How Can The World Want Me To Change?

*{Indie TFP OC Blog}* My name is Star Chaser. Hunted by the Cons and a framed Criminal among the Autobots, I am an unwanted exile. Approach me with caution... They do say I'm a mass murderer after all...

[hoard-of-the-dragon]

Optimus through the years

2007: Soft baby 2009: Soft dead baby 2011: Hits puberty 2014: “thEY SLAUGHTERED RATCH E T!!” 2017: *bloWS UP CHAIR*

[abs01utelynobody-blog]

😅😅😅 I swear, whomever designed the Transformers: The Last Knight motion posters: A) Was a female; & B) They had full intentions to make every woman drool and they nailed it!

[faindessiness]

I have returned.

[autobotexile-blog]

Arctic Night Studios Commissions: OPEN!

Well this is the first time I’ve done a commission post of this size. I hope to get some attention and earn some money to put towards getting a few things I’d like to get. J Signal boos...

{[OOC]} Hey guys! I am taking commissions on my deviantART account. I’d really appreciate if you stopped by and took a look. If you don’t want to commission me a signal boost would be great!

Thanks! <3

[autobotexile-blog]

BOLD any fears which apply to your muse. Italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

Tagged by: @visionaryprime

the dark | fire | open water | deep water | being alone | crowded spaces | confined spaces | change | failure | war | loss of control | powerlessness | prison | blood | drowning | suffocation | public speaking | natural animals | the supernatural | heights | death | dying | intimacy | rejection | abandonment | loss | the unknown | the future | not being good enough | scary stories | speaking to new people | poverty | loud noises | being touched

Tagging: anyone who wants too

[visionaryprime]

━「fun in the jungle ♔.

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{[All was quiet in the semi-tropical terrain that surrounded Star Chaser currently. For most it would be a welcomed relief but for the blue femme it made her antennas quiver anxiously. It was too quiet.]}

{[At that moment it came to her attention that she had not yet checked in with Optimus to update him of her status. Just as she was about to open her comm line, the Prime’s voice rang clearly in her audial. Cocking her head in confusion for a moment, Star batted her optics before reply.]}

“What’s your situation? Are you alright?”

[visionaryprime]

—   ( ♛.       [ I am fine, ] he assured her, taking full stock of his situation. He was indeed slowly sinking into the mud, but not at a concerning rate. As long as he remained still, the process was incremental. [ However, what I thought to be terra firma turned out in fact to be otherwise, and I find myself in need of a hand up, as it were. ]

Gently, he worked a servo free from the muck. There was a small tree growing nearby. It would serve well as leverage — IF he could reach it.

[autobotexile-blog]

“I’m on my way.” {[She replied promptly as Star made her way through the lush foliage to the Prime’s coordinates while taking extra precautions to not find herself in the same predicament. Flicking her antennas as she listened to her surroundings, she pushed past a wall of large leaves to come upon her mission partner in his current predicament.]}

{[}Pausing for a moment as she blinked her optics dumbfoundedly, the femme shook herself from her stupor before assessing her surroundings. A small tree close to Optimus’s location in the viscus muck was probably the best solution available to them at the moment. Approaching the sapling and gripping it firmly by its base, Star pulled it from the ground as clumps and bits of soil rained down from its tangled roots. Shifting closer to the marshy pool Star tested the edge with a pedetip before squaring her stance and extending the tree out to him.]}

“Grab on. I’ll try and pull you out.”

[zenja-soba]

When your mutuals are going through some shit

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@visionaryprime

[rosesinmisery-deactivated201311]

Reblog if you are a very insecure role player.

[wordsnquotes]

She was so much better at being alone; being alone came more naturally to her. She led a life of deliberate solitude, and if occasional loneliness crept in, she knew how to work her way out… Or even better, how to sink in and absorb its particular comforts.

Cynthia D'Aprix Sweeney, The Nest (via wordsnquotes)

[visionaryprime]

━「fun in the jungle ♔.

@autobotexile

—   ( ♛.      It wasn’t the FALL that sealed his fate, Optimus mused in the following minutes, but his own reflexive attempt to catch himself as he stumbled.

            This was because the firmament upon which he stood was, apparently, NOT.

            Mud sucked at his wrists and pedes, seeping around his knees where they met the surface. It was the sort of wet, viscous muck that pulled all the harder the more one struggled ━ perhaps not entirely earth and water, but something more WICKED.

            Unfortunately, this had not occurred to Optimus until he was well and truly mired. 

            Exventing loosed an exasperated gust of air from his smokestacks. He turned his last resort, and opened the commlink to his current mission partner.

            ❝ Star Chaser, I believe I require assistance. ❞

[autobotexile-blog]

{[All was quiet in the semi-tropical terrain that surrounded Star Chaser currently. For most it would be a welcomed relief but for the blue femme it made her antennas quiver anxiously. It was too quiet.]}

{[At that moment it came to her attention that she had not yet checked in with Optimus to update him of her status. Just as she was about to open her comm line, the Prime’s voice rang clearly in her audial. Cocking her head in confusion for a moment, Star batted her optics before reply.]}

“What’s your situation? Are you alright?”

[jade-grimbark-harley]

WHEN YOUR ROLEPLAY PARTNER IS AMAZING AND PERFECT AT THEIR WORD CHOICE AND SENTENCE FLUENCY TO THE POINT WHERE IT LEGITIMATELY INTIMIDATES YOU

[hyenahub]

YES.

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@visionaryprime

[silentwanderingspirit-deactivat]

Reblog if you are female and are a fan of Transformers

My brother does not believe that girls can like things like action and giant alien robots. He says that they are too rough for us and that we should just stick to pink, frilly dresses. Come on, Tumblr. Lets prove him wrong.

[madmud2730]

That poor naive fool.

[hoard-of-the-dragon]

Tell him and is stereoptical butt i said good luck with getting a girlfriend

[breakdownhammer-tfp]

“Mun’s a female.”

Damn right I am. X3

[starsarescreaming-archive]

Headcanon: Cybertronian Threat Displays

Though an intelligent species with the ability to issue verbal warnings, Cybertronians do have an instinctual physical reaction to potential threats, meant to intimidate and warn others away.

This reaction can of course be over-ridden by the rational processor.  Still, minor elements of it will usually manifest in an angry or frightened Cybertronian’s body language.

Though it varies depending on frametype, the display is typically both a visual and audial one.  Visually, the bot will flare any loose plating, along with spreading appendages such as wings or extra limbs, in an attempt to make themselves appear larger.  This will be accompanied by flashing biolights wherever visible.

Audibly, the bot will make some manner of noise with their systems, which grows gradually louder if their warning is not heeded.  For ground-type bots, this often manifests in revving their engines; for smaller flier frames, they will release air through their vents in a hiss.

Still others have been known to partially transform parts of their frame back-and-forth between alt and root modes.  This might be meant to insinuate a willingness to initiate combat if needed; it also might be a side-effect of a preparation to flee.

As previously mentioned, this response is fairly easily over-ridden by the rational processor, and full threat displays in Cybertronians are quite rare.  However, the behaviour is known to manifest in soldiers suffering from combat stress, or in (usually first-time) creators defending their young.

[unsiighted]

PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU ARE 18+

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{[The desert sun bore down upon the dry terrain as two vehicular form made their way across the barren landscape. Deep blue flecks sparkled like stars in the night sky as the radiant sunlight bouncing off Star Chaser’s chassis. The femme followed a comfortable distance behind the powerful semi leading the way before her.

Star was still leery of her new peers, but out of them all she experienced the lowest level of anxiety around him. The femme was unable to place her digit on it, but she could withstand the Prime’s presence without much trouble.

Given the circumstances, it was inevitable that she would find herself on a scouting mission with her new leader. So far their patrol had been fruitless much to Star’s approval. It allowed her to remain silent and engage only when spoken to. Star knew in time she’d have to interact more and more with him and the others, but for now she was content maintaining her distance]}

[visionaryprime]

—   ( ⚔ ) ::             Through millennia of leading the Autobots, Optimus had found that the best way to get to know a newcomer was to take them on a routine patrol.

            Star Chaser was hanging back. This was neither unusual nor unexpected. Most mecha were happy to let Optimus lead, deferring either to his greater experience or simply to his authority. He still knew little about where the femme had come from, but given her experience with authority, it made sense that she was reluctant to draw attention to herself. She followed at a distance, and reacted little to the world around her. He had thought at first that she was not even paying attention, but a flare of her EM field at a passing human vehicle told him otherwise.

            It made sense, but it was not what Optimus needed from her. Team Prime was of necessity a tight-knit group. If she was to fight with them, he needed to trust her implicitly, and for that, he needed to KNOW her first.

            Thus, about ten minutes out of the base, he opened a secure commline, and sent her a polite contact request.

            :: Might we speak a moment? ::

[autobotexile-blog]

Her speed momentarily slowed as Optimus’ voice rang clearly through her comm. Quickly accelerating to her prior speed she replied as calmly as she could though a fleck of nervousness lingered in her vocal processor.

::Of course.... What did you want to talk about?::

Internally she kicked herself for her insecurity when speaking to him. Her time in isolation made it difficult for her to engage in conversation with anyone it seemed. She wanted so badly to belong on this planet and not have to fear being hunted anymore. That required she communicate with him despite her insecurities.

[alucardy2000]

Optimus Prime appreciation post!