May 22, 2016
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★: my muse breaks a promise
“Rung, I’m sorry. I know you saw me leaving Swerve’s. And I know I promised to stop and...I, well... Well, anyway. Sorry.”
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★
★: my muse breaks a promise
“Rung, I’m sorry. I know you saw me leaving Swerve’s. And I know I promised to stop and...I, well... Well, anyway. Sorry.”
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ENTIRELY POINTLESS SKIDS FACTS!
1. he actually really likes it when people touch his chassis, both in friendly and romantic gestures. it’s considered an embarrassing secret to him, however, with only getaway and his ex-amica endura knowing.
2. he’s found out the hard way that he has TERRIBLE impulse control.
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1. Tarn’s treads tightening is the Cybertronian equivalent to hair prickling on someone’s neck. If you see that, he’s nervous, interested, wary, or such.
2. Tarn is a romantic. A mass murderer and fanatic loyalist, but a terribly romantic, devoted sort who likes building families and quite honestly wants the best for the Cause, his lord, and his team. Loyalty is very important to him.
3. He can recite poetry like a champ. Probably has dramatically whispered a last few verses to his victims before killing them. Will recite love poetry in lover’s ears.
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1.) When in a low power state, very relaxed, and in beastform, Deathsaurus will knead his front paws like a cat does.
2.) Deathsaurus has etched his name into glasses with his talons.
3.) Every movement of Deathsaurus’s wings are some sort of indication of what he’s feeling/thinking.
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Send ♥ For A Drabble Of My Muse’s Thoughts As They Wake Up Beside Yours
For a moment he was sure he was dreaming. His optics onlined and he watched Rung, still in recharge. He looked so peaceful, so content. His antenna twitched, and Eye Sear stifled a giggle. What as he dreaming about?
Primus, how lucky. Wakng up to Rung was better than he deserved. Shy, hesitant, Eye Sear reached out to Rung’s hand and covered it, slowly interlacing their fingers and putting his optics again, basking in their tangled, sleepy fields.
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Black Shadow’s boss in Rodion was an idw iteration of Thunderhoof.
If you wake him up suddenly (somehow) he makes the cat activation noise (”MRRP!”)
He used to participate in aerial races for a time -- he’s decently fast for his size class.
"Drift...?" A hesitant pause, a step forward. "Drift, are you alright...?"
The swordsmech paused, briefly, and began to turn, a smile on his face. “Rung! Always a pleasure! I’m just....” He paused, then sighed. The smile grew tighter, more grim.
“...Actually, I know you’re not on the clock, but I could use someone to talk to. A friend. Just for a bit. If you’re not busy.”
There wasn't much going on in Swerve's at the moment, but Rung generally preferred things that way - better to get a proper conversation in. Slipping onto one of the stools at the bar's edge, he gave the bartender a small wave and a smile. "Good evening, Swerve. Any specials for this cycle?"
“Copper-Cobalt is the drink of the night. It takes your glossa for a spin.” he said looking at his newest customer. “Long time no see, Rung. What brings you in?” is he over due for a review? He wonders. Though he’s heard talking to Rung isn’t required like doctor visits, only recommended.