists were yesterday’s news and I was working as a tactical scout for the Big M.
Yeah, I saw some action during the war. Things only got interesting when I got assigned to Heretech’s command on the Kalis’ Lament. A fraggin’ War World! Now we were talking. Of course, I had to share space with losers like Headshot and Skullcruncher and—well, he goes by Krok now, but only since the Roadbuster affair.
Anyways, things started to go downhill after Urtusk. The D.J.D. came after us but Strika was able to get us all acquitted, letting Heretech alone take the blame. Shortly after that, Megs decommissioned the War World and we got stuck with a dinky gunship.
After that, things just weren’t the same. After the Thunderwing dealio, I turned in my resignation and set out for the cosmos. About a year or two after that, the colony Micron was invaded by the Black Block Consortia.
Why’s that relevant, you ask? ‘Cos that’s how I met my little friend Foldspace.
See, the galaxy at large has been convinced that the Consortia slaughtered the colony, but Foldspace told me that the Mini-Cons were actually abducted and were being sold off as slaves.
So… yeah, that’s kind of my thing now: freeing Mini-Cons. Fun times.
Of course, I can’t do it on my own. I may turn into a ship, but I can only fit so many. I need a bigger ship, and a crew to go with it. And I have both those things….
Unfortunately, I had to go with the lowest bidders.
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