The Last of the Primes

I am Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots and protecter of Earth. I will defend this planet until my spark in extinguished. (An semi- independent Aligned Optimus rp/ask blog. Single Ship. Please read rules and relationships before interacting.)

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@shootingphysics @notanothernoble @optimusthelastoftheprimes @killermnemonics @shatteredemperorofdestruction @crimson-autobot-gunslinger

Quick question for you guys. Do any of you that i tagged want a starter?

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(Sure)

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Flywheels watched the Prime from a short distance away, partially concealed by a tree. It was not often he met an Autobot recently, especially one of this calibre, and his wings twitched nervously at his back. Would the mech be understanding, or shoot on sight? He had heard conflicting stories about the Primes of different universes... Gradually, the triple-changer stepped out from behind his hiding spot and gave a tentative wave.

The Prime did not know what to make of the strange mech that had interrupted his drive. He had a frame that Optimus did not recognize, but he did not appear to be hostile so the semi did not engage his weapons. “Hello, who are you?”

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scavengerneoprimalistflywheels:

“It… it is nice to meet you too,” Flywheels lightly shook it, working on relaxing around the other mech. “I… I don’t think this is my home universe. It doesn’t feel like it… And… and you’re different in my home verse. Or at least I think you are.”

“I would believe so as you do not look like the mechs of my universe. What frame type are you and were do you hail from on Cybertron?” The semi relaxed a bit now that he knew the mech was not threat.

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

“I am a triple-changer from Tetrahex,” Flywheels murmured, “I’m… a Decepticon sort of… It’s… it’s complicated. But I won’t do anything! I just… I’m looking for somewhere safe and quiet. Is the… war still on here? Does your verse… have a DJD?”

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Optimus’ optics narrowed but he did not move to harm the other mech. After all being a Decepticon was a choice and maybe Flywheels did not want to be one anymore. “What is the DJD?”

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

Flywheels relaxed just a small bit as Optimus did not immediately attack him, wings lowering slightly. “The Decepticon Justice Division. They h-hunt, torture and execute failures and traitors… like me…”

[optimusthelastoftheprimes-blog]

That sounded all to like the Decepticons to Optimus. Though it was a Megatron from another dimension and not his own mate it still troubled Optimus how easily most Megatron’s adapted such means. “The Decepticons here do not have such a thing to my knowlege. If you seek asylem here than i can grant it to you.”

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

“I… I don’t want to cause trouble,” Flywheels murmured, shuffling in place, “or to get anyone hurt because of me… They can track List member’s signals and I don’t know if they can do it across universes…”

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Optimus shook his helm. “It would be not be any trouble. I will no allow anyone who wishs to live in peace to be harassed. As long as you do not harm my Autobots or humans, you will be welcome here.”

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

Flywheels looked to the Prime, shifting from pede to pede as he felt torn. “I… it would be nice to be able to visit from time to time, but I… I think I would end up bringing danger down on your helms if I stayed all the time. The DJD in my verse… they’ve killed phase sixers. One of which almost killed my verse’s version of you. It… would not be fair of me to ask you for asylum, but… but I’m not ungrateful for the offer…”

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The Prime nodded. "I will not force you to stay if you do not wish to but you will always be welcome here."

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::I’m approaching the planet on what is currently the sunward side. My ships computer says I should be landing somewhere near a settlement called “Roswell” in less than a joor.::

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::I will send one of my team for pick up.::

[blastingincoppertones-deactivat]

::Thank you sir. Coppertone out.:: A few hours later, a small ship landed near Roswell. Thankfully, no humans were in the immediate area to spot it.

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The Prime had come with his team and walked up to the young femme. "Greetings to you, Coppertone."

[megatron-prime]

.:Storm Warning:.

[megatron-prime]

optimusthelastoftheprimes:

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Optimus resisted making a rather sarcastic comment over their bond and kept going. He slide further down that throbbing peice of metal until he was at the base, waiting for the metal of his throat to ajust to the size. Once he was sure he would not gag, he constrated his intake in order to stimulate his mate's nodes. The Prime started to bob his helm now, nearly taking all of the spike out of his mouth before putting it back in. "Mmm."

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Copper couldn’t help the excitement that ran through her. ::Optimus Prime, sir!? I’m Coppertone of the 406th Autobot Squadron. I picked up a message saying to come to this planet, so I’m here.::

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::I have heard great things about the 406th Squadron. I am honored to meet one of their members. What is your location, Coppertone?::

[blastingincoppertones-deactivat]

::I’m approaching the planet on what is currently the sunward side. My ships computer says I should be landing somewhere near a settlement called “Roswell” in less than a joor.::

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::I will send one of my team for pick up.::

[blastingincoppertones-deactivat]

::I’m a few klicks out from this planet’s moon. May I ask who I’m speaking too?::

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::This is Optimus Prime, leader of team Prime. Who is this?::

[blastingincoppertones-deactivat]

Copper couldn’t help the excitement that ran through her. ::Optimus Prime, sir!? I’m Coppertone of the 406th Autobot Squadron. I picked up a message saying to come to this planet, so I’m here.::

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::I have heard great things about the 406th Squadron. I am honored to meet one of their members. What is your location, Coppertone?::

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Flywheels watched the Prime from a short distance away, partially concealed by a tree. It was not often he met an Autobot recently, especially one of this calibre, and his wings twitched nervously at his back. Would the mech be understanding, or shoot on sight? He had heard conflicting stories about the Primes of different universes... Gradually, the triple-changer stepped out from behind his hiding spot and gave a tentative wave.

The Prime did not know what to make of the strange mech that had interrupted his drive. He had a frame that Optimus did not recognize, but he did not appear to be hostile so the semi did not engage his weapons. “Hello, who are you?”

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scavengerneoprimalistflywheels:

“It… it is nice to meet you too,” Flywheels lightly shook it, working on relaxing around the other mech. “I… I don’t think this is my home universe. It doesn’t feel like it… And… and you’re different in my home verse. Or at least I think you are.”

“I would believe so as you do not look like the mechs of my universe. What frame type are you and were do you hail from on Cybertron?” The semi relaxed a bit now that he knew the mech was not threat.

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

“I am a triple-changer from Tetrahex,” Flywheels murmured, “I’m… a Decepticon sort of… It’s… it’s complicated. But I won’t do anything! I just… I’m looking for somewhere safe and quiet. Is the… war still on here? Does your verse… have a DJD?”

[optimusthelastoftheprimes-blog]

Optimus’ optics narrowed but he did not move to harm the other mech. After all being a Decepticon was a choice and maybe Flywheels did not want to be one anymore. “What is the DJD?”

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

Flywheels relaxed just a small bit as Optimus did not immediately attack him, wings lowering slightly. “The Decepticon Justice Division. They h-hunt, torture and execute failures and traitors… like me…”

[optimusthelastoftheprimes-blog]

That sounded all to like the Decepticons to Optimus. Though it was a Megatron from another dimension and not his own mate it still troubled Optimus how easily most Megatron’s adapted such means. “The Decepticons here do not have such a thing to my knowlege. If you seek asylem here than i can grant it to you.”

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

“I… I don’t want to cause trouble,” Flywheels murmured, shuffling in place, “or to get anyone hurt because of me… They can track List member’s signals and I don’t know if they can do it across universes…”

[optimusthelastoftheprimes-blog]

Optimus shook his helm. "It would be not be any trouble. I will no allow anyone who wishs to live in peace to be harassed. As long as you do not harm my Autobots or humans, you will be welcome here."

[blastingincoppertones-deactivat]

@optimusthelastoftheprimes started following you.

::This is the 406th Bronzer, calling over Autobot frenquencies for any Autobots near by. Does anyone read me?::

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::This is omega-one responding, what is your position?::

[blastingincoppertones-deactivat]

::I’m a few klicks out from this planet’s moon. May I ask who I’m speaking too?::

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::This is Optimus Prime, leader of team Prime. Who is this?::

[blastingincoppertones-deactivat]

@optimusthelastoftheprimes started following you.

::This is the 406th Bronzer, calling over Autobot frenquencies for any Autobots near by. Does anyone read me?::

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::This is omega-one responding, what is your position?::

[shittyrpstartersforpp]

SEND ONE FOR A HEADCANON I HAVE FOR MY MUSE

❤- What does your muse look forwards on their soulmate?

❥- Can often/easily can your muse get heartbroken?

❣- What calms your muse down?

ღ- Sexuality?

⌚- Does your muse worry about time?

❅- Favorite time of the year?

✿- Does your muse like the nature in general?

✞- Does your muse have any kinds of religion?

✍- Can your muse write? How well/How bad?

✎- Can your muse draw? How well/How Bad?

☁- What kind of weather does your muse consider the best one

ツ- Can your muse speak any other language other than their main one?

∞- Does your muse believes in afterlife?

✺- Something your muse finds pretty

✆- What your muse’s phone gallery is filled with?

❦- What is your muse’s favorite fruit?

❧- What is your muse’s favorite kind of food?

‽- Something your muse has problem in understanding

☺- Something that makes your muse happy

☹- Something that makes your muse sad/upset

✉- How often does your muse text?

⌨- How often does your muse use the computer?

♫- What is your muse’s taste in music?

♯- Something that gets your muse angry

⋆- Your muse’s future dream and why

☮- How much your muse worries about appearance?

[kiwisparked]

Happy Holidays, everyone! ♥

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*Is amused*

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Send this to the 12 nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get 5 back you must be pretty awesome. ♥

Thank you.

[sliceofmemepai]

Send “⚡” + an insult for my muse’s reaction.

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Flywheels watched the Prime from a short distance away, partially concealed by a tree. It was not often he met an Autobot recently, especially one of this calibre, and his wings twitched nervously at his back. Would the mech be understanding, or shoot on sight? He had heard conflicting stories about the Primes of different universes... Gradually, the triple-changer stepped out from behind his hiding spot and gave a tentative wave.

The Prime did not know what to make of the strange mech that had interrupted his drive. He had a frame that Optimus did not recognize, but he did not appear to be hostile so the semi did not engage his weapons. “Hello, who are you?”

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scavengerneoprimalistflywheels:

“It… it is nice to meet you too,” Flywheels lightly shook it, working on relaxing around the other mech. “I… I don’t think this is my home universe. It doesn’t feel like it… And… and you’re different in my home verse. Or at least I think you are.”

“I would believe so as you do not look like the mechs of my universe. What frame type are you and were do you hail from on Cybertron?” The semi relaxed a bit now that he knew the mech was not threat.

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

“I am a triple-changer from Tetrahex,” Flywheels murmured, “I’m… a Decepticon sort of… It’s… it’s complicated. But I won’t do anything! I just… I’m looking for somewhere safe and quiet. Is the… war still on here? Does your verse… have a DJD?”

[optimusthelastoftheprimes-blog]

Optimus’ optics narrowed but he did not move to harm the other mech. After all being a Decepticon was a choice and maybe Flywheels did not want to be one anymore. “What is the DJD?”

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

Flywheels relaxed just a small bit as Optimus did not immediately attack him, wings lowering slightly. “The Decepticon Justice Division. They h-hunt, torture and execute failures and traitors… like me…”

[optimusthelastoftheprimes-blog]

That sounded all to like the Decepticons to Optimus. Though it was a Megatron from another dimension and not his own mate it still troubled Optimus how easily most Megatron's adapted such means. "The Decepticons here do not have such a thing to my knowlege. If you seek asylem here than i can grant it to you."

[dontcallmepercy-archive]

Up All night

optimusthelastoftheprimes

Percy was in his office still awake when he should be recharging. He needed to finish reading the reports on how his inventions are doing and on how the base was functioning. He needed to know when something malfunctioned and how.

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Optimus sighed at the dedication of the other mech. While such work ethic was commendable, it was still never good to neglect recharge. “Perceptor, why are you not in recharge?”

[dontcallmepercy-archive]

Percy was starting to doze when he heard Prime. He jumps a bit. “Huh?! oh um…I need to finish reading these reports before I recharge. I don’t want to make mecha wait on my opinions and such. Just in case its time sensitive.”

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“I am sure that there is nothing that can’t wait until morning.” He put a gentle servo on the scienctist’s shoulder. “Get some recarge, Percecptor.” Optimus would have done well to follow his own advice but the new bond made him restless. He had given up after laying awake for hours.

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He looks up at Optimus. Sighing after a bit. “O-okay. I just… I want to be more helpful. I can’t fight like the others can. I’m useless in fighting. So I feel like I’m not helping much.” He stands up slowly. Rubbing his optics after taking his glasses off. 

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"Perceptor, wars are not won by fighting alone. An army needs more than just fighters to survive. The repairs you make, the equipment you make, it has saved the lives of my soliders. I could not run this army without you."

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Flywheels watched the Prime from a short distance away, partially concealed by a tree. It was not often he met an Autobot recently, especially one of this calibre, and his wings twitched nervously at his back. Would the mech be understanding, or shoot on sight? He had heard conflicting stories about the Primes of different universes... Gradually, the triple-changer stepped out from behind his hiding spot and gave a tentative wave.

The Prime did not know what to make of the strange mech that had interrupted his drive. He had a frame that Optimus did not recognize, but he did not appear to be hostile so the semi did not engage his weapons. “Hello, who are you?”

[optimusthelastoftheprimes-blog]

scavengerneoprimalistflywheels:

“It… it is nice to meet you too,” Flywheels lightly shook it, working on relaxing around the other mech. “I… I don’t think this is my home universe. It doesn’t feel like it… And… and you’re different in my home verse. Or at least I think you are.”

“I would believe so as you do not look like the mechs of my universe. What frame type are you and were do you hail from on Cybertron?” The semi relaxed a bit now that he knew the mech was not threat.

[scavengerneoprimalistflywheels]

“I am a triple-changer from Tetrahex,” Flywheels murmured, “I’m… a Decepticon sort of… It’s… it’s complicated. But I won’t do anything! I just… I’m looking for somewhere safe and quiet. Is the… war still on here? Does your verse… have a DJD?”

[optimusthelastoftheprimes-blog]

Optimus' optics narrowed but he did not move to harm the other mech. After all being a Decepticon was a choice and maybe Flywheels did not want to be one anymore. "What is the DJD?"

[megatron-prime]

.:Storm Warning:.

[megatron-prime]

optimusthelastoftheprimes:

megatron-prime:

Optimus’ enthusiasm was much appreciated and well received. Megatron even allowed the wandering touches without demanding a speedy leap to what he expected from his bondmate. Truly, their desires for one another had been a continuous problem for them both and truth be told, they had to meet for exactly this a lot more often or Megatron might actually blow a gasket. 

“I appreciate the direction you’re headed in, Prime.”

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Optimus hesitated for only a moment longer before bring the spike to his lips. His gossa sipped out to tease the tip of it a little, moving in small circles over the mesh. Then he opened his intake entirely and slipped it over the top, taking it in only a third of the way as he was out of pratice.

Once the Prime had ajusted, he constricted his intake so it was nice and tight for his mate and began to bob his helm up and down.