Hello There!

I am Terra, leader of the stardroids! I know we used to be enemies but I am willing to live peacefully with you all! Now to anyone who dares pollute the earth I would like to have a word with you! (Crossovers allowed, ask or rp with the cinnabon/pure stardroid Terra. M!As are allowed too) (Icon is by @bouncingaround) (M!A: None)

[cinnabon-terra]

“Human music has so much variety.”

[cinnabon-terra]

“So, what’s been happening?”

[cinnabon-terra]

no question, no RP, just here to say I hope you have a great day!

“Thank you!”

[apologetic-galaxy]

*blows the dust off this blog*

Hey there folks, sorry I haven’t been posting much here as of late but that partially has to do with me lacking motivation and partially due to not many being interested in this blog. (at least from what I know) But, my muse has been regained and I’ve got an idea on adding another but, I want to see there are people still interested in interacting with me, so...

Would you be so kind as to like or reblog this post if you have any interest in interacting with Astro or the new muse I have in mind? I really do want to do more stuff with this blog but, I need some ideas. Feel free to DM me if you want to work something out!

[cinnabon-terra]

The flower crowns in the yard (Open rp)

There have been strange reports of there being flower crowns put on various broken and unconscious robots that wander through the woods and broke. It’s certainly peculiar but was more peculiar is that it’s extending to not just the broken robots in the woods, but other robots who travel through it and run down robots in the junkyard. It made no sense, who would do such a thing?

Terra hums happily as he sat on the flower field, tending to the flowers to make them grow big and strong so that he can digitally replicate to make more flower crowns. It was something he discovered he can do with the old technology in his dome home and it helps him make flower crowns without resorting towards hurting the flowers, plus they last longer. Though he did pick some every so often so that the flowers don’t overgrow.

[dsn-001]

Hokay! Figured I’d get the ball rolling on this blog too, since I miss my sweet child Moon Moon.

Please like/reblog if you’d be interested in interacting with a Classic Mega Man OC with an MMX timeline!

[cinnabon-terra]

“??? I do not understand what is happening.”

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

cinnabon-terra​:

“Oh, I understand, still, thank you very much.” Terra said, nodding before he asks, “Um, shall we continue?”

He stood up a little shakily and starts to hover above the ground, moving around. The air was too tense for Terra’s liking so he decided to try and lighten it up. “So, what are ‘hobbies’?”

Diggy merely raised an eyebrow at Terra, a bit surprised that he felt like talking about such a mundane topic right after a traumatic event - she was pretty sure anyone else would’ve rather just gone home and curled up under a blanket. Was he just sort of used to that at that point, so much so he didn’t feel the need to recuperate? That was an unlikely, but grim thought that Diggy quickly shook off mentally, giving the tiniest of shudders. On the bright side, he was back to floating around.

“Ah’m startin’ ta’ think ya’ mighta’ forgot how ta’ walk places, seein’ as ye’ float everywhere.” Diggy chuckled to herself in a playful tone before clearing her voice, resting her hands on her hips. “Hobbies are things that take ya’ a certain’ time, but that ye’ just do ‘cause they’re fun and they help ya’ relax, and so you take an habit of doin’ it regularly. Can be anythin’, really, from paintin’ ta’ gardenin’, ta’ just playin’ certain games or’ sports. Anythin’, really.”

[cinnabon-terra]

“Maybe? I should try walking sometime.” Terra said, watching himself float before listening to Diggy. He found himself curious about hobbies so he asks,

“Does flower crown making count as a hobby?”

[magnetiix]

Starter/Interest Call

Like or reblog if you’d be interested in RPing with a Megamix!Magnet Man!

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

Nature walks

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

cinnabon-terra‌:

“Oh, alright then… Thank you…” Terra said with an unsure and hesitant nod, unfamiliar with such gestures but accepts them anyways. It felt nice and soothing.

“You are a very nice robot Diggy, very nice. Are all robots like that?”

Diggy promptly crammed the dirty tissues in a pocket, sighing as Terra seemed to stabilize - though, who knew how long that’d last. The little ‘bot was fully aware that he could fly off the handle without a warning at any given moment. Not reassuring, to say the least.

“Honestly, not everyone is as nice as me. We try to be nice but, there’s still some rotten eggs.”

[cinnabon-terra]

“Oh, I understand, still, thank you very much.” Terra said, nodding before he asks, “Um, shall we continue?”

He stood up a little shakily and starts to hover above the ground, moving around. The air was too tense for Terra’s liking so he decided to try and lighten it up. “So, what are ‘hobbies’?”

[robotiic-natiion]

Eternal Starter Call

So, I’ve known of a few blogs that do this, so I will do one as well! This will be my Eternal Starter Call post; how it works is that you like (or reply/reblog if you’re a side-blog) this post, and in doing so, you are showing that I am always welcome to;

Plot threads with you via IMs or Discord

Send you starters and/or asks at any time

Send you memes and prompts at any time

Or just shoot the shit and chat you all up!

Do not feel obligated to like/reply/reblog this post if you do not want to! But if you want to show me that it is alright to start role-playing with you at any time, then go ahead and drop a like/reply/reblog today!

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

Nature walks

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

cinnabon-terra‌:

Terra nods numbly, his arms went limp as he watches Diggy try and fish out the paper handkerchiefs before wiping his tears away, helping to do so in the process.

“Thank you… I apologise for being a mess right of now…” He sobbed, having calmed down a bit.

“Eh, eh, easy there - not like ah’ mind, nobody’s gonna’ go bother ya’ fer’ havin’ a hard day. Yer’ an amnesiac an’ whatever memories ya’ do have, they ain’t pretty, ah’ s’ppose.” Diggy reached to give the slumped Stardroid a few pats on the head, giggling to herself a the bold move. In other times, her arm would be gone twenty times over. “S’not like ah’ came over expectin’ ta’ find ya’. There’s no reason to apologize.”

[cinnabon-terra]

“Oh, alright then... Thank you...” Terra said with an unsure and hesitant nod, unfamiliar with such gestures but accepts them anyways. It felt nice and soothing.

“You are a very nice robot Diggy, very nice. Are all robots like that?”

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

Nature walks

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

cinnabon-terra‌:

Terra flinched at the sudden yelling, not expecting that at all. He continues to shake even after Diggy had calmed down as he tried to stabilise himself. He needs to calm down as well, relaxing and breathing. He couldn’t stop the tears from falling down but at least he’s calmer than before when he was a screaming mess.

“I- I do not know.. I, there w-was yelling, an-and explosions, and a b-blue burr o-of some kind… Th-there was a- a blast, I- I don’t know wh-what that was..”

It’s almost impressive for the stardroid to still be calm despite how much of a mess he is at the moment. However it’s very clear that Terra has no memory of such events he flashed back to and is very, very traumatised with what he saw.

“…From what ah’ do know, ah’ve got a pretty clear picture of what that coulda’ been. Aw, hold on, lemme’ just…” Diggy gently reached to pat Terra’s shoulders before fishing into her armor’s compartments, trying frantically to look for something that would help with that ‘bot’s free-flowing tears. He still felt really bad, and she had to command him for not freaking out about suddenly remembering his past as a murder-robot, except about as clear as mud.

Eventually, she unlocked a small compartment against her chest, pulling out a small package with a triumphant “AH-HA!”, that she quickly worked to open, pulling out disposable paper handkerchiefs. She folded one up, reaching to gently dab at Terra’s wet cheeks to try and clean him up. “Here, ah’ ain’t goin’ nowhere for now, dontcha’ worry…”

[cinnabon-terra]

Terra nods numbly, his arms went limp as he watches Diggy try and fish out the paper handkerchiefs before wiping his tears away, helping to do so in the process.

“Thank you... I apologise for being a mess right of now...” He sobbed, having calmed down a bit.

[cinnabon-terra]

“It is my birthday! Yay!”

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

Nature walks

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

cinnabon-terra‌:

Terra panicking was not normal.

He could hear cries, screams and sounds of all kind he never heard before.

It was only when Diggy gave him that grounding squeeze did he snap back to reality with a gasp.

“Wh- what happened?” He asked, looking at Diggy with tears in his eye.

“I-is something wrong with me?..”

“…YES?” Diggy sputtered loudly, watching as her shaking and squeezing brought the alien ‘bot somewhat back to reality. She grimaced - this probably wouldn’t help Terra at all, considering it was just pointing out the obvious, and that he probably didn’t want it pointed out. Not right after what sort of looked like a panic attack of sorts.

“You tell me what happened! Ah’ got no idea what just happened! Ya’ just fell down and started screaming completely outta’ nowhere! What’s going on inside that head o’ yours? I- u-uh, well, look, let’s calm down, okay?”

[cinnabon-terra]

Terra flinched at the sudden yelling, not expecting that at all. He continues to shake even after Diggy had calmed down as he tried to stabilise himself. He needs to calm down as well, relaxing and breathing. He couldn’t stop the tears from falling down but at least he’s calmer than before when he was a screaming mess.

“I- I do not know.. I, there w-was yelling, an-and explosions, and a b-blue burr o-of some kind... Th-there was a- a blast, I- I don’t know wh-what that was..”

It’s almost impressive for the stardroid to still be calm despite how much of a mess he is at the moment. However it’s very clear that Terra has no memory of such events he flashed back to and is very, very traumatised with what he saw.

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

Nature walks

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

cinnabon-terra‌:

Terra nods in understanding. “That makes sense, not everyone would love nature and some plants including flowers are dangerous. It is as if they come across as peaceful yet hides such deadly fangs.”

He stopped, his boots hitting the ground with a dull thud as he clutched his head, writhing on the floor in agony as he whimpers. Memories overtook him.

A blue blur.

Destruction.

The sound of a blaster shooting.

It all proved to be too much for Terra as he collapsed and screamed to the skies. It was as if he was being haunted, scarred deeply by a mist of the past.

He then heard a voice.

Yet he cannot reach it or figure out where it’s from.

He begged, begged for help of any kind.

He begged for the pain to stop by any means.

“Ooooh, hehehe… Yeeeeeah, right now, ah’ feel like this might be a situation of the pot callin’ the kettle black.” Diggy gave something of a strained smile behind her helmet. Cute but internally deadly. It was as if that guy really was tempting fate to come kick him in the teeth at this point. Or was playing mind games with her.

Probably the former, considering he immediately dropped into a screaming, whining mess on the floor after. The small ‘bot practically leaped back into the bush, but held back just in time to avoid her violently bugging off.

“HEY! HEY! DONT YA’ DO THIS TA’ ME, AHM’ NOT PROGRAMMED TA’ HANDLE SOME FORMER OMNICIDAL MANIAC HAVING A MELTDOWN!” She squawked in a measured concoction of panic, irritation, and worry. She reached for his shoulders, and gave him a grounding, nice squeeze. “Geezums, just get back to the present will ya’?”

[cinnabon-terra]

Terra panicking was not normal.

He could hear cries, screams and sounds of all kind he never heard before.

It was only when Diggy gave him that grounding squeeze did he snap back to reality with a gasp.

“Wh- what happened?” He asked, looking at Diggy with tears in his eye.

“I-is something wrong with me?..”

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

Nature walks

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

cinnabon-terra‌:

Terra was just a ball of confusion at Diggy’s actions. It was hard for him to understand this, and he doesn’t know why. However, he brightened up when Diggy had accepted that topic.

“Wonderful! What do you think about flowers? To me, they are wonderful and beautiful, although I do hear that some are quite deadly but I am not so sure on that.”

“Well, they’re plants, and ah’ dunno’ if ya’ noticed this but some plants ‘round here don’t really like lettin’ ya’ go when ya’ accidentally fall into them! And they ain’t exactly comfortable. Lucky me, ah’ got tough skin.” Diggy pointed a thumb at a thorny bush she could see some distance back. “So, same goes for some flowers. Some of ‘em got plenty of pointy bits.”

Diggy didn’t dislike flowers per se. She could admit there was beauty in them, but she wasn’t exactly gifted with a green thumb, and so she preferred to just sit and enjoy them at a distance where she couldn’t accidentally flop on top of them. “Buuut, honestly, when ya’ think dangerous flowers, some folks think about venom. An’ we usually don’t got much to worry about when it comes ta’ it.”

[cinnabon-terra]

Terra nods in understanding. “That makes sense, not everyone would love nature and some plants including flowers are dangerous. It is as if they come across as peaceful yet hides such deadly fangs.”

He stopped, his boots hitting the ground with a dull thud as he clutched his head, writhing on the floor in agony as he whimpers. Memories overtook him.

A blue blur.

Destruction.

The sound of a blaster shooting.

It all proved to be too much for Terra as he collapsed and screamed to the skies. It was as if he was being haunted, scarred deeply by a mist of the past.

He then heard a voice.

Yet he cannot reach it or figure out where it’s from.

He begged, begged for help of any kind.

He begged for the pain to stop by any means.