Endless War Simulator

"'War is Hell' does not begin to describe what we've been through." [Indie Transformers Prime OC + Canons Multimuse, Semi-Selective, multiverse. As reset by Writer. Follows back from galaxies-unknown.]

[endlesswarsim]

“’War is Hell’ does not begin to describe what we’ve been through.”

Semi-selective Transformers Multimuse As Reset by Writer Follows from @galaxies-unknown​

Please reblog if interested in interacting~!

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FATE-CALLED

An independent, AU-centric RP/Ask blog with Optimus Prime variants, as well as his human charge/other half. Not affiliated with the fandom- just kinda here. If soulmate AUs and human x cybertronian shenanigans seem fun to you, then come on down!

Please be sure to read the Protocols before diving in to anything with me- and if you'd be kind enough, give this post a like/reblog. You can find information on the varying takes of Optimus and his organic soulmate on the Roster.

[archiveandhiatusmainofwriter]

Hello. If you see this post, it means that you are currently following either an archived or forgotten blog of mine (Writer). A list of current blogs and active muses will be under the cut. After today, I will be cutting ties/deleting session box logins for everything save the @archiveandhiatusmainofwriter, and the future session box for @truly-quirkless.

@toshinoris-spouse - Current Main Blog (No muse, OOC nonsense)

@reflections-of-mobius - Under the main. Muses: Arwen Conch the Cat-Bat (OC), Cinnamon "Cinn" Curl the Cheetah-Fox (SI), Fin Floss Freja the Galago (OC), Mephiles "Murk" the Dark (Canon), Node Dust Gate the Fennec Fox (SI), Shadow "Rust" the Hedgehog (Canon), Sonic "Bless" the Hedgehog (Canon), Strawbeet/Barry the Quokka (Canon), Tempest Mirror Lock (OC/SI), Dark Gaia "Tenebrosity" (Canon).

@truly-quirkless - Currently under the main. Hoping to move eventually to its own URL so I can follow independently from there. Muses: Toshinori Yagi (Canon), Finley Well (SI).

Other URLS are for non-RP accounts, and will thus not be shared since I assume this will only be reblogged to my RP blogs.

[endlesswarsim]

Hey guys! Just an update:

I currently RP as the following on my main multimuse (more than just these, though):

A self-insert Cybertronian

Bayverse!Bumblebee

TFA!Bumblebee

Personal_AU!Optimus Prime

TFA!Swindle

TFP!Soundwave

And I plan to eventually add G1!Wheeljack to that roster. While that is definitely not the full list of who I RP as on @galaxies-unknown​, those are the current muses I have in the TF fandom. If you’d like to interact with them, then please go read @galaxies-unknown​’s rules section, and I look forward to RP’ing with you once more!

Mostly typing this since this blog (endlesswarsim) is archived... Figured you guys might wanna know where my active TF muses are.

Anyway... I hope y’all know you’re epic!

[endlesswarsim]

It’s been an age, hasn’t it?

THIS BLOG IS ARCHIVED. HOWEVER...

I RP as Movie!Bumblebee, TFA!Bumblebee, a personal AU Optimus Prime, Soundwave, and Swindle from TFA on @galaxies-unknown​. (I also have a Cybertronian!Chitty Chitty Bang Bang in the ‘archived muses’ section of that account.)

I RP as Cero Webber (RiD 2001 OC), Memory File (from here, TFP OC), Valma Coretta (personal Bayverse AU OC), Reid Springer, and Herbie Pipelock (Reid and Herbie are from a personal disabled!Cybertronian AU. Ever heard of ‘Herbie the Love Bug’? Yeah, imagine him as a disabled Cybertronian) on @musingchaos​.

This blog has been archived. If you would like to contest it being archived, please contact me at @mother-ofwriting. Otherwise, please let it rest.

[galaxies-unknown-a]

[Multiple Blog Movements (Don’t Worry)!]

I’m gonna try to get a LOT of blog-movement done tonight so that my accounts are a bit less cluttered with inactive blogs and whatnot…! All affected blogs will be listed under the cut, including what is happening to them- this announcement will be reblogged to affected blogs as the only warning!

Keep reading

[little-lennox]

“You are your father’s daughter.”

- Independent, headcanon-based Annabelle Lennox from the Transformers movies. Penned by Clementine. 

Rules  | Ask | Muse | Verses | Mun 

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[rp-meme-glaceon]

Send me a “💭“ and your Muse will experience one of my Muse’s Memories

Bonus: Specify what kind of memory! (Ex: A Happy memory, a Childhood memory, an experience from college, etc)

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Is it a  FIGHT  you want? Then prepare your army because I can take them all down    GIVE ME YOUR                                 BEST SHOT

[endlesswarsim]

[Also I promise I am not dead.

And along those lines, I have a new headcanon: Memory’s ‘respawn’ point resides within the Out of Bounds Zone.

This means that she literally cannot be revived by the ‘Active Players’ in the system. It’s just not possible. This also means that even if she told the Active Players where her respawn point was, they would never find it.- Simply because when they would wander near where it ‘is’, they would find just a normal area- no glitches, no viruses, no nothing.]

[endlesswarsim]

[Writings - Out of Bounds Zone]

Light flickered and danced. Trees warped and twisted, some glitching entirely out of reality. Leaves flashed between fall orange and summer green. The ground crackled underfoot like gravel. Bit by bit, blue and green filled every shade, until all other colors were missing. The forest continued to deform, some trees reaching for the stars while others inverted, stabbing into the ground. Some split in half, their other side vanishing.

The moon flipped. One second it was on one side of the starry sky, the next it was on the other. Stars suddenly twisted and exploded, galaxies forming and vanishing in a blink of an eye. An aurora formed over head. It twisted and dipped, dancing its way through a distorted world. All around, the concepts of the universe were breaking down at their most fundamental level.

Late-night chirps morphed beyond comprehension, swapping out for bird cries and bubbling waters in seconds- only to flip right back. The scent was mixing itself up, one moment a pine forest, the next a flower glade- never the exact same thing twice. The air would suddenly burn with heat, then blast with ice- to try to predict it was to predict discord itself.

Deer would suddenly bolt in front of the path, only to disappear. Foxes would roar like dragons. Leaves would be immediately in the air and then on the ground, then on the trees. The only thing that remained constant was the idea of ‘night’ itself. Darkened tones, faded colors.

This was the insanity that rested, always outside of the active players’ vision. This was what awaited viruses and NPCs, every night, every day, when they were alone. Here was the home of so many coded minds.... Beings that had no right to being alive, built solely on the expectations of those who witnessed them.

This was out of bounds.

This was home.

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SEND IN HEADCANON + A WORD / PHRASE FOR A RELEVANT HEADCANON ABOUT MY MUSE.

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→      roleplay prompts | KIM POSSIBLE

“Oh, man, I have a zit on my nose!”

“You! Yeah, you don’t touch anything.”

“We could have been so cute together, <name> .”

“Your bilingual wiles will hold no sway with me.”

“You’re acting like my life is a piece of cake.”

“I come for the games but I stay for the burnt pizza smell.”

“I’m already working on a follow-up piece about semicolons!”

“Cool. What are you doing Friday night?”

“ You could have planned this a little better!”

“You are the biggest meanie in the world!”

“They let you out of the dumb factory?”

“Is it cheating if I cheated but didn’t mean to cheat?”

“I thought we could work on our evil laughs together?”

“How did you find me? Do you have me micro-chipped or something?”

“For somebody who is supposedly a mad genius I’m not seeing much of the genius.”

“Oh, sure, he has looks, attitude, and a bon-diggity ride, but can he do this?”

“Dating could be good, ya know, the date thing… But what if it tanks? It could totally wreck our friendship!”

“That wasn’t supposed to happen! I must have done something wrong.”

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Send me a “💭“ and your Muse will experience one of my Muse’s Memories

Bonus: Specify what kind of memory! (Ex: A Happy memory, a Childhood memory, an experience from college, etc)

[endlesswarsim]

glitchdetailed​:

“I could, but it’s not my shop and I don’t want to get the owners in trouble.” She did laugh at that, though, wiping off her arms with a rag that looked about as old as her and grabbing her toolbox. “Might as well start on the next vehicle, since this one barely counts as one.”

The next car actually had an engine in it, and she pulled on a pair of gloves and headphones. “Might want to grab a pair of these, the tools can get pretty loud.” She spent a good few minutes tinkering, measuring things and writing them down, doing an oil change and giving it a once-over before shutting that hood, too. “I probably could order all the parts myself, but that would make things so much more complicated… I don’t want to give the impression this shop has a bigger budget than it does. Maybe a work name would be good…”

“Good poiiiint!” Memory had forgotten that people owned these places. She was so used to just flat-out ignoring NPCs unless they were near the Cybertronians... But no, in realms such as this... They were quite real. Quite real with their own lives, desires, troubles, and the like. She decided to keep that in mind for the time being. “Y’got it!” Memory had stepped to the side, throwing up her iPod. Her gray eyes flashed with blue underneath.

It spun for a moment in the air, parts reassembling, only to come down as a very, very thin pair of headphones. They clamped down around Memory’s ears. While the stranger worked, she had her tongue partially stuck out, eyes closed, bobbing her head to some tune that canceled out all else. When the truck closed, she could feel it echo across her mind- and thus she opened her eyes. The song clicked off, and she pulled the headphones off of her ears, and they collapsed back into her iPod. The glow faded from her eyes as she stepped closer.

“Just file it through varying accounts. Open them on differing days, make sure that each is under a unique name that you can remember- never put in too much or too little into each account, make it look like they’re all getting paid by someone.” Memory shrugged. “... And yeah, the ‘big budget’ thing would probably tip off more guys like whoever the previous truck was.” Memory shook her head. “If you want some help setting up fake names, let me know.... Or if you want help with getting back at that joke-buyer. Either or. Maybe both.” She grinned.