Oct 7, 2016
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firestorms707 started following you
“O-oh hello there! Pardon about the mess!”
Treaties
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Optimus finishes his call with Megatron quickly. “And make sure he doesn’t come over until I give the all-clear, okay? Yes, thank you. Tell Brightember I love him. Thank you again.” He hangs up.
He says, “Is the Ambassador from the other Dimension here?” The bodyguards nod.
Optimus says, “Then let us begin.” He sits down in the throne, and the Twins take sides on either side. He had not expected another universe to contact him, but their communications had indicated great similarities... enough so that a treaty would be beneficial for both of them. He hoped this was the truth in reality as well.
firestorms707 reblogged your post:firestorms707 replied to your post:M!A: Chill, 24...
My name is literally Firestorm I could light you up
His name is literally Blackout he could knock you the fuck out.
firestorms707 replied to your photoset:tinder adventures pt. 1
Legendary
it’s honestly so funny
my favorite by far is definitely the guy who got scared when i knew his cats name
U///U *
SEND ‘*’ TO KISS MY MUSE FULL ON THE LIPS.
Starscream tensed up, his optics flared up with anger, but being in his position he couldn’t exactly hurt the other. So instead he simply shoved her away from him with a growl.
“Don’t.” He made sure to wipe his lips with a disdainful expression.
“That was disgusting. Don’t ever do this again.”
" Do you think we could make out behind a shelf and not get caught?"
Orion crossed an arm against his waist and raised the other to thumb the corner of his smirking lip. He admitted that the femme’s persistent advances had become more amusing than disrupting or infuriating in the cycles of late, but receiving one during a funeral for Krank from accounting (always accounting) was far from proper. He could not reward her question with a grin. He knew from experience that it would only encourage her to do worse. Slowly, he gathered his composure and let his servos fall back down to his sides. He let one, however, fall first upon Firestorm’s shoulder, so he could give it a light warning squeeze. “To answer you candidly, we probably could get away with the act regardless of whether or not we are currently attending a funeral,” he whispered by one of her audials. “Judging by your brashness, however, I fear that you would be the vocal type, so even if I were inclined to accept a strictly hypothetical proposal to make out behind the shelves with you, I would not. Krank’s friends, among others, would not approve.”
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Soundwave doesn’t recognize this frequency. He makes certain the commline is secure before responding. And by responding, he means he’ll accept the incoming transmission, nothing more. His silence remains the same.