#wreckenrule

[doorwings]

"Why did the math book look so sad?"

....?? “Why did the math book look sad, Springer?”

[wily-red-and-galeforce-gold]

Theres just a loud crash and Springer yelling watching a human run out of the baracks,

Sideswipe isn’t sure if he should duck and cover because what was happening???? “????”

[helliontwins]

"Did you really not know I'm a triple changer?" Hes just grinning

All the stalling then scowling. Don’t be calling him out publicly on his lack of boyfriend knowledge. How dare! “I was testing others knowledge of you.”

[skywurp-blog]

"On a scale of one to ten how gay are you-"

      ★ Thinking, thinking, “Maybe a 10.5?” 

[strategiciian]

@wreck-en-rule​ liked for a short starter.

:So another hypothetical game for my comm chatter. Sorry but this one’s a thinker, so I’ll give you some time to think over it & all. Ready? Okay.:

:Let’s just say that a super amazing Helicopter joined up with the Wreckers. They went on a mission. He got shot between the optics--energon and processor matter all over the place. It was sad, obviously, the helicopter died. His team probably cried.:

:What if, say, that helicopter didn’t say dead. Not like undead zombie of death or anything. Just, y’know, not dead anymore. Wild, right? But would that not dead helicopter be able to still call himself a Wrecker? Or does he have to be offered the job again?:

:Asking for a friend.:

[doyourequirefirstaid]

I am not a unicorn...

*!!!*

i, uh... it’s a pun. sort of. because of that picture, and how on Earth unicorns are said to bring the greenery of Spring...

*resets vocaliser* do you have a medical inquiry, or have you come to the medbay to pay a visit?

[talentandlooks]

Springer pinged the mech ::I need some assisance...:: -i saw you is lonely so I send Springer with bullshit-

Hotshot jolted awake, having fallen asleep on his current project and he rubbed his optics from beneath his visor groggily. 

::Mmm.. yes Springer? What’s up?::

[floutingphysics-blog]

@wreck-en-rule asked for a starter

        taking a moment to gather his supplies, Brainstorm had put together a small pouch of goodies and some credits... he was going to treat himself to something sweet today, maybe get the juices of creativity going again.