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knockonbee:

“Are you hoping to celebrate this human holiday then?”

“I don’t know. Maybe? It seems like it has the potential to be very interesting, if nothing else. And the lights remind me of Caminus during the evening cycle.”

#[:: my hands may be small but i can still wrap dad around them :: verse : dad ko ::]#knockonbee

Meh, even though Christmas is supposed to be a happy time, it always makes me depressed

“I’m very sorry to hear that. Holidays in any culture can be a very stressful time, and it can be difficult to see those around you enjoying the season when you can’t seem to grasp the same feelings.

I’ve been there, but mostly with Cybertronian holidays. I wasn’t sparked there, so the culture sometimes just… seems foreign to me. Almost fake.

I hope you get through the season without too much trouble, though, my friend. It’s at least just once a year.

…wait, it is just once a year, right? I never know with human customs.”

#[:: i'll be satisfied if i play along || verse : main ::]#[:: when that voice starts to whisper || asks ::]

“I still don’t think I quite understand this whole “Christmas” thing. Or any of the other holidays I’ve read about in this month. Humans certainly are diverse in their religions. It’s no wonder they fight about them.”

#[:: i'll be satisfied if i play along || verse : main ::]#[:: open ::]

“With each new dawn it’s not the same world as the day before. And you’re not the same person you were, either.”

#[:: i'll be satisfied if i play along || verse : main ::]#[:: open ::]

One of these days I’ll actually write up a Tyran verse for Windblade.

But it’s super late and I’m sleepy, so today is not that day.

#[:: from the desk of the trash panda || ooc ::]#she's still a cityspeaker I mean that's p much my consistent thing #but man will she be confused by Literally Everything Else

Windblade was not particularly familiar with humans.

She’d spoken with them, of course. Once or twice. This planet was crawling with them. But she was more familiar with the massive living cities and starships of their kind than the smaller, much more frail organics.

So dealing with one in person wasn’t high on her list of things to do with an afternoon, especially right now.

“I... sorry, I’m... not certain what to say...”

@theyoungerwitwicky

#undetermined verse ;#[:: we build our world every day || starter post ::]#theyoungerwitwicky

"Pardon me? You're Windblade, yes? I have something for you." She hums and sets down the bag she carried and reached into it. She pulls out a well decorated present and hands it to the femme, before lifting the sac back over her shoulder, "Happy Holidays!" The feline purrs and bounds off.

“Yes, that’s me. Is there something I can- oh!”

The femme blinked a few times once she was handed the present, opening her mouth to question what this was for or who it was from. But before she could, the other had bounded away, and she was left to look down at the box in confusion.

“…I wonder what this is…”

She stood still for a moment, then, with a very faint shrug, she pulled it open.

#[:: i'll be satisfied if i play along || verse : main ::]#[:: when that voice starts to whisper || asks ::]#majesticallyadventurous

owldart

i saw a post and i had to draw it. also, starscream is the most melodramatic bird.

credit to @smstransformers for the original misquote!

#[:: my arms around his neck my fingers laced to crown || starscream & windblade ::]#[:: you are the crownless king || starscream ::]#[:: scars can heal and reveal just where you are || mirror ::]

zonerrrrrr

The empress, the lord, the geisha.

#[:: scars can heal and reveal just where you are || mirror ::]

The opportunity to fly on her own was rare these days. Her flight model didn’t lend itself to many human models, and so she generally wasn’t allowed to fly alone. At least... not without supervision.

But sneaking out was something she had become familiar with. To the point that she really didn’t feel fear, even at hearing something unfamiliar below her.

After she circled once, she transformed to drop, allowing her rotors to slow her fall as she landed, looking around. Should she have called someone? Perhaps. But she was so curious...

@damagedstinger

#[:: i'll be satisfied if i play along || verse : main ::]#[:: we build our world every day || starter post ::]#damagedstinger #//it won't let me tag you ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

lordofvos:

« 🎻 » || Starscream bent down at the waist when she gave him her hand, kissing her knuckles – the proper reverence a Vosnian noble was meant to show to a member of the priesthood. His wings lowered just a tic in respect as he raised himself back up. He could tell she was uneasy – he could tell, too, that she was trying to cover that up – but he made no comment on it.

Typically, when you pointed out a mech’s discomfort, it only made it worse.

“Please. The pleasure is mine.” He gave her a smile; cordial, gentle. “And don’t feel the need to explain yourself. Your feelings are… understandable. It’s horrid, losing everything like that.

“I have a reputation, besides. I can see why most wouldn’t find me approachable.”

The simple gesture of respect was something s he hadn’t seen in a very long time. Not since before the massacre that had left her alone within Metroplex. Not since the early days, when she had still been an acolyte of the order. The faint tip back of her wings seemed to indicate how flustered she felt, and she tipped her head forward gently in acknowledgement.

“To be fair to you, not all of my apprehension was your reputation. Searchlight spoke of you, when I was an acolyte. I found it difficult to reconcile the mech he spoke of with the rumors of you during the war.”

Windblade wasn’t entirely certain how the Seeker would respond to hearing her speak of Searchlight, but it wouldn’t be fair of her to leave him out. He had taught her a great deal about the variety of Cybertronians she’d only barely begun to understood.

“I just... wasn’t sure how to approach you. And with things as twisted up as they have been...”

#[:: i'll be satisfied if i play along || verse : main ::]#lordofvos #84 years later

“Oh!”

Honestly, she hadn’t been paying any attention while she wandered, reading a datapad, and it hadn’t really occurred to her that there could’ve been someone else down here. It wasn’t even that she was trying to avoid interaction, either.

“I’m really sorry. I didn’t think anyone was down here.”

@arkburied

#[:: i'll be satisfied if i play along || verse : main ::]#[:: we build our world every day || starter post ::]#arkburied

“I’m so sorry. Are you new here?”

She was exhausted. With everything that had happened, it was so hard to focus. Especially now, away from the familiarity of their previous base of operations, things seemed so horribly bleak.

But still, she could’ve sworn she had met everyone in her time on this dusty little planet. Had she missed someone?

“Did you need help with something?”

@iincandcscence

#[:: i'll be satisfied if i play along || verse : main ::]#[:: we build our world every day || starter post ::]#iincandcscence

Family Christmas #1 tried to murder me, but drop this a like for a starter!

#[:: from the desk of the trash panda || ooc ::]#[:: make me a perfect match || starter call ::]

thelastcityspeaker

❛ she walked with the universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings. ❜

#[:: lead me out into the light || promo ::]

Gonna get active here again too.

#[:: from the desk of the trash panda || ooc ::]#//do u know how much I missed my tiny awkward daughter

heightfeared

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#[:: lead me out into the light || promo ::]

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