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// Hey there, thought I'd let you know; I complied all the evidence possible that was avaliable, along with my friends personal encounters, and I have reported Chloe to the Police as I live in the uk. I'll be handing over evidence when they ask for it, but hopefully, this spells the end for everything she's done.
Ahh thank you! I was about to message you with more stuff too. I can send you her IP through a private ask and I'll send you the blog I'm compiling more evidence on
tf.a: large flying me come get your son he’s passed out by his arm
tf.p: ... he HWAT-
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"...He does what?"
Megatron squints at this.. well. Mini-mini bot, he supposes? Either way, she’s getting squinted at.
“Overlord is.. well. If you asked the general Cybertronian populace to choose between me and him, they would choose me without hesitation. I don’t know where he’s gone, and I hope he stays wherever that is. No one likes him- he’s incredibly sadistic, and he bores easily.”
"Oh Graaaamps, guess who's back!" That's Ratchet's only warning, before Sari jogs into view, obviously hiding something behind her back. She looks happier than the last time he saw her; brighter, healthier. Spending time with her Father did wonders.
"Soooo, before I left with dad, I kinda... Asked 'Rachni to like, help me build you something to, y'know, help with healing me, her, and... any other techno-organics that could pop up! It uh— okay don't laugh, BUT, it's based off of the scientific research into how cat purrs can help heal injuries or broken bones. 'Rachni explained it all in massive science talk that you can ask her about, but anyway— behold!"
At last the hidden item is revealed; a tool not unlike Ratchet's old sleep tool, but the design, as well as structure, is obviously different.
"So, how it works, is that... it emits some sort of frequency? Arachnia tested it herself, and basically; the ray helps stimulate the organic metal that we both have, and it has different types of frequencies you can infuse into the ray thingy, that targets more organic based areas, like our actual organs... And Arachnia made me swear to not tell you she spent ages on it, but where's the fun in that?"
Creaking accompanied Ratchet's movements as he shifted around to focus on her voice when she arrived. He gave a grunting hum of greeting, but otherwise simply listened. The concept of a vibrating sound being capable of healing was... strange, but then again, organics were strange in general.
He made an internal note for later to ask about that science talk she mentioned.
Ratchet lowered both himself and his servo, palm open to accept the gift, so he could hold and analyze it further.
"... Thanks, kid. That was thoughtful." He hoped it did work. It would be a relief to have some method of helping with injuries he otherwise did not fully know how to treat. "And I won't tell."
Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a character I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!
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alt <3
the Winchester stared. her hand on the gun as she slowly lowered it. “ just between us. “ she looked over at her fellow hunter. “ I never trusted that guy. “ she rolled her eyes a bit as she looked at the man in question. “ too preachy. “
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"Uh. . . You okay, sir? You look. . ." The teenager vaguely gestures, while holding a cup of coffee. ". . . Okay, I'm gonna be honest, here, you look like shit." Sipping her coffee. Sari is very, very helpful, and is definitely pulling no punches for a complete stranger who looks like he lives in the local garbage of the nearest Chuck E Cheese.
Bruno was standing outside his store. putting up a small flyer on the door. pausing when he heard the teen’s voice. his brow raising a little as he opened his mouth before closing it. processing what she had just said. he looked like shit. well that wasn’t very nice. untucking the tape from his arm he finished putting up the small flyer then looked to her. arms crossed. he could look at her. why? it was weird but she didn’t cause his skin to crawl like NORMAL people.
“ right. and you look like someone who thought pig tails were in style. sorry kiddo that went out of fashion in the eighties. “
"HEY! YOU TWO! How would you like it if I started going around, calling you heartless, ugly, ANNOYING brats who're no better than Decepticons, HUH?!" In storms a furious Sari, looming over the bullies, her eyes glowing. "Go on! Call her a freak again while I'm RIGHT. HERE. Go on! Because the second you do, I'm dragging you STRAIGHT to your parents, and THEY can explain to ME and the AUTOBOTS why you're such jerks!"
"Mom and Dad call her that, and she did break the school. I don't care what an autobot or you has to say, my Dad knows more than you and... whatever those are."
Sari kneels down to Hannah's height, hiding something behind her back. "Hey, you know, you're a tough kid, and no matter what ANYONE says about you, your pops and friends aodre you, and you know, I just happen to have something that's as unique and special as you." She finally reveals what's been hidden behind her back; a handmade knitted doll of her Optimus. "Tada! I hope the big guy gives you as much courage as he's given me." { Showing some love for the baby via one big sis figure!!!! }
Hannah hadn't expected this, blinking in surprise as she was handled the doll. A smile crossed her face as she held them gently, looking up at Sari gratefully, "Thank you, I'll take good care of them."
