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⚠ ATTENTION!!

Lately there has been an increase of a new anon thing. Someone sends blogs something random, apparently mostly nsfw or the like, tagging someone else's blog in those asks. THE TAGGED BLOG IS NOT THE ONE SENDING THESE ASKS! This someone is just using their URL for whatever reason.

So instead of blocking or even harassing the URL named in the ask, block and report the anon!

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||…|CONSTRUCTION AHEAD|…||?

I will be active but until I get the page up here are a few simple rules.

Be kind

Be respectful

DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU HAVE NO MORALS—MAPs-racists-bigitory-hatefulness

I am Merci, I love the brave segas and anything to do with giant robotic beings, sentient or not. I am not selective and enjoy some nice fun threads to serious and depressive. I loved to write with many and even more interacting with others! Being part of a fandom or not, you are all welcome here!

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""AH-- HAHA! Welcome everyone!""

Mic jumped up from where he sat, a huge warming grin plastered across his face as he lifted an arm--arms. One arm in a fist and the other holding his microphone in a joyous death grip. The energy almost not being contained as he brought it closer to his mouth.

He was ready to rock, ready to roll, but the real question was... was everyone else ready to

Rock n' Roll?!

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"Leaving is for the dust? What a rude tactic!" Regina commented as she spun to face away from the looming figure.

WAIT--I PROMISE ILL BE BACK---!

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|| "FINALLY!"

Gunmax sprang up as he noticed the door to the workshop opening up for the next recovery to walk through. A large confident grin formed as he stood nearby, hands resting on his hips with confidence bouncing off them. His body was basically shining with the strangely welcoming stance he was taking. Not that the sun was doing it for him.

Kouryu slowly made her way up to him, standing next to him with curiosity. Eyes focused on the doorway opening up and then coming to a stop. A soft hum flowed out of her mouth as she looked toward Gunmax.

|| "Who do you think is next?" She whispered.

The biker gave a low hum as he waited there.

|| "Best bet is boss. Deckard, couldn't be anyone else, ya'know."

He had a large grin on his face as they both turned to face the arriving one. Though, as they emerged-

It snapped to a confused smirk, then to a grim frown.

Waterways_ 9:50 P.M

Swan white stood near the edge of the docks, taking in the fresh air brushing over the sea. The soft crashing of waves along the rocks made her smile softly. A even softer hum coming from her as she turned away to walk towards the shoreline accompining the waves of the water. making her way towards it she began to make her way down the side. Removign her sandles to feel the soft and partially wet sand beneath her feet.

It was nice, relaxing from the events of before. It made her...feel at home in a way. Though, she knew the next day would only bring more trouble for them. More then they would need, then President Taiga needed. He wasn't an old man, he wasn't even that bad looking, but stress never aided the way of anyone aging.

Wrinkles.

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reply to ♡♡ Rebooting Hearts Prompt♡♡

A lot happened. Firstly, the AIs– all of them fell to MIA– and the organizations were in an uproar. The small group of cybertronians was worried as everyone else, and Ghostwire was stricken with grief along with her worries.

And lastly, a mini bot was no longer a mini bot. Despite being slightly mellowed out, a fire in Phantasma’s soul burns. She is worried, doesn’t get her wrong, but Phantasma grew understandably irritable each day by no news about the situation– and her baby sister’s seeming constant depression.

With enough of the radio silence, the dull blue and gold femme marched towards the building. The surfacing anger grew as the femme approached the draw, walking past the works and pleading for Phantasma to stop and listen.

She was exhausted from hearing stop with no satisfactory answers. Phantasma wants to give everyone a piece of her processor.

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final fusion manual still gets my inner little boy hella stimulated

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The two Brave units were waiting in Wing C yet, each spending their own time in their own corners of the wing. Seeing how Gunmax was being extra firey and crude. Not that it wasn't expected, though it wasn't something to be excused. The day had been long and unforgiving: all the tests, commands, unwanted but warranted checks, scans, everything for them to be sent here to wait for who knows how long.

It had been an hour since her arrival, and it seemed it may be more than a few days until another would be sent out or them being sent out. It was an estimate but it could take months for them all to be sent out if they were lucky but the rate of exams was slow. Very, very slow.

He could figure out if they were sent out due to their commissioner's request, importance, or even some bribe to get them out. the commissioner was careful with his choices, yet he knew some of them were prioritized their others. He could have figured Deckard would have been sent out first, perhaps he would be out next.

Kouryu was an airhead, that was a fact. But she was able to use that MASER of here well, a good shooter, Raw GR energy... key figures. She also seemed to get along with the public as well. But for him to get out in that short of time? He figured it was due to America's bribing, he wouldn't say he was useless, but he certainly didn't have all the best qualities compared to some of the other braves.

Perhaps it would have been better to have Volfogg sent out since he was the spy type-small, Hyoryuu was a good choice as well with his water abilities, King was another choice since he was the Scottish force's lead, and then Deckard. Some of them were just more lucky and important then himself. Maybe even Kouryu. Not that they had much say in things.

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reply to ♡♡ Rebooting Hearts Prompt♡♡

A lot happened. Firstly, the AIs– all of them fell to MIA– and the organizations were in an uproar. The small group of cybertronians was worried as everyone else, and Ghostwire was stricken with grief along with her worries.

And lastly, a mini bot was no longer a mini bot. Despite being slightly mellowed out, a fire in Phantasma’s soul burns. She is worried, doesn’t get her wrong, but Phantasma grew understandably irritable each day by no news about the situation– and her baby sister’s seeming constant depression.

With enough of the radio silence, the dull blue and gold femme marched towards the building. The surfacing anger grew as the femme approached the draw, walking past the works and pleading for Phantasma to stop and listen.

She was exhausted from hearing stop with no satisfactory answers. Phantasma wants to give everyone a piece of her processor.

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WAIT

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||"General Seia...what shall we do with..."

The security head began to ask, this time with a shaky tone. After those tense moments and screaming. Usually they had enough experience to not be bothered by such situations. However they had none when it came to sentient robotic beings.

Especially one who clearly had a thing with one of their Super AI units. It was widely known that BP-119 was clearly having something between the grey scales one. And it didn't help that the lack of information was still in the works. Even they had no clue to what was exactly going on. In the dark as anyone else without clarification to handle the notes.

||"Let them blow off steam, but keep an eye out on Phantasmas. The Golden One." She simply replied with her focus on the door she was entering. A card swiped later, and she exited the hallway, heading deeper into the building.

Wing C_ unlocked_ 7:00 P.M

|| well what the hell are we supposed to do?! We can't tell them anything!

Gunmax slammed his flask down onto the ground below him, frustrated with the situation. Yet silently grateful for being allowed to wonder around. Being cleared of any abnormalities with his system. Yet steamed of not being able to go elsewhere, interact with anyone else, and trapped with...

Her. Until someone else was given the green.

|| Don't be like that! It take time Gun, well be fine and they'll be fine! I'm sure they already told someone.

Kouryu stood before Gunmax with her hands placed on her hips. Staring him down as he groaned. Rolling his head back and- if he could, roll his eyes at her. Obviously, he didn't care too much or cared for her being there.

|| what's wrong?

She asked him as he slowly looked at her again. Flicking a wrist to the side as she watched and listened for any answer.

||You're the boring one.

He didn't respond when she gasped and stomped her foot at the answer. A smirk crossing his face as she turned on her heel, and walked off.

Snappy Spark of Gold

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reply to ♡♡ Rebooting Hearts Prompt♡♡

A lot happened. Firstly, the AIs– all of them fell to MIA– and the organizations were in an uproar. The small group of cybertronians was worried as everyone else, and Ghostwire was stricken with grief along with her worries.

And lastly, a mini bot was no longer a mini bot. Despite being slightly mellowed out, a fire in Phantasma’s soul burns. She is worried, doesn’t get her wrong, but Phantasma grew understandably irritable each day by no news about the situation– and her baby sister’s seeming constant depression.

With enough of the radio silence, the dull blue and gold femme marched towards the building. The surfacing anger grew as the femme approached the draw, walking past the works and pleading for Phantasma to stop and listen.

She was exhausted from hearing stop with no satisfactory answers. Phantasma wants to give everyone a piece of her processor.

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||"well we can't actually say more then that...confidential information is the short and closest answer I can give...besides..."

The man rubbed his head as he tried to figure something out that could satisfy their answer. Something to give them and keep them busy. He was already tapping the emergency lockdowm beneth where he sat. As well nervously tapping his fingers.

A women came up from the other side of platform. Her stride holding purpose and eyes slicing into the ones attempting to enter. She stopped at the edge as she gazed upon them.

||"I know you are worried for them, concerned, and upset by the lack of news for the condition on the braves. But we cannot allow anyone inside for the moment. We will update you when we are ready."

Seia paused as she rolled over something else.

|| "You are not alone in knowing if they are alright, Yuuta, Mamoru, Swan,and Ayako are on the list for any major updates, which have been the case. What I can say is they are online but need to have a few tests runs before we can give anything to the public. I apologize for the lack of updates."

With that, Seia began yo walk away, having little time to stay and chat or answer questions. She had to return and lend a hand to the operations.

Snappy Spark of Gold

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reply to ♡♡ Rebooting Hearts Prompt♡♡

A lot happened. Firstly, the AIs– all of them fell to MIA– and the organizations were in an uproar. The small group of cybertronians was worried as everyone else, and Ghostwire was stricken with grief along with her worries.

And lastly, a mini bot was no longer a mini bot. Despite being slightly mellowed out, a fire in Phantasma’s soul burns. She is worried, doesn’t get her wrong, but Phantasma grew understandably irritable each day by no news about the situation– and her baby sister’s seeming constant depression.

With enough of the radio silence, the dull blue and gold femme marched towards the building. The surfacing anger grew as the femme approached the draw, walking past the works and pleading for Phantasma to stop and listen.

She was exhausted from hearing stop with no satisfactory answers. Phantasma wants to give everyone a piece of her processor.

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||”You can’t be in here!”

Entouji shouted as the bots began to enter, for the first time, they had to active the barriers against their newly acquired allies. A concerned tone taking place as he watched them approach. He knew they couldn’t be in there now, it was permitted as far as he knew. President Tagia was with the bots along with the organizers and commissioners. They were currently running tasks on the bots. Attempting to figure out what had occurred and why it continued on for so long. Something had happened, yet nothing outside of their headquarters or within the city limits happened. It was pleasant for many.

But to them it was deeply concerning. For a year nothing had occured. Nothing at all, minor stings and operations of course, but none of their known enemies had done anything.

Snappy Spark of Gold

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reply to ♡♡ Rebooting Hearts Prompt♡♡

A lot happened. Firstly, the AIs– all of them fell to MIA– and the organizations were in an uproar. The small group of cybertronians was worried as everyone else, and Ghostwire was stricken with grief along with her worries.

And lastly, a mini bot was no longer a mini bot. Despite being slightly mellowed out, a fire in Phantasma’s soul burns. She is worried, doesn’t get her wrong, but Phantasma grew understandably irritable each day by no news about the situation– and her baby sister’s seeming constant depression.

With enough of the radio silence, the dull blue and gold femme marched towards the building. The surfacing anger grew as the femme approached the draw, walking past the works and pleading for Phantasma to stop and listen.

She was exhausted from hearing stop with no satisfactory answers. Phantasma wants to give everyone a piece of her processor.

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Yay, you're alive!

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■■Rebooting Hearts EVENT♡♡

|| "my joinnnnttts!"

Hyoryuu stretches our his limbs as the sounds of mechanical whirring and metal being unlocked echoed through the facilities' walls. He raised his arms up first, then his legs. The sounds echoed around him and swiftly began to awaken his fellow braves.

Strangely enough, it seemed the other braves had been put into the same mode as he was. Because the same thing occurred for them as it had for him. More sounds of gears, joints, metal, and their voices. Deep and aching, slow with words. All questioning what occured to them.

|| "anyone got any good idea what that was about?!"

Gunmax was currently making circle movements with his arm. He grumbled as he did so. It was sore and annoyingly loud.

•》》The brave units have been MIA for some time. Civilians are concerned, and their partners and organization in shambles. What has causes this?

▪︎▪︎hellllo!

I'm alive and well, I just got back into this - as you can tell ^^ I'll be here for a while again! Also. I'm rebooting a few things since it's been... a hot while. I'll be doing a few upgrades and that whole I'm here!

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(So what do you think of this new coloring? Be honest here.)

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"Of course, the tour can wait till tomorrow, you were shown the more important areas." He smiled briefly before allowing her a better view of them. Allowing all the personalities to be shown in their glory. They all seemed to be excited, curious, amused, and overall friendly and welcoming.

!Falling apart!

AU MAS Starter for @braveggg-hq (hidden Ghost AU)

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The hallways of the building were in a period of lulled transition. Day shift leaving while the night shift is about to take over at the Brave GGG facility. The first to be switched over was the security; they had to protect the personnel, and the sensitive and fresh eyes were a significant risk they had to take.

Quietly walking down the halls, someone was coming inside. An tall woman in a purple jumpsuit uniform branded on the left side, GGG security, tucked in grey compact boots. The sleeves curled up before the bend of her arms- revealing bright pink tattoos with cybernetic lacework. And the black fingerless gloves. Her black hair was cut short on the back, barely neat under the security cap- but one can still see hot brown eyes and grey makeup. All to distract from her covered scarred neck. Went toward most of the work as she stopped at a scanner, quickly wiped out her ID and allowed in with a ping, and started her shift. Ghost- or, as she called herself here on earth, Suni. It is creating another day here.

It was like an odd dream to her, she thought to herself. One moment quieting one job- nearly getting blacklisted in the process, but the next, she’s here, working. A blessing to the tired ex-Decepticon.

Stopping by the predesignated spot, she waited until her AI Supervisor could appear and brief her on tonight’s shift.

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"I-must have glitched." No he wouldn't. Kouryuu smiled sweetly at the smaller AI asshe gave his head a pat of encouragement. "We all get jumpy at times. This is you're first time then!" She was trying her best to make him feel better. Less embarrassed about it, though she was certain, he was feeling worse now. A+ for effort.

"I don't think you are doing...much to help..." the large dark red brave spoke up, a fire insinga on his helm. To his right was a dark blue colored brave with a strikingly mirroring appearance say for his color and insigna.

"I think she's doing great!" A very strikingly cartoony and slightly childish voice came from Mic. He tilted from one foot to the other as he spoke with his arms up. "But she wins! I never got him to do that!" They all had their bets. They just never worked. till now- this was on accident. But still counted! "Mic you're making it sound like I wanted to do it!" Kouryuu pouted as Volfogg watched in in silence. He had a hard-to-read the expression as he watched.

!Falling apart!

AU MAS Starter for @braveggg-hq (hidden Ghost AU)

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The hallways of the building were in a period of lulled transition. Day shift leaving while the night shift is about to take over at the Brave GGG facility. The first to be switched over was the security; they had to protect the personnel, and the sensitive and fresh eyes were a significant risk they had to take.

Quietly walking down the halls, someone was coming inside. An tall woman in a purple jumpsuit uniform branded on the left side, GGG security, tucked in grey compact boots. The sleeves curled up before the bend of her arms- revealing bright pink tattoos with cybernetic lacework. And the black fingerless gloves. Her black hair was cut short on the back, barely neat under the security cap- but one can still see hot brown eyes and grey makeup. All to distract from her covered scarred neck. Went toward most of the work as she stopped at a scanner, quickly wiped out her ID and allowed in with a ping, and started her shift. Ghost- or, as she called herself here on earth, Suni. It is creating another day here.

It was like an odd dream to her, she thought to herself. One moment quieting one job- nearly getting blacklisted in the process, but the next, she’s here, working. A blessing to the tired ex-Decepticon.

Stopping by the predesignated spot, she waited until her AI Supervisor could appear and brief her on tonight’s shift.

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"The poke? Ah! I saw a video that the Braves Boss, Yuuta, had shown us!" She motioned to the group, mostly pointing out the ones who were shown such a video. ";Drill Boy, Bishop, and Mic." Each AI being pointed to in a informal introduction.

"Someone poked a cat's nose and went 'boop!' I've been doing it to everyone all day." He beamed as his drills seemed to wiggle slightly, it could have been the way he bounced as he spoke. His dark emerald optics seemed to shine for a second. The blue-colored AI nodded silently with a small smile. Just observing for the moment as the orange one spoke up. He had a white and mostly sky blue paint job with Black accents to his hands and forearms, feet, and a smaller area just above his feet. . A boxier and simple framework with yellow stripes on his shoulders, starting from eh outer top and going inwards. A red colored piece was located in the middle of his head and two more on the front of his hips, Sirens it appeared to be. The last AI seemed to be a child's toy, but sized up ten times. Simple and blocker then them. Two huge cartoony screen eyes started back at the new face. Red and light blue majored his frame, just under his screen eyes a darker blue with two white lines running horizontal along the surface. Three stars adored it as well, two smaller ones on the upper corners and one large star int he center of his fronal case. His feet seemed to be modeled like a child's shoes. Overall- He really seemed out of place with the other Brave units.

!Falling apart!

AU MAS Starter for @braveggg-hq (hidden Ghost AU)

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The hallways of the building were in a period of lulled transition. Day shift leaving while the night shift is about to take over at the Brave GGG facility. The first to be switched over was the security; they had to protect the personnel, and the sensitive and fresh eyes were a significant risk they had to take.

Quietly walking down the halls, someone was coming inside. An tall woman in a purple jumpsuit uniform branded on the left side, GGG security, tucked in grey compact boots. The sleeves curled up before the bend of her arms- revealing bright pink tattoos with cybernetic lacework. And the black fingerless gloves. Her black hair was cut short on the back, barely neat under the security cap- but one can still see hot brown eyes and grey makeup. All to distract from her covered scarred neck. Went toward most of the work as she stopped at a scanner, quickly wiped out her ID and allowed in with a ping, and started her shift. Ghost- or, as she called herself here on earth, Suni. It is creating another day here.

It was like an odd dream to her, she thought to herself. One moment quieting one job- nearly getting blacklisted in the process, but the next, she’s here, working. A blessing to the tired ex-Decepticon.

Stopping by the predesignated spot, she waited until her AI Supervisor could appear and brief her on tonight’s shift.