The Dragon's Den

I am called the Predaking. I am not just a mindless beast as Starscream believes. I am much more inteligent than what I let on. M!A: None Tracked tag: thepredaking Independent RP blog for Beast Hunters Predaking. Willing to RP with anyone from any transformers universe or any fandom. Can't find a post? Check the tags page. Links are in picture.

[the-tiniest-zombie]

*sits down and waits*

[the-predaking-blog]

The predacon flops down with a sigh, staring at the sparkling. He rests his helm on the floor in front of her, watching her.

[the-predaking-blog]

rolltothesky has stepped into the den

The predacon growls at the new bot. Not recognizing her or her scent, Predaking raises up.

[rolltothesky]

“This is probably one of those situations I should probably run.”

[the-predaking-blog]

Chuckling, the predacon’s tail flicks back and forth. He almost seems to smirk at the bot.

[rolltothesky]

“Did you just chuckle?”she mused with a pout,”Well I guess that action would be considered hilarious.”

[the-predaking-blog]

Predaking raises an optic ridge at the bot. He then huffs and growls.

[the-predaking-blog]

kaon-warmfuzzies has stepped into the den

Spreading his wings, Predaking looks over the new mech. His tail flicks as he tries to figure out the new mech.

[the-predaking-blog]

rolltothesky has stepped into the den

The predacon growls at the new bot. Not recognizing her or her scent, Predaking raises up.

[rolltothesky]

“This is probably one of those situations I should probably run.”

[the-predaking-blog]

Chuckling, the predacon's tail flicks back and forth. He almost seems to smirk at the bot.

[the-predaking-blog]

ask-the-tiniest-zombie has stepped into the den

Noticing the sparkling, the predacon lets out a confused rumble. He steps closer, figuring the sparkling was not much of a threat, even though her scent was like an offline bot’s.

[the-tiniest-zombie]

*chirps happily at the predacon*

[the-predaking-blog]

Predaking glares and growls. He doesn’t much else, still confused about the sparkling.

[the-tiniest-zombie]

*stays very still and waits for the predacon to make the next move*

[the-predaking-blog]

He circles the sparkling, looking her over. After a moment he sits down in front of her with a huff, giving the sparkling a look that said "what am I going to do with you?"

[the-predaking-blog]

ask-the-tiniest-zombie has stepped into the den

Noticing the sparkling, the predacon lets out a confused rumble. He steps closer, figuring the sparkling was not much of a threat, even though her scent was like an offline bot’s.

[the-tiniest-zombie]

*chirps happily at the predacon*

[the-predaking-blog]

Predaking glares and growls. He doesn't much else, still confused about the sparkling.

[the-fullmetal-edward]

In general about RPS

Sometimes I can reply within minutes.

Sometimes it takes me a couple of days.

Sometimes it’s in between.

The point is, I will reply at some point. 

I promise. 

[the-predaking-blog]

ask-the-tiniest-zombie has stepped into the den

Noticing the sparkling, the predacon lets out a confused rumble. He steps closer, figuring the sparkling was not much of a threat, even though her scent was like an offline bot's.

[the-predaking-blog]

rolltothesky has stepped into the den

The predacon growls at the new bot. Not recognizing her or her scent, Predaking raises up.

[the-predaking-blog]

armed-and-alive has stepped into the den

The predacon rumbles, looking over the mech. He had never met him before.

[the-predaking-blog]

am-I-still-me has stepped into the den

The predicon’s helm tilts. Letting out a curious chitter at the strange scent of the new bot. He takes a step closer with a rumble wanting to know why the mech’s scent was similar to an offline bot.

[am-i-still-me-deactivated201507]

Breakdown jolted at the sight of the Predacon. He got closer, though, curious. He let out a low grumble, purple optics watching it. He soon tilted his helm as the Predacon did, mimicking it.

[the-predaking-blog]

Predaking tilts his helm the other way. He growls, wondering if the strange mech was a threat or not.

[the-predaking-blog]

thecowardlyclone has stepped into the den

[the-predaking-blog]

Sensing the seeker’s fear, the predacon chuckles, stepping closer. His tail swung back and forth as he moved to circle the seeker, looking his ‘prey’ over.

[thecowardlyclone]

He wanted to back away- but he quickly realized that he probably would have merely tripped over the beast’s tail. “Please don’t eat me!” Skywarp suddenly said, almost shouting with his fear.

[the-predaking-blog]

Predaking's wings twitch at the shout. He growls slightly and shows his denta. "That depend on who you are..." He rumbles.

[the-predaking-blog]

am-I-still-me has stepped into the den

The predicon's helm tilts. Letting out a curious chitter at the strange scent of the new bot. He takes a step closer with a rumble wanting to know why the mech's scent was similar to an offline bot.

[askboxmemes]

I wanna know what people assume about me because of my tumblr.

Put an assumption in my ask. I’ll confirm or dispute it. I’m not gonna be mean or anything, I’m just very interested.

[noone-89-deactivated20220821]

Inspired by this little gem.

[the-predaking-blog]

The predacon hisses back at the seeker, narrowing his own optics. His tail flicks slightly before sitting, just to annoy the seeker. He almost seems to smile in a way that screams ‘make me’.

[thesilverseeker]

/Starscream lets out an undignified snarl, fury making his wings shake heavily upon his back-strut. Obviously the beast doesn’t have the intelligence to obey orders.

With as much weight as he can — which isn’t much, considering his light-weight design — Starscream slams his pede down onto the hull of the Nemesis, a gesture mostly associated with newsparks, but he beyond caring. The stupid beast has frustrated him beyond belief since he has taken over its handling./

In this instant, you insolent creature!

[the-predaking-blog]

The predacon laughs internally at Starscream's behavior.

Hearing the order again, Predaking glares and growls at the seeker. He looks away from the seeker, sits up and spreads his wings to make himself larger. He then looks back at Starscream, glaring down at him with a hiss.

[the-predaking-blog]

kaonitegladiator has stepped into the den

[the-predaking-blog]

The predicon watches the gladiator, not moving. He doesn’t seem to mind when he is touched. “I am a predacon…” He says tilting his helm in confusion.

[kaonitegladiator-deactivated201]

“Oh?” Megatronus’ young vocals rang, highly amused. 

From what he has learned, seemingly eons before this certain time vortex, predacons had been well deceased. If even, very few remained. It was a true experience to behold such a creature.

“I am Megatronus, former gladiator of the Pits,” he introduced hismelf, trusting that the beast could well understand him. 

[the-predaking-blog]

The predacon blinks in confusion. Why was Megatron calling himself Megatronus? He looked like Megatron and smelled like Megatron, but he didn't call himself Megatron. The predacon doesn't question it though.

"I am called the Predaking." He responds.