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Stop Me, Chapter 1. Shadowzone

fanart for @megadoomingir and her incredible fanfic <3 still images under the cut

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How the humans here manage to be so bold is something eternally beyond him - for Team Primes little pets he understood at least, considering they were more accustomed to their presence. Those here really shouldn't be however, which makes the reaction completely unjustified. They should be terrified! There's a frustrated groan before speaking incredibly loud; both to be heard and to be an irritant.

"DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH MY SYSTEMS?"

It sounds like a leafblower, frankly, and he truly doesn't care much for it - pollen be damned. With his own glare, Mitch is reaching up for the side of his headgear with full intent on turning the speakers on the hearing aid function all the way down. ...Of course, the bot chooses to speak right after.

"If you got something to say you're going to have to speak louder than that!" Genuinely, he will need to speak up, now that Mitch has turned down the volume on the world... but also doubles a jab to the lawn mower going on in this guy's systems.

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As the Prime focuses on the state of his injuries, he does nothing but bristle under the attention - his eyes narrow at him and his wings lift, as if daring the other to say something about it. Being injured didn't make him weak; he wasn't stupid enough or willing to cower in front of Optimus Prime, end of the war be damned. As if it ever really ends. Besides, it isn't like Optimus can say much; his record was no better than Starscreams with death lately. He'd go so far as to say his was better actually, considering he'd died after the other.

The feeling of staring Optimus down feels akin to watching two animals pace, circling each other and waiting for the first strike. In this case however, neither do - Prime likely because he's too much of a soft spark, and him because all of his weapons have been taken offline and, again, he isn't stupid. He pulls a face and rolls his eyes at the comment.

"You really shouldn't - for all my claims to the Decepticons in his absence, I can only hope to live up to his glory."

OPTIMUS HAS YET TO TRULY COME TO TERMS WITH THE FACT that every other Cybertronian here was aware of his death save for him. Being brought to a foreign environment with no recollection of how he got there was bad enough , but being told of his own demise ? For any other 'Bot , it may have been too much to handle. Even as Prime , he finds it hard to wrap his mind around , no matter how long he spends trying to analyze every bit of information he gets surrounding his death.

LUCKILY HE WAS VERY WELL AWARE OF STARSCREAM'S PRESENCE HERE , no matter the . . convincing Megatron impression he had tried to pull on the forums. But as his optics focus on the Decepticon ( a title which he has yet to denounce , even considering the end of the war - but that doesn't come as much of a surprise to him ) they widen at the mere state of him. Both Cybertronians had their separate encounters with the Allspark , it seems. Close calls , perhaps , but Optimus was still not all too sure of the extent of his own demise. By the injuries present on the Seeker that stands before him , however , he can deduce that the patch job had to have been urgent. And recent , all things considered.

AS THE TWO STAND FACE TO FACE , neither of them make a move. He has no intent of meeting Starscream with hostility , no matter how their past meetings have gone. ❛ Starscream. Or should I say . . Megatron ? ❜ To think he would fall for such a thing. Though . . there was a small part of him that thought the whole ordeal just the slightest bit amusing.

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A grin spreads across his face at that, watching with interest as he downs the liquid in one fell swoop. Now all that was left to do was watch.

"How are you feeling? Any... different?"

" Suspicious liquid has never stopped me before and it will not stop me now. Cheers my friend. " SHOTS.

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There's a thin layer of water everywhere - surely not a good sign for his circuitry. Perhaps it's time to search for some higher ground... just in case it becomes more of an issue.

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Handing the first organic being he sees a glass full of energon from between his claws. He really really really wants to see what'll happen if a non-cybertronian drinks it.

"Here - it's on me. Make sure you drink the entire thing, quickly, before the taste kicks in. Like a shot."

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time to try and figure out how to draw this fucking guy again

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fellas is it gay to confess when you're about to die

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Brighter than I

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BOOM💥 redesigns of the silliest duo ever

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Tried something idk..

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HOW ARE WE FEELING ABOUT SEEKERS IN CARDIGANS.. ON CHILLI SPRING DAYS…. GETTING MATCHA.. FROM A CUTE BARISTA… IN AUTOBUCKS

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@motherplane liked for a starter !

This human is far, far too comfortable around him - she had no issue just strolling right up, standing far too close for comfort, with far too much confidence for the situation at hand. It's honestly unnerving. Briefly taken off guard he steps backwards from her, staring with a mix of bewilderment and outrage. Just who does she think she is!? Once the whole thing runs through his processor properly, the offense takes precedence.

"You - what are you thinking!? Do you realize how easily I could crush you? Rest assured, I have no problems reminding you."

He takes a step forwards, the impact landing heavily next to Harmony - a clear threat.

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i redownloaded tf2 again a few days ago after not playing for like 4-5 years…heres a shitty doodle as a result lol

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long time no see!

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Commander

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