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@primes-dont-party
... And so
The titan would remain in the Archives, diligently working to restore what little shreds of history lay buried and forgotten by most. His usefulness was no longer measured by the range of his blaster, nor the political standing of his rank.
He was a tired, old mech.
A cursory glance was cast to his Datanet feed
...and it was powered down for the last time.
So I decided to make up pronouns based on the thirteen frame types because I was overthinking about a character of mine and how I was going to write them. After talking with Butters about the issue I was having (which I’ll explain in a moment), I’ve decided to scrap the idea of using these pronouns in my writing and sticking with traditional/well known pronouns for the sake of reader clarity. I still want to post them though because I am vaguely proud of these bastardized words and feel like sharing. Hopefully no one will be upset with this. I’m sorry if it’s not all that good/your cup of tea. This is primarily just for my own curiosity/satisfaction.
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Grindor, as a supreme and a triplechanger, identifies more as a supreme, thus preferring “remi/remut”.
R.J. Palacio, Wonder
«Oh!» There was a surprised chirp followed by an awkward laugh. All that focus into being serious and professional and she couldn’t even remember to introduce herself. How embarrassing. «I’m sorry, sir, I should have said something. I’m Blackguard.»
<< Blackguard, >> He echoed thoughtfully, only interrupted by a box handed to him by his assistant.
<< There is no need for apologies. When you are available to make contact, I will have your payment ready. I deeply appreciate your help. >>
«You’re welcome, sir. And I’m available now, if you’d like.» She’ll need to wipe the few drops of energon that still linger on her chassis first though. Can’t go embarrassing herself in front of the Prime thrice.
His engine stalled, then rumbled back with a start. He’d have to gain clearance - go through Elita and Prowl, Ultra Magnus - and put in a request now... Things weren’t like they used to be.
That’s what you get for handing over the reigns.
<< A moment, if you do not mind. I must inform others of your comings and goings... Are you in need of access to a spacebridge? >>
@lennoxchild started following you
“Captain Lennox,” he mused quietly, looking through the database of soldiers that he had come into contact with, and sure enough was the familiar last name. This, was not that human.
“Greetings, little one,” Optimus said, mindful of his volume.
“Hello,” Annabelle replied, leaning her head back to try and look at him. He was tall.
And she was… not.
Ah, there was the chime-like response, and a possible crink in the childs’ neck if she kept up with the angle she was holding.
Carefully, deliberately, the Prime lowered himself to a knee, nearly doubling over in lieu of causing the little human discomfort. It wasn’t the first time he’d ‘seen eye-to-eye’ with these small beings.
“You have found yourself in frightful company, but do not seem afraid. Have we met?”
primesdontparty started following you
>>Well if it isn’t another alternate~ How do you do~<<
<< I am fine. For the moment. >>
<< Dare I ask what havoc has been wrought for your universe to have gained access to the Multiverse? >>
Are you really going to let Megatron's deviant son 'advise' your bitties?
I cannot dissuade them from engaging in conversation with good conscience.
He had to stop himself from commenting. No fights with younglings about manners, tone, or social conduct. Not today.
<< I am sure they would be glad to hear from you. It’s not often they are able to speak with mecha their age. >>
{{ …they’re not the only ones. }}
Ah, there it was.
<< I am sorry, Ark. Loneliness is not a path easily traveled. >>
<< However, you know that you are not alone. >>
<< … >>
<< And perhaps it would be best that our familial matters are left out of your worry, Arkaitimus. >>
| Loud heavy exvent. | {{ Unwind your circuitry Prime, I could care less about the extent your ‘family’ drama is running through your life. }} {{ …all I meant by that was if Rigel, or maybe even Bevel, needed ‘advice’ or something… I wouldn’t… necessarily be completely… I don’t know opposed to hearing them out or whatever I guess. }}
He had to stop himself from commenting. No fights with younglings about manners, tone, or social conduct. Not today.
<< I am sure they would be glad to hear from you. It’s not often they are able to speak with mecha their age. >>
Had she known there was bad fiction in his collection she might have taken some. Bad fiction always produces hilarious evenings.
«Uhm…» It took her a few moments to go through memory files, mentally digging through the medkit she on board to see what was and wasn’t there. «I think right now anesthetic is the only thing I’m running low on. But, uh, whatever you mecha have will be fine. I could put it all to good use.» Or toss it towards Kagesun’s way. He’s a medic so he should like medical stuff, right?
<< I understand. >>
A quick request was sent to the near Atrezzi-built mech who then set to work.
… And a few short novels were placed within the shipping container, including one of many newly minted copies of a collection of poems by Echus.
<< May I ask your name, as it seems you already know mine. >>
«Oh!» There was a surprised chirp followed by an awkward laugh. All that focus into being serious and professional and she couldn’t even remember to introduce herself. How embarrassing. «I’m sorry, sir, I should have said something. I’m Blackguard.»
<< Blackguard, >> He echoed thoughtfully, only interrupted by a box handed to him by his assistant.
<< There is no need for apologies. When you are available to make contact, I will have your payment ready. I deeply appreciate your help. >>
<< He hasn’t taken interest, and I am not in a position to push him into anything. At this time, anyway. >>
{{ As I recall he doesn’t like you very much, so perhaps it would be best if you left that sort of thing to his carrier, perhaps even his sibling. }} {{ …or even me to a far lesser extent I suppose. }}
<< ... >>
<< And perhaps it would be best that our familial matters are left out of your worry, Arkaitimus. >>
<< As well as a newspark can be with limited knowledge and… tact. I am supposed to watch her form within the next joor or two. I can better answer that question afterwards. >>
{{ Mm, of course. }} | He let out a quiet but heavy exvent. If one was listening close enough they could almost hear the hint of disappointment underneath. Almost though. | {{ …how come Bevel knows how to fight but Rigel doesn’t? }}
<< He hasn’t taken interest, and I am not in a position to push him into anything. At this time, anyway. >>
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To that, he stifled a laugh. It didn’t happen though, he stopped it before anything that remotely sounded like a chuckle could be radioed.
<< I would not doubt her enthusiasm. She took to martial art and sword play with far more spark than I had ever expected. Which I do not doubt you are given lesson in. >>
{{ Once again you’re right. Most of my physical training revolves around being able to fight. My carrier wanted to make sure I knew how to defend myself first and formost, among other things. So I know my way around a couple different blade classes and am fairly proficient in servo to servo combat. }} {{ … so, how good is Bevel with a sword? }}
<< As well as a newspark can be with limited knowledge and... tact. I am supposed to watch her form within the next joor or two. I can better answer that question afterwards. >>
@lennoxchild started following you
“Captain Lennox,” he mused quietly, looking through the database of soldiers that he had come into contact with, and sure enough was the familiar last name. This, was not that human.
“Greetings, little one,” Optimus said, mindful of his volume.
«Not really,» she snorts in amusement. «I guess I should, but who has the time for it anymore?» It’s also kind of hard to read when the only literature you can find is written alien languages, makes alien references, and is all about the aliens. Alien television wasn’t much better but at least it had visual humor.
«I could make do with repair tools though. Extras of course - I’m not interesting in taking away what you have.»
<< You would be surprised, >> He mused, gently patting the glass-like pane of a datapad containing the accounts of a mech who watched the first Velicitronian Rally. A gem, in a collection of receipts, shipment logs and very, very poorly written fiction.
<< I will ask Glyph to arrange for a kit to be made. Do you require a specific function? >>
Had she known there was bad fiction in his collection she might have taken some. Bad fiction always produces hilarious evenings.
«Uhm…» It took her a few moments to go through memory files, mentally digging through the medkit she on board to see what was and wasn’t there. «I think right now anesthetic is the only thing I’m running low on. But, uh, whatever you mecha have will be fine. I could put it all to good use.» Or toss it towards Kagesun’s way. He’s a medic so he should like medical stuff, right?
<< I understand. >>
A quick request was sent to the near Atrezzi-built mech who then set to work.
... And a few short novels were placed within the shipping container, including one of many newly minted copies of a collection of poems by Echus.
<< May I ask your name, as it seems you already know mine. >>
