The Gardener

Indie. Priv. Sel. Necrobot Written by Kinzie  Read Rules Before Interaction

[quiet-nymph]

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[mememeforrp]

Send “upsy daisy” to pick up my muse bridal style

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“Strange...”

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If you like dancing why not try for Silverblade’s pole dancing ? :)

“An interesting concept, but I’m afraid that I haven’t had time to actually dance since I was very young. Death waits for no one”

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(( on the subject of Dancing... ))

(( dats him ))

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autobotwheelie‌:

Wheelie shrugged.

“Okay! Sure! One round of Stepmania coming right up!”

He stepped out on to the dance mat and selected a song. Normally, he’d play on the harder levels. But he wanted the other mech to see it as fun and not a horrible challenge. So Wheelie set the skill level to novice and picked a jaunty beat. Then he set the game to start. His feet moved across the controls hitting arrows in time with the music. He still gave the impression of a mech who was graceful and light on his feet. Finally, when the song ended and the score posted, he turned around.

“See? What do ya think?”

“... I’m afraid I’ve never done anything like this before... But I suppose when you’re as old as I am you have nothing to lose.” he looked it over and hummed, “there’s no method to this you just... tap your pedes to the arrows as directed right?”

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doctorhealthyself‌:

“Not in the slightest. I’m an atheist, much to the chagrin of several crew members on this ship.”

Of course, it was much more complicated than simply “I’m an atheist,” but he had no real interest in debating semantics. He was having a conversation, not entering into a theological debate.

“I’m guessing yours was the flower crown? It was nice. I’ve got it in my hab.”

“Interesting... to each their own.” he wouldn’t pry into the matter any further, respecting the opinions of others... after all he’s only been an observer rather than an actual agent of action.

“Ah yes. I picked up a new hobby... I’ve found it rather relaxing along with engineering other plant life for my gardens.”

[autobotwheelie]

mortilized replied to your post: I overheard a strange rumor about a contraption…

“I’m afraid the concept is foreign to me… they make games for dancing? how strange…” he’s thinking about it

“They do! It’s an Earth thing! If ya want, maybe ya can watch me play and then decide if ya wanna try it?”

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“I think that would be necessary. I’m unsure if I would enjoy the act myself...”

[shiningsilverarmor]

he's gently placing a flower crown on the helm of his cape buddy, "A gift for you, Silverblade of the Lost Light."

Like a royal prince being crowned. 

Astonishment flashed across the knight’s faceplate and soon enough melted into a smile; surprised and pleased, if the brightness of his optics and the sudden blossoming of his field was anything to go by.

If they give, then he’d take and give back something greater in return. Prepared, Silverblade stepped forward, standing close enough to the other mech that he could feel the warmth from Censere’s running systems radiating through his plating. 

“As a gift to you, Sir Censere of the Nercoworld, you have my undying alliance.” 

@mortilized

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“... Think nothing of it SilverBlade of the Lost Light.” he smiled somewhat and gave a nod to him, “I’m afraid I made... more than I can actually give away...” as much as he liked to admit that fact... he had many more to give away.

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he rises from his slumber like fricking dracula after a dirt nap

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vietalis‌:

The femme vented deeply, trying her best not to get defensive. He didn’t know. Probably. Hopefully. Her plating fluttered uncomfortable.

“I suppose you’re right…”

“hmmm... My apologies.” he knew when he may have upset someone at the very least, “The past can very from person to person... sometimes it requires reflection to move on.”

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shiningsilverarmor‌:

Silverblade went still again, for just the briefest moment. Then he gave the stranger a rare smile. There were happy smiles and sad smiles, ones that displayed varying levels of his pride, and ones for shades of disappointment. 

This one that blessed the knight’s faceplate was comforting. 

“How could thee say you have failed so soon… when you can simply start anew with my chapter?” he said, honestly sincere. 

“I may or may never get back my past life, though my new life here and now is still fresh–”

One of Silverblade’s servos had inched its way over to cover the fellow’s shoulder plate, not gripping, just resting there, waiting for a response in case they were over-stepping their boundary.

“And it could always use some valorous civilians to help grow even further with new experiences.”  

he didn’t shrug off the hand that had come to touch him... he seemed to have accepted it if anything... but he was still somewhat bothered.

“You hold no ill to the one who did this to you and will never be able to know?” it surprised him... and yet it was refreshing almost. he found himself smiling and placing a servo in return... a rare smile graced the other.

“Oh Child... though a bud you may be, truly you have found a way to blossom. You are truly wise beyond your years.”

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vietalis‌:

She recoiled immediately, her spark sinking a tad.

“I-I don’t – I tend to consider myself from Iacon.”

“it is where you were born is it not?” He could understand not wanting to be reminded of ones origins after all, “no matter where you go, it will be a part of you... to allow the memories of what was shape your view on who you are now if for you to determine.”

[best--strategist]

I believe I have good news for you Krok.

“Oh? What’s the news Censere?”

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best--strategist‌:

“While your statement holds true, Necrobot, I feel I can make an exception. I’ve another data pad, I can spare parting with one. Just think of this as a trade.”

“Censere...” just a gentle reminder that he still had a name he preferred, “... if you insist then I shall respect your wish.”

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"What are ya doing?"

he’s placing one on wheelie

“I read into some flower crown culture. they are common among the islands of earth.”

[autobotwheelie]

“Whoa! Yeah. It…. it reminds me of my home on the Hawaiian islands. I gotta say ya got a real talent for this. I like it.”

[mortilized-blog]

“You needn’t thank me. I learned how to make these as of several hours ago and made more than I thought I had.”

[best--strategist]

I believe I have good news for you Krok.

“Oh? What’s the news Censere?”

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best--strategist‌:

taking back the data pad he paused. “Are you sure you don’t want to keep it? You did after all say you don’t have something like this.”

“... I am genuinely Scavenger leader. After watching your team take what was left of flywheel’s I supposed I thought you would hold onto anything you could.”