#bytesnbolts

[dimorphodon-defect]

With permission granted, Dragonsbane's body language visibly perked up and she jogged over to the sledge. With only a shift in her wings to keep her balanced, she lifted a case as if it were half its actual weight and braced it against her shoulder strut before turning to walk back towards the new stack by the entrance at a steadier pace.

Her small but dense frame had been built to hit with the force of a mech twice her size (a poor consolation prize for being built half the size of those she was meant to fight alongside). That strength was put to just as good of a use hauling around heavy cargo, and she preferred it that way, if she were being honest. She had despised the mining facility she'd once been condemned to at the end of her time with the Decepticons, but mostly because she had been confined underground. Physical work kept her servos busy and her processor from lingering on thoughts she didn't want (or wasn't ready) to deal with, and it had served her well as a coping mechanism for almost a year now.

Despite that, her thoughts still wandered to places she'd rather avoid as she carefully put down the case in its place on the stack and went back for one more. She couldn't say Nightsiren was wrong, even out of spite; Wheeljack and Carly aside, there were a few Autobots who had warmed up to her since her arrival, and all she had been doing was trying to stay out of trouble and stay busy. Bumblebee used to watch her from a distance, and now gave her a cheery 'Hi!' when they passed in the hallways. Mirage didn't sneer anymore when she asked him questions about what Cybertron was like, and while Ironhide's grumpy scowl around her hadn't changed, he'd still taken the time to help her when her liquid nitrogen tank had cracked after a failed flight had left her breathing puffs of chilly fog and she'd been too afraid to go to Ratchet.

That had to count for something, didn't it?

Dragonsbane put the second case down, still grudgingly absorbed in thought. Even the Dinobots hadn't been very friendly with her themselves until she'd survived a fight with Slag and sent them both to the medbay...though that was probably a more literal example of Nightsiren's sparring analogy than he'd intended.

"I guess you're right." The femme admitted at length. "I don't like it and it feels hopeless, but you're right. 'Just keep trying' is probably all I can do."

@bytesnbolts (cont. from this ask!)

“No!” The femme automaticaly bristled defensively from peds to wingtips. “I mean-. Maybe. I don’t know.” She grit her sharp denta in frustration. Really though, what had she been expecting, asking a loaded question like that? And of a stranger, to boot.

“I just-.” Dragonsbane huffed air through her denta. “I see everyone around me - all these Autobots - and they’re so different from me, and they’re happy, and I want to be that, too, but,” Her wings flared briefly, subconsciously emphasizing her words. “t feels like all my efforts get me nowhere.”

She didn’t want to only be stupid and destructive, but she was. The glyphs and symbols of her own internal HUD were still mostly gibberish, no matter how may times she studied the flashcards Prime had give her. She was never more at ease then when she could hit something as hard as she could and watch it shatter, but that’s what her old teammates enjoyed, too.

And she would be damned if she did anything like them.

[sweet-talkin-gladiator]

👐 or 👐 + 🔄 (Noodle to Noodle cheek squishing)

The first thing he would notice is that Nebulous's face is extremely soft, softer than a normal mechanical's face, the second thing to notice how their lips squish into a fishy pout, and the final thing is how the smaller bot squints at him.

Twitching their brows in frustration, Nebulous jerks their face from the grip and scrunches their face a few times, before rubbing it with the palm of their servo.

"There are other, less annoying, ways to gain my attention."

[scientificmicroscope]

For the How Feel/React meme: 🎁- They are given a gift they like 💣- They are given a gift they dislike

🎁- They are given a gift they like

If Quark received a gift he likes, he'll have a big smile on his face thanking the giver for such a wonderful gift and ask how did they figure out it was something he really wanted.

💣- They are given a gift they dislike

Quark would still thank them for thinking about him and getting him a gift. It's the thought that counts. He does have a lot of space in the lab to put it somewhere for display.

[photobombingcryptid]

4. Describe the first time using your talents. and 5. Does anyone you know have similar powers at their disposal?

4.  Describe the first time using your talents.

“It happened rather suddenly. Up until certain age, everything was normal. Nothing extraordinary or something that catches the eye of everyone involved. ‘Though one day when I woke up I didn’t feel right. Silly me thought of it as a rather sleepless night tossing about. Then, before I knew it, the biolights on my servos started pulsing rapidly and all I saw at the moment where warnings and flashes all over my HUD. Just as fast as it swarmed my vision, it disappeared and I could only wonder what on Cybertron had happened.”

“For a few weeks I felt tingling in my servos. It wasn’t until some folks from Jhiaxus Academy approached me offering potential answers. Long story short, I’m in some room, I imagine a very simple object in my mind - a ball - and some few servos movements the ball actually manifests on the table. Like, it’s not a hologram, it’s an actual physical object. And finally, my servos stopped tingling so much.”

5.  Does anyone you know have similar powers at their disposal?

“To my understanding, every outlier is unique. You have Skywarp who can teleport, Skids who learns new fighting skills just by observing... I remember some students from Jhiaxus who shared a broader spectrum of powers, such as fire manipulation. It’s almost as if elemental control was commonly spread and I recall some scientists trying to crack the code why there were so much. Then there’s me, falling into the odd category. Nobody in history of outliers could manipulate light to manifest physical objects so far.”

“I would go as far as to say it’s the closest thing to Primus’ abilities but I’ll sound like some religious freak.”

[raysofsinshine]

A ☆ for Ratchet!

14: One very uninterested, extremely fat cat

“Um... Why are you giving me this... thing? I don’t... Is it supposed to be this round?” Ratchet asks, looking at the fat tabby.

[unicronnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom]

Is Unicron able to mass convert?

    There’s a few ways to interpret that.

Unicron is an ever-increasing mass, incorporating materials and mass from every planet he consumes. Due to the nature of his Reactor (which is, tbh, a black hole and shouldn’t actually be able to increase the mass of the surrounding flesh) and how it processes material, approximately 10% to 30% of the material consumed is added to his size. 

      Metal planets tend to be easier to incorporate with the greatest mass increase, while gas planets are the hardest to process with the least amount of increase. 

     On the other implication, Unicron cannot actually control his size. He just automatically adds mass or consumes it as he goes. At this state of being, he has no subspace, no interdimensional pockets, so there’s nowhere to put hidden mass. 

     The smaller forms that are used to communicate with others were made so he could follow his Creator around and, if we’re to be technical, cannot actually exist outside of the body (but we have them do it anyway, because fuck it). Their height and mass stays stable (15 meters), as all material eaten is consumed but not incorporated. 

     Eventually, he’ll learn to stuff mass into small alternate dimensions made by his Angolmois rubbing at the fabric of existence. But, since he likes being as big as possible, he’ll never use that ability. 

[daringherring]

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:: Bombshell? Oh, I think my sister might’ve-…wait…no, that was a Cowbell. ::

Dealbreaker paces, tapping at his chin-plating with the slighter of his servos and racking his processor for any memories of a Bombshell. His internal ‘address book’ is not organized in any logical sense beyond ‘flirt-able”, “requested no flirting”, and “oh slag”. No telling where this Bombshell might fall in there; though, if the designation matched the interior, he might be filed under ‘flirt-able’.

:: Not ringing any bells. You know where he is? I’ll hit a bullseye.. ::

Bombshell is named more for his weapons capabilities than his looks, in Jazz’s opinion, and he really doesn’t make it onto most bots’ “flirt-able” lists. That tends to happen when you’re so opportunistically sadistic that even Decepticons don’t like you.

In any case, Jazz doesn’t know where the Insecticon is at the moment; the whole group of them are notoriously difficult to locate until they come out of the forests to enact some plot.

« Somewhere in Indonesia, I’d guess, » he offers, and sends over an image file of the Insecticon in question. « He’s not easy to find, but here’s the bot you’re lookin’ for. »

( @bytesnbolts )

[logically-memorable]

@bytesnbolts has been detected by security!

This frequency is unknown, as far as the systems can tell. Shockwave sighed, somewhat frustrated with the outdated tech they had to work with. After a long moment of tapping their claws against the console keys, the comms come online with a soft click.

:: This is Shockwave of Cybertron. State your designation and faction, if you have one, and if you wouldn’t mind answering a few questions? Just for the purpose of research, of course, and nothing malicious. ::

[autobot-scout-riella]

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams? Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?

Character Development Questions: Hard Mode | Accepting

Riella doesn’t dream much, but her nightmares, when they happen, are pretty much always about the people she loves dying horribly while she’s helpless to stop it. It’s her greatest fear and an experience she’s had more often than she’d like to admit.

[cyberghost-scout]

8- What life event would they rather die than live through?

“Easy one: going to war again.” She explained to them. “I’d probably had my life ahead of me taken before came on line and then it gotten worse partaking it out of revenge and naivety. I do not go back to that. Never again.”

[sweet-talkin-gladiator]

"You have been on my processor." (( Requiem ))

Leave “you’ve been on my mind” in my askbox for my muse’s reaction.

Nebulous looks up from the stacks of paperwork they’re currently dealing with, their finials twitching in interest when their lanky friend speaks.

“Oh, and why is that Requiem?” Nebulous stares unwaveringly at the cotton candy colored mech, “Knowing you, I am concerned with what that means.” Putting an elbow on the desk, they lean against the servo, propping up their helm. 

There is a twinkle of mischievousness in their optics.

[dustycords-redux]

📼 - An interrogation tape emerges regarding a recent interview with your character.  What are they being questioned for? 👟 - Is your character into personal fitness?  If so, what’s their exercise routine?

📼

🌐| Cordi's getting questioned about suspicious parcels that are labelled as "abstract sculptures" among her belongings.

🌐| Dustrunner's interrogation is about why she gave medical aid to a member of an opposing force by the opposing force.

👟

🌐| Dustrunner considers personal fitness important to maintain one's health. She mostly into yoga and strength training.

🌐| Cordi does need to maintain a certain level of fitness but she doesn't have a specific routine or time of the day dedicated to exercise. She'll do what she feels like doing, which usually involves weapons and occasionally an elliptical.

[charged-to-be-free]

:: Well, this feels weird, but I need one of those piles of fluff for something something. I'll take a rabbit if you've still got any. - Nightsiren ::

Megatron gives Nightsiren the bunny chuckling.

{"Take a good care of it."}

[seaquestions]

Flygon

don’t like it | meh | it’s cool | i like it | awesome! | one of my favorites

flygon is cool!! i never used one but im love its cute little face big goggles boy

[talentandlooks]

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:: What’s his poison? We can put it in a file and I’ll sneak it past the cop'per. - Dealbreaker ::

"Poison--?" Squinty optics.

[daringherring]

:: Hey Jazz. Yous-whos! Jazz? Jazzzzzzzz! To the window; to the Jazz! :: Dealbreaker loads marbles into his trash-launcher and flicks them all the way to the 1985 at Jazz, :: Compute quick, my mech! :: (( Ignoring meme ))

How to get Jazz’s attention

Very impressive! How do you get aim that good? Jazz doesn’t quite manage to dodge since–well–he really doesn’t expect to have physical projectiles launched at him by a bot he can’t see, has never met, and is pretty sure lives in a different universe.

« Hey, man, that’s a neat trick! Do you take commissions? »