Rules are meant to be bent and broken

// Jazz Rp blog // Asks and M!As: open // Mun is of age //  

[dumpingpile-deactivated20210524]

Indeed, going to earth opened a whole new world to Jazz. 

[musicianturnedspy]

/// tiny update, work is long but it's chugging along. I'm hoping to at least throw out some replies tonight though (unless something else comes up). The annoying part is I wrote out and *thought* 2 of the things I replied to posted but Tumblr apparently ate them so now they get rewritten from scratch. Not fun lmao. Just noticed this morning that they never appeared on my blog 😂😂😂

I hope y'all have a lovely day though!!!

[rp-meme-machine]

Send "Ring Ring" to hear my muses ringtone for yours

[rpasksforsluts]

Send in a “⚱” for my muse to tell yours whether theyd smash or pass

[helliontwins]

Arranged marriage

@musicianturnedspy

Sideswipe paused as he and Sunstreaker came upon the entrance to the compound. In this place would be his bondmate, Jam or something. Sideswpes servo’s shooka s he began to walk forard to his fate. But a black and gold servo on his shoulder stopped him. “Sun-”

“Sunstreaker, I- thanks for bringing me this far. I’ll go the rest of the way myself.” Then Sunny pushed a confused Sides in a different direction. He- what?

Sunstreaker pulsed to his brother, he was Sides now. Go, find Prowl, hurry. He can keep them off your trail for a little while, just until he bonds to Jazz - oh! That was the designation! - or until their creators come to find Sunstreaker after missing for a bit.

“I- I love you Sideswipe, stay safe.” Sides felt odd saying his own designation to his brother and Sunny felt the same.

“You too, Sun.”

Sides was running off and Sunstreaker was headed into the compound to find his future bondmate.

[musicianturnedspy]

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[helliontwins]

Keep reading

[musicianturnedspy]

Jazz nodded, pleasant smile kept on his face. Not for the first time he was glad for his visor to hide his optic roll. The mech before him was stiff, too stiff. He got the feeling the golden mech would rather be anywhere than where he currently was, but he wouldn't be the only one. The only thing keeping him from showing his real thoughts on the whole situation was vigorous training on etiquette.

"I hope your twin has a pleasant visit in the city, there is much it has to offer." He hummed in feigned thought. "It sounds like he is very close with his Creators, I will make sure that your message is passed along so not to worry them. Unless you would like to be a part of the call itself? I'm sure it could be arranged so you could tell them yourself, if you would like."

The next question out of Sideswipes vocalizer made him uneasy. The thought of bonding so quickly, dispite knowing it was inevitable, wasn't a pleasant thought. Was it impatience or reluctance that caused the question though? "Nah... There'sa period of time where the intended have time to get to know one another. To see if itsa good match or not." Internally he winced, his accent came out thicker than before as his focus shifted. He needed to at least keep the facade of being proper for more than a cycle.

[helliontwins]

Arranged marriage

@musicianturnedspy

Sideswipe paused as he and Sunstreaker came upon the entrance to the compound. In this place would be his bondmate, Jam or something. Sideswpes servo’s shooka s he began to walk forard to his fate. But a black and gold servo on his shoulder stopped him. “Sun-”

“Sunstreaker, I- thanks for bringing me this far. I’ll go the rest of the way myself.” Then Sunny pushed a confused Sides in a different direction. He- what?

Sunstreaker pulsed to his brother, he was Sides now. Go, find Prowl, hurry. He can keep them off your trail for a little while, just until he bonds to Jazz - oh! That was the designation! - or until their creators come to find Sunstreaker after missing for a bit.

“I- I love you Sideswipe, stay safe.” Sides felt odd saying his own designation to his brother and Sunny felt the same.

“You too, Sun.”

Sides was running off and Sunstreaker was headed into the compound to find his future bondmate.

[musicianturnedspy]

When Jazz had found out the news of his bonding it had been through a congratulations missive sent from an acquaintance. At first he thought it had been sent to him by accident, but then he received another.

It sent him through the halls to find and question his Creators, only to find out things had been confirmed and the process was moving forward all in the matter of a few days; and that his intended was to arrive at the end of the week. When he questioned as to why he had found out through a letter and not of his kin he found out that was why he was called to a family dinner. The one that he avoided with the excuse of 'feeling ill'.

Though in his defense you couldn't spring something like that on him with plans already in place. He figured it was the same as all the other family gatherings, gossiping disguised as polite inquiries. He felt no remorse in not attending, still didn't. It was easier to learn this way then sit through another drawn out speech.

So Jazz stood in the courtyard polished and at attention when word came of Sideswipes arrival. He had dug around for some information on the warrior but in the end he didn't feel too much a need to waste the energy on it, he would learn sooner than later anyway. The most helpful source was Prowl who knew more than Jazz was expecting offhand.

Once the doors opened to show the golden mech, Jazz started over before bowing his head in greeting.

"Sideswipe, intended, a pleasure to meet you. I hope your travel was well?"

[musicianturnedspy]

/// on a side note? A dice controlled rp thread? I think it'd be pretty cool? Rolling a five meaning Jazz tries to do a sick flip and lands on his face. In the middle of a fight and both parties really have no clue how high/low the other will roll so things can get crazy quickly. (Maybe only roll once per reblog, to get the general vibe of your new response). So DND sorta kinda maybe but not 100%?

[xburning-chaosx]

@musicianturnedspy

It had been a pretty eventful day for Shadowfangs. She had been chasing some Decepticon sympathizers who had been causing trouble for the Autobots. Stealing supplies, attacking caches and so on. She managed to track down the bot, she didn’t catch him since she got her aft handed to her. But she at least knew the hideout.

She slumped down in the back of the bar ordering a drink and rubbing her scuffed and dented plating. She looked out at other bots laughing and carrying on. All seeming to be enjoying the evening. She wish she had bots to do that with but she only had her work to focus on.

[musicianturnedspy]

He snorted into his cube. "Thats a good way of puttin it. Sometimes life just addsa lil bit of spice in to keep ya on your toes." And he knew it, he had several misadventures and mistakes under his belt to prove it. "I'd say if life gets boring ya doing something wrong. Gotta shake things up from time to time!"

Pausing he mulled over his next words. "An who knows, sometimes if you flip somethin on its head you can see everything at a new angle. An sometimes that's all ya need."

He kept an easy smile in place, seeing that while this bots body language may be relaxed, there was a certain undertone of anxiety. Most likely due to a stranger coming up and chatting with them, possibly social anxiety as a whole. But he'd delt with many mecha in the past with it and knew how to put them at ease. "Nice ta meet you Fang, names Jazz. An lemme know if the bots that showed you such a nice time are still round, I wouldn't mind returnin the favor.'

[musicianturnedspy]

𝑺𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒕.

“Mech, I’m the picture of innocence, what’s with the look?” His visor flicked off in a wink.

[doorwings]

“Why are you taking selfies when you find me unconscious?!“

Why did he associate with people like this? These were his ‘friends’, or so they claimed. Jazz, why would you do such a thing?

“It is my sincerest hope you don’t pose in these selfies.“ But he really should know better.

[musicianturnedspy]

"Prowler, let's be honest with ourselves here. You tend to be found unconscious a lot round here. There's a contest goin round to see who gets the best ones."

"Of course yours truely is winnin though! The one I took ya out to various sightseein spots is on top. An lemme tell ya, you look so peaceful lookin out over the ocean."

Was Jazz messing around with him? Perhaps. Would his photo gallery tell all? Most certainly.

But he sure as frag isn't going to let Primes 'tea party time' win out over his hard earned win.

[musicianturnedspy]

Interesting. I would have expected you to be more interested in Soundwave. (@amostillogicalarguement)

@amostillogicalarguement

"Dont sell yourself short cyclops! Your just as chalk full of information as your counterpart! Why, I'd say you're an easier nut to crack~" Any Decepticon officer had more information than the average grunt; if the opportunity arose, Jazz saw both Shockwave and Soundwave to be viable targets for interrogation.

[amostillogicalarguement]

“Illogical. I keep only information needed for my work.”

That isn’t exactly true but Jazz has no need to know that. Shockwave has his secrets, and he’d prefer them stay that way.

[musicianturnedspy]

"Your talking like your work isn't somethin dangerous mech. Any information or things I can muck up in your line of work is somethin I'd happily do."

Jazz isn't dumb though; all bots had something they'd like to keep hidden. But it just so happens to be his speciality to find those things out. And depending of the secret, blackmail was always a fun tactic to use.

[ihaveservos]

@musicianturnedspy is stalking Spinster

The vent had optics. He knew it did. He swears there has been a flash of autobot blue up there. No- Spin heard it now. He heard every rattling raspy breath the vent took.

It was watching him. It was waiting for him to turn his back so it could eat him. He screamed in terror and grabbed a blaster ready to wildly shoot if anything so much as twitched.

[musicianturnedspy]

Jazz let the Con do his thing; just observing the interaction. He smoothly recovered from the shove once Spinster was finished with the vent, glancing down to settle on a more stable tile. "Thanks mech, I'll know to avoid it from now on," he flashed a smile over.

"I'd say more an acquaintance of yours. Spoke of you in passing; no ill feelings really. An lemme be honest with ya, it'd break Ratchets poor ol spark if I let anyone else root round my systems. I thank ya, but I will pass for now."

"Nah, I'm here cause you figured out the whole domestication issue; wonderin if you'd take a look at vivincorporation? Nasty thing there. Hoping that possibly you could shed some light on it."

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

another meme inspired by devotedecay’s format !     tw  for  violence, blood, mature themes. send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ deck ]   your muse decking mine in the face.

[ punch ]   your muse punching mine anywhere / or specify.

[ pin ]   your muse forcibly pinning my muse beneath them.

[ straddle ]   your muse forcing mine to the ground and straddling them.

[ scratch ]   your muse raking mine with their nails / claws.

[ bite ]   your muse biting mine.

[ turn ]   your muse rolling from beneath to atop my muse.

[ wall ]   your muse pinning mine against a wall.

[ snarl ]   your muse snarling / growling at mine.

[ curse ]   your muse cursing at / cursing mine out.

[ tug ]   your muse gripping mine’s hair.

[ kick ]   your muse kicking mine anywhere / or specify.

[ point + gun ]   your muse holding mine at gun point.

[ point + knife ]   your muse holding mine at knife point.

[ mock ]   your muse mocking mine.

[ sweep ]   your muse knocking mine off their feet.

[ grab ]   your muse grabbing mine forcibly.

[ shoot ]   your muse shooting my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ stab ]   your muse stabbing my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ break ]   your muse breaking any of mine’s bones / or specify.

[ strangle ]   your muse choking mine out.

[ shove ]   your muse shoving mine forcibly.

[ bruise ]   your muse making mine bruise.

[ under ]   your muse shoving mine underwater.

[ attempt ]   your muse attempting to kill mine.

[ bare ]   your muse baring their teeth at mine.

[ threaten ]   your muse threatening mine.

[ spit ]   your muse making mine spit blood.

[ bleed ]   your muse making mine bleed.

[ burn ]   your muse burning mine.

[ corner ]   your muse cornering mine.

[ throat ]   your muse wrapping a hand around mine’s throat.

[ challenge ]   your muse challenging mine.

[ cut ]   your muse cutting mine.

[musicianturnedspy]

𝑺𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒕.

“Mech, I’m the picture of innocence, what’s with the look?” His visor flicked off in a wink.

[doorwings]

Continued squinting. “Must you use such a scandalous image of yourself?”

[musicianturnedspy]

“Ah, you got me there Prowl, I find I’m looking mighty fine in that picture, but I can see where ya might have an issue. After all we know you make the best damsel in distress.”

“This one better for ya? Look! No chains.”

[doorwings]

Oh. That’s not funny. There is no amusement here, not even a hint of a smile! Who even took that picture?

“Why do you even have that on hand?”

[musicianturnedspy]

"Why wouldn't I? Seems like half the time that's how we spend time time together!"

"But it ain't as many as you might think; most of the time when I find ya passed out someplace were taking fun selfies together. Should be a complication somewhere floatin round." He kept props in his subspace specifically for that purpose.

[xburning-chaosx]

@musicianturnedspy

It had been a pretty eventful day for Shadowfangs. She had been chasing some Decepticon sympathizers who had been causing trouble for the Autobots. Stealing supplies, attacking caches and so on. She managed to track down the bot, she didn’t catch him since she got her aft handed to her. But she at least knew the hideout.

She slumped down in the back of the bar ordering a drink and rubbing her scuffed and dented plating. She looked out at other bots laughing and carrying on. All seeming to be enjoying the evening. She wish she had bots to do that with but she only had her work to focus on.

[musicianturnedspy]

It had been a last minute decision to turn towards the bar instead of his habsuite; wanting to socialize and feel the presence of others around him. No one there looked familiar enough to catch up with when he walked in though. But it was as good as any other time to meet new bots in his book.

Or to pry his way into others affairs. Jazz caught sight of a femme that looked to be on a losing side of a fight, and he bet there'd be a story to go along with it. He slid into the seat besides them and signaled the bartender for a round. Receiving it he took a slow drink before speaking, keeping them in the corner of his vision while he continued to look over the other patrons.

"So... Tough cycle?"

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Space and Sci-fi Sentence Starters

“I think your piloting license needs to be revoked.” 

“I wasn’t expecting to see you on this backwater planet!” 

“You’re not supposed to be here!” 

“I’m commander of this ship, not /you/.” 

“I’m (rank/title) ___, I’ll be part of your crew from now on.” 

“Great, what’s next? Space pirates?” 

“You’re wanted a star system over.” 

“First time off planet?” 

“I haven’t been on a planet in a long time…” 

“Don’t worry kid, you’ll get used to it.” 

“You work during the night cycle, right? No wonder I’ve never seen you before.” 

“Woah…” 

“What kind of alien are you?” 

“Don’t think I’ve seen your kind around these parts.” 

“I’m going to shoot you out of the airlock into the nearest star the first chance I get.” 

“Do not. Touch. Those controls.” 

“The stars are so beautiful here…” 

“That’s the weirdest plant I’ve ever seen.” 

“Is this what you do in engineering all the time?” 

“Please don’t accidentally blow up our ship.” 

“Hey, I’m a smuggler, not a killer!” 

“You criminals all look the same, crawling around in the darkest crevices of the galaxy like insects.” 

“…Well… you certainly aren’t part of the crew.” 

“Who…are you?” 

“Captain!” 

“Is my skin supposed to turn green?” 

“I think I need to go to medical…” 

“How come you get private quarters when I get to bunk with four other people?” 

“Sir the engines are down!” 

“Uh-oh, that didn’t sound good.” 

“Are the alarms supposed to be going off during a covert mission?” 

“We’ve intercepted a message.” 

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[jarofloosescrews]

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Find him on various sized prints here.

[musicianturnedspy]

Interesting. I would have expected you to be more interested in Soundwave. (@amostillogicalarguement)

@amostillogicalarguement

"Dont sell yourself short cyclops! Your just as chalk full of information as your counterpart! Why, I'd say you're an easier nut to crack~" Any Decepticon officer had more information than the average grunt; if the opportunity arose, Jazz saw both Shockwave and Soundwave to be viable targets for interrogation.