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i've added more food into his about, as i realized it was a complete pile of nothing. i'm honestly still not satisfied with it, but i will revisit it when i'm not so eepy sleepy.

i also added two new verses, and removed the star trek one. added one for mer!formers, and one for sky: children of the light!

#mun speak / ooc.#chat im trying ok like im really trying to revive my energy to write my muse okay im sorry #mental health tearing me apart like a pack of wild dogs they hunger for my energy and soul with their bone white teeth #wehhhh

Leadership is getting a call on your emergency commline, thinking the world is heading into the fourth start-up of the war or something, and hearing an audial piercing cackle on the other end from a secretary who had too much comet dust. Who thought it would be a great time to tell a joke they concocted, and couldn't wait til morning.

Now he's wide awake.

This is fine.

#it's fine he's used to only getting the earth equivalent of 2 hours of sleep nowadays.#( if anyone wants a secretary position under him to help with paperwork there is going to be a position available starting tomorrow )#;; ic status

He still functions, for better or worse.

#;; ic status #totally for the better (it's for the worst. end him.)

... interestingggggg...

#i am looking. / dashboard comments.

He's not going for any bad romance tonight thanks.

#badumtss .#i am looking. / dashboard comments.

He's not falling for ragebait.

Not this time.

#(narrator: he's falling for it.)#i am looking. / dashboard comments.#;; ic status

A rare transmission, but he owes it to Jetfire to at least check-in. « How are things on Cybertron, old friend? »

There was once a time in both of their lives where transmissions between the two of them weren't so rare, actually commonplace. Be it regarding status reports, updates from the frontlines, a friendly talk, or something else. The commline on either end never had a metaphorical layer of dust on it.

The end of the war changed damn near everything, of course. Including their companionship.

The work peace brought forth for many kept idle scarred servos busy-- and it was all a far cry from monotonous. Day in and day out, having to resolve issues between those who still harbored bad blood for one another, or reviewing and approving new building plans for future structures of some sort of importance. Having just gotten out of one such meeting, involving Red Alert, who was eager to build up a new center with multiple wings for patients and scientific research. Hashing out details and growing a headache at the idea of stretching out more workers between projects and funneling funding towards it, the mountain of paperwork that would come with it, he was ready to crawl into his office and never be seen or heard from again for a while.

That was, of course, until that silent commline sparked to life. A familiar voice flooding through. It was pitifully embarrassing how quickly Jetfire responded back. It's a wonder he let Optimus finish speaking.

« Optimus! » His tone and his mood both perking up, followed by his wings. Thank Primus he was alone in his office.

« Everything's going just great, so far. Just busy, veeery veeeery busy. Got some bumps here and there, but nothin' to worry about. But enough about me mate- how are ya doing? Things going good out there? You alright? »

#galaxyconvoy #shelved queries / asks.

( ✧ ― GET TO KNOW YOUR MUTUALS! ― ✧ )

Rules: Answer and tag people you want to know better.

1. Favourite colour: purple

2. Last song: Big Poe - Tyler the Creator

3. Currently reading: emails

4. Currently watching: Moomin (1990's cartoon version)

5. Currently craving: spaghetti and meatballs

tagged by: stolen from @stahscream

tagging: people whose zodiac is capricorn. people whose muse is an oc. people who dyed their hair last month. people who have more than 10 drafts. people who have memes that have sat in their inbox for more than a year. your mom. people who have more than one dog. people who write orion pax or optimus prime. people who do not use a queue. people who have a multimuse. your mom again. people who bought a scratch off the past week. people who work retail. and finally people who write smokescreen from transformers: prime.

#mun speak / ooc.#;; memes

brighter than the brightest supernova, and more gorgeous than the numerous galaxies that we've seen together. that is what you are to me. a metaphorical star I let slip through my servos.

...

Hey mate, I think you've got the wrong frequency. But you're a pretty poetic bloke, I'll give you that.

#2ndcommand #shelved queries / asks.#SHEESH ...

mastermegatron

Starscream: I'd take Jetfire out on a date. Him: That sounds like a threat. Starscream: ...is it the profile pic? Him: It's the 'take Jetfire out.' Jetfire: Take Jetfire out on a date (affectionate) Take Jetfire out on a date (threat) Starscream: I will take you out on a date. Him: Still sounds like a threat.

#archived data. { saved posts }#never going to get a normal date </3