#sariisumdac

[ask-smokescreen]

@sarii-sumdac

"You have a really long chin."

"Now hold on a second, I know there's bots with way longer chins. This is average! A lot of bots just have short chins where I'm from."

[fate-rewired]

@sarii-sumdac asked:

"Hey, scrap for brains!" And Sari is throwing a Snowball at Swindle's face.

[Unprompted. || Accepting!]

He'd nearly forgotten about the small one. The Autobots' little pet- but not quite. His shield didn't activate in time, instead allowing the tiny snowball to smack rather uselessly under an optic.

"A word to the wise, Sari Sumdac," the barrel of one of his blasters leveled. But it didn't fill with light and energy, oh no. Instead, there was a thick pnf- before snow shot out, a slab of powdery-white that had been condensed into something akin to a snowball.

"--R U N."

[fate-called]

Oh God, the Sari's are meeting...

"...my condolences to the sanity of the 'bots for the next...however-long those two are around one another."

[codenamejudas]

@sarii-sumdac

"Yeet!" Sari is throwing snowballs.

"So it's war you want, hm? RETALIATE!" And off go a few snowballs of his own!

[cantbuffthis]

@sarii-sumdac

It may be Christmas but it's not stopping Sari from throwing snowballs at Knockout.

A snowball hits him square in the chassis. Knock Out vents sharply, wanting to hurl back a scathing remark only for it to die in his intake as warmth spreads through his frame instead.

Stupid virus.

Dark optics glare down at the snow melting against his plating, then at Sari, his jaw tight. "Do not misinterpret this," he says firmly.

Another snowball curves towards him. With disdain, he doesn't dodge. "Do note that I deeply resent this," his tone is betrayed by a fond lilt creeping in.

His servos seemingly move on their own, brushing the snow away with care. "You're having fun," he adds though clenched teeth, helplessly warm. "I'm...glad you're enjoying yourself."

He hates this.

[aonokumura]

@sarii-sumdac

Snowball attack!

🌀 He seems dazed by the sudden barrage of snow. Weirdly, the snowballs hit him, but he doesn't flinch or attempt to dodge. 🐈‍⬛

[anotherhumanpet]

@sarii-sumdac

You know what time it is? Snowball time. Sari is throwing a ton of them.

Pelted. Betrayed. Freezing his little butt off trying to do last minute decorating around the base, and this is the thanks he gets?

Well two can play at this game, and he'll get Ratch-- actually, no, the old mech won't get involved. He'll fight solo, instead.

[fate-called]

@sarii-sumdac asked:

"Hey, Optimus! Can you help me harass Megatron? He's not giving up Child Support to my Dad."

[Prompted? || Accepting!]

The Prime's optics shuttered. Excuse him, what?-- Must've been from another universe, because his own Megatron...well.

He was dead, right?

"...I...can try? But I can't promise I'll be able to succeed...and I won't be harassing him, I'll be asking him to pay what he owes." Though in what universe Megatron was Sari's father alongside Isaac Sumdac, he had no clue. A servo moved, gently patting Sari's head. Had to abide by that slagging mistletoe...

Hopefully, Megatron didn't have it.

"If you can help me find your Megatron, I'd be more than happy to try to lend my assistance."

Somehow, he sensed this was going to be a long solar cycle.