Orphaned from their communicator host, three cassette operatives remain together as a semi-autonomous espionage unit for Decepticon Intelligence. Like many unfortunate Decepticons, their unflattering code names were bestowed upon them early in their career by unimpressed superior officers as a badge of ridicule. However, since that notorious debacle, the trio have persistently worked to vindicate and neuter their familiar handles. Well, at least Botch and Bungle. Fuck-Up pretty much remains a fuck-up.

These three characters are based on me (the black crab), my best friend and long-time roommate (the periwinkle ape), and our mutual high school friend and roommate for one cockroach-infested year (the yellow bird). Bungle knows who he is. Fuck-Up will forever remain clueless, in this and all other matters.

With any luck, I'll eventually publish here some short stories featuring these little guys.