Battletorn playing New York City in 2005. Back when the band was a three-piece.

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Battletorn playing New York City in 2005. Back when the band was a three-piece.
growling suggestions ask meme / NOT ACCEPTING. && . @battletorn says : ‘ everyone says i used to be a hero, but i can still taste the blood in my mouth & still feel bruises blooming because of my fists & my eyes are still stretched wide & terrified. ’ ( @ tailgate ! )
❛ are you talking to ... ? ❜
had this been said to him all those years ago , he would have shied away with unsure stuttering words. but it’s compassion and certainty he’s learn ( not fully , just more than before ). comfort or advice is what she may seek and though tailgate isn’t fully equipped for the best of it , by primus he will try. he owes that to others at least.
fingers fiddle with the curly strong in his drink ; the bar is mostly empty by now but there are a few stragglers. enough so that the conversation can remain private.
❛ from what i’ve learned , none of that makes you NOT a hero , ❜ comes his soft response accompanied by a quick glance , ❛ being a hero doesn’t have one definition. even the most cowardly and cruel people have been called heroes ; you don’t get to decide whether you’re one or not. but the fact that you’re admitting to this sort of thing ... is a step towards hero. ❜
he pauses briefly before continuing.
❛ nothing is black and white. fear doesn’t equal cowardice , bravery doesn’t equal heroism. doesn’t that make sense ? sorry , i just ... um , i’m not the best at this. i guess part of what i’m trying to say is ... if this is about the war and what you had to do or not do doesn’t define you. it was complicated -- i wasn’t even there for it. ❜
Battletorn & MGT - No Mercy Attack! - 7" [Outlaw Recordings, 2008]
"Japan Tour Edition of 200 numbered copies with hand-written labels and hand-cut/glued sleeves."
Rare were the times when he was left mostly alone. Not due to being in trouble this time, but because Barricade was needed elsewhere. Jesse didn’t actually pay attention to what was said, but it was most likely because of some movement by the Humans, Autobots, or maybe even third party forces.
Whatever the case, Jess didn’t know, and quite frankly? He didn’t care either. He was allowed to have a slight amount of free time. Just like he was allowed to do as he pleased within certain limitations. The exact specifics had never crossed his mind, but he did know as long as he stayed inside the city limits he’d be fine.
Surely, he could do that. That he could stay in one place and do as he was told. Besides, it wasn’t like there was a tracker on him. Actually, there was one, but quite frankly? What Jess didn’t know couldn’t actually harm him. Usually.
The only benefit in this case was that he wasn’t in his per-usual uniform. It was one thing to have it on when he was around Barricade, but another entirely when he was ideally alone. It became more of a hindrance than actual benefit - something that on most days Jess didn’t care about.
Though, today was different because he didn’t know how long he’d be in this specific situation. He was fine being without Barricade. Just as he was fine that he didn’t have a direct line of communication to the ‘Con. It truly was no big deal. Out of the ordinary, but nothing that he couldn’t handle.
Besides, he had Remix with him. A small ‘Con or... whatever it was. Jess wasn’t exactly sure; he just rebuilt the creature and while he wasn’t completely perfect? Remix was at least some protection, even if most of the time it served as Jess’ personal phone.
“Three days,” he says, leaning back against the wall. “That’s how long they said they’d be gone. Three days... just you and me, Rem. A nice vacation.” Except for the part where Jess knew it wasn’t really one, but that was besides the point. “What’s the worst that could happen?”
Actually, several things could happen between now, and then - though, quite frankly? That was besides the point and Jess didn’t care whatsoever either.
@battletorn
@battletorn has requested a Comm. link
Oh, another one? This late into the cycle? How queer. He supposed he should answer it, and he was far too distracted to ponder it’s source.
:: Query: designation?
[ challenge ] .
[ challenge ] your muse challenging mine
With the return of one of Optimus Prime’s generals, Soundwave was forced to adjust the size of patrols along with how many foot soldiers officers took with them on missions (the coming and going of Wheeljack was a source of irritation when it came to his algorithms), but he personally doubted a few more vehicons would stand a chance against her.
Despite the general belief of Autobots being soft, a clear stereotype to make them appear weak, Astraea was known for being ruthless in combat. It was a trait one could appreciate in an opponent, but it only caused the surveillance chief trouble knowing how the vehicons could never stand a chance against a former gladiator.
Throwing ill-trained foot soldiers would never work, leading to the decision of taking this mission himself.
There was always an inherent risk when he left the Nemesis, considering the information recorded on his drives, but the risk was minimal compared to net gain an artifact would bring to the Cause. And so, he went, there little surprise of who he found.
As the pod housing the artifact laid between them, Soundwave shifted into a defensive stance as he stared at her; accepting her challenge.
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧ @battletorn said: you've got a lot of spunk for someone so tiny
HEAD CANTED TO SIDE , HE TURNED , AS IF SPEAKING TO some invisible friend. ❛ did you HEAR that? I think there was a slight FLUTTER in the wind. ❜ mouth set into stubborn draw ----------------------- his gaze then turned upwards, brow perked in CHALLENGE. he’d never seen anything quite like her before, and his hand raised in a motion that gestured c’mere ; let’s go. i’m not scared of you. ❛ got a lotta IDIOT in me too ------------------- which is probably why you don’t scare me. ❜ he had faced much in space ---------- she was not the most frightening thing he had ever seen. ❛ still think I can sing another one bites the dust better than you. just admit it, and we’re GOOD. ❜
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