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@raptorwarrior
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@thelittlesthacker || (x)
That…is a big raptor.
Raf was torn. The part of him devoted to science was fascinated by the fact that a dinosaur was standing before him. A metal dinosaur…but a dinosaur nonetheless.
And the more rational part of him was wary of this raptor’s intentions. Raf was the perfect size for a snack, and that made him incredibly nervous.
He took a cautious step back, planting his foot to make for a quick turn if that was necessary, and stared right back.
» ⚜ || The beastformer chuffed, quietly, the sound a soft bark in his throat, before taking a step back. His crest lowered, as did his body, in an attempt to make himself seem less threatening. Dinobot knew that was a difficult feat to pull off -- he was every inch a predator.
“My... apologies,” he grunted, one sickle claw tapping against the ground. “I was told there would be humans here, but I did not anticipate my own curiosity.”
Clay Tempered 1095 High Carbon Steel Japanese Samurai Tachi Sword
Longsword
Dated: 16th century
Culture: German
Measurements: overall length 133 cm
The sword features a double-edged, lenticular cross-sectioned blade with four small fullers and a leather-covered ricasso. The blade is marked with the ‘Passau wolf’ on both sides.
Source: Copyright © 2015 Czerny’s International Auction House
♚–;; “I’m a ball of anger, dude. We’ve all pretty much figured that out by now.”
Of course, by “we,” she meant the Autobots and her Dad, but that was a different story. She was an angry little thing; that was her one defining trait. Well, that and how much trouble she could get into in twenty-four hours, but Dinobot didn’t need to know about that part.
When Dinobot neared her, she waved an arm, trying to claim back some of her personal space. “Hey! Hey, yo, take, like… two steps back, okay? I don’t need anyone all close to me, okay? Okay, great.
“As for your question, I’m nineteen. I’m an adult.”
» ⚜ || “Your anger would do you best redirected into something constructive, rather than serving you by lashing out at potential allies.”
He stepped away, tilting his head sharply to regard her with one crimson optic. Dinobot didn’t know what he was thinking, truly. He hadn’t encountered someone who, to him, was a youngling in... a very, very long time. Even past her anger, there was something almost endearing there. Something that reminded him of himself.
“I would... be willing to teach you,” he said, finally, lowering himself further. “Swordsmanship. Hand-to-hand. Ways to release your pent-up energy.”
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“Of course it matters!”
He huffed, irritated.
“I slagged off a lot of mechs. And there’s a lot of creeps masquerading as medics running around. There’s a lot of ways to die that are worse than bleeding out and if there’s a type of mech around who knows all about that it’d be medics!”
» ⚜ || There’s a long, deadpan stare from the saurian, complete with heavy silence. Then, he huffs.
“I’m calling a medic.” He turns. “If they try anything, I will slaughter them.”
♘;; — The call for asylum was received in the dead of night. Despite the late hour, it sent the Autobot base into a flurry of activity.
Optimus was roused from a deep, but not entirely RESTFUL sleep, by Arcee’s hushed urging. She, the night’s lookout and communications staffer, had recorded a signal far out of the normal nocturnal chatter. The name Dinobot, uttered, brought Optimus to full waking operation inside half a klik. He rose without ceremony, hurrying at the two-wheeler’s heels to the base’s main computer bank, where he replayed the message received with a sort of sleepy amazement.
Dinobot, the General - one of an ELITE few, and a well-known proponent of the Decepticon cause even beyond the war. Of high-ranked defectors, he was among those Optimus had judged LEAST likely to turn.
Digits hovered above the controls as the Prime considered the odds. The chance did exist that the call was a honeypot trap, designed to flush them out of hiding - yet the idea that one of the Decepticons’ most decorated generals might have shed his allegiance to his former masters was INTRIGUING.
Decision made, he activated the secondary comm line, which routed through a human military base on the outskirts of Las Vegas.
❝ This is Optimus Prime. Do explain to me what you mean by REFUGEES. ❞
» ⚜ || Dinobot himself had just begun to go into recharge when he received his response. He’d curled into a ball on the floor of his pod, his head resting on his tail, but as soon as the voice crackled over his radio, he was up on his pedes and at the console, his tail whipping back and forth in an excitement the Prime could not see.
“Optimus Prime,” he said with a pleased chuff, one optic focused on the radio equipment. “I half-expected to be deferred to one of your soldiers. But of course, I should have heeded your reputation.”
He mulled the words over in his processor before continuing. The saurian wasn’t going to give too much away at once -- he wouldn’t dare make himself seem vulnerable. At the same time, he didn’t want to seem a threat.
“The Decepticon cause has corroded. When I voiced this opinion to my crew, they... disagreed.” A rumble emitted from his chassis. “I seek shelter. Someone to turn to. A cause.
“Would you be kind enough to offer yours, Prime? I would pledge myself to you.”
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Dha Sword
Dated: 19th century
Culture: Burmese
Medium: steel, ivory, silver
The sword features a beautiful carved ivory handle and finely detailed embossed silver scabbard.
Source: Copyright © 2015 Antique Buddhas
Huffing, puffing up his plating much like a bird fluffs up its feathers, and giving an unconvinced frown, the seeker procured from his subspace a cube of energon, setting it on the terminal near the the Raptor.
“As I said, I will insist.” He was a medic for a flock of equally fussy seekers, his insistence usually won out. A wing flicked “What are you even researching?”
» ⚜ || The saurian followed the cube of energon, readying himself to protest in his unyielding stubbornness but knowing that it wasn’t going to convince the Seeker standing above him of anything. Fine. He’d let it be, if that was what would get Acidstorm to stop fussing.
“Earth. Its customs. Its culture.” Dinobot glanced back towards the terminal. “If I’m to be stationed there, I should know what I’m dealing with.”
“That’s what they always say. Either I get a genuine slag ton of luck or it is skill. Whichever, it’s reliable enough that I don’t have to worry too much.”
He smirked.
“….wait, what kinda medic?”
» ⚜ || “A medic. Does it matter what kind? You’re leaking.”
“Or would you rather survive the battle only to offline bleeding out on my pod’s floor?”
@acid-laced-wings || (x)
“Ah, yes… working… is that what they call ‘surfing the human internet’ these days?”
He tilted his helm slightly to look around the prehistoric avian-form taking Cybertronian at the terminal’s interface. “There’s no shame in… studying… or working. however if you must insist on such rigorous dedication to either, I will insist on you taking at least a refueling break.”
» ⚜ || There’s no mistaking the irritated rumble in his chassis, the way his sickle claws twitched. He turned toward Acidstorm with a hiss of annoyance, hunkering down on his pedes.
“It’s research,” he grumbled. “And I’m fine. My tanks are above critical levels.”
"It's my business if I feel the need to smoke and drink and sway."
» ⚜ || “Perhaps not, but it speaks of something almost sad when you’re doing it on your own, secluded.”
He hesitated, casting a glance around before switching to his root mode, taking a step closer to the medic.
“I could join you. If you’d like.”
☽–;; btw i decided that any and all “still a decepticon” things are gonna be under v: the savage beast
i’ll add that to my verses page soon
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i made a vow, i made this pledge, i made this pact,
✯ independent aligned-verse Dinobot ✯ roleplayed as demiromantic, demisexual ✯ multiship, multiverse ✯ does para, icon chat, short form, etc. ✯ semi-selective, OC friendly ✯ mun is 20+ ✯ 9+ years of roleplay experience
i made a promise to the moon.
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