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@cybertr0nian / [x]

Megatron was skeptical of this mecha....he didn't know who, or where he came from all he did know is that apparently they found his optics to be appealing. Not something the warlord expected. " I am absolutely BURSTING with joy." his words dripping with sarcasm " Who...are you?"

If there were a competition for looking the part of a villain, this mech would be a good contender for the grand prize. However, a good hero never judged another for their appearance, and even villains had the potential become a friend if one approached them with fairness and an open heart. This wasn't to say Bravern trusted naively, but until the stranger presented a threat, he saw no reason for hostility.

"I am glad. They add a touch of vibrancy to your look, and optics are where the soul lives." Despite the other's sarcasm, he gave a friendly smile, and visibly perked up when his identity was requested. "I am BRAVERN--!" He announced with his usual theatrics, a title card flashing for a few seconds behind him with his name proudly displayed. "I am a Deathdrive stationed on Earth. Who might you be?"

#//valid LMAOOOOOO i wonder how many ppl have complimented megs on his pretty optics <3 #ic #verse: transformers #cybertr0nian

For @traumathemedic

Bioshock was currently in the lab at the Decepticon base, it was one she shared with her Sire, Shockwave, it was fairly quiet in the area she was in and didn't have to listen to Starscream's complaining or his plotting to overthrow Lord Megatron, she held up a beaker with some kind of substance in it, most likely for some kind of weapon to help with the Decepticon efforts to win this war, she hummed a little before noting a few things down on her datapad before adding a drop of a different substance in with whatever else was already in the beaker to begin with.

#[ 🧪 Daughter of Scientist 🧪 ]#muse: bioshock #verse: transformers #transformers #transformers rp #traumathemedic

gift fic: lull

For my part in a MegOP gift exchange, for @itonakoart!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Prompt; Any continuity. Megatron and Optimus take a break from the fighting and in the middle of a war torn area, sit down to catch their breath. They both realize they're getting too old for the constant battles and have one civil conversation. Tone is friendly, tired but there's a hope somewhere that things might end or change.

So I'm not 100% sure I got the 'friendly' tone right, but I was thinking mostly of the G1 cartoon while writing this (with some obvious IDW influence) and Megatron's kind of a cranky old man; if it can helps, you can think of Megatron adding an, "It's not like I respect you or anything, b-baka!" at the end. Still, I hope you like it, itonakoart!

#artoni writes stuff #verse: transformers

@nocte-venator

Ina grins. She likes that colour of purple. But maybe approaching strange robots isn't wise, no matter how tempting. Ah. Screw it. "I really love your colour!"

#ina and cade #verse: transformers

Roxie and Ravage.

poses from ladykendalsims, a-luckyday and ratboysims. i’m too shy to tag asdfghjkl

#scarlett plays sims #roguescarlett edits #oc: roxana valiente #ch: ravage #verse: transformers #just a techno-organic lady and her cybercat familiar #the first image would be Roxie carrying Ravage and running from Tarn and the FJD while her family fend them off

@cybertr0nian / [x]

Tailgate turned, optics glancing up at the much larger but, he was surprised to hear they thought he was the most adorable......but really where was the lie! He was cute and he'd own it!

" Thank you! I'm Tailgate! What's your designation? Be strange mech that I've never met before in my life."

"Hello, Tailgate." Bravern greeted with a smile. "I am BRAVERN--!" He announced with much enthusiasm, a projection of his emblem appearing behind him for a few seconds before vanishing. "It's lovely to meet you. I didn't know Cybertronians could be small." The impulse to reach and pat the cube head nearly won, but he decided not to out of politeness.

#//resistance truly is futile asjkfajlfkas #ic #verse: transformers #cybertr0nian

@cybertr0nian / [x]

Screaming? Suppose they could call it that although he was quick to reel his temper in. He was upset and it wasn't often that he screamed...he was just trying to let out some stress, he wasn't expecting someone to hear him.

"Screaming? You heard that? " he inquired staring up at the other, he doesn't recall ever meeting this one before, were they an Autobot? Maybe a mercenary? Hmm, no they didn't seem Cybertronian....human ai? He didn't think humans were so advanced yet to create thinking, living metal...interesting... " Well, I can't say I've had the honor of meeting you before.....I'm Knockout, a medic, scientist...car enthusiast...you get it. And who might you be?"

"Yes, I heard. My hearing is very sharp." Bravern replied with a friendly smile, misunderstanding the inquiries as questions about his auditory capability. "I'm usually confined to military bases, but I can't resist taking joy flights on a clear night like this, where the moon is especially bright and beautiful." That and Isami was still recovering from a long illness and had turned in early.

Bravern was half a second away from announcing his name with his usual dramatic flair when he remembered it was night time, and he really shouldn't be disturbing the local wildlife. "I am Bravern, a Deathdrive piloted by First Lieutenant Isami Ao of the Japan Ground Self-Defense Force. It's nice to meet you, Knockout." Standing straighter, he gave a small salute in greeting.