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"I’m Loosescrew!" she responded, standing up as tall as she could. "You can call me Lucy, if you wanna be my friend!"
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lucy," she said, and smiled. The femme extended a hand, to shake the other's. "How old are you, then? You seem mighty young to be wanderin' around this area by yourself."
Pipes whimpered softly as the other came closer and his visor dimmed as he kept still. Who was this? He didn’t recall ever seeing her, but he was glad that she showed up, “O-Okay…t-thank you…”
He said as he groaned in pain and closed his optics as he waited for the other to start working on him.
As soon as he had consented, Lifeline began checking the wound for any ruptured fuel lines or internal damage. Once she was sure the wound wasn't too life-threatening, she sealed the damaged fuel lines and began to close it.
"You're going to be okay," she hummed, looking up at him. Remembering the medical grade she had stolen from Ratchet's office, Lifeline fished that out of subspace as soon as the wound was completely closed. "Here. Drink some of this."
Pipes groaned as he heard someone and he lifted his helm as he kept a servo pressed to the puncture wounds in his abdominal plating, “Ugh…..P-please….help..”
He said as he tried to sit up but he was a little too weak at the moment, “I-I was attacked..by an insecticon…”
"Easy there, dude. Easy, I got you..." She moved over to him, placing her hand over his, to try to stifle the wound. "Just do as I say, and it'll be all right. I'll get you doctored up."
She was already reaching into subspace to get her tools. Lifeline needed something to seal the wounds, although perhaps she should numb the area first... No. No, sealing the wounds would have to do. He didn't look like he could wait.
"I gotcha, buddy."
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"You’re really pretty! What’s your name?"
"Hey there, little one." Kneeling down, the femme crossed her arms over her knees, smiling over at the small bot. "I'm Lifeline. What's your name?"
Ask Memes ;; Sass Edition
You can’t fight me, you’re miniature.
Going to McDonalds for a salad is like going to a prostitute for a hug.
People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.
Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.
Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
I hope karma slaps you in the face before I do.
You know, it only takes four muscles to just extend your arm and bitchslap the twat.
Congratulations on being an awful bitch who’s completely oblivious to the fact that everyone hates you.
Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.
My business isn’t your business; so unless you’re my thong, don’t be up my arse.
I may look calm, but in my head I’ve killed you three times already.
I would retaliate against your snotty remark, but since you resemble a garden gnome, I’d say the joke is on you.
I thought I saw your face on my newsfeed but it turns out it was just a picture of a potato.
You want to walk out of my life, there’s the door. Hell, I’ll even hold it open for you.
I don’t do fashion, I am fashion.
Somewhere out there there is a tree, tirelessly producing oxygen so you can breath. I think you owe it an apology.
I’m only single because I’m too sassy for everyone.
Bitch please, have you seen me? I’m a princess.
I think, therefore I’m single.
Life’s too short to bullshit.
If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.
When in doubt, freak ‘em out.
I’d rather die my way than live yours.
Weather forecast for tonight: dark.
Two wrongs don’t make a right, but they make a good excuse.
I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.
It’s simple, if it jiggles, it’s fat.
Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.
Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.
I distrust camels, and anyone else who can go a week without a drink.
If you want a guarantee, buy a toaster.
It’s actually a really good musical????
If anyone comes walking into a certain hallway, you will find Pipes doubled over and clutching his bleeding abdomen.
That is all.
"What the frag?"
That's all the stowaway said. What the frag. Because the last thing she expected was to be wandering around and come across a bleeding bot. This was a steller day, brilliant. Absolutely wonderfu.
"What the slag happened to you, little dude?"
[text] so the good news is i didn't lose my patient
[text] the bad news is i may have destroyed his arm
Angsty and Dark Sentence Starters
"Please, you've got to help me! I think he/she's dead!"
"It hurts..."
"No, don't touch me!"
"You're a monster!"
"I'm the monster? What about you?"
"They're coming after me."
"I never wanted you to get hurt."
"I trusted you."
"Please don't do this. Please."
"I don't believe you."
"Why can't you just believe me?!"
"I never loved you."
"Let me go!"
"If you scream, it'll be worse."
"If only someone loved you..."
"I'm not sorry."
"They want to hurt me!"
"Don't try to fix me."
"I don't feel anything."
"If you say a word, I'll slit your throat."
"Are you threatening me?"
"I hate you."
"Did you honestly think I ever cared?"
"This is wrong."
"You're dying."
"I'm dying."
"It was all an act."
"[insert name] is dead."
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❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive?
✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before?
☜ : Does your muse like to top?
☞ : Does your muse like to bottom?
∀ : Your muse's favorite position?
☺ : How often does your muse masturbate?
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✌ : Is your muse good with their hands?
♡ : Does your muse have any birthmarks or scars they get embarrassed about others seeing?
Á : Is your muse loud in bed?
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"Yeah, that’s not gonna happen. You’re in my medbay, and you’re rooting through my stuff.”
He really didn’t have the time or energy to deal with. His processor ache was worsening and he certainly didn’t know the femme that was digging through his supplies. Supplies he was quite fond of: unlike most medics, he had a collection he had amassed over many years, and most of them had been with him through the war.
"Mind telling me why you’re digging through my things?"
"Supplies," she answered simply, snorting the word out as if it was obvious. Using the pick, the femme began to fiddle with the wires in her wrist, trying to undo the bundle that had amassed during the day. "Not that it's any of your business. I don't give a frag who you are."
And that was somewhat true. She knew who he was. Who didn't? What medic didn't know of Ratchet, even if they weren't exactly certified? But she had a reputation to keep up, and she wasn't about to back down from him.
Reblog if you have amazing RP partner(s).
- + - Rox gave a shrug. “Don’t see why not. I’ve unjumbled lots of wires on lots of vehicles and devices. Don’t see why your wrist would be any different. The name’s Rox Carter, by the way. Pleasure to meet you." They took hold of Lifeline’s wrist and began to mess with the wiring, managing to untangle everything in a timely fashion. "So, mind telling me why I wasn’t s’posed to see you?”
"Because we're supposed to be robots in disguise, kid," She scoffed, reaching over with her other hand to gently shove Rox. She was careful not to push too hard, though. Didn't want to knock them over. That would be rude, consiering all the things they were doing for her right now. "I appreciate this. Name's Lifeline, by the way."
He was exhausted. He’d had a very long day and hadn’t been recharging well, what with the withdrawal symptoms from quitting getting overcharged cold turkey - so to speak. All he wanted was to check over the medbay, stock what might be needed for the next day, clean up a bit, and then slink off back to his hab suite to curl up on top of Wheeljack and recharge.
Only there’s someone at his station, going through his things. This was new, and not at all something he wanted to deal with. “Hey! What are you doing?”
Oh, slag.
She was not expecting this. She was not expecting someone to actually find her, given that the only two medics on board-- aside from her, of course-- had been out and about when she had last checked in. But this was okay. She could figure this out. She just had to take what she could and get the frag out of there. Easy as pie, yeah?
"None of your business, old man," she grunted, hiding the laser scalpel away. Her hands went for the pick next; that was what she needed. She popped open her wrist, pretending to pay more attention to it than to him. "Scurry on home before things get rough."
random caps meme: astrid farnsworth asked by kapitanova-n
