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WHAT LOW ACTIVITY & SLOW REPLY MEANS:

it means i want to be here, i really do 

it means that i have, whether i like it or not, more important things to do than roleplay at the moment

it means that replies are going to sit for a moment

WHAT IT DOESN’T MEAN:

that i care any less

that i don’t want to talk / plot with you

that you aren’t allowed to IM me or ask for my disco

Sometimes Tumblr has to take a back burner, and that’s fine! Roleplay will still be here when we get back. So take that day to yourself. Don’t worry about drafts. Don’t worry about how “slow” you are being. Everything is okay!

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KISSING YOU KISSING YOU KISSING YOU

OOC ;; WAH HI LUCY SQUISHING YOU

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OOC ;; maybe today can be the day. the day i stop being lazy and fix my blog. perhaps. perchance.

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yes honey your evil laugh is utterly diabolical and will definitely strike terror into the hearts of all your enemies now will you please come to bed

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Grimlock's diary -ENG

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Father's Daaaaaaayyyy... This year, it is met with the slow, heady sound of Bumblebee dragging a tarp laden with a hunk of rock about half the size of himself. It looks to be mainly quartz-y, with mixing growths of tourmaline and some kind of blue agate throughout.

He turns to stand proudly once he's pulled it into the silo, servos on his hips -- all of which are a little super-extra decorated with dirt, dust, and scuffs today. Bee only minds to swipe his servos together once he remembers to pull out Ratchet's next gift: a little plate with a slightly-more-salty-than-sweet energon goodie on it. This is offered forwards, just as proudly.

"Happy Sunday!"

He isn't sure what he expected to see when he turned due to detecting an extended scuffing noise, but the delivery of a massive combination of ore was not it. The medic blinks repeatedly, before focusing on the treat being offered.

Ratchet accepts the edible gift, then bends down to examine the massive rock, digits briefly tracing the blend of colors and textures...

"Thank you, Bumblebee," he murmurs as he stands again, then moves to gently bump the younger bot's helm with his own, "I will haul it now; you should rest."

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“we’ve missed you”

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(( family game night with @autobotmedic & @wcrkerbee ))

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OOC ;; hi i am finally fucking dropping this tag

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"I think I recall a discussion about flight-frame bots liking sticks. Do you want me to get you some nice sticks I've found on Earth? I've got some pretty coral branches, crystal wands, fancy tree branches woven with flowers... Or, if you want to gather your own, I could help you find some!"

"Sticks make so much sense," he whirrs, awed. A shake of his helm gets Bumblebee focused again. "I think I'd like to find some myself, yeah, but that's really nice that you'd give me some of yours."

"...D'you think cool rocks would work, too?" He's got a few of those already.

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Bee. Have you learned nothing about Wheeljack through Ratchet's interactions with him? What if he offers to show them to you?

"I've learned that he's maybe the most headstrong mech you've ever seen, and that Ratchet would still deal with him if he ever crossed whatever lines they've set."

"...And, um, that's the other thing. He wouldn't cross those lines. Wouldn't do anything I didn't want him to."

Vents. With a stiff hiking of his doorwings, Bee sets his servos on his hips.

"So, what if I were to take him up on that, huh? As if it'd be anyone else's business."

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"Oh -- no, that's alright, as long as it doesn't have any... connotations?"

What a strange, not-so-little guy. He has no idea what they're talking about.

"If it's just a general term for nonhuman species, then that only makes sense, I guess. I sure am not a human and all."

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"...Xeno...??" This may be crack but he's ever-curious okay.

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Titus opened his mouth... then closed it. This-- xeno, looked much like the mechs he'd met once before. Or, at least, somewhat. The plating style was vastly different...!

" As in-- 'alien', a nonhuman. " Titus replied, though he paused slightly... With himself having indeed allied with those he was sure was of this mech's species, perhaps he should be mindful of such a term.

" I did not mean disrespect, " the Lieutenant added on. " It is... a term, often used within the Imperium. However, I will be more mindful. "

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"She's pretty even when she's being petty, more like."

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CLOSE, but no cygar~.

"--Wait." He didn't expect this to actually be someone he might know; so many grayfaces are just kind of amorphous, meddlesome entities, he hadn't been thinking much of it.

But.

"................"

He covers his optics, fighting between bashful and pleased.

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You and Starscream? Holding hands? I ship it.

"Miko? Is that you?"