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PSA!

"Don't do drugs unless you don't have a processor for them to rot."

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3 heart!

24. Our muses will have a movie night.

"Just long enough for a movie or two," Moonracer warns. "Then, you have to be out or you will be shot. Now pick something, and it better not be too gory."

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ø for a late night text

-:Why?:-

-:Seriously, why the frag do I keep talking to you?:-

-:What, do you spray yourself with mechanical pheromones or...?:-

-:Is there something in the substances you infect yourself with?:-

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Joy, Embarrassment, Horror, Fear

7. Joy

Answered.

9. Embarrassment

Her cheekplates heat, a phenomenon often accompanied by some silence thanks that she's not from a universe where they color easily. She may splutter or stutter, depending on exactly how she's embarrassed. Her joints and struts may stiffen. Her optics may widen or static over for a moment. She usually tries to resist showing her reaction, but sometimes she hunches over and tries to shrink away so as not to be seen.

11. Horror

Answered.

12. Fear

She trembles. She may back away and stumble if she has the space and if her joints don't lock up on her. If it's a mech or femme she's afraid of, she'll try to hide her reactions, try not to shrink away, but the shaking and the tightness in her jaw gives her away a lot of the time. If it's a situation that has her scared, she'll get chatty. If she's in a tight, small, or enclosed space, she'll probably start screaming her helm off and banging on the walls/sides of her enclosure.

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Hey Moon, you're lookin' a lot better than usual~

"Funny, because you’re looking just as unattractive as usual, Nightfall," she shoots back, wings held stiffly high.

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Hello!

If we kissed:

[x] This wouldn’t happen.

[x] Oh disgusting.

[] Again, again.

[] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[x] Slap/Push you away.

[x] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

[x] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[] Sure.

[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[x] No.

[] Ew.

[] Sure.

[] YES.

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.

[x] No. You can’t handle my v or s.

[] FUCK YES.

[x] No.

Should you reblog this?:

[] Yes. I want to send you one.

[] Yes.

[x] No, you already have.

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Do you have a crush on Nightfall?

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~*~*~*Nightmare!!!*~*~*~

Ultra Magnus was striped down to bare protoform before Crosswise, the Autobots, Decepticons, and the humans’ United Nations assembly, but it was Nightfall's obnoxious shrieking laughter and cat calls that grated him most, gritting his denta to the point he thought they may fracture.