Kaon's Finest

The Decepticons are no more and that is final. Tracking Tag: kaonsfinest

[memeattic]

Well That Hurt

Send me “ ☹ ”, and I’ll generate a number between 1-75 to see where/how my muse is injured. Send “ ☹ ⇋ ”, and it’s your character living the pain. The third option would be “ ☹ ☹ “ to have both wounded (in which case first generated number will be for my muse and second for yours).

Tw for possible blood and gore! Please be mindful of your partner’s possible triggers that might only apply to a couple of these.

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[the-write-ideas]

Y o u       a r e     c r y i n g    ! You    are     a f r a i d    of me! And yet I am not really  W I C K E D . LOVE ME and   y o u   s h a l l   s e e ! All I wanted was to be   l o v e d   for myself.

[miscellanyofmusings]

                         ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ɢᴏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ тняσαт

[mineralists]

[terrainmaps]

Pink and blue quartz geode

[rules-and-protocol]

>>I do not have the proper information to contact Knock Out.  I have not been able to contact Ultra Magnus for a very long time.<<

Prowl had only met Knock Out once, after he had woken from an ALU crash.  ALU crashes often left him cranky, for lack of better word.

>>If you don’t want to see Ratchet I can maybe get you to see a different medic?<<

[kaons-finest]

::How am I not surprised that an Autobot would be unable to contact a Decepticon. Ah, I believe I should silence myself on that subject.::

::If you can locate a Neutral, that would suffice since Knock Out appears unreachable at this time. There had been a little one that often visited here, but I haven’t seen head or tail of him since.::

A silence fell through the comm, then a small grunt. 

::Thank you, Prowl.::

[kaons-finest]

"Have you ever... regretted the things you've done?"

“Both yes and no–I regret the path I walked, but I do not regret walking it.”

[taskedwithagreatmission-blog]

A quiet hum from the young femme. “If you could do it all over again, would you?”

[kaons-finest]

“Would I destroy the council? The caste system? Of course, there is no doubt in my processors. You appear young, perhaps too young to fully understand the consequences that came with the caste system. I did the right thing, though... not the right way.”

[kaons-finest]

FMK. Optimus Prime - Knock Out - Dreadwing

“Interface with Knock Out, ‘marry’ Optimus Prime, and kill Dreadwing. Or perhaps interface Dreadwing and kill Knock Out. Depends upon my mood.”

[kaons-finest]

"Have you ever... regretted the things you've done?"

“Both yes and no–I regret the path I walked, but I do not regret walking it.”

[rules-and-protocol]

>>Why do you request the wreckers?  I can get you a medic,<<  Prowl couldn’t be certain he could get Megatrons medic, all Prowl had to do legally was get him medical attention.

>>You might not have hit your head that hard, even Autobots get my frequency mixed up with Ultra Magnus’s.<<

[kaons-finest]

::I am in need of their assistance and their.. specialized skill set, involving Predacons. I’m sure you understand where I’m coming from.:: A pause, the ex-gladiator rumbled engines. ::I need Knock Out. Pardon my demands, but I don’t trust your Autobot medic. He’s quite... cunning.::

::I’m not one of your Autobots. I should know the difference between the two frequencies--particularly, yours.::

[kaons-finest]

FMK - Ratchet, Knock Out, & Bumblebee

“I believe I would interface with Knock Out, marry the Autobot medic, and slaughter the little scout.”

[kaons-finest]

((SMW and WIS. I'm curious on who Jackie and Megs get shipped with from other people))

ooc:

Tbh, this took me awhile to write because Wheeljack is a character I’m protective of. And Megatron is a fucking asshole, for lack of better words. 

I ship them together; it all started during “Hurt” and nobody cares about that, but it certainly is one of the least healthy ships I ship. 

Other characters I ship with Wheeljack include: Dreadwing, Starscream, Ultra Magnus, Knock Out, and Soundwave. Occasionally Ratchet as well. I personally can’t ship with Bulkhead because of reasons.

As for Megatron? Obviously Optimus Prime | Orion Pax. Soundwave is obvious. Dreadwing and Skyquake–together–most defiantly.  That’s it. Everyone can go home.

tl;dr – I probably did this wrong, oops. Ignore the tired, babbling, sick mun.

[kol-calamity-blog]

I Need Entertainment

ANONYMOUS TIME!!!! (or ask in character!)

HYE have you ever?

FMK fuck marry kill

KHC kiss hug cuddle

NML a night, a month or for life?

AMA ask me anything

HON hot or not?

WWY well would you?

WYR would you rather? 

TOD truth or dare?

SMW ship me with?

TOT this or that?

WIS who I ship? (with myself, or with others — specify) 

or anything else hilariously entertaining you can think of! 

[kaons-finest]

    He could almost sense that something was terribly wrong within the multiverse, perhaps even his world. He  thinks of leaving his arena to seek answers, but for now-- he’ll keep to his darkness.

[xravagex]

       Ravage purred happily and accepted the mech’s stritches, “Then I will either stay close to you, or I shall hide. It will not be difficult to avoid others.” Then again… her cloaking has been acting up… she might need to get it inspected soon.

       She thought for a moment, “Hmm… Perhaps I will stay close to you… Unless I find something to hide behind, my cloak will not be of much use.”

[kaons-finest]

“I’m not your protector, Ravage. Not now. You’re better off retreating, either to the Autobots or Soundwave.” His fingers stilled, staring down at her with narrowed optics.

“Particularly if there is something medically wrong with you. Knock Out is with the Autobots now--he’ll look out for you, if you look out for him. It would do you some good.”

[i-can-fixit]

“Mm…you’re warm….”

“A-am I really? I feel really cold.”

[i-can-fixit]

“Mmhm.” He mumbled, optics shutting. His little engine let out a soft rumble. He was surprised -more then surprised- that the former tyrant would even think about doing this. More so that he followed through.

“I’m not… I’m not making you uncomfortable, am I?” The minibot asked, optics opening bank up to peer up at the bigger mech.

[kaons-finest]

“No,” another automatic response from the old gladiator. It wasn’t far from the truth, but the size of the minicon alone stirred a protective spirit within his spark. He wouldn’t comment on it. 

“.... you aren’t uncomfortable, are you? Fearful perhaps?” Megatron would understand; he knew what he was, and there was no changing it.

[rules-and-protocol]

Kaons-Finest

[rules-and-protocol]

>>Megatron?<<

Prowl knew that the war was over but still dealing with Megatron would always be something. Prime had asked the Autobots to give the Cons a second chance.

>>To what do i owe the pleasure?<<

[kaons-finest]

Megatron bit back a snarl and a crude remark, habit forming when dealing with Autobots in general. The voice along familiar; Prowl, his processor provided, one of Optimus’s top officers.

::I was seeking the assistance of your Wreckers. Apparently I am also in need of my medic as I’ve hit my head hard enough to cross your frequency with Ultra Magnus’s.::

[kaons-finest]

Fixit is just going to wheel away as fast as he can. Scary mech! Scary mech! [Thank you for the follow!]

The ex-warlord didn’t budge from his position; seated on the cold floor of the tunnel, back slumped against the wall behind him. Yet he did watch the minicon racing with interest, almost amusement.

“You’re going the wrong way; you’ll end up in the arena,” he called out, voice hoarse from disuse. “If you’re going to flee, you should run the way you came.”

[i-can-fixit]

“I don’t believe he was red. He said he was a front liner and didn’t see all the higher ups often.” Fixit patted the bigger mech on the arm when he heard his plating rattle. He wasn’t sure why he did… Maybe he just wanted to help the mech feel a bit better?

“I’ve never even heard of someone named Blurr.”

[kaons-finest]

“A pity; I’ll have Soundwave look into it,” he murmured, then tensed. No, he couldn’t have his oldest comrade look into something after his death. He couldn’t take it back now; what was said was said, and it took every ounce of willpower to ignore the bitter burn in his spark. 

“I’m surprised that you never heard of Blurr before; he was quite the upstart racer on Velocitron. Though that was some time ago...”