#trcubleshooting

[sillymuses]

@trcubleshooting

"E-Excuse me, my lower half was di-dislodged during my fall. Would you be a dear and find it for me?" She would have done it herself truthfully, but she was already running low on primary and backup energy. Movement would've resulted in it depleting faster and she could only move so fast being a top-half. It was within her best interest to just kind of...wait.

[starswears]

@trcubleshooting liked for a tenna starter !

THE SOUND OF SINGING completely distracts him from the original reason he left his room today. It's a new voice, which also heightens his interest significantly. Arriving to it's source, he discovers this to be true. Not wanting to interrupt, he waits through the duration of the song until he speaks.

"YOU SOUND LOVELY! I haven't heard that one before, but I don't think I'll forget it anytime soon now! Have you thought about singing for a LIVE STUDIO AUDIENCE?"

[coetusmachina-a]

( ✧ ― @rage-nexus || incorrect quotes ― ✧ )

✏️ [[ red blitz and cielo ]]

Red Blitz: I’m quick at math. Cielo: Ok, what’s 38 times 76? Red Blitz: 24. Cielo: That wasn’t even close. Red Blitz: But it was quick.

[i-am-bravern]

@trcubleshooting liked for a starter !

Years had gone by since Isami's passing. Bravern thought he would have gone to the afterlife with him, or wasted away as a constant guardian for his pilot's grave, but he could not.

'Live.' Isami had said - the last word he ever uttered. And so he lived, as per the wish of the love of his life.

Years passed, and no one was able to fill the void Isami had left behind. With blessing from humanity and Superbia's promise to protect Earth, Bravern bid farewell to the planet he called home, and departed for the stars. Faintly, he recalled Knuth's travels through the cosmic silence, a familiarity he shouldn't have felt but did. The silence was a beautiful lie. The roaring of celestial bodies would've been unbearable had the vacuum of space not suffocated them.

He didn't know how long he roamed or how far, only that eventually, he arrived at a planet he did not recognize. It was occupied. He could tell. On a whim, he scanned for the nearest settlement, and then he dove, burning through the atmosphere. Air felt foreign upon his plating after eons spent adrift in the cosmos. As the ground rose, he took a smooth turn, and engaged his wing thrusters to slow his descent.

Regardless of his intention, his arrival shook the earth, creating a sizeable crater where he knelt on one knee. Heat rose from his frame, alien metal steadily cooling as steam escaped from the seams. He waited a moment for his systems to settle, and tried to shake off the strangeness of feeling heavy again. Then, he stood, armor clamping down once his temperature stabilized. Amidst the dust and smoke, he waited to be approached.

"I am Bravern." He called out, voice resonant and firm despite its previous disuse. "I have come to be a protector of this world."

[maximummuses]

@trcubleshooting

The signal is strange. No one has heard it for centuries on Cybertron. All had assumed the source of it was gone. But this strange new world comes with surprises as well, including a signal all had assumed lost.

Prime is the first on the case, finding himself upon... a feast of sound. A concert, if he has to guess. Why would the signal be coming from a concert of all places?

[lemonspens]

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⠀ ( he's got an audience now does he .ᐣ . . . )

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⠀ ( time to show off these moves .ᐟ )

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[coetusmachina-a]

( ✧ ― @trcubleshooting || the muse will tell you ― ✧ )

∞ [[ cielo and red blitz :) ]]

⦁ If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning  ⦁ If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || Marry Me ⦁ If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life⦁ If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply⦁ If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || Clothes off Now  ⦁ My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together⦁ If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life

[coetusmachina-a]

( ✧ ― @trcubleshooting || give a kiss ― ✧ )

♥ [[ cielo and red blitz perhaps? ]]

His optics widened as Cielo gave him a kiss, freezing up for a moment before relaxing and shyly returning it with one of his own - he'd known the flyer long enough it wouldn't be awkward.. right? A-and they did kiss him first!