#thunderofthesky

[thepurpleprankster]

Skywarp, h e l p me it's d̛͓̘͟a̴͚̹͚̟̯̙͍̳r͈̥̮̬̻͍̗͜͠k̶̞̣ ̣̗̮̙͇̰͚̯͓͝and i'm ș̸̟͓̜c҉̧͖͖̰̮͖͙̬a̛̼̦̮̗̫̠ͅr͉͕̜͉̺̼͘e͙̹̰̠d͈̟͚̝̪̲ͅͅ. I d̸̙̣̞̩͙̪͞ǫ̩̖̤̘͜n̷͍͔̳͔̞̗͖̺͎'̛̛̘̤͉͉͕͖ţ̞̳ ̛̘͇̬k̞̝͓n̡͓̮̮̬͇̤ͅo̸̧̫̱̤̲̪͇͙̼͠w̵̧̹̼̻̩̰ ̖̱̫̦̟̟̙w̥̤h̵͍͇̜̤̖̭͓̀e̺̮̖̜̹̞͓̼r̷͔͚̖͍͕̻̰̕͢e̦̟͚̳̙͔͔̤͘ ҉̣̬̩̝͘͡i̴̩ ̖͈͜a̛͢͏̫̳͔͇̥͎̯̥̠m̶̲̬̩͔͔. w̡̜̱̰h̡͈̱͝o̷̭̩̥̝̱̼̩ ̷͚͚̖̀͡ì̹͍̞̘̤̜͙͠ ̴̱̕a̞̞̜̟͞m͉̦̬̞͡ a҉̨̀҉̟͔͍̙̙͔̱͙̦̼̬̞̩ń̦̳̯͓̦͈̹̦͡y̧̟̳̲̲̰͔̬m̯̩͔̮̺̭̱̯̙̦̳̖̠͙̹̩̲̕̕͢͞o̰̻̺̦̱̮̬̖̪͕̹̠̤͔̞͚͢͢͞ŕ̼̻̘̺͚̀͝ͅḙ̷̢͖̙̠̩̥͇̥̜̫̥̱̭̕͟

Everything hurt.

Starscream was gone, and Skywarp was beginning to descend back into that place that he'd once been when he first thought he'd lost his trine. He knew somewhere that there was a ray of sunshine, that this wasn't as bad as it seemed, but he was always the weak one.

And then he felt Thundercracker, his spark warming with the presence, but very quickly remembering the loss of a part of it.

And then everything begun to hurt once more.

Ḩ̬e̖̱'̕͏̰͍̺̜͚̜͇͙s̀҉̡͍̗̪͙̯̥̟ͅ ̖̹̳̫g҉̶̛̳̮ͅo̲n̢̰̼͉͞e̡̧͕̱͍̪͍͓

whe͓̙͂̃ͩͣ͋̈́͟ŗ̳̊ͯͯeͥ͐ͧ di  he G̸̨͈̙̣̲̲ͮ̑͊̄̂ͥ̎̏͢͞O̶̧̧̞͈̝̠͔̙̞̯͇͔͔̬͖̝͍̗͆̾̓ͮ̑ͥ͛̉͆̓̾͢͟

...........

I̪̤̩̖͕̝̽̓ͨ̽͐̒͂͗̿͆̽̇̕͡ ̵͖̝̮̲̽̿̒̑̎̉̊͊̾̍̂ͭ͜͠͞ ̴̥̹̞̫̭͍̊͗ͪ̎ͥ͛̍ͪ̉͐͑͑́͞L̵̮̗͇͓̲̝̬̬̥͉̩͈̊̂̎ͩ͒ͨͬ̐́̈́͌̉ͭ̏̀͝ͅ ̴̢̜͓͚͙̥̣̦̪̩͓͈̙̦̭̖̞̫̫̎̀̉̏̈́̀̚͠ͅEͦ͒́̏͏̖̯̲̫̩̲͎̞̪̳̣̦ͅ ̵̸̢͙͇̺̺ͥ͋̾̓̎ͧ́ͅF̨̳̩̥͈͈͓̪̥̱̟̗̳͎̦̺̗ͨ̎̿̆̀̇͌̃̋ͦ̚͘͟͜ ̧̫̮̹̪̠ͧͦ̀̓̉͗̓ͪ̀̒̕T̴̴̝̻̮̭̰͚̖̗̟̘̯̝̲̭͍̾̄̄͂̈́͘̕͝

i'm

s o r̲͈̼͈̼̫͕ ̲͓͉̙͚̝̲ͅr̀҉̗͙̹̙͚̞͇ͅ ̶̪̺͔̲̲̖̜ͅy̯̜̙͙̻̺͕̫̕͡

I̷̧̭̲͔͉͚̬̕ͅ'̥͎̦͖́͢͡m̶̤̱̺̩̠̤̟̯͙̕ ̬͉͓̥͉͖̰͉̤́͟͞ẁ̷͖̠͔̱̘i̶͏̘̹̮t̡̞͔͈ͅh̝̻̯͢ ̵̫̝̖̖͇̺̻̰͔͠y͏̴̶̜̟͓͖ ̶̩̮̱̠͚͙͠o̤̟̲̮͙͉͙͞ ͉͎̙̗͉̠͎̮͘͜u̵͉͍̬͖̻̣̯̫͓͘

ṋ̸̡̛̗͕͚̼ ͚̯́͜ͅe̳͚͎͕̬̫̯͕̕ ̮͎̩̤̮̭̮̹ v e ŗ̩̟̰͇

Ḁ̧̱͔̖̭̺̩̳̱͈̝̯̝̺͜ ́҉̬̞͈̭̘̩̼̱͉̣̲̩̭̝͕̰̠L̘̠̮̼̻̬͈̬̦͍͇͎͇̟͓͞ ͉̪̖̲͇̝͠O҉͓̮̩̻͖̘̬̥̙̫̝̼ ́͝҉̨̬̝̦̗̥̺N̸̨̧͢͏̺̞̺̜͙̼̰͍̦̮͇̮͔͙̙ ̴̢̯͓̳͇͔̯̝̗̯̼̖̮͚̱̻E͏͟͏̨͉̲̮͕̩̬̺̗̝ͅ

[thesass-staysbetweenus]

I have a serious problem with starting accounts. That’s why WINDBLADE HAD TO JOIN ME HERE SHES MY MODERATOR

but she’s not on rn

[thepurpleprankster]

Annnnnnnd I'm leaving Thundercracker painted rainbow.

[thepurpleprankster]

[Well the blue lump on his berth is now a rainbow lump. If that counts for anything.]

....

[He's just SG'd his own Thundercracker]

[maverickofmayhem]

You and mopey Thundercracker

That’s… so specific, mech. I know a lot of mopey me’s. But yeah, dude. It’s me, but it’s a serious me. I’m down for it.

((Fun fact: If a hiatus hadn’t happened shortly after their meeting, I was angling to have Rainbro maybe attempt to start a relationship with thunderofthesky.))

((I dig selfcest is what I’m saying.))

[thunderofthesky-blog]

The seeker found himself unable to respond at first to that delayed response, not exactly used to such an..ending word, then again, he was usually one to give them.

After a moment, he almost thinks his sudden company is gone, leaving him alone to the dark spaces of his mind once more- before he speaks again.

"I guess I’m glad," he retorts after a second or two, some part of his processor giving a sarcastic ‘wonderful communication’ in response, "that you’re glad, that is."

[thesilverseeker]

{{ Mn, it is all a matter of perspective, I suppose. I have lost my trine, and yet you survive... It would be curious.... }}

[Since I have given up hope.]

The thought stopped him, and he tried to reign in the fragmented pieces of his mind. He didn't know why he kept talking to this Thundercracker; perhaps he was mad and making it all up again, speaking to the one that resided in his helm. that would certainly make more sense than actually communicating with an actual, live Thundercracker.

Maybe.

Or maybe he just wanted to keep himself company, and to end the conversation where it was would not do, oh no.

{{ Ah--... As I was saying, I might find it curious, had I not encountered others like you. Not quite as similar to those I knew... }}

He trailed off, at a loss.

[thepurpleprankster]

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((this one is dedicated to tc))

[emperorofvos]

He’d been hiding— of course he had. Because the moment that voice, that stupid voice of that green seeker broke over the communication link— well, any progress that had been made had been firmly shut down.

Causing him to fall far, far harder than before.

He’d broken down, trashed any research he’d done and ruined— everything in his makeshift home, before he was gone. Because Thundercracker still couldn’t open up, well, not after the first person he’d actually let in had left him behind. His trine was important, yes, but would they want his problems? Would then want to deal with a shattered shell that had broken pieces of his emotions seeping across crevices? 

No.

Of course not.

And that’d exactly what he’d believed, before he was gone; that brilliant processor shut down and muddled over a relationship that seemed to come back and constantly disappear. That was why he’d never allowed himself in any sort of relationship before, let anyone into those clever walls and drag out feelings he kept stored away. 

Because he didn’t know how to control them, he’d never been given the chance. They could be locked away, shoved into the crevices of his personality and covered up with that thick blanket of cold logic. 

And that was why, four jours after receiving that message, he was at the door of his trineleader, frame battered and energon levels low— but livid, worried, upset, everything at once as he pounded on the door with no lapse. 

“Starscream.”

The message had a much more immediate and profound effect than Starscream ever anticipated. Almost instantly he felt what could only be described as a shockwave of emotion pass through his spark. Oh yes. this must have been some deeply troubling news to Thundercracker. 

He had expected a message in return, but when his trinemate remained quiet, he assumed that was the end of it and nothing was going to happen. But the emotions never quelled. Thundercracker wasn't letting it go so easily. So why wasn't he saying anything about it?

Starscream finally received his answer joors later. When he heard the knock on his door, he thought it was Steve come back from his shift. But the voice that called to him proved him wrong. "Thundercracker?!" He didn't bother to question his trinemate's sudden appearance. Instead he got straight to his pedes and right to answering his door. 

The sight that greeted him was depressing, to say the least. It made his wings fall. He didn't need to ask what happened. In the time Thundercracker was gone, it was no wonder he was in such a sorry state. Starscream knew a part of him was angry enough at his trinemate's decision to turn him away now, but it was easily overpowered by how much he simply missed him. He steps aside to grant the blue Seeker entry. "Primus, look at you. I almost want to drag you to the medbay." though the words seem harsh, the concern in his tone in evident. "When was the last time you had a sufficient amount of energon? I can get some for you."