#{dragvnsovl}

[lemonspens]

"Interesting.." Her tail slowly sways through the air as she observes the medic, sharp and wise optics staring right at him. She was fully aware that Metal Cardbots could be infected by the Wilds, but there was something different about this one. "I take it you aren't a natural Wild? Your scent is different at a fundamental level."

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⠀ ' you would be correct . '

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⠀ ( bloodwing answers in a hum . claws upon his chin piece as he's looking at the other cardbot . tachi .ᐣ no . similar . she speaks differently, holds herself up differently . )

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[viciousbite]

@dragvnsovl continued from xXx

"So the taller one I met is above average?" Darkfang chuckled and leaned closer to Mega Ambler's faceplates with a grin placed upon his derma. "It's kind of cute if this is your kinds average size, certainly fun-sized." He teasingly added and lifted a digit to tap at the middle of the mech's mask, where normally a nasal ridge rested.

He wanted to grab and lift him so badly, like he'd been manhandled in his cybersnake mode in the past.

[spilled-energon]

Starter for @dragvnsovl

It was weird being around so many other Cybertronians. Mesothulas had never been the most social, but he had done okay in crowds. Tarantulas, however, was a different story entirely. He had gone most of his life alone. To suddenly be thrust onto a ship full of very social bots was jarring, to say the least. Overwhelming on the best of days, and panic inducing on the worst.

When he first wormed his way on board, he had a goal. But, Chromedome was clearly another one of Prowl's disgruntled partners. Hurt and scorned by a mech that couldn't see past his own world view. Thus, Tarantulas had lost his taste for revenge. Now, he was stuck on an unfamiliar ship with bots he didn't trust. He wasn't good at making friends, and he certainly wasn't good at blending in. He stuck out like a sore thumb with his cyber-organic frame. There were a few bots, however, that tolerated him.

Rodimus was one of those bots, and was also a horribly entertaining mech to pester. Tarantulas got a kick out of startling the poor Prime whenever possible. Which was exactly why he was situated on the ceiling of Rodimus' office, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He watched with glee as his victim entered the room, waited several moments for Rodimus to get comfortable, then slowly lowered his upside-down form into view with a strand of webbing.

"That looks important," he announced, purposely speaking loudly to startle Rodimus. That, paired with him suddenly appearing upside-down in front of the poor mech had to get some reaction out of the Prime, right?

[coetusmachina-a]

Bluebell? Blue Star?

For one, the name is Blue Cop, and another, using either name just make him sure that something is about to happen that he'll need to step in the middle of before something goes wrong...

[coetusmachina]

Not a word, Blue Cop.

[captainseamech]

@dragvnsovl replied to your post “             If there were reports of a sudden...”:

Edo's got a wrench ready to throw at him if he doesn't calm his ass down-

He challenges him.

[cybertr0nian]

@dragvnsovl said: Rodimus glances over-

Rodimus you heard nothing...

[limespens]

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⠀ ( christmas it is .ᐟ jun is making sure buffalo crush's arm is in reach before he's peeling off the protective seal and slapping the sticker on .ᐟ not as hard as his momma that's for sure . )

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