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🔵| Dash games / Mun VS Muse
🔵| Muse Music Intro
What intro to any song reminders you of your muse?
Tagged by @helicrazy
I'm disgusting Like it icky-sticky Bitch, I wouldn't trust me Suck the blood up off the knife You know I'm lusting Spit it out, lick it up Like it's nothing You're fucking nothing
🔵| Dash games / Picrew
(Vaportrail) "You should fight them."
Prompts from a chaotic muse pinterest board.
"—fight them?" Vaportrail echoed him with an audible click, helm bobbing slightly as he shifted his weight from side to side, his audio sensors pricking with curiosity.
With a graceful motion, he stood, loosing a low, resonant rumble, and extended his wings; the thick protomesh fabric stretched tightly across the framework.
Fight them—Alpha wanted him to fight them.
🔵| Dash games / Picrew
🔵| Dash Game / Emotional Baggage (Venomora)
Stolen from: I honestly can't remember, it's been so long Tagging: @entice-and-artuate, @sparkmender, @a-life-revised, @circuitry-and-chaos, @symphonicdemise, and @mnemoiisms (Idk if you've done this before, so feel free to skip it!)
bold whatever applies to your muse. italicize the things that only somewhat apply / are verse dependent. REPOST , DON’T REBLOG.
been cheated on | been bullied | had your heart broken | broken someone’s heart | told a horrible lie | been betrayed | been framed / set-up | stolen something of value | overdosed on drugs | been drunk | cheated | bullied | been publicly humiliated | punched someone in the face | been beaten up | broken a bone | been admitted to a hospital | put someone in the hospital | had a near - death experience | been drugged | done drugs | smoked | been arrested | been homeless | been forced to commit a crime | died and came back to life | kissed someone you weren’t attracted to | bled severely | killed someone | been forced to kill someone | had an attempt on your life | made an attempt on your own life | lost someone | loved someone | watched a loved one die | failed to save / help a loved one | felt helpless | watched your world die / disappear | had your life’s work stolen / destroyed | gone without food for over three days | gone without sleep for over three days | been tortured / questioned | been shot | been stabbed | been poisoned | been held prisoner | been trapped | been buried alive | been held hostage | held someone hostage | been stuck in a different world / universe / time | been abused by someone who should have loved / appreciated / valued you | had a panic attack | had night terrors | been in a car accident | lost your job | lost a fight | had sex with a stranger | been divorced | been abandoned | passed out from pain | cried yourself to sleep | spent a whole day in bed | hurt yourself | taken your anger out on yourself | taken your anger out on someone you love | been used | been manipulated | felt used | manipulated someone else | had your memories / mind wiped / stolen or tampered with | been taken over by a hostile force | been terrified | played a cruel game on someone | been forced to smile | felt too many things at once | laughed when you felt like crying | been in denial | been denied | faced your demons
Typhoon toyed with the blast mask in her servos, yellow optics distant as she stared at it, digits tracing the damaged latches, rubbing over peeling paint and the marred surface; a subconscious motion. She shifted it, absently scratching at the worn edges until it settled face-down in her servos. She studied the interior, her spark twisting with anxiety when they twitched, an instinctive urge to raise the mask to her face. She hesitated before she set it down on the table across from her; quickly, as if it had burned her.
Her optics lingered on it, intake spasming as her frame tensed, lifting her servo, the tips of her digits brushing against the thick cabling there as if trying to calm the phantom pain that gnawed at her. She straightened, averting her gaze from the mask with a shuddered vent.
'Why do this to myself? Why haven’t I just thrown it away...?'
Blunt digits graze her exposed cabling, lips parting as though she wanted to speak, but no words came. She didn't have answers—she doubted she ever would.
Typhoon's frame glistened with condensation, heat radiating off her as she settled back against the wall, eyeing the now non-functional training dummy on which she had taken out her aggression. She scoffed, pulling her knees up and resting her arms on them while rubbing at her neck cabling.
She really hadn’t meant to overdo it like that...
Leaning forward, she grabbed her coolant, ripping off the lid with her sharp denta and knocking the entire cube back, allowing the cooling sensation to blossom in her tanks before spreading outward, groaning in satisfaction.
