12 31 51 62 for the meme.
12. What was your last dream about?
Hivestorm tensed a bit at the question being directed at him, his mandibles clenching tightly together as he let out a slow vent.
Slick cables being held in his grip, digits clawing at his wrist as he held the competitor up by their vocal cords that were slowly being stretched to the point that they were snapping so the sounds of their screams were being cut off. Optics still staring at him in horror as the vibra knife comes in closer, cutting one small portion of the armor to expose tender portions beneath it. Carefully choosing which ones to pluck out, just enough to send oil spilling across the chassis and spurting onto him. Nothing too dire, the mech will still live, at least until the next time the stupid one decides to attach him after the fights have been called to an end.
“I don’t dream.” He muttered hoarsely.
31. What position do you usually recharge in?
“Whatever position I end up falling into recharge in. I have a bad habit of staying up quite a lot, studying books and quite a few times I’ve recharged sitting straight up.” Jaxx laughed softly.
51. Are you scared of spiderbots?
Jaxx lifted an eyebrow. Those were just like regular arachnids weren’t they? Normally if you left them alone, they would ignore you wouldn’t they? “Umm... no?”
62. Are you a good singer?
“There is not enough high grade in the world for us to find out the answer to that question.” Hivestorm snorted, turning his face away.