#sunshinedbells

[x-de-con-struct-ed-x-moving]

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Slowly…oh so deliberately slowly, Annabelle pulls out something from her backpack, a big thick sign paper that’s folded in half.

Its a struggle to hold her little poker face, it’s developing still, but also looks pretty close to her dad Will, as she hold the ‘card’ up for Ironhide.

Ironhide watches her pull the large sheet of paper out, struggling to hold his own somber expression as well. He almost loses it, looking at hers - she has a long way to go. Managing to hold it as he reaches for the card, still dwarfed in his servo despite its large size, and lifts it to his faceplates before ever-so-carefully unfolding it.

[anotherisodope]

Closed RP: Drifters

“Radstorm coming,” Hancock told the Watchmen in their break room as he came down the stairs of the State House. “Anybody who doesn’t have an inside place to be, get ‘em down into the Third Rail.”

The three guys there nodded to him and stood up. He would have to give Whitey some caps to cover anybody who couldn’t afford to nurse a drink until the storm passed. All of this was the same routine they always went through whenever a storm front came with rising rad counts.

He still felt like he was forgetting something as he dropped the bag of caps off with Whitey and started helping with the sweep of the streets. Most of the people here knew to come in out of the radrain, but some would be too high, too depressed or otherwise too self-destructive, and would have to be coaxed. There was also the chance of getting a rank newcomer from a Vault who would need to have things explained to them.

With maybe half an hour to go before rad levels went shooting up and the rain started falling, he left the gates of Goodneighbor and followed his usual habit of checking its outer perimeter for any drifters stuck outside. He stayed hidden for most of his check, knowing calling out wouldn’t do much good. Most drifters would view that as bait for a trap.

[thefastestbot]

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Hotshot sank onto his tires in vehicle mode on the side of a deserted road, feeling his axles and even his tires ache. He had been traveling so, so much that he had to rest in the day light, even though it could be seen as suspicious.

[daringherring]

There was a not so strong comm ping from a young human. A confused, "Hello?" Waiting once it was answered. Annabelle had basically just hit a call back button.

Jazz doesn't immediately recognize the frequency of the incoming call, but he can tell plainly enough that it's a young human voice interrupting his well-practiced introduction.

He gets as far in as 《 Thanks for callin' Autobot Headquarters 》 before she speaks, and then sighs. It's not the first time he's fielded a call from a confused kid; usually it's because someone's gotten lost during a school trip to the Autobot ship embedded in the base of Mount St Hilary.

Is there a school trip scheduled for today? Jazz doesn't know; he's not even sure what day it is. If there is, whoever was leading it should have made sure to replace Jazz's comm frequency with their own in the information package, because Jazz isn't at Headquarters to help track down a missing student.

Still, experience tells him the best way to deal with kids is to be friendly and sound sure that he can help with whatever problem they're having, so that's what he'll do.

《 Hey, there! This is Autobot Jazz. What can I do for you, cool little cat? 》

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[goddess-mothra]

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Mothra was grooming in the middle of a lake when she spotted a young child staring at her from the beach. She paused, and lowered her forelimbs, canting her head curiously to see what the child would do. To show she meant no harm, she let out a chirp of greeting, and made her wings glow in a myriad of pretty colours.

[helliontwins]

Have a tiny peeering at one of the twins. Is it safe to poke them...? (@sunshinedbells)

More than okay, Sunstreaker is going to scoop the tiny up. “Bitty.” @sunshinedbells

[x-de-con-struct-ed-x--arch]

A sleepy, confused Tiny is left on Ironhide's table. She's very confused. (@sunshinedbells)

Uh-oh. Looks like someone’s nap was interrupted.

Ironhide gently picks Annabelle up, cupping his servos around her fragile little frame and carefully bringing her close to his chest. He’ll What’s she doing up there anyway?

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[protectobotsunite]

🌹 to win a date with the muse! (Mum's pick! @sunshinedbells)

//I’m the Protectomum guys//

Today’s lucky bot: Hot Spot

Red optics of the Protectobot leader look at the human female. Have they met before? He didn’t seem to think so. But yet, here they are. What were they doing again?

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