Oh, Turpentine erase me whole..

Indie semi-selective roleplay/ask blog for Honeybee, the dancing automaton! Crossover/OC friendly! Icon by Smollest-Bot!

[brassgogglcs]

hcneybuzz:

Hailey couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh at his dramatic state. In all honesty, they were both in the same boat. Her ankles ached just thinking about her next dance class.

“Ice. Lots of it. And crying.” She answered that without skipping a beat, leaning over the other armrest of the couch with a soft groan. Her legs felt like they would snap off any minute.

“But…it’s worth it in the long run, right?”

“Ice for chewing, or ice for bodily harm?” Dumb question, probably. It’s ice for chewing, Rowan, don’t be dumb.

“I’m really surprised at how hard this is on me, man. Like. It’s not hospital-worthy, but it sure as hell feels like it.” He let himself fall back against the couch, a huff of air exiting his lungs.

“Geez, Bee. I have a whole new respect for you. Doing this crap, and then dealing with me? Hails. Babe. You’re so good.”

[hcneybuzz-blog]

"Ahm...both actually. You'd be suprised what us ballerinas have to dance through." She grimaced at the painful memories that came flooding back to her. Cracked toenails..broken toes..and let's not even mention the whole stair incident. Ouch.

Once he flopped down, the female hopped beside him, making sure not to fall on top of him. He sure looked like he was beat.

Poor baby.

At his response, her cheeks burned ever so slightly. Been dating since freshman year of high school and the littlest things he did still made her jump.

"Oh shush, dealing with you is dream. At least, when you're behaving." She replied, nudging his shoulder.

"Besides, you get used to it after a while."

[brassgogglcs]

@hcneybuzz wanted an AU starter

“Ohhhhh, Hailey, these classes are running me dry this semester.” He spread himself across the couch in his dorm. Sal was back at home for the weekend, so Rowan decided it would be nice for Hailey to stay. “There’s just. So many dance classes. I didn’t even know I had to take this many.”

Arm reached up at the edge of the couch cushion so he could push himself up. “Hails. How do you do it? It’s so tiring.”

[hcneybuzz-blog]

Hailey couldn't help but let out a quiet laugh at his dramatic state. In all honesty, they were both in the same boat. Her ankles ached just thinking about her next dance class.

"Ice. Lots of it. And crying." She answered that without skipping a beat, leaning over the other armrest of the couch with a soft groan. Her legs felt like they would snap off any minute.

"But...it's worth it in the long run, right?"

[hcneybuzz-blog]

"Hey, Honeybee!" spoke two familiar voices in unison. It had been a few days since the cousins had visited Honeybee and thought it was high-time to see her again. After St Patrick's Day, Dex was still wearing his green scarf, Sprocket bearing the gift of a single yellow rose for the dancer.

At the sound of the voices, the dancer spun around quickly, a smile immediately crossing her face as she stepped forward to greet them properly."Dex! Sprocket! What a nice surprise." Honeybee chirped, eyes roaming to the flower they had."Who's that for?~"

[hcneybuzz-blog]

Say, Miss Honeybee, how did you meet Rabbit?

"Oh! Well.." Metal digits tapped against her chin as she recalled the story. "It was my first debut at the county fair..I had my own little stage and everything!..Ah, anyways before my performance, I noticed these rather handsome gentlemen walking around, and they were bots just like me! But..one stood out from the rest. Of course, being the anxious little bug I was, I was too scared to actually talk to him. Until, he came to visit me after my first performance. And after that, the rest is history!" A daydreamy sigh escaped her, looking like a typical girl fantasizing about the man of her dreams."Yeah...I just wish he came around more, ya know?"

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Ask my muse questions about their past

Get specific! Ask about the home life, their experiences, incidents that have affected them, etc!

[hcneybuzz-blog]

Near where Honeybee was standing came the gentle strumming of a ukulele, someone softly beatboxing behind the tune. Two voices -one male, one female- were singing in time and in harmony, recalling the song their family member wrote; a certain robot named Rabbit. "You didn't have to look my way. Your eyes still haunt me to this day...but you did..." the female had her optics shut, the male robot looked at her as they performed to nobody, his red scarf fluttering. ~Sprocket (girl) and Dex (boy)

Really, she knew better than to eavesdrop on other people. Peter had made sure that she was programmed with the best manners.

But, this time Honeybee couldn’t help but listen in.

Two voices in perfect harmony, singing /her/ song. It made her mechanical heart skip a beat. It definitely didn’t sound like any of the band singing, not that it was a problem. Quietly, being extra careful not to disturb them, she followed the sound and came face to face with a boy and a girl that she had never seen before. Not before now, at least. With a warm smile, the dancer stepped out, making her presence known to them and tapping her foot to the beat.

[spg-fanbot-cousins]

Both the singers continued the song, smiles on their faces all the while they played and sang. Sprocket’s fingers slid along the frets and strings with each chord of the song and Dex went back to the beatboxing once they reached another verse, both of them singing the bridge and ending together. With one final strum of the ukulele, both Dex and Sprocket looked up at the dancer, still smiling, though Sprocket was a little surprised to see they had an audience. “H-Hi, ma’am” Sprocket greeted, tipping her ornate top hat, though she was still a little stunned. Dex grinned. “Oh my god! Sprock, that’s….that’s…” Dex started, his voice having a Boston accent, as opposed to his tin cousin who possessed a Cockney British accent. “Honeybee!” they said together, astonishment and happiness prominent in their voices.

[hcneybuzz-blog]

“That was wonderful! Some of the best I’ve heard yet.”

She had waited until they finished to greet them, giving them light applause as she stepped closer.

However, she was a bit surprised by their excitement. They actually knew who she was? Sure, she bet they could guess who she was due to her appearance. The black and gold finish and curly wire antennas really gave it away.

But, their genuine excitement caused her to fluster and steam a bit, before lowering herself in a bow.

“The one an’ only, of course!” The danced said proudly, raising back up to her feet and holding her hand out to the bots.

“And who might you be? I haven’t see y'all around here..”

[spg-fanbot-cousins]

“Holy moly! Ma told us all about cha” Dex said with a grin, his circuits humming softly beneath his plastic chassis. “Said you’re one of the best dancers around, y’know!” “O-Oh, w-w-w-where are our manners, Miss Honeybee?” the female asked with a smile on her black lips. “I-I’m Sprocket Walter, and this is my cousin, Dex Walter” she introduced.

[spg-fanbot-cousins]

@hcneybuzz

[hcneybuzz-blog]

A long plume of steam emitted from her cheek vents. The best? She wouldn't go as far to say something like that about herself...

But it was nice to think about. Someone who actually thought of her as the best!

"The pleasure is all mine~" Honeybee returned, returning their warm smiles with one of her own.

[the-composer]

❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.

“What am I to you?” “If you could be with me, would you?” “Do you still think about (___)?” ”Do you want to be something more?” “I need to tell you how I feel.” “I miss how we used to be.” “Is it okay to say that I’m jealous?” “I’m so sorry I’m jealous… It’s such an ugly feeling.” ”I can’t help the way I feel.” ”They all want you, but they don’t even know you.” ”Is it okay to want you for myself?” “You’re mine. I don’t want to share.” “I want to be the only one for you.” “It’s you. You’re it. You’re the one I want.” “If you want me, you can have me.” “You can have others, but I will be your priority.” “Let’s talk about what you want.” “Let’s talk about what I want.” “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” “You’re my friend. You didn’t know that?” ”I don’t think I know how to love…” ”Can I trust you?” “I forgive you.” “I only play around because I don’t have you.” “Name it. I’d give it up for you.” “You play so hard to get. Will I ever catch you?” “How can I get you to like me?” “Is there some secret to winning your love?” “Are you available?” “Are you afraid of commitment?” “If I agreed to be exclusive with you, would you do the same?” “Do you feel anything?” ”Why are you pushing me away?” ”The instant you start to feel something, you turn tail and run.” ”He/she/they love you, you know…” ”Don’t. I’m not good for you. Don’t even think about falling for me.” ”I will hurt you. That’s just a fact.” “You’re so wild that I want to be the one to tame you.” ”If you love them, then I want to as well.” “Your heart is safe with me.” ”You’re the type who wants to have your cake and eat it, too.” ”You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.” ”I’ve missed you so much.” ”Your happiness comes before mine.” ”I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.” “I am so sorry for hurting you.” “Can we start over?”

[hcneybuzz-blog]

Near where Honeybee was standing came the gentle strumming of a ukulele, someone softly beatboxing behind the tune. Two voices -one male, one female- were singing in time and in harmony, recalling the song their family member wrote; a certain robot named Rabbit. "You didn't have to look my way. Your eyes still haunt me to this day...but you did..." the female had her optics shut, the male robot looked at her as they performed to nobody, his red scarf fluttering. ~Sprocket (girl) and Dex (boy)

Really, she knew better than to eavesdrop on other people. Peter had made sure that she was programmed with the best manners.

But, this time Honeybee couldn’t help but listen in.

Two voices in perfect harmony, singing /her/ song. It made her mechanical heart skip a beat. It definitely didn’t sound like any of the band singing, not that it was a problem. Quietly, being extra careful not to disturb them, she followed the sound and came face to face with a boy and a girl that she had never seen before. Not before now, at least. With a warm smile, the dancer stepped out, making her presence known to them and tapping her foot to the beat.

[spg-fanbot-cousins]

Both the singers continued the song, smiles on their faces all the while they played and sang. Sprocket’s fingers slid along the frets and strings with each chord of the song and Dex went back to the beatboxing once they reached another verse, both of them singing the bridge and ending together. With one final strum of the ukulele, both Dex and Sprocket looked up at the dancer, still smiling, though Sprocket was a little surprised to see they had an audience. “H-Hi, ma’am” Sprocket greeted, tipping her ornate top hat, though she was still a little stunned. Dex grinned. “Oh my god! Sprock, that’s….that’s…” Dex started, his voice having a Boston accent, as opposed to his tin cousin who possessed a Cockney British accent. “Honeybee!” they said together, astonishment and happiness prominent in their voices.

[hcneybuzz-blog]

"That was wonderful! Some of the best I've heard yet."

She had waited until they finished to greet them, giving them light applause as she stepped closer.

However, she was a bit surprised by their excitement. They actually knew who she was? Sure, she bet they could guess who she was due to her appearance. The black and gold finish and curly wire antennas really gave it away.

But, their genuine excitement caused her to fluster and steam a bit, before lowering herself in a bow.

"The one an' only, of course!" The danced said proudly, raising back up to her feet and holding her hand out to the bots.

"And who might you be? I haven't see y'all around here.."

[hcneybuzz-blog]

Near where Honeybee was standing came the gentle strumming of a ukulele, someone softly beatboxing behind the tune. Two voices -one male, one female- were singing in time and in harmony, recalling the song their family member wrote; a certain robot named Rabbit. "You didn't have to look my way. Your eyes still haunt me to this day...but you did..." the female had her optics shut, the male robot looked at her as they performed to nobody, his red scarf fluttering. ~Sprocket (girl) and Dex (boy)

Really, she knew better than to eavesdrop on other people. Peter had made sure that she was programmed with the best manners.But, this time Honeybee couldn't help but listen in. Two voices in perfect harmony, singing /her/ song. It made her mechanical heart skip a beat. It definitely didn't sound like any of the band singing, not that it was a problem. Quietly, being extra careful not to disturb them, she followed the sound and came face to face with a boy and a girl that she had never seen before. Not before now, at least. With a warm smile, the dancer stepped out, making her presence known to them and tapping her foot to the beat.

[hcneybuzz-blog]

Can you pole dance?

loUd NERVOUS SPUTTERING"I-uh...I mean...I've never done it but..I'm pretty sure I can? I mean, I was programmed to dance tons of other dances so..I couldn't see why I couldn't-"

[hcneybuzz-blog]

"I'm dancing! What does it look like I'm doing?"

“It..It definitely doesn’t look like any dance I’ve seen.” She pursed her lips, trying her hardest to supress a giggle. The tiny one was trying her best, she knew that.But golly, was it funny as hell.

“Ya..Ya want some pointers there, Tic?”

[smollest-bot-deactivated2020071]

Ticci stopped, shoulders dropping at the oh-great-dance-mentor Honeybee’s comment. She didn’t take it to heart, though, considering the fact that she was indeed not the best at is.

But with a few motor upgrades and joints, surely she could be as good as the ballerina was.

“Please… You are my dance teacher after all.”

[hcneybuzz-blog]

"Don't worry though, I'll have ya prancin' around this place in no time!"

She couldn't help but laugh, rolling her shoulders back to begin her first demonstration.

"Ya gotta loosen up, you're too tense when ya go up on your toes."

With that, the dancer lifted up onto her toes and crossed one foot over the other.

"Keep your back straight, toes pointed. Drop down to your heels if you need a break." She explained as she stepped closer to Ticci.

"Here. Why don't you shadow me? Like..Simon says!"

[xleafyheartx]

For every ✍ + a number I receive, I will share one headcanon for my muse about...

…their sleep schedule.

…being touched.

…how long they hold grudges.

…how sensitive they are to insults.

…being complimented.

…being alone.

…meeting new people.

…getting sick (a cold, flu, etc.)

…eating.

…their handwriting.

…how easily they make friends.

…how educated they are.

…the type of music they like.

…a beloved toy or pet they had as a child.

…where they see themselves in ten years.

…what really scares them.

…how good they are with technology.

…how they would describe their personality.

…what makes them happy.

…what they think the meaning of life is.

[wxredwrong]

Do you by any chance know of anyone by the name of losersayswhat?

Face plates shifted to accommodate a furrowed brow and the automaton shot Honeybee a confused glance. That was quite the strange name. Perhaps a new Walter Worker? Maybe Miss Honeybee simply wasn’t pronouncing it correctly. 

“What…?” 

[hcneybuzz-blog]

And just like that, Bee started to laugh. Oh, that stupid, loud overjoyous laugh. You really set her off there, Spine.

She's been trying to get people all day with that old joke.

"Y-You..You actually fell for it!.." The dnacer wheezed, leaning against him for support so she wouldn't end up stumbling around like some drunk.

....

Yeah, this might be a while.

[hcneybuzz-blog]

"I'm dancing! What does it look like I'm doing?"

"It..It definitely doesn't look like any dance I've seen." She pursed her lips, trying her hardest to supress a giggle. The tiny one was trying her best, she knew that.But golly, was it funny as hell."Ya..Ya want some pointers there, Tic?"

[hcneybuzz-blog]

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-- All these starters are a mixed pack & do not focus on anything specific, therefore can essentially be applied to any situation you like, NSFW or SFW! Lyrics, quotes, etc are all here. Have fun!

"Fuck whatever food this is."

"Give them a false sense of security."

"You just come along when the iron's hot, don't you?"

"Don't fight your reflex... Embrace the instinct."

"It breaks my heart that we live this way."

"I could show you incredible things!"

"Oh my god. Look at their face."

"I'm dying to see how this ends."

"The car won't start..."

"There's this movie I think you'll like."

"The fuck am I gonna do?"

"It's too late to start over."

"Remember when you tried to kill me?"

"Under the circumstances, I've been shockingly nice."

"I'm dancing! What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Oh? Did you think I meant you?"

"Does it look bad?"

"Their every word is insincere!"

"Hey, look. There's a joke no one likes."

"There's no time for reason."

"Think of me if ever you're afraid."

"One day you'll leave this world behind."

"Your reputation leads you, doesn't it?"

"Hey, they got the message!"

"You can buy things with a credit card. I'm sure you knew that. But did you know you can also sell things with it too-- like murder?"

"Woops. I grabbed the shitty knife."

"Otherwise they'll face certain death."

"How does that taste, bitch?!"

"Look at this brutality."

"The final product should look like you've been hit by a fucking taser."

"If you don't put that work in, the only thing you're testing is my patience!"

"Isn't that wonderful?"

"And then you give them a lil smooch!"

"Now it's time to punish yourself for what you've done."

"What do you type, like, four words an hour?"

"If I could choose between you and breathing, I'd use my last breath to tell you I love you."

"My heart does little flips when I see you."

"This is the exact opposite of what I wanted."

"Nothing will make us quit!"

"Nope, not a good enough reason to say 'penetrate'."

"Then bam! Snap that bitch in half!"

"Teach that fucker a lesson!"

"Don't fuck this up."

"Hey... Hey. It's okay. I'm here now."

"If you want, you can stay over for the night."

"I'm the limbo champion!"

"Ugh... What's all this commotion?"

"Is someone throwing pebbles at my window? Is there a woodpecker at my door? What's going on?"

"How does it feel to be treated like scum?!"

"The more you try and explain, the less sense you make."

"Let me go!"

"Yes or no? It's an easy question."

[hcneybuzz-blog]

Interrogating Starters

"Why do you look like that?"

"What kind of flowers do you like?"

"What's your favorite color?"

"Where can I grab an ice cream around here?"

"How often do you come here?"

"How old are you?"

"Do you by any chance know someone by the name of ____?"

"Why are you running away?"

"Can I follow you?"

"Why can't I go over there?"

"Do you have any pets?"

"What's your favorite ice cream flavor?"

"What's your favorite band?"

"Why can't you just shut up?"

"Where exactly is this place?"

"Why can't you just tell me how you feel?"

"How come you always ignore me?"

"Why can't you just face the truth?"

"Why do you keep ignoring your family?"

"When will you learn?"

"Why can't you keep this one secret?"

"Why do you keep questioning me?"

"What did the doctors say?"

"Do you know will you get better?"

"Do you know how many people are out there?"

"Why won't you listen to me?"

"Why won't you listen to our advice?"

"What part of be quiet do you not understand?"

[hcneybuzz-blog]

"Missus Honeybee, do you have any idea on what Rabbit wants for Christmas? He won't tell me, he just keeps sending me strange videos from YouTube." ~scratch

“Oh geez, what kinds of videos has he been sending?” She asked, hands propping up on her hips. With him, you never knew what he found. Or rather, what he wanted.

“And no, I’m not too sure what he wants. He hasn’t told me either.”@scratchedscraps

[scratchedscraps-a]

“I can hardly begin to explain them.” He shook his head, trying to shake out the memories of whatever the content was. “I’ve tried reason, but of course he won’t listen.”

Aluminum alloy fingers fidgeted with the knot of his tie. “Gosh. Making gifts is gonna be hard this year, for sure.”

[hcneybuzz-blog]

"Yep. Sounds like Rabbit." The dancer chuckled quietly, bobbing her shoulders up quickly with a shrug. She would ask him what he wanted later on. Make it easier for both of them.

"Gettin' gifts is always hard. I still have to get stuff. Except for Mal's. Mal's gift is easy."