These bodies were never ours,
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// GOD ITS DONE, ITS ONE OF THE BIGGER PROJECTS I WAS RUSHING-- its on premiere. Happy birthdat @kalybaly
-- involves me, @arseg0etia @sleepytime-muses @papa-birb-kai @starkitters @despicable-ruler @bishopinblue and @oddling3000 NGL WE DID ALL THE ART IN LIKE 24 HOURS AND WE'RE TIRRED BUT WE LOVE YOU KALY
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That... doesn't look like the Starscream he knows and loathes. But, as they say, looks can be deceiving, so Cliffjumper quietly transforms one arm into blaster mode, just to be on the safe side.
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He narrows his optics, his arms crossed over his chassis like a grumpy toddler. "So I see you and Kup have an... interesting relationship." He jets his nose out, giving him the stink eye. Protective seeker, be he.
Megatron calmly finishes reading Magnus' memo about light fixtures on D deck before writing a short acknowledgement only then did the gray mech look up at the grumpy seeming seeker. "Starscream, what I do off shift or who I'm in a relationship with is no longer your business."
The warbuild looked at Starscream with a little frown. "If Kup is not happy he would have told me as I very much doubt he would have agreed to this out of fear."
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...that can't be good. Volume is just gonna, set this crate down, and slowly reach for the Patrol badge magnetized to the left side of his chestplates. So much for a quiet supply run...
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❝ i have crippling depression ! ❞
"Aw what? That's one of the most intense battles anyone can fight."
Rex gave Starscream a little pat on the shoulder. Solidarity.
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"Oh look what I found."
He stares at the datapad that he'd hid in his desk a while back.
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@despicable-ruler Hannah see’s plane... planes are cool
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“You know... I wouldn’t be that opposed to seeing alien life forms come to earth. Benevolent ones, just exploring the cosmos like us.”
Diggy paused in the middle of sipping on her E-tank, and slowly turned her head to glare at her much younger sibling. Celerity, if she was aware of the disdain radiating from her younger linemate at the thought, ignored it in favor of staring thoughtfully at the dim pinpricks of light dotting the city’s night sky.
“Celerity. The last time we had a visit from outer space, it was from a bunch of ominicidal maniacs - and mind you, we’re not completely sure as for whether we even managed to get rid of them for good. With our planet’s track record, ah’d rather we follow the Fermi paradox and never encounter sapient life ever again.” The smaller, older ‘bot uttered slowly, dipping her nose back into the can of fuel while her taller sibling unit sighed whistfully.
“I know, you’ve told me about it a dozen times in a couple of years. But still- one can be hopeful, right? They wouldn’t even have to be necessarily organic. I’d be delighted to meet technological life-forms. A bit like us.” Celerity hummed, drumming her fingers against the railing she’d decided to lean against.
“They’d see us as the human equivalent to lab-engineered monkeys. Complete with the uncanny valley repulsion that kind of situation would bring. Ah’d rather they be fleshy and accept humans are disgusting in a regular fleshy way.” Diggy added, eyeballing the bottom of her can, to Celerity’s annoyance.
“You’re just a pessimist.” She stated, to which Diggy rolled her optics with a groan. “And ah’ll be ready if we get invaded a second time.”
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Space was an incredibly vast concept.
Functionally, it was a whole lot of empty NOTHING, filled with rocks and bits of rare elements floating about. Pockets of somewhat interesting things were few and inconcievably far in-between.
...And yet, paradoxically, that’s how Krigg found herself always back at her own little cobbled map of the galaxy, writing away in the vast margins of empty space, blotting out large swathes of the known world in a red overlay that her personnal color chart coded as “no-go zone”.
Because as soon as a race, ANY race, became space-faring, they usually worked to make the distance mean a whole lot less by any means necessary. Auspex arrays, deep space scans - freakin’ space bridges, to name a couple. Once there was danger in one concentrated point, it spread as far as their metaphorical eyes and ears could percieve, because their hands would soon follow that reach.
If being a free flying element with no allegiances other than her own had taught Krigg anything, it was that knowing which places to skirt carefully, or cross at one’s own peril, was the best way not to be caught with your pants down.
And as far as she could tell, Cybertronian space was one of those hard no-go zones. She didn’t know that much about them - most other sapients observed them from a stone throw away, and what they did have were spotty reports on a lenghty history of internal conflicts, making colonies almost exclusively for mining purposes, and a STRONG distaste for organic life.
Ah, and them being giant autonomous technological life forms. That was pretty important.
Didn’t stop them from occasionally puttering off away from their usual stomping grounds for whatever reason, though. Krigg would’ve lied if she said she wasn’t *slightly* curious about the sporadic change of habits, but she wasn’t going to risk her behind for it. Which was why she was sitting in complete engine darkness, her Revenger dead as a rock to scans and signals, filtering through distant radio chatter to jot down new travel routes to keep away from.
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Solus blinked startled at her newest visitor, and hoisted the huge Forge onto her shoulder as her Lathe dimmed down to an idle.
"Good evening," she greeted with a small nod. "How may I be of assistance?"
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chip off the old block!
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// well, heres all my doodles isolated from my drawpile.aggie-- thanks y’all
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A few gals from tonight's draw.
Feat. Starscream from @despicable-ruler
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He shakes his helm. "It comes with a rare condition I've heard of. Oh...what was the name of it... OH yes. Age." EVIL little smirk.
"Yeah yeah, I'm old, Earth's got polar caps, and acid storms are worse in the southern hemisphere back on Cybertron.
Yuk it up; you'll get here too someday."
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“I’LL have a problem??” He scoffed, his thumb jetting out as he jabbed it toward himself. “You’ll have the problem if I decide you’re not worth *living* anymore!” This was a big threat coming from an incredibly threatened con. “What is your name, if I knew it perhaps I’d permit you to continue your walk...”
Honey, you have a big storm coming...
“Listen, mate. I love a good authoritarian when in the sheets, but you’ve got a lot of nerve to pick me up off MY walk to report to YOU.” She grits her teeth, her pupils very small.
“My name is Jo-Ann. Now. Put me down before I cut your servo off.”
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