What's Crackin' ?

Yo! Name's Jazz! I'm Optimus Prime's First Lieutenant. At least, I was. Yah know, that fight with Megatron really wasn't somethin' I predicted, but I'm back now. Mess with the crew, and y'all are gonna have to deal with me. But, don't worry 'bout that. It's good to be back. So, how's it hangin'? Independent RP blog for slightly AU Tyran Jazz Tracking tag: Firstjazzylieutenant [Please read guidelines before beginning a storyline. Will para, multi-para and novella.]

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪ @salivatingsycophant

♪----- “Well, lookie here. We got ourselves a first class case o’disgustin’ walkin’ the line. Mech, ain’t anyone ever tell yah what style is? Yah like an Oreo with no fillin’.”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪ @no-more-human-pets

♪---- “Aiight, joke’s on me. Who’s got m’visor? Seriously. It ain’t funny no more-!”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪♫♪ STARTER CALL ♫♪♫

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪---- “Attention all bots! Y’all got a lame game goin’ on here. How’s about we throw a PARTY?!”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪ @moralchaos

♪----- “Now, I don’t think that I seen a mech like you ‘round here before!”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

@thankorblamemelater

♪---- “ ‘Ey, if it ain’t the rookie gone pro! How yah been, mech?”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

I think y’all should

LIKE FOR A STARTER

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪ —– Guess who has sparks flying from his chassis and a groovy jerk in his frame? This mech lying on the ground.

[sophiehattcr]

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[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪ ----- Guess who has sparks flying from his chassis and a groovy jerk in his frame? This mech lying on the ground.

[firstjazzylieutenant]

I think y’all should

LIKE FOR A STARTER

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Shoutout to firstjazzylieutenant for playing an awesome Jazz! I think the Mun managed to capture Jazz's personality and manner of speaking perfectly, and their Jazz is simply fascinating to observe.

                                      @firstjazzylieutenant

>> Shoutout to the incredible mun behind this blog! Thank-you for finally bringing justice to one of our favourite characters (which had also been tragically overlooked/under appreciated by his original story creators). You have breathed new life into the character, and we can’t wait to see what you do next. You rock!

[firstjazzylieutenant]

I returned after a few weeks of break and I came back to this-!! I’ve never been happier to hear that my Jazz brings joy to other people! And I’m so happy and honored to see my Jazz as someone that seems to be well received. I’m so glad people are happy with the way I play him, as I was always worried I overplayed him. I’m going to cry, this is so sweet! I want to thank everyone who thinks this and a specific thank you and much appreciation to the person who sent this in. ;~; You’re all so sweet and kind.

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪—– Jazz gave a low chuckle at the tap. “Yeah, guess yer right.” He shifted and moved back slightly. He looked up at the other and smiled. It was comforting to feel the field around him. “I am feelin’ pretty lonely these days… y’know. Just miss home.”

[no-more-human-pets-deactivated2]

The Prime nods, optics offlining for a moment. “I do as well.” He missed more then home though. He missed what he had before he became Prime. He missed Ratchets jokes and Ironhides smile. 

Optimus turns to look at Jazz. “Do you regret this?”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪---- He nodded a little. He missed home. He missed his friends. He missed the way things used to be- when a song was a song, not something in memory of someone else. The shard in his chassis pulsed with his emotions radiating. He glanced at Optimus and reached over to rest a claw on his arm.

♫---- “Nah. I guess m’only regret is not bein’ there t’take the hits.” He propped his chin on a claw. “I’d take all o’em if it meant everyone got t’live.”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪—– Jazz tried to shove off the negative feelings. He grinned. “Y’welcome, my mech.” He shifted, making room for the Prime to sit next to him, then looked up. “… Yeah, I’m aiight.” He gave a heavy sigh. “M’a lil lonely, yeah. Is it that obvious?”

[no-more-human-pets-deactivated2]

Optimus taps the minibots chest lightly. “We resonate with each other because of the All Spark. I cant hear you thinking, but I can get a good read on how you feel.” He smiles and leans a little more into the others field, letting his own mingle with Jazz’s in an attempt to sooth.

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪----- Jazz gave a low chuckle at the tap. “Yeah, guess yer right.” He shifted and moved back slightly. He looked up at the other and smiled. It was comforting to feel the field around him. “I am feelin’ pretty lonely these days... y’know. Just miss home.”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪——– Jazz laughed. :: Well, that’s Prowler for yah. Full o’surprises. It’s good t’know that y’all are havin’ fun and everythin’. I’m real glad for that. That mech needs some fun in his life, ya’mean? :: Not because he was bland, but because Jazz believed everyone deserved fun.

♫—— :: Really, though? What’s he like overcharge? I gotta know. :: Not that he’d ever willingly explore the idea. He snickered softly. :: Maybe I ought t’throw a party and invite y’all. I dunno ‘bout your Jazz, but my parties are legendary! ::

[partyhardmedic]

How to describe Prowl with an overcharge? Ratchet considers for a moment, then settles on, ::He’s… less rigid. Like he’s not trying so hard to be polite company.

::If you want to throw a party, I’ll be there. A Jazz party is always a fun party; I wouldn’t miss it. Just let me know when!::

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪——– Just the way you would in person? Jazz grins all the same. :: Yeah? That’s good t’know. Mechs need t’let loose once in a while, yah know? S’important to survival. :: He was the expert on it, of course.

♫------ :: Aiight! If you on board, this is bound t’be fun! Right now, though, I ain’t exactly in party central. It’s gonna take some time. ::

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪—- No, you don’t sneak up on SpecOps. But, the announcement is accepted with a low hum. It isn’t until he feels a servo on his helm that he turns to look up at the Prime. He feels that EM and his own flares out, though it’s a mixture of his own and the All Spark.

♫—– “Yo.” His visor brightens and he forces a smile. “Nice wings, my mech.”

[no-more-human-pets-deactivated2]

The wings wriggle a little more, flaring in a flashy show for the minibot. “Thank you.” The Prime rumbles and sits next to Jazz, turning a little serious. “Are you alright, Jazz? You feel…. lonely.”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪----- Jazz tried to shove off the negative feelings. He grinned. “Y’welcome, my mech.” He shifted, making room for the Prime to sit next to him, then looked up. “... Yeah, I’m aiight.” He gave a heavy sigh. “M’a lil lonely, yeah. Is it that obvious?”

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪—- He misses his friends. He’s worried they’re all dead. What if they are? But, he didn’t feel them join the All Spark. He misses his friends. His allies. He misses his family.

♫—- It’s all he can think about, chin in claw, shoulders sagged. Alone.

[no-more-human-pets-deactivated2]

Not anymore. 

The Prime, after announcing his presence (you dont sneak up on SpecOps), places a gentle servo on the minibots helm and fills his EM with a soothing pulse of comfort. His still slightly new wings wriggle in delight, wanting to show Jazz how he had changed and how pleased he was with the development. 

[firstjazzylieutenant]

♪---- No, you don’t sneak up on SpecOps. But, the announcement is accepted with a low hum. It isn’t until he feels a servo on his helm that he turns to look up at the Prime. He feels that EM and his own flares out, though it’s a mixture of his own and the All Spark.

♫----- “Yo.” His visor brightens and he forces a smile. “Nice wings, my mech.”