#fedorabot

[drtoaster]

"So... Are you my present~?" -fedorabot

"Err… well I actually had an accident while trying to wrap something. Pretty big accident. But…" He shuffled slightly and was clearly blushing quite heavily. "If you want I guess?"

[drtoaster]

“I’m your present~” -fedorabot

"B-blimey Koda…" Toaster mumbled, scratching the back his neck as his cheek lights turned a deep shade of pink. "This is… well… unexpected to say the least."

[drtoaster]

How did that get in here? (Closed for fedorabot)

Toaster sat bolt upright at his workbench. For the past few minutes he'd been engrossed in his work, carefully tinkering with a new weapon, until he heard a cacophonous thud eminating from the breach-gate chamber. He shrugged it off at first, probably just Kaiser falling over, but soon it came again and again, and Toaster's curiosity got the better of him. He went to investigate. 

The sight that greeted him at the gate chamber was genuinely terrifying. A dragon. Specifically: a large dragon, a fair bit larger than he was used to dealing with. He had no words all he did was just stare in shock.

[theconwiththegrr-blog]

⁂ (If I'm not too late --w--) ~fedorabot

"Your wings are cuter. They’re small and bouncy…and cute. Give ‘em t’ me~" He stretches his claws towards Muse, bending the joints in and out in a desire to grab. "

I thought you want my claws all over them. Wait or is it your frame? Can’t remember…but I’ll do both if you need me to. If my claws were not enough, I still have other body parts to offer~

"Besides, I’m dying to hear the noises you’ll make."

[phase6blackshadow]

Lɪғᴇsᴘᴀɴ ᴏғ ᴀ Fʟʏ - - 

Black Shadow had made an attempt to call Cackle back as soon as he realized the other had been trying to ping him. He'd realized late of course, it was not uncommon for him to recharge through someone trying to get in touch with him. The phase sixer just hoped he hadn't missed something important.

The artificial super warrior never responded, each call Black Shadow sent was only met with static. A disconnected or destroyed comm-link. Pings becoming more frantic he realized this wasn't going to be the way he got in touch with Cackle.

There had been a sort of connection he'd had with the strange artificial Cybertronian. The connection had more recently been lessened and overshadowed by the one he'd created between himself and Blue Bacchus but it was still there enough that if he so chose maybe...maybe he could make it to Cackle's domain...if he so had the will.

Walking...walking...he could gradually feel himself entering the canvas, optics offline at first, worried at what he might see when he did enter. Optics snapped online at the scent of chemicals in the air mingling with the overpowering stench of energon. Black Shadow followed the scent to its source and...

He stared. It was a gruesome sight, Cackle's headless form, energon pooling around him, the remains of whatever chemicals he had been experimenting with littered around the artificial mecha. 

Black Shadow's spark felt like someone had stabbed right through him and he sunk to his knees next to the body. The phase sixer had done and seen many gruesome things in his lifetime but it was always different when it was someone he knew...someone he cared about. 

He'd killed himself, had he? Overdosed and pulled his head off? He'd seen such a suicide before. Cackle had been trying to call him and he hadn't answered in time and...and...he killed himself...Black Shadow had been too slow to answer and...this was his fault. 

"Cackle..."

Something didn't add up.

His grief took a backseat to logic as he looked at the little neck cabling that was still left behind. It appeared to be chopped rather than pulled...and only now did he notice the head itself was nowhere to be found. Black Shadow's optics only then caught a trail of energon.

This was murder, someone killed Cackle while he was down. How cowardly. Anger rose in his spark but he pushed it down enough so as not to activate any protocols...not until he needed to. Getting up he dusted his knees off and began to follow the energon trail. The trail lead....lead...

...to nothing. Ending abruptly.

There was only one other he could think of that might do this and have access to the canvas and be able to disappear from it like that. His optics alighted, brighter than before and he quivered with anger. 

Fists clenched at his sides.

"Koda."

[theconwiththegrr-blog]

Cutie Pie ~fedorabot

If we lived together we’d:[x] Argue[x] Get it on once in a while[x] Eat Ice Cream For Breakfast[x] Watch movies late at night[ ] Prank Call People[x] Pranks each other[x] Cuddle, don't worry, I can be gentle~[x] Party, ALL THE DRINKS[ ] We’d Never Live In The Same House[ ] Shop, [x] Play games[ ] Read bedtime stories[x] Cook whatever we felt like eating together[x] Get on each other’s nerves[ ] Who are you[x] Picking up stuffs from the high places that you can't reach.

About you:[ ] I love you.[x] I’ve liked you before.[x] I like you now.[x] You’re cute[x] need to talk more.[ ] need to chill.[x] I’d makeout with you.[ ] I wanted to kiss you before.[ ] I’d slap you.[x] I’m happy to have you in my life.[ ] I don’t know you .[ ] Ex.[ ] Let’s try again[ ] I miss you[x] We’re good friends[x] we’ve kissed before and I want an encore.

Would I Date You?[xx] Yes ✔ (if you don't mind my polyamorous relationship with a phase sixer and a Decepticon spy master)[] No ✘[] Maybe[] You deserve better[] I don’t know

Your Best Feature:[x] Lips[x] Eyes Optics[] Hair[x] Personality[x] Everything[] I don’t know you well enough

[cybertronian-swordsman]

skeletonhyena/ fedorabot approaches...

 He was lost, and all thanks to that infernal little contraption. He still had no idea why it had been given to him and what it was, all he knew was that it had bridged him... somewhere, and he was being stared at by someone, presumably the owner of this place.

"Ah. Sorry." He muttered, his shoulders hunched slightly.

[drtoaster]

"By Your Side Till You Heal" ~fedorabot

The Cyborg groaned, squinting at the fuzzy shape beside him. No… it wasn’t Kaiser. Kaiser didn’t have hair. Unsteadily, he propped himself up on his elbows, the wounds on his side still hurting from his previous fight, and he attempted to focus on the figure.

"K-Koda… hey. What’re you doing here? Isn’t it like… midnight or something? You should be sleeping."