#wam bam hologram| ic

[holos-prim]

Rose stood back, she looked at the small dark vent, there was no way in the pits that she was going to crawl through there. The young warrior shook her head.

“that’s too small. i’m not going in there.”

“Ugh same. I don’t care if Fowler believes a relic is in that goopy mess! Besides, I don’t sense nothin’ down there. I don’t know where he got that info from- but I think it’s bogus.” The gold and red Cybertronian grumbled.

[holos-prim]

"Excuse me, I just wanted to say that I really like your armor, very decorative."

(First meeting meme)

@fromwhencehastthoucomest

“Oh! Thank you!”

“What brings you to this area?”

[holos-prim]

(First intros) "I don't think we've met yet, but you looked like you need someone to talk to." -Solus

The matrix had be humming an unusual amount that day.

Prima kept earlier in the day “scolding” ie., yelling at her through the family bond because he found yet another imaginary failure.

And so, being ’so done’ with the whole thing she sat on a rock to clear her head.

Footsteps approach.

The relic hums louder.

“I suppose now is just as good a time as ever for meeting someone.”

“Oh and FYI- if you were sent to assassinate me, you’re outta luck. I’ve already foiled three other attempts this week.”

“But if you’re not, You can sit here if you can find a spot.”

Holos stares at her feet, frowning.

“Yeah probably.”

[holos-prim]

“A not so fun fact, if I’m standing in a room with a random person 9/10 the scraplets will go after me specifically.”

“…Guess who was used as bait to lure them out.”

“Yeahhh.”

[holos-prim]

"halos prime yes?" the femme asked shyly looking up from the datapad at the waiting room

“Yep that’s me.”

Usually she’d deny the whole prime thing, but that cat’s apparently already out of the bag.

So to sum up Holos’s no good terribly bad day she has 1) been sent by vector prime to who even knows when, 2) fainted because of leftover dark energon affecting her organic half

3) somehow some random doc found her scanned her spark and confused her matrix just doing it’s thing as ADVANCED cybercrosis of all things! And the good samaritan INSISTED that he drag her to get “help”, whatever that means.

The dame winced as another wave of unmakers plasma caused the room to spin a bit around her. “Sorry for possibly taking up you time for nothing.”

“Just a heads up, if you see the random medic guy who dragged me in, could you please somehow get him to understand that I’m NOT currently dying?”

[holos-prim]

“Sometimes I wonder what it’d be like to have a “normal” root/alt mode system…”

“My bipedal cybertronian mode is my alt., kinda like predicons and maximals do.”

“Hmm…”

[holos-prim]

:)

Uncle necklace:))

[holos-prim]

❛ get that thing away from me! ❜ ((From Dragonsbane, who is probably clinging to the ceiling at this point? XD If you're interested.))

“Bruh- it’s just a paintbrush. It’s not gonna eat yah!” Holos exclaimed after seeing her ally clinging to the grate of the ceiling vent.

[holos-prim]

“I may or may not be on a roof.”

“Man, I love being tall!”

[holos-prim]

Holos is not only stuck in her human alt-

She’s got them zoomies!

Therefore she is climbing any surface in sight.

[holos-prim]

“ seemed like a good idea at the time. ”   ((Hello! I am still trying to find our previous thread (which I have lost), but in the meantime, this felt like a Dragonsbane line.))

“But… why try to nail jello to the wall of Starscream’s personal quarters?” Holos asked in confusion. ”Just- why?”

[holos-prim]

“…Why did uncle Vector leave me a child’s blanket on my front porch????”

@traumathescalpelslinginfemme ((in character status update.))

[holos-prim]

After her insane holiday experience

Holos was completely exhausted in more was then one.

She came out of her bedroom blanket still wrapped around her.

She just wanted to curl up with a warm mug of apple cider, and find a way to be a properly coherent and productive member of society.

[holos-prim]

… kup probably wouldn’t like the knights hand speak for his name

[holos-prim]

“How come you were so nice to me.. you spared a DECEPTICON you know.”

@grcndedseeker

“Knights of cybertron aren’t allowed to pick factions.” She replied as she continued to wrap a bandage around her arm.

“I’ve met plenty of bad autobots and plenty of good decepticons and vice versa.”

Holos frowned. Drat- too loose, It was hard to apply bandages one armed.

“Unless you’re working with and or aiding unicron it’s not our business what brand you take.”

[holos-prim]

Holos wasn’t sure what to do with herself.

All she could think about was terminus’s cold empty sockets that had been staring back at her.

Her high lord protectors Barricade and Fritz, bless their sparks, were desperately trying to distract her from the incident.

But she couldn’t relax-

Not until Terra Nova Sentinel was perma-dead and no longer at large.