#invisiblerobber

[sunstreakerstablet]

I'm looking for an artist.

I no longer have their blog or any info for them. The last time i talked to them was like 2014.

I have no idea how to find them anymore. The used to go by @invisiblerobber-blog but they've been inactive for 12 years now. I had briefly found them on twitter but then with the change to X and losing my account i lost them. I also lost their other tumblrs.

If anyone can help it would be really appreciated. This is their art btw!

[robotarmedweenie]

*THROWS THIS AT YOU*

(( YAAAAAAAAASSSS!!!!!! Y A A A A A A A A  A A AAAASSSS!!!!! ))

(( *SCREAMS WITH SHEER HAPPINESS* ))

(( LOOK ))

(( IT’S MY INVISIBLE BBY ))

(( AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ))

[robotarmedweenie]

Who happened to you? (Any TF muse/oc please?)

Put a question in my ask and I’ll write an IC monologue/drabble of my muse’s past.

“Ratchet. Fragging Ratchet happened to me.”

The invisible spy shivered and stared at his open palms, before clenching them and throwing them to his side stiffly. His optics shuttered off, and he took in a deep, shaky breath.

He had to have another ‘check-up’ with the sadistic freak... why did he need new optics?

Because Ratchet burned his original ones off–– with an acid spray to his face.

“H-he didn’t even use any sedatives,” Mirage mumbled under his breath, barely keeping his anger from trembling his words. “He fucking gouged out my eyes with a laser scalpel, and didn’t use any sedatives!”

Mirage’s words were getting louder, faster, and more frantic.

“He pinned me down! He had me strapped onto that damn medical berth so I couldn’t run! I screamed and screamed and screamed, and he just told me that I was being whiny!”

His optics were sliced out of his own sockets while he was fully awake---!

“And in the end, he had the fucking urge to tell me that I owe him a slagging THANK YOU!”

Mirage threw his fist against the wall, causing the metal to dent slightly. Sparks flew from his servos, but he paid no attention to the now-damaged hand. He was trying to focus on steadying his breath, and calming down his mind, but his ember wouldn’t stop pulsating wildly in his chassis, and he was having trouble breathing––

Tears started welling up in his optics as he stared at his reflection–– yelling at himself in front of a mirror. He was losing it, wasn’t he?

Mirage clenched his fists, ignored the pain, and yelled, “I fucking HATE THAT MEDIC!”

[robotarmedweenie]

Kink meme (Either mirage or glitch your choice): Really tall, goofy primes.

MIRAGE:NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS

Small blushing noises from the semi-invisible mech.

Brim was his bae and mate, but he still got embarrassed over this kind of things.

GLITCH:NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS

He wiggles his optic ridges, but his goofiness seems a bit subdued at the moment. Then, even that silly look dropped slightly.

“...s-sorry if I’m not as upbeat as I normally am... things are just... really awkward and tough right now, in general...”

[robotarmedweenie]

Mirage is going to see something large somewhere close by.

And Mirage is going to shriek in a shrill voice that was way too high.

“WHAT WAS THAT?” Mirage cried out, immediately activating his disruptors so that he was invisible to the naked eye.

[askfirstaid]

// I know I owe spinning-the-classics, JackofWheels, Protectobotmedic, professional-squishy, and invisiblerobber responses, who else?

[badspeeder]

★ -invisiblerobber

Send me a ‘★’ and I will tell you how my character feels about yours.

Blurr sees potential in Mirage that he hasn’t seen in many Autobots. He sees someone who could be loyal to the cause, so long as he was taught the right way. Mirage only annoys him when he shies away from mechs that he should be standing up to. Unless it’s their leader (or himself as he is leader now). Blurr doesn’t appreciate the fading in and out of sight during conversation, but understands Mirage can’t control it. Overall, he’s satisfied with Mirage so far and wants to continue teaching him whatever he can to make him a well rounded Autobot, ready for the move to slaughter.

[at-a-waves-length]

((I'm so sorry guys for not answering any RPs for days. I decided to enter into NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month, which spans the entire month of November. Tomorrow's the halfway mark and I haven't even breached 10,000 words yet (the goal is to reach 50,000). So I'm panicking, and my brain is being torn in 50 different directions, and you know what I want to do right now? I want to write fanfiction. Fanfiction. It doesn't help that my schedule is so busy, where my mom needs me to go practically everywhere and my cat keeps waking me up at night because she gets into things...

Ugh. So I just wanted to put that out there. I'm not ignoring you, I'm just really busy.))