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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 oilβ€”also large sheets of metal that had been placed against the wall before approaching to the barrels to carry them

[A message pops up on the girl's tablet.] [π™΅πš›πš˜πš–: π™Ύπš™πšπš’πš–πšžπšœ π™Ώπš›πš’πš–πšŽ 𝚝𝚘: πš‚πšŠπš›πš’ πš‚πšžπš–πšπšŠπšŒ # 𝚝𝚊𝚐(𝚜): πš•πš˜πšœπš πš˜πš—πšŽ] πš‚πšŠπš›πš’. @sarithebomb.bsky.social

[π™΅πš›πš˜πš–: π™Ύπš™πšπš’πš–πšžπšœ π™Ώπš›πš’πš–πšŽ 𝚝𝚘: π™³πš’πš‹ # 𝚝𝚊𝚐(𝚜): πš–πš’ πš πš˜πš›πš•πš] πš†πš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ πš πšŽπš›πšŽ 𝚒𝚘𝚞?

Dib!! πŸͺ²@diabolicbug.bsky.social Β· 3w ago

[Sire has returned his datapad! Dib is freeeeee!! He sends Caer pics again.]

[With a stiff gait, Optimus walked past the large open doors of the research department, escorted by a group of scientists as they oversaw his relocation back to the hangars.] [Soon after his departure from Steelhaven, Optimus had lost control over all of his motor functions, and as if on β€”

[After tending to Sari and leaving her to rest in her cabin, Optimus began to make his way down along the dim corridors of the Steelhaven back towards the direction of his own quarters. Despite his size, the Prime moved quiet like a shadow, and the only evidence of his presence he left behind were β€”

Sari runs towards the open ramp of the steelhaven, giddy and apologetic to the robo-dog in her arms as she giggles, "I promise i'll give you all the treats you want spark plug!" The dog only whined in response, limbs still sort of stretched after the olympic level vaulting sari had to do,

[Dib’s mood had improved greatly since the call the other day. He knooows those comms are supposed to be for emergencies but! He wants to talk to Caer! And Sire seems better now that Dib is better! So it’s okay! He’s taken to sending β€œgood morning” and β€œhi hi hi” and random images of things he’s

[Blurred voices and sights.] [Hollow ache and exhaustion.] [Yet his frame had moved with precision and intent like a puppet on strings. A machine with a master.] [How disgusting.] [He wondered if hate alone could suffocate the roots of the coding which kept him a slave to these humans.] β€”

π™Έπš—πš’πšπš’πšŠπš•πš’πš£πš’πš—πš πš‘πšŠπš›πšπš πšŠπš›πšŽ... πš‚πš™πšŠπš›πš” πšŒπš˜πš—πš—πšŽπšŒπšπš’πš˜πš—: [𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍] π™ΌπšŽπš–πš˜πš›πš’ 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝: [πš˜πš”] πš‚πš’πšœπšπšŽπš– πšŒπš‘πšŽπšŒπš”: [πš˜πš”] π™΅πšžπšŽπš• πšŒπš’πšŒπš•πš’πš—πš: [πš˜πš—πš•πš’πš—πšŽ] [π™·πš˜πšœπš: 𝙼.𝙴.𝙲.𝙷.] [...] [πš‚πšˆπš‚πšƒπ™΄π™Ό π™Έπ™½π™Έπšƒπ™Έπ™°π™»π™Έπš‰π™°πšƒπ™Έπ™Ύπ™½ π™²π™Ύπ™Όπ™Ώπ™»π™΄πšƒπ™΄]