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@conningandgrifting
Send me ♪ for a song that reminds me of your muse
bonus: send ♬ for a song that reminds me of our muses together
♪ ♬
Send me ♪ for a song that reminds me of your muse
Tormentor: Oh, OHO, you asked for it! Here’s one you lovestruck spark.
bonus: send ♬ for a song that reminds me of our muses together
And here’s looking at us
Open for Commissions for the first time!
I was planning to open them regardless, but now I have to pay to retake a class that I just don’t have the fund for.  I’ll be saving up all I can but any commissions purchased will go straight to paying for it!
Reblogs are helpful 💖✨
Will do and Will not below:
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Okay but just imagine bots pinging each other accidentally as they recharge, or sending random texts filled with a bunch of auto-corrected garble because they’re having a bad dream and it’s so real it’s engaging that part of their systems. Alternatively, they’re having a really exciting, adventure-filled dream and it has the same result.
Internet Update
((It’s still broken.
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Reblog if your muse can sing.
I love singing!Â
9 with glare and amok
Dumb teenage robots in love
>I *pulls them apart*
No kissin' 'til yer bonded.
Grifter to Torms: Stomach, Fingers, Over the heart (IT'S GUUUY LOVE THAT'S ALL IT IS, GUY LOVE HE'S MINE I'M HIS *mun sings songs into the distance*)
"If you love me then why haven’t we bonded already??"
Tormentor is joking. Maybe. Depends if Lockjaw is fine with a three-way bond.
Grifter might just be side-eyeing Lockjaw maybe just a little as if looking for some form of okay.
Torms and Amok - Quiet Me (Good fricken luck ewe)
This is the absolute last time he agrees to any “favors” for Grifter. Babysitting Amok was one thing, when he was QUIET. Not at the moment, nope, the bitlet was WAILING.Â
"Just shut up already.” Tormentor groaned, scrubbing his face with his hands.  Amok was bound to wear out his vents at some point.  ”I said I was sorry before, you don’t have to make me feel any worse.”
Oh, Grifter was going to kill him when he finds out that his best friend accidentally burned his sparkling. He completely forgot that bitlets weren’t as heat resistant like everyone else.  Poor little Amok was crying on the berth where he -on top of everything already- DROPPED him.
Calling a medic was probably the best thing Tormentor could do to redeem the bitlet.
::Fusi—:: He started to comm the Alliance’s head medic when Amok sent out another bellow of cries emanated from the bitlet.  The ex-con grabbed one of the pillows in the room and slammed it over Amok.Â
"SHUT UP I SAID!" Tormentor yelled, smothering the sparkling.  He took it a vent before comming Fusion again.  ::Fusion, something is wrong with Amok, could you come over to Grifter’s room to take a look at him?"
Never again, would Grifter let him be alone with Amok.
Dance Apocalyptic - Janelle Monáe.
Cyberchanteuse Janelle Monáe makes music that continues to defy classification. Her latest offering is the really excellent psychedelic-pop-funk-R&B-punk-soul album The Electric Lady, constituting the fourth and fifth installments of her acclaimed Metropolis series.
"Dance Apocalyptic" is a huge amount of fun. It’s bright as a Blade Runner neon sign, as contagious as a computer virus, as commanding of attention as HAL 9000. This is where 21st century pop is supposed to go. Janelle Monáe is the singularity.Â
Contributed by @orchidhunter.