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RJ blinked a few times, quite confused. “Claimed? Oh you must mean claimed a friend; that’s fine by me.” he smiled. “I claim you too then!~”

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Property of Heckyl [for RJ]
RJ blinked a few times, quite confused. “Claimed? Oh you must mean claimed a friend; that’s fine by me.” he smiled. “I claim you too then!~”
Claimed - disgruntledcupid
7. Will do whatever you say for one day
“....oh...well then...”
Claimed
1. A kiss
Trailcutter had been watching Tailgate for a while now. The minibot was in Swerve's, and seemed to really be enjoying himself. And Trailcutter was a good four glasses to the wind. So, he decided to act on an impulse thought, something he would have never attempted while sober.
He stood up, stalking over to his [prey] shipmate, and scooped him up, resting him on his hip as he planted a soft kiss on the top of his helm with a happy engine hum.
Claimed
3 Me for one night
Trailcutter didnt remember ever promising these mechs all of these things, but Allen he could understand. That mech was happy and warm and cuddly, and Trailcutter would always enjoy cuddles.
::Allen?::
'Claimed'
6. Me for two nights
Trailcutter didnt know what to do with himself. He rememberd the drinks were flowing, and somehow he got pulled into the humans card game. He ran out of things to bet [ not like he carried human things around much anyways ] and so he bet two of his shifts against the girl, jokingly.
Well, apparently, she was not joking when she won the game [ of course she won, she knew the rules and regulated them!] and said she would call upon her winnings soon.
So, here he was, with an attempt at polish on his frame and a nervous twist in his spark.
"Jess? Im ....Im here..."
Claimed
Put 'Claimed' in my ask box and I'll use a number generator to decide what you get:
An angry/jealous text
>> Look next time you and Sideswipe want to go on a six hour drive through the fragging country and come back covered in Primus knows what. Don't come near me.<<
>> Or Bob <<
>>In fact don't come into the apartment just go to a public wash<<
>>And don't worry I sent Sideswipe the same thing.<<
Claimed
Put 'Claimed' in my ask box and I'll use a number generator to decide what you get:
A slap to the face
Sunstreaker watched quietly as Sideswipe seemed to rumble about Primus know what. The yellow mech had begun to tun his twin out after said twin circled the sofa for the 100th time. Groaning, Sunstreaker stood up and stopped Sideswipe in his tracks. One hand came up fast enough to sting Sideswipe's cheek, and snap him out of his daze. While the other came up more slowly and both hands caressed the mechs face "Stop worrying."
Claimed
Put 'Claimed' in my ask box and I'll use a number generator to decide what you get:
Drunk voice mail
>incoming slurred message
:|| Ya know Drift...uh I mean Blaster, ugh why was I even...even thinking of Drift...I, you. have a nice smile ya. But Soundwave has a better aft.||: