-- @mekaon
‘ -- YA ever get a lil’...claustrophobic in that mech’a yours, sweetheart? can’t imagine a man as a big as me squeezin’ in that little cockpit.’
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-- @mekaon
‘ -- YA ever get a lil’...claustrophobic in that mech’a yours, sweetheart? can’t imagine a man as a big as me squeezin’ in that little cockpit.’
mekaon replied to your post: Poor B.O.B having to put up with you. Because that...
yr dummy alright :/
“I don’t remember askin’ fer yer opinion.”
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[Babbage:] Hey gg. [Babbage:] I’ve never had such a hard time backstabbing someone. [Babbage:] Was I too obvious, or are you just that good at spotting spies? [Babbage:] Looking for constructive crit.
why r u like this
mom said it’s my turn on the cardboard xbox z65
after a late night of chasing leads into dead ends & having more than a couple of punches aimed his way , instead of sleeping , the sheriff had opted to spend the rest of his night in his office . & of course when he’s actually getting work done , specifically writing the reports that snow’s been badgering him for for weeks now , someone HAS to walk in to his office . at least he knows who this someone is without even looking up . truthfully , the distraction is welcomed ; he’d take just about anything to get out of doing this paperwork . yet , even as she comes in , he continues writing & keeps his focus on the papers & files before him . ‘ just gonna walk in without saying hello ? ‘ // @mekaon ♥’d
go get em gramps
ஃ ➡ jack, quietly escorting hana from the premises // @mekaon
@mekaon
(🔪)—He was trying, they were trying, to be better.
Digits twitched, wings gave a flutter, and bright red optics glanced down, a small frown gracing Blitzwing’s purple-blue face. Around them was the low light of morning; the sun was lifting into the sky above, pushing away the dark night and gracing this new day with morning light. Darkness slithered away, the stars slowly started to vanish, and flecks of bright yellow and orange touched the heavens above. Soon, day would be here, and Blitzwing sat still and watched the whole display.
Watching such things seemed to calm his hectic, Pit-sworn of a processor. When he used to live in the Nemesis with Megatron and a few selected Decepticons, he would often find peace in peering out the window of his berthroom, and stare into the endless, colourful abyss of the galaxy. But those were the dark days of the past, and now they all had a new future to look forward to. No more Decepticons, no more war, no more Megatron and his brute ways, and no more lies. They were going to be better, even if the process was slow and painful. He was trying to be better, they all were. And with that, he turned to his unique partner, and called:
“Are jou awake?”
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@mekaon | Yes!!
The screams which had been quieted, are spurred on by a different soldier all together!! Jane, can’t help but join in!
“AAAAAHAHAAAAAAUGH!!!!”