Jul 17, 2015
Optimus is dead 'n probably thought you were annoyin'.
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I know he’s dead- Trust me, I know.
...
he probably did- everyone seems to think that. Doesn’t mean he didn’t care about me or anything.
Still- go frag yourself.
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Optimus is dead 'n probably thought you were annoyin'.
Meme reference
I know he’s dead- Trust me, I know.
...
he probably did- everyone seems to think that. Doesn’t mean he didn’t care about me or anything.
Still- go frag yourself.
May leave a little cube Bulkhead plush. Destroy it as you please.
She looks at the plush and frowns. “Papa who’s this?” She held up the plush. She had no idea.
Lived long enough to become the villain
He was gone.
They told her he was dead, but Leah knew better. Leah knew nothing could kill him-- just as nothing could kill Optimus, or Sunstreaker, or any of the other bots. They were practically immortal; nothing could take them down. And so when they told her he was dead, that she was alone, she refused to listen. Her dad was alive. He would come and find her.
They used her. She knew more about Cybertronians than they did, especially after years of living with them and working beside him. They knew she was well-versed with their bodies, and they took advantage of that knowledge. If she refused to, they dug into her. They hurt her. But she knew better. Leah knew she had to hold on.
Her dad would come and find her.
The months passed by, though, and hope became harder and harder to hold onto. They dug into her harder, raked their claws through her body and soul. Everyone was dead, they told her. Everyone had been slaughtered, and no one was coming for her. Despite their words, she knew the truth. They weren’t dead.
They were still alive. The Cybertronians were still out there, still fighting each other-- they had just forgotten about her. They weren’t coming for her.
She let MECH rule, then. She did as she was told. And, over time, she came to enjoy it. It was... satisfying to hear the captured mecha scream beneath her. It was comforting, to know that she was not the only one suffering because the Autobots had abandoned her. She dug her claws into the Cybertronians that had turned their backs to her, and she tore them apart-- as she, too, had been torn apart.
And, from their pain, Leah learned so much.
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"I committed my first crime when I was a kid. Seven years old. I went into a store and managed to shove some shit into my backpack. I ended up buying a drink, so it wouldn't seem suspicious, but I ate that night. Six bags of pretzels and a cookie."
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✥ I have roleplayed with you and it was great❦ I sort of secretly ship a thing with your muse(s)✢ I like your characters❄ I look up to you
// SCREAMS OMG bae no shhhh
[text] You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel.
[text] I did?
[text] Was he an angel?
[text] I hope I got his number......
No -- just hold on,
"I'm sorry."
The woman shifted in Breakdown's hands, struggling to find a comfortable position. She had been an idiot-- of course she had been an idiot. This was the woman willing to take on a Megatron just to keep her Dad safe. But once again, she had bitten off more than she could chew, and it had come back to bite her in the ass.
This time, it had come back to kill her.
"Dude, we had... Fuck, we had so much shit we could have done. Gone and hung out, kicked some ass... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm leavin' so early. But, hey. Look-- Look at it this way," she had to pause, to turn her head and cough. Blood splattered across her shirt. "You don't have to be worried about any stupid organic botherin' ya now, right? It'll just be you an' your boo thang.
"I hope you two are happy together, love. I really am. I hope you two... Fuck. I hope you're happy in the end. You fuckin' deserve it."