((Entry 3)) The processor has a negative reaction to the experiment, slowing down and becoming far too lagged to even think of venting. While such a consequence would be acceptable short term the subject proceeded to violently choke for nearly a groon, spewing up boiling energon.
Alice | TFsona
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They/He | Intelligence Agent under Longarm Prime | TFRP sona | Mun is an Adult
[Soundblaster's biggest quality was his patience. He ordered the appropriate materials. He bought the necessary tools. He set to work building the shed. He was determined to complete this build in one full night. He didn't ask his amicas for help on this one. He really wanted to complete it alone-
[Soundblaster road with Wolfie on the street. He was in just alt, with haloform on top. Wolfie also sat on the bike, having done this many times befor. Helmet on that matches Soundblasters, with its visor down to protect his eyes. They where on their way to the dogpark, a little later than usual-
I think my siblings miss my kid more than they miss me
Bumblebee fumbled around until his communication array squealed in his ear. He pinged the number of very very very great importance. It took several rings until he got an answer. “DOCBOT THANK THE ALLSPARK YOU PICKED UP OK SO I HAVE A PROBLEM PLEASE DONT YELL AT ME ITS VERY IMPORTANT!”
And arm draped out of a window and her legs dangled dangerously out of his trunk. He did his best and took off at a slow pace but better than walking back home. As much as home the elite guard ship could be.
Ooc// There's one more mech by the way KTIYFDXOGXDGKDCGUDFYCHXG
I drew a commission of Tracker btw for @pheonyx98.bsky.social :3 It's TFCD style. --- #comm #commission #tfcd #oc #tfoc
My sister just messaged me asking me if I could fly to another country and get her something. No girl I will be shot out of the air what is your problem.
Decided to update my PFP. The last one... Never mind. I think I caught a great moment for photos. During sunset always makes for good photos.
Putting Dib on to some Classical Media
Sailormoon Transformation Art
ALT: Sailormoon Transformation Art
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[The Prime opened his optics with a sharp gasp.] [With rapid vents, Optimus looked around himself in panic and cold sweat. Instead of the darkness which had surrounded him a mere moment ago, he realized that he could see again. He could see the ceiling above him and the faint glow of —
[With that final thought to send him off without regret, Optimus Prime let the darkness lull him into a well earned rest.] [The familiarity of it all greeted him like an old friend.]
(TW: Descriptions of active death) [The slab below Optimus shook gently, and the whirring of an engine roused the Prime from his slumber. After managing to ward away the lingering static from the corners of his optics, Optimus could see how the ceiling above him rolled by slowly.] —
Can everybody stop disappearing and and stay in place For like FIVE SECONDS
You would think being turned into a robot would end my chronic migraines but nooooo. They’re BACK
[Optimus awoke to the sound of talking and the whirring of heavy machinery from the next cell over. Those combinations of sounds were something dauntingly familiar, as they reminded the Prime of the time Sentinel had first been taken away, soon followed by Optimus' own transportation to —
[Why was it so hot?] [Despite lying on the cold metallic slab. Despite still not having regained his strength and the energon pumping weakly in his fuel lines, Optimus felt hot.] [Yet his internal measurements displayed the same numbers that they always had. Actually, they showed a reading —
[It was a good thing Kickback had strong pedes because carrying these heavy steel beams was not for the weak. In a sense, this job of retrieving structural materials for the construction of the space bridge reminded him a lot of the times he was tasked to retrieve building —
Blitzwing descended down after transforming out of his jet mode, and looked around the abandoned warehouse before slowly walking inside. He took a glance at the untouched barrels of oil—also large sheets of metal that had been placed against the wall before approaching to the barrels to carry them
Yes, the Velocitronian sourced high-gloss polish is a necessary medical expenditure, and no, I am not taking it off the supply order. Whoever has an issue with it can kiss my aft.
Whoever said Ratchet and I sound alike: I’m keying your car I sound nothing like that old codger
@littlescout.bsky.social have you tried using a stick? Basic procedure, man
[Soundblaster returned to base with his goods. He set the energon down with the others Bombshell provided. He took note of the difference in color, maybe exploring that later. He then cracked open the crate of snacks, setting them by the couch. Easy to reach on a lazy day, he knew Wheelie would—