Ask the Pacifist

This is an indie G1 First Aid role play account. Aid is aware of the multiverse, but sometimes it takes him a while to figure it out. Aid is willing to help any and everyone, so if you need help just comm. him. I will be following the tag AskFirstAid (MagicAnon: none, accepting)

[purplebuddhaproject]

[askfirstaid]

"Hey" *sniffles*

 “Hi! It’s good to see you again, little grey face!” Aid chirped, opening his arms to hug the anon.

[aquaristlifeforme]

Some wiggly snow play time. We bring he snow intit their exhibit bucket by bucket. It’s a labor of love.

[epoulosiilio-blog]

“Am I going to be okay?” The newest member of cabin 7 asked. Finn wasn't adjusting well to learning he was a demigod.

guitar strums in the background playing 19th nervous breakdown // @askfirstaid​

“Hey- yeah, you’ll be fine, don’t worry about it!” Will reached out to tug the other into a hug, rubbing his arm affectionately in an attempt to make him feel better. “I know it’s weird when you first find out. It takes a while to adjust, I’ll admit that. But you have an entire legion of brothers and sisters and everything in between now to back you up, so don’t be afraid. You’ll be okay, I promise.”

[askfirstaid]

“B-but what if the monsters get to my family?! M-mom just got discharged a-and I-I don’t want her to get hurt anymore!” Finn keened, he had a been chased into the camp by a hydra. It was a lot for a twelve-year-old to take.

“Y-you’re sure we’re safe here?”  

[sentientsilverrocket]

|| starter for @askfirstaid (only because we haven’t interacted, and i need this robot to interact with more robots c:) 

🚀|| They were out on another rescue, but Thunderbird One found herself getting slightly bored with not having to help out anymore. Her pilot and two of the other Tracy boys were poking around underground for any signs of life so there was no need for heavy lifting unless one of them radioed in. They were close to a civilized area which had the silver Thunderbird surprised - it was a change for certain, but this looked like one of the places she had last run into one of those, other robots… What were they called again? Something starting with ‘C’… 

“… Two, stay here and help out if the boys call. I’m going for a wander,” she told the large, green machine sitting beside her, receiving a grumble in response as she got up and started to walk, occasionally painfully rubbing at her knee-joint. Had she damaged it while landing again?

[askfirstaid]

The Protectobots had been called into help with the aftermath of an earthquake. It had been a fruitless endeavor so far; not nearly enough workers for this size of land. Blades had commed him earlier that he saw two planes flew in earlier; he warned the gestalt that they had teeked wrong, almost like a sparked mech. Hotspot commed back that ‘If they aren’t going to hurt anyone’ the gestalt should leave them alone, they didn’t want to get into an altercation in the middle of a peace mission. 

Watching the transformed plane limping, Aid decided to disregard his brothers wishes. Jogging over to the mecha, he called, “Do you need help? I’m a medic!”

[sentientsilverrocket]

Well, that didn’t sound like Thunderbird Two… The silver rocket convinced herself to stop, looking around before glancing in the direction the voice had come, a little surprised at the smaller robot jogging in her direction. Visored violet optics watched him curiously.

Then One realised it was her he was speaking to.

“A… A robot medic?” she inquired out of curiosity. She’d never heard of that before… The only ‘medic’ she knew of was Virgil… “Ahh oh, I suppose so. How did you-…? Oh… My limp’s that noticeable huh?”

[askfirstaid]

Aid hummed noncommittally, already scanning the damaged limb.

“It looks like you have crimped coolant line. Has it been bothering you for long?” Aid asked, “You also have some corrosion your coolant lines, but overall you seem very well kept for a neutral. How did you come to earth?”

[cittamemes]

Ask the muse questions about their mun or vice versa, nothing is off limits!

[perylenegreen-deactivated202202]

illegal

[silveralicorn]

the squeaks

[positive-mh-recovery]

[animalrates]

For anyone who’s wondering, this is what happens after a doggo catches it’s tail… 11/10

animal rates?

[otpmusings]

Christmas AUs

“I found you crying on the floor tangled in a bunch of Christmas lights so now I’m desperately trying to get you out but you’re not helping me at all you’re just sitting there complaining and sobbing omg” au

“MY FAMILY ALWAYS HAS THE BIGGEST TREE WE’VE BEEN PICKING OUT THE BIGGEST TREE SINCE X YEAR AND IF YOU DON’T HELP ME LUG THIS THING BACK TO THE CAR I SWEAR WE’RE BREAKING UP” au

“We both hate Christmas. We’re not doing Christmas. I refuse to do Christmas. We’re having sex all day instead. Deal? Deal.” au

“Our first kiss was under the mistletoe at a party but somehow we managed to never exchange names and then we couldn’t find each other again for a whole two months afterwards because it turns out you were a gatecrasher as well and no one at the party knew either of us” au

“You hit me so hard with a snowball that you had to take me to the ER but it turns out that I’m actually extremely attracted to you and can’t help but forgive you so like? Maybe wanna get coffee after? You owe me that much” au

“I have a giant extended family and you barely have any family at all and this whole Christmas routine is getting tiresome for me but I can tell that you’re really enjoying yourself because it’s something you never got to do and watching you interact with my ancient relatives is fucking adorable” au

[beeftea78-deactivated20200113]

cuddling fairy wrens

reblog if u agree

[knockoutsapprentice]

There was a stunned silence after Col. Potter announced that they would be giving the baby to the monks. A normally meek voice snapped, "Well f*ck that shit!"

Kate blinked, turning to the individual who said it. “Finn?”

[askfirstaid]

Finn was shaking with anger. Eyes flashing he snarled, “I won’t let an innocent child be raised in hatred and shame. F*ck that shit.” 

[knockoutsapprentice]

“Finn. Calm down. It’s ok. We all think that too. Well, maybe not Frank.”

[askfirstaid]

Finn whirled on Col. Potter and demanded, “What do I need to do to adopt this baby girl. Do I need to be married? I will do whatever it takes.” 

“Yes, you need to be married, but what in the blazes are you thinking!” Potter said, “This better not be some horse hocky plan that will get us all in trouble?”

[i-justreally-like-cats-okay]

[askfirstaid]

Rough touch

25.  Your muse pins mine onto the ground.

Aid’s optics widened behind his optics, “S-s-stretcher? W-what’s going on?”

[knockoutsapprentice]

“Shh. Be quiet.” She whispered as several voices and footsteps passed the door they had hidden behind.

[askfirstaid]

::Whats happening!:: Aid commed frantically, ::How did they get that far into the base.::

[askfirstaid]

*picks up and swings around* Heya, little buddy :)

“Allen!” Aid beamed, “I haven’t seen you in ages!”

[alpha113nredshirteradicon]

askfirstaid:

alpha113n-redshirt-eradicon:

“Well, whose fault is that?” he snugs the medic bot.

“I know, I know!” Aid laughed, “But hurricane damage stops for no mech.”

“Hurricane damage? We’re you in one or helping those who were in one. Or both?”

[askfirstaid]

“I think both! We still aren’t sure if it was a huge storm or a hurricane.” Aid added conspiratorily, “It’s worse than the Blue-and-Black vs. White-and-Gold debate.”

[alpha113nredshirteradicon]

“Blue/black white/gold debate?” he is insure of what Aid means and how that is related to weather. “I don’t get what you mean.” he tried for a solid minute to understand. 

[askfirstaid]

Aid bumped his helm on Allen’s jaw, “It’s this silly debate over what the color of a dress; Blades and I swore it was white and gold, but Hotspot and Streetwise insist that it’s blue and black!”

[askfirstaid]

((sentence meme starters)) “You could have died!”

“But, I had to protect them!” Insisted Aid, “I couldn't move them yet!”

[jackofwheels]

Some of Wheeljack’s anger disappeared at First Aid’s words as he was forcibly reminded of times where Ratchet had said something similar. That did little to lower his worry however.

Letting out a vent, he spoke in a softer tone. “And what would have happened if you’d been seriously hurt? You have to be more careful.”

[askfirstaid]

Aid huffed, pouting “At least they would’ve lived.” He looked down, “Maybe it would’ve been better that way.” 

He shook the thought away, “Anyway, I’m a medic, so it’s my job to look after people.”

[jackofwheels]

“Trust me,” Wheeljack’s tone was serious as he continued to give First Aid a worried look. “You being hurt will never be a good thing.”

“Yes you’re a medic,” he then agreed. “A very good medic but seeing you do something so rash nearly gave me a spark attack. I just want you to be a bit more careful alright?”

[askfirstaid]

“I’m sorry.” Aid relented, snuggling into his creator, “I’ll try not to worry you again.”

[jackofwheels]

“Okay,” Wheeljack agreed softly wrapping and arm around First Aid. “That’s all I wanted to hear.”

[askfirstaid]

“I mean I only lost my arm, so it wasn’t that bad,” Aid muttered, “Bumblebee got there in time.”

[partyhardmedic]

"Humans are weird.." Aid muttered, "What are memes anyway?"

The outburst, subdued though it may be, takes Ratchet by surprise. First Aid was built to work with humans; he’s programmed to enjoy their company, and to strive to protect them in all situations. To hear him disparaging them, even so mildly, is unexpected.

“Sorry, what are what now?”

He takes a moment to run a search in his language database, attempting several possible spellings before hitting on what appears to be a match.

“Meme: noun; an idea, behaviour, or style that spreads from person to person within a culture. Well, there’s nothing strange about that.”

[askfirstaid]

Aid huffed, setting down his inventory gently. “Blades and Groove are spamming our group link with ‘dank memes’ and it’s so stupid! I’m trying to organize things.” He shook his helm, “I don’t why a frog named Pepe is so rare and amusing! Or why an ogre is life! It’s so weird.”

[partyhardmedic]

Ratchet blinks slowly, fixing First Aid with a thoroughly blank stare.

“Right… you lost me at ‘dank memes’.” Obviously, the dank descriptor is a slang word, since a unit of measurement of cultural evolution cannot physically be damp or humid. Just as obviously, despite priding himself on being Cool and Young and Hip, Ratchet has just found himself firmly on the clueless and unmodern side of the river bank, because he has no idea what anything First Aid just said means.

[askfirstaid]

“Now, I wouldn’t mind it too badly if they were from OUR own universe, but from random universes is a bit much.” He complained, “Other Aid’s Blaster got together with the Blaster in this universe and now he and Groove keep sending each other meme.”