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[floridsky]

. Bidding Farewell . (K1)

               ❝ Vale, meus carus. Vale, meus cara. ❞

These are TWO known partings ( each for a given gender :: male and female ) that one of pure Kouvayian heritage had the time to use in the distant GOLDEN AGES, by of their own choice ;; to bid another farewell and grant them sight to know they would be dearly missed amongst them. There were few things that must be done before one says so long. A pleasant good-bye – or farewell – was deemed necessary before another could meet again. One would do this so they might present good wishes to their loved one(s) or friends, knowing full well that with life being lived in chains && darkness, you would rarely if ever see the light if you happened to become victim of the dark times. By each one they would hate to say good-bye && see another elsewhere some other time. And so, to not forget think of them, said soul would bid farewell. Not out of formalities, no.            Out of warmth && goodwill, it was. So that there could still be a chance to say hello once again. Given F A T E ordains you will have to part eventually, you know.

That in mind, they believed it right to make a goodbye less painful in the end, regardless of the cause. Be it to properly wish sweet fortune on their way OR in life, itself, did it matter.

If one ever wished to know the various ways to do so, these would be the GENUINE means . . .

:: Vale, mea cara.      TRANSLATES TO       ❝ Farewell, my dear. ❞ (F) :: Vale, meus carus.      TRANSLATES TO       ❝ Farewell, my dear. ❞ (M/Neutral) :: Vale, mea dulcis.    TRANSLATES TO       ❝ Farewell, my sweet. ❞ (F) :: Vale, meus dulcis.      TRANSLATES TO       ❝ Farewell, my sweet. ❞ (M/Neutral) :: Vale, amice mi.      TRANSLATES TO       ❝ Farewell, my friend. ❞ (Neutral)

:: Vale.      TRANSLATES TO       ❝ Farewell / Good-bye. ❞ (Neutral)

:: Volo vos fortuna.      TRANSLATES TO       ❝ I wish you luck. ❞ (Neutral) :: Incolumem steteris a nocentibus.      TRANSLATES TO       ❝ Stay safe and sound from harm. ❞ (Neutral)

[analyticalpest]

To those who rp’d with Turboblast and had a close relationship with him. Sorry I didn’t post this before but I didn’t really think of it. He isn’t coming back, ever... so here’s what happened. mechacupid , snakehorns, chillintel, steamtrack-wrecker , wyvernworks

Turboblast’s spark was weak and on the verge of going out anyway. So let’s just say he finally overclocked it, and it was just his time to go. Hard working parent, finally got a job, was trying to make life right, and didn’t realize this was going to be his end, ultimately. He put enough back for Pinion, and left her with Claptrap as well as all his credits as he wandered off to be by himself. He could feel the fluttering of his spark, how its instability denoted something horrible. And maybe a few feet from Clap’s front door he finally collapsed with a gasp of pain. His spark burst before closing in on itself and burning out completely, leaving an empty and offline shell where a mech used to be. 

The end~

You can either keep Pinion, send her to another rper or just put her up for ‘adoption’ and leave her to memories.

[salty-rey]

If I didn't had homework and tests to study for, I would be coloring the Camien Candy Sandwich drawing. ; ~ ;

[analyticalpest]

Inner Thoughts

As Turboblast sat on his berth he began to think. His mates. He had three.... Two of which he barely saw... One of which he still didn't know. Didn't trust.. But the one on his mind was his Buzzard. So far away, but he never dreamed he would have driven him away entirely. His spark broke at the thought. Perhaps he would find someone better. Maybe they all would. It wasn't too late.. He could still disappear. He dropped his helm into his hands, hiding his face. Without Chill he didn't really want anyone else. He didn't trust anyone like he trusted his Chill. And Chill... Well Chill didn't trust him. He knew it... He barely tolerated him. All they really had anymore was 'facing, and if he didn't want that... Well then what?... Then what... Perhaps Amadeus was right about having multiple mates... But then... Maybe having any mates at all was a fallacy. He would try... But if it didn't work. There was no sense in staying around.

[incursu]

“you don’t have to be scary to be strong hun! You gotta show them just how tough you are and then revel in their shock! its a pretty satisfying feeling”

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“But when I offer to, they just laugh at me” she pouted, looking down as she hugged herself “ Stinks being small”

[snowskimmer]

mechacupid replied to your post “Munday question for mun. Does it bother you that Skimmer and Tarn...”

//As someone who has a polyamorous muse and sees rude questions like this or similar almost every week if not more, I applaud you.

[[I’m just conFUSION? Like, depending on the ship they’ll probably all be different universes anyway so why does it matter???]]

[florenian-archive-blog]

chillintel

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mechacupid

[ whispers ] Yes, exACTLY. Someone understands! The thought suddenly hit me, and I have been fruitlessly attempting at trying to figure out the slightest possibilitie s on how this entire situation could have even happened. I mean, for one pure example: Knowing that the elite CIA practice unit dubbed “Cemetery Wind” (what kind of funky name is that I don’t even–) was set to hunt the entire of the living Transformers like a pack of savage canines and exterminate them, and all the like following, I’d understand from a standpoint as to why Prime would go in hiding. But the few, select things this are bothering me are:

• Couldn’t Prime had possibly chosen a different location of sorts to hide himself in? Wouldn’t Transformers be able to “sense” the presence of humans (like Cementery Wind and their operations) or fellow Cybertronians in the area, given the fact that they might have high-rated sensors in their systems?

• It quotes here on Transformers.wikia that…

In rural Texas, struggling robotics inventor Cade Yeager and his friend Lucas Flannery purchase an old Marmon 97 semi-truck in hopes of stripping it down and selling the parts to get Cade’s daughter Tessa into college. Cade discovers that the truck is an injured Optimus Prime, and it is….

So, ah, why did OP choose an old, ‘97 rig as a disguise out of all other possible vehicles that could be in the exact same area? Like, wouldn’t it be nice for a change to pick something else? I just — Maybe even a tractor that DOESN’T look the least bit like your past altmode ‘n’ everything? That’d be best, am I right?

• How the diddly-daddling hell did Optimus even MANAGE to get his bomb-shelled aft into town without hardly catching anyone’s attention, and then sneaking himself into an abandoned theater of all places? I know it’s abandoned, yes; but would people be so stupid not to think that’s it’s kind of odd a damn trucking rig suddenly popped up in the theater? Do they not find this odd? Did the supposed owner not even find this mess weird? And how could Prime even do so (sneak himself around) without getting caught by the CIA unit red-handed, and then promptly killed?

• 4) How did Lucas and Cade get Prime out of the theater itself? Is there like… A ｍａｇｉｃａｌ backdoor somewhere that I was unable to spot while squinting at the large screen in the movie theater? How is that even possible? That’s what’s messing me up here! I’m so confused because the logical here is pretty much nonexistent.

• 5) Why did Cade Yeager go to a theater in search of scrap to re-build and then sell? Aren’t there many other places or ways to receive money by not doing all of that hard work? And if he were simply there to purchase an old truck, couldn’t he have gone to a local place or a scrap yard that holds beyond damaged vehicles and trucks, and take some from there?

I am SO CONFUSED. This is really bothering me at such a late time in the middle of the night.

[analyticalpest]

15 [BECAUSE IM A FUCKING ASSHOLE]

15. Would you always be loyal to your loved ones even if they wronged you?

“... I... Yes... It really depends on what you mean by wronged but... I don’t know, Surefire has wronged me more than anyone and I’d still kill to protect him. Then again I’d also kill him so it really... uh.. depends.” Well that was uncomfortable. 

((NO SHIT))