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Well. If the shoe fits. But we need assholes. Truth hurts. And we need to live in reality. 

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(@spectralistdagger)Drift! Hit me with some of them sweet poems I know you got! [Loud crash] Frag! Sweet sweet poems. I know a guy who writes em who isn’t you. He’s real good tho… ima call im now

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He must be a popular character. |A character indeed, if they spent their free time hiding in vents.|

|Sensing they ere coming to a close, he gave a curt business bow to her.| Thank you. You have been very helpful, but I think it’s time I tracked down this Red Alert and Skids to fully integrate myself. 

medic-mum

Well yeah we kinda just deal, everyone knows everyone in a way and if we can help we, well we try to. Sometimes it doesn’t always work but just kinda being there for someone sometimes is enough. Training deck? Hmm, last I checked it’s always open. As for rooms I’m not sure, haven’t gone there myself. Skids would be a good mech to ask! He’s always up and about and he’s actually been to the training deck. (She chuckles) He loves meeting new mechs and I’m sure he’d be happy to help you.

|Perhaps she did mean the whole ship as family…what a tight nit group he had suddenly arrived to. They had all shown to be accepting of his outside presence so far, but he still remained wary. You didn’t fight a 4 million year long war to let suspicions fall to the wind the first sight of peace.|

You all have come together and formed a solid crew. |he observed, and had to hold back his expression at the name of Skidz. The one from his universe was…unpleasant, to say the least, but maybe there’s would be better. It was a start, if anything.| I will visit him next, then. Do you know where I might be able to find him? Or who I should report to for a job?

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[I TRANSFERRED ALL MY RP BLOGS TO ONE ACCOUNT AND THEN FORGOT TO WRITE DOWN THE EMAIL FOR IT, I’M SO SORRY, I’M BACK]

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OOC

{Sorry for the lack of activity and replies, in a bit of trance zoning out, gonna do some light stuff until I snap out of it, which should be in a bit.}

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I’m marrying everyone on the Lost Light.

Congratulations, you’re all married now

Turn to the bot nearest you and kiss

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Does the “Where Did I Leave My Glasses?” Dance

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Shamelessly plays Neko Atsume in 2017

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|he chuckled|

Where do your eyes naturally gander? Go with your first inclination; it is usually the right one. 

you can pry my haikus from my cold dead hands

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Yes. You don’t sugar coast your words. When surrounded by sweet affirmations. Bitter truth is refreshing. 

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(@spectralistdagger)Drift! Hit me with some of them sweet poems I know you got! [Loud crash] Frag! Sweet sweet poems. I know a guy who writes em who isn’t you. He’s real good tho… ima call im now

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❄ - ketsueki-xii

Drift looked down to where the snowball had connected with his frame, and traced the presumed path back to its source – Mia. He remained impassive, but despite his lack of expression still appeared to be a disappointed type of judgement. 

At least, it was until he suddenly flung a snowball from behind his back to her, a small smirk forming on his lips. 

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I would not be averse to it. I enjoy your company.

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(@spectralistdagger)Drift! Hit me with some of them sweet poems I know you got! [Loud crash] Frag! Sweet sweet poems. I know a guy who writes em who isn’t you. He’s real good tho… ima call im now

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東京都営桐ヶ丘アパート（1959～75年） 東京都北区桐ヶ丘 2017

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A sly grin spread wide across his face plates. Of course. It was his natural state, or so he liked to tell himself.

These days, though, it might have well been. 

He nodded, encouraging Starscream to continue, looking back over to him and gesturing for him to reclaim the cube he had set down. “You should reclaim the habit,” he commented, “it’s a peaceful practice. We get so caught up we forget to stop. The stars are a good reminder to cease.” Maybe that’s why Starscream had been named so, he needed the extra reminder to stop and relax. The poor mech always seemed so strung out. 

Tonight Drift was determined to help him forget his troubles.

He raised his own cube in another cheers to encourage Starscream to grasp his own. 

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Sturscream! You did not answer! Why did you not answer? I expected you to answer. You didn’t. Why?

You’re how the Decepticons should have been. Were meant to be. How did you stay so true? It was all so…we all were…

Eto…

Who is this? Who called me? Sturscream? You should come over, have a drink! You are so stiff all the time, it would do you well.

Kanpai! [muffled choking on drink] Gomen, gomen, sumimasen. Otsukare-sama des.

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I think we both would. 

Would you ever care to show me? 

🌷

|Kneels down to their height, and places a genteel kiss to the top of their head| 

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|That was...a nice comfort, but one he likely wouldn’t believe for some time to come, whether he wanted to or not.| 

I beg your pardon. |there was no way he heard that part right.| Did you say the vents? |he made a mental note to see Red Alert after they were done here, wherever he might be.| 

medic-mum

Well yeah we kinda just deal, everyone knows everyone in a way and if we can help we, well we try to. Sometimes it doesn’t always work but just kinda being there for someone sometimes is enough. Training deck? Hmm, last I checked it’s always open. As for rooms I’m not sure, haven’t gone there myself. Skids would be a good mech to ask! He’s always up and about and he’s actually been to the training deck. (She chuckles) He loves meeting new mechs and I’m sure he’d be happy to help you.

|Perhaps she did mean the whole ship as family…what a tight nit group he had suddenly arrived to. They had all shown to be accepting of his outside presence so far, but he still remained wary. You didn’t fight a 4 million year long war to let suspicions fall to the wind the first sight of peace.|

You all have come together and formed a solid crew. |he observed, and had to hold back his expression at the name of Skidz. The one from his universe was…unpleasant, to say the least, but maybe there’s would be better. It was a start, if anything.| I will visit him next, then. Do you know where I might be able to find him? Or who I should report to for a job?

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Woowww… It’s the whole universe just right out there…

*She hums contentedly* This is nice, Drift. Thanks for inviting me. *Pats his seat*

“Hmm?” He uttered, having gotten lost in the view. It was beautiful, tranquil, and going to send him into recharge very soon if he wasn’t careful. Slowly he started drifting them back. “Anytime.”

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Rossu? Rossu! You should introduce me to your friends like you said. We should do somezing fun togeza! Do you like flying? Pharma flies. Have you ever flown wiz Pharma? You should fly wiz me! Helicopters are better, you would have more fun wiz me. 

I hate t and h sounds.

Do humans even have an intoxicant here? You should get silly with us. [something rattles] We should get silly and fly! Meet me at the airlock, okay? Soreja! [click]

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[TEXT] Yes! Couldn’t let em jus run around lime that!

He took a moment to thank Primus.

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Thank you that is all I needed to know. Why don’t you come over to my place instead for the “next time”.

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(@spectralistdagger)Drift! Hit me with some of them sweet poems I know you got! [Loud crash] Frag! Sweet sweet poems. I know a guy who writes em who isn’t you. He’s real good tho… ima call im now