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@eagleinbound.bsky.social
𝐈nㅤtheㅤ𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑙ㅤofㅤyourㅤstareㅤ𝐈ㅤamㅤpainfullyㅤlost, @icebornerenegade.bsky.social * ❗️ ( G1 / IDW '24 ) — 𝐀IR COMMANDER & POLITICIAN.
( Probably still losing his mind. Sorry Void he's misbehaving. )
ooc. My break is about to be over. Just imagine a lot of screaming in his beautiful voice on the other end
Well it's a good thing no one's asking your opinion. ( * 🙄 ) ( also. windblade has most DEFINITELY considered execution. )
I have an ankle monitor & a live-in parole officer. What rule do you think I have.
( Looking up. Shrinking. Oh, mass-shifting. .............. When did he start doing THAT. )
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.Lightbright, then. [ Pinching the bridge of their mask ] First how did you get into a JAR*
She's—I don't know!—𝑇𝑒𝑎𝑙? Teal & silver? ( Wings drooping further. Refusing to meet their optic. By all accounts he looks like he was caught in the act; guilty. )
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.[ Hence ' that they know of '. Silently staring at the seeker with arms folded over their chassis. ] I'm.. Sorry? [ they were more confused than anything. Tail lashing .] What did the city speaker look like.
( That's ... debatable. But sure. ) I was snatched up by a 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑡. And put in a jar. ( * 😐 ) ( He's dead fucking serious, as ridiculous as it sounds. ) That city-speaker—whatever her name is—saw it.
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.Why wouldn't I? You havent lied to me yet from what I know. [ Frown behind the mask ]
...Are you going to 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒 me?
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.[ Luckily the ankle monitor wasn't error too far from the house. Atleast it was intact, it would be returned to its rightful owner once the inspection was over. ] Fuck happened out there mate? [ Talons gripping the monitor. ]
( Starscream does what is silently requested of him, and sits on the very edge of the couch, his wings and helm lowered. It's a strange gesture of submission or perhaps anxiousness. )
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.[ Soon they were back at the domicile, guiding starscream inside and locking the door behind them. Uncuffing the seeker. Gesturing for him to sit down. Hissing vents exhaling cold air ]
Get away from me before I pulverize you, you little brat.
--𝑹𝑶𝑩𝑶𝑻𝑶@protoindisguise.bsky.social · last yr.( SLIGHTLY MOVING BACK, ARMS RAISED UP--) Er---correction, extreme anger management care---..(🌀)
SHUT YOUR DAMN—I need to calm down. Everything's fine. ( * ✋😐✋ )
--𝑹𝑶𝑩𝑶𝑻𝑶@protoindisguise.bsky.social · last yr.Scanners indicate an increased levels of frustration. I recommend extensive levels of anger management. ( Completely oblivious as to why he's being looked at like this btw )
( Giving Roboto the "I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU" stare. )
--𝑹𝑶𝑩𝑶𝑻𝑶@protoindisguise.bsky.social · last yr.. ( Waves at him childishly like he didn't just break his parole.)
( A shiver runs up his struts at the cold touch. He takes that as his cue to shut the hell up and takes it. He looks like this. )
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.[ There was only an audial twitch at the others' explanation. Seems like they wouldn't be entertaining the conversation until they were in private. Cold crawling from their digits onto Starscreams wrist. ] [ Yap all you want now seeker, they have some patience atleast ]
( Starscream lowers his voice as Frostbite leads him away and back to their domicile, frowning the whole way. ) I swear. I didn't just leave. It isn't my fault.
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.[ Stasis cuffs would be put on the seeker, firstly they need to get him out of the public eye. ] Later. [ They said simply, stepping infront of the seeker to gently grab his wrist. Follow along!]
( Oh, but the seeker can tell they're displeased. Perhaps even * disappointed with him. ) Nonono. This wasn't my fault. ( He takes a step back, mostly out of instinct, his servos up and ready but also defensive. ) This is all—
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.Pulling cuffs from their subspace ] We're going back.
( EEK. Wings immediately dropping. The urge to transform and fly away from the inevitable consequences are great, but thanks to the lovely monitor on his ankle—oh. Oh dear. It seems when he'd been mass-shifted into the jar, it. Fell off. Lovely. ) Uhghhh.
𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄@icebornerenegade.bsky.social · last yr.[ Or Frostbite finds him. There was already a notable deeper chill. Followed by a snarling bark. ] STARSCREAM. [ You're in trouble seeker ]
OOC. The urge to make a constructicon grows everyday
𝓢𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑾𝑨𝑽𝑬@cassettecaster.bsky.social · last yr.ooc. haaaaiiiii figgy 😋