Part 1 of 2 for another beefy commission, this time Grindor for @fire-fxrged ; final piece is pending!
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Part 1 of 2 for another beefy commission, this time Grindor for @fire-fxrged ; final piece is pending!
@fire-fxrged asked:
...eyes the tiny blue dot. No, really; he can't even tell what she is.
✾ ─ And tiny blue dot is too small to realize he is something sentient, either. She is far too invested in something else and mistakes him for a rock wall.
⚠️ a text meant for someone else.
send a symbol for… | ACCEPTING
[text]: Before I begin, I would like to preface what I am about to ask you with absolute assurance that I do not mean to place judgement on your personal hobbies and/or favoured activities during your off-duty hours.[text]: However, please, for the love of the Empire, arrest your penchant for taking bits and parts from the morgue.[text]: Your underlings are beginning to notice, and I have had complaints.
A minute later.
[text]: Please do not cry, Gyrodyne.
Another minute later.
[text]: I beg your pardon. I seem to have relayed my wishes to the wrong frequency. Please overlook everything I have just sent you. My sincerest apologies.
bee @ tarn’s party rn:
fire-fxrged replied to your post “This universe is fun Everyone is so…. Tiny”
Sniffs at.
“....”
Looks up. Looks all the way up.
“... Let me get the ladder.”
Sniffs the little meat sack.
Walking among giants was gradually becoming a more normalized thing for Silas, but this was no giant. This was a titan. The whooshing of air coming and going as he was scented was strong enough to violently flutter the jacket he sported.
The hairs along his neck and arms bristled and stood on end as a guttural instinct within him screamed this was one Cybertronian that he ought to avoid engagement with. Often he chose fight in stressful situations, but this was one time he was readily considering flight.. not that it would do him much good.
“You’re a big one..”
UGH
Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY
Predaking hits the wall with a force that could cripple lesser frames, Grindor’s blunt talons exerting enough pressure to the armoured collar around the predacon’s neck to buckle and contort into the shape of his grip. Snarling and furious at the Herald’s attempts Predaking refused to stay pinned for long, either servo finding purchase in crevices of the imperfect wall and giving a small prayer it works.
The reason why soon became clear. Powerful legs designed for kicking off the ground and achieving flight, were instead directed into the abdomen of Grindor himself, using the leverage of being pinned to aid the attempt.
A terrible crunch followed as the armour around the impact site seemed to warp from what little time Predaking had to watch, staggering the beast long enough for him to break free and back away just far enough to be able to shift- a once large mecha now transforming into a dragon even Grindor’s titan like form could not match, even with their impressive wingspan.
Fangs bared and wings ready to gain some safe distance if needed, Predaking’s throat glowed with the promise of an explosive fire charge.
“ENOUGH!!”
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