#grumpy-purple-jet

[ask-the-paranoid-autobot]

“Can I help you, Red Alert?” - grumpy-purple-jet

“No, not really. Just thought I’d drop by and say hi.”

[rungalwaysheretolisten]

“Rung? May I ask you something?” - grumpy-purple-jet

“Of course you can, what can I help you with Cyclonus.”

[overdorklord]

“Why, am I on the floor?” - grumpy-purple-jet

@grumpy-purple-jetUhm… why was he on the floor, right. It was a pretty much legitimate question. The Sixer kneeled down and grabbed the purple mech from a shoulder, trying to make him stay down. He… he woke up kinda quickly! Stalker just brought him up on the ship before they could take off. Now: chances to get stabbed in the face with those sharp  horns were pretty high, especially because the red optics and purple plating probably mean the came from that universe where the evil blue Darklord came from. But it was also true that nothing could cut through his plating, so let’s just hope those horns are just sharp but not infused with ununtrium too. «uhm… you pretty much got shot.» Overlord looked behind himself and moved a servo to make his men understand to step aside and move away, now that their temporary guest woke up. «We found you in an Autobot base during an attack, somebody shot you in the chest.» and the smaller mech just had time to drag him inside and leave him down on the floor, Overlord didn’t even have time to come pick him up and this mech was already awake.

[bumble-lessbee]

🍷 - grumpy-purple-jet

SEND IN 🍷 TO WALK IN ON MY MUSE WASTED || Open.

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Now, normally Bumblebee wouldn’t be the bot to go out to get overcharged. But while hanging out with some of the lost light crew, and being dragged to Swerve’s... he miiiiight of had one too many drinks... Okay, to be exact, he had two and a half glasses. He was never able to hold his energon well.The small bot could be found face down on a table, laughter rumbling from his vocal processor. It seemed everyone that came in with him had wandered off to their hab suites, leaving the Overcharged Bee by himself. Pressing his servos firmly on the table, Bee steadied himself from his seat. Swaying tremendously as he stood up, receiving a glance from Swerve.“T...hic .. they always... leave me..” Bee mumbled as his optics searched around the bar, it was full of overcharged patrons, none of them seemed to take notice of the small boy. But out of the crowd he spotted a tall purple mech. One he never got the chance to talk to, or well.. he was too scared to ever talk to. He never knew if Cyclonus liked him or not, and while he always tried to never judge a book by it’s cover; he always got the vibe he might come off as.. annoying. But Tailgate always reassured him that Cyclonus has a good spark and it would just take time for him to warm up to Bee.Letting out a vent, the bee boy waved one of his servos in the air. It was apparent he was pretty charged, but he did his best to steady his swaying movement and called out to the purple jet.“H..hey -hic- C..Cyclonus!” A happy expression plastered on his face as he tried to get the tall mechs attention. He knew the chance of Cyclonus just ignoring him was very likely, but he wanted to try and talk with him... Primus knows being overcharged is the only time he’ll have the courage to.

[cannons-and-swords]

“That’s not supposed to bend that way.” - grumpy-purple-jet

The concern was a bit surprising to the former warlord. After all, he hadn’t know Cyclonus to be the type to worry about someone else’s wellbeing, especially not his.

“It’s fine” Megatron brushed off the concern as if it was nothing. Even managing a very painful shrug. His shoulder joint far out of where it should have been, causing his entire arm to stiffen and warp in an odd and painfully direction though Megatron was not about to let on how painful the damage really was.

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[cannons-and-swords]

“What?” - Grumpy-purple-jet

Megatron looked up from the data pad he was reading, an optic ridge raised “I could ask you the same.” He responded in a cold tone, unamused that his reading had been interrupted.

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[cybertronsjewelalexis]

“Hm. Who are you?” - @grumpy-purple-jet            

Alexis looked up to the mysterious purple Cybertronian in front of her. She did not recognize him in the least, but she could tell from the dust and slight withering to his plating, that he was an older mech.

"I am Alexis of planet Earth. Who are you?"

[badgeless-bumblebear]

► talk to Cyclonus. - grumpy-purple-jet

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Oh this one was easy! And cue the little bumblebear making his way to Cyclonus’ room. He was a bit hesitant at first however. The first and last time they had met he was a screaming, sobbing mess during the whole sparkeater scare. Hopefully he hadn’t spooked the purple mech off. But after a moment he knocked on his door, hesitantly stepping back to give himself some room for when the door opened. ‘