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Super Angsty RP Questions

Send my muse one or a few of these questions, all of them super angsty, and they will answer in character. Usual trigger warnings apply, as questions range from inquiries about death to implied suicide to the loss of loved ones, etc.

How do you normally react to tragic events?

Name one person you would give your life to save.

Name one person you would sacrifice to save another’s life.

How would you react if the person you cared for most had died?

If you were gone, how would you want your loved one(s) to move on?

What is the hardest thing (or person) you’ve ever had to lose?

Have you ever had your heart broken?

Are you afraid of heartbreak?

How would you handle a break-up?

 Have you handled one in the past?

Would you say that you’ve ever legitimately hated yourself?

Off the top of your head, describe one of the worst memories of your life.

Have you ever wanted to stop existing?

What is one thing that could happen in your life that would cause you to consider wishing for death?

Do you ever believe you’re being punished for things you’ve done in the past?

What is the most intense physical pain you’ve ever been in?

What is the most intense emotional pain you’ve ever been in?

Name one person you cannot stand to see hurt above all others.

Have you ever witnessed someone you love in great agony?

How do you handle rejection?

Do you believe that bad things happen to good people, and why?

Has anyone ever committed a crime against you?

What is one thing you have witnessed that you wish you couldn’t remember?

Do you think you have any repressed memories or missing chunks from your past?

Have you ever done something that you think you’ll always regret?

Do you think you’ve ever broken someone else’s heart?

Describe how you feel physically when you’re in great emotional distress.

Would you rather watch someone you love die right in front of you, or be spared the vision but never get to say goodbye to them?

Are you afraid to get too close to people?

What do you hate more, lies or secrets? Do you think there’s a difference?

What is the riskiest thing you would do for true love/friendship?

Has anyone you loved ever told you that they didn’t care about you?

If the person you trust most betrayed you, would you be able to forgive them?

Is there anything you avoid because of the negative memories it brings back?

If you had a chance to write a letter to any one person before your death, what would you write and to whom?

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Robots

Robots as seen by Tumblr

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Reblog if you’re a roleplay blog in the Transformers fandom.

To help find one another.

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Despite Sam’s frantic efforts to shut off the radio, the song keeps playing all the way to the final note.  Then it shuts off.  And Sam wanted to just sink into the ground and let it swallow him up.

He grips the steering wheel tightly in both hands, silently apologizing to Bee.  He’d make it up later, give Bee a full wash and wax himself, or something.  He thumped his head against the steering wheel a few times.  He was gonna get the look, too.  That kicked puppy look that Bumblebee was way too good at.

“Sorry.”  He muttered a little louder.  “I, uh.  Yeah.  The radio is... weird sometimes.”  He could feel how hard he was blushing now, in a combination of guilt and embarrassment.

Bee rocked lightly on his tires, a little peeved still, but at least satisfied that the message had gotten across.  

“Hm, you clearly have a car that chooses your music for you. That could come in handy,” Chloe joked, and found herself smiling again at the nervous laughter, wondering how many times this had happened to him before. Bee was probably trying to play along and help out in his own funny way, only to embarrass Sam further. Just like old times, she thought to herself. 

She thought she heard Sam muttering something, but decided not to dwell on it; after all, she had a pretty good idea why he was muttering, and who to. Then the music changed again, and Chloe raised an eyebrow. What exactly was Bee playing at?

“Uh… interesting song choice,” it was her turn to laugh nervously, rather confused by now. Was Sam blushing? No, surely not. It was quite warm after all, that must have been it.

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Send my muse uncomfortably sexual questions.

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Send my muse uncomfortably sexual questions.

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“Hahaha, yeah, crazy right?  Brand new car, and it does this crazy stuff.”  Sam laughed nervously as he finally got the radio to turn off.  He sat back, jiggling his left leg nervously as he muttered under his breath.  “Knock it off, Bee.”

Bee rocked slightly on his tires, enough to jostle his passengers, but only lightly.  It could be blamed on anything, certainly it didn’t mean Sam’s car was a sentient mechanical alien.  Bee hit the radio again, spinning the dials to find a really good song, and then he cranked the volume again.

Sam’s eyes widened.  “Oh my god.”  His cheeks were bright red now.

Sometimes Sam just had to get out for a while, and Bumblebee was always willing to help with that.  A lazy cruise with Sam in the driver’s seat, holding the steering wheel, but letting Bee drive… They both enjoyed it.

Spotting a girl walking on the sidewalk, Sam turned the wheel, intending to slow down and pull over.  Bee sighed internally, letting his friend take control while he started scanning the radio waves for some choice songs.

As the Camaro slowed to match the girl’s walking speed, Sam called out to her.  “Hey, you need a lift?”

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I feel like it'd take something as simple as "Bumblebee sucks!" to get his attention, and honestly the same goes for Sam. Yell "Bumblebee sucks!" and he'll probably get just as defensive as Bee.

They absolutely would.

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//Hey yo, anyone wanna plot something for a starter?  I’m kinda crap at spur of the moment starters.//

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Rumor has it you really, really like camaros

“Well....yeah?  I mean, my best friend transforms into a Camaro, so...?”  Sam mutters, a light blush covering his cheeks.

Bumblebee just grins under his mask.  “Why else would I have a Camaro alt if I didn’t like them?”

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IF YOU LOST ME IN A CROWD, WHAT ‘OFFENSIVE’ THING COULD YOU YELL THAT’D BE GUARANTEED TO TRACK ME DOWN?

bring it

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Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse

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As Sam grinned brightly at the girl, Bee jostled the driver’s seat, just the slightest bit.  “Nowhere in particular, just out for a drive, you know?  I’m Sam, Sam Witwicky.”  He leaned over and popped the passenger door open in invitation, squeezing Bee’s steering wheel at same time.  Hopefully Bee wouldn’t get too aggravated.

Internally, Bee huffed, only partly mollified by Sam’s gesture.  He’d keep to radio shenanigans, for the time being.  ...flipping the previously silent radio on, Bee selected a station quickly, and I Knew You Were Trouble starting playing.

And Sam cringed, attention diverted from the girl, trying to turn the radio up as the volume ramped up.

Sometimes Sam just had to get out for a while, and Bumblebee was always willing to help with that.  A lazy cruise with Sam in the driver’s seat, holding the steering wheel, but letting Bee drive… They both enjoyed it.

Spotting a girl walking on the sidewalk, Sam turned the wheel, intending to slow down and pull over.  Bee sighed internally, letting his friend take control while he started scanning the radio waves for some choice songs.

As the Camaro slowed to match the girl’s walking speed, Sam called out to her.  “Hey, you need a lift?”

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Reblog this your muse gets nightmares.

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Sometimes Sam just had to get out for a while, and Bumblebee was always willing to help with that.  A lazy cruise with Sam in the driver’s seat, holding the steering wheel, but letting Bee drive... They both enjoyed it.

Spotting a girl walking on the sidewalk, Sam turned the wheel, intending to slow down and pull over.  Bee sighed internally, letting his friend take control while he started scanning the radio waves for some choice songs.

As the Camaro slowed to match the girl’s walking speed, Sam called out to her.  “Hey, you need a lift?”

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