I Slept Through The Apocalypse

It was your standard workday as a Cybertronian. Try to forget the pains and aches of injuries, fill up a meager bit of Energon, and go kill the enemy.

Except today was different. When you reported in, or got off of the hab slab, your barracks was oddly silent.

And then slowly it dawns to realize that

everyone was gone.

Gone.

For Thirty Eight sweeps now, everyone has been gone. The entire factions. No broadcast, very few clues. Everyone is missing.

So how do you handle isolation? What war do you fight when there's nobody left? What IS left?

Eventually some survivors of the unknown event have surfaced, reporting in over weak channels, desperate to be known.

Decepticons - Dirge, Blot Autobots - Imager, Spindrift, Mute, Sandstorm, Smokescreen, Punch

Where did they go? And what will change if they never return? Will the faction lines still be drawn?

Find out as we explore a world without Transformers.

Logs and posts to come.