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((hey i’m still v depressed and on a bunch of new medications ))

OOC:: I’m sorry I haven’t been active! Depression is high as I was off my meds for about a month, i’m still job hunting, and I’ve been busting my ass for my parents.

If we’re mutuals, you’re always welcome to ask for my discord or my skype.

I’m hoping to be back soon!

vietalis:

She laughed to herself.

.: you knew before I could even ask! I’m alright, just got home! :.

::You’ve trained me well.:: He smiled to himself.

:: Did you have a good day? Or did you work another 45 hour shift straight? ::

vietalis replied to your post: . : ♥️♥️♥️ :.

.: how are you, dear? :.

Another little flutter. Was he getting ill?

:: I’m alright. My spark has been acting up the last few days but it’s nothing to be worried about. It’s within normal operations.I recorded it alright. How have you been? ::

#vietalis #((he's fukkin dumb))

. : ♥️♥️♥️ :.

The message was a joy, as always, and his spark fluttered.

:: Reviver! How are you today?::

A pause. Then.

:: ♥️ ::

#vietalis

verdigrisprowl:

Was Ratoxicus alright? Prowl considered asking; but he seemed to move on quickly, so Prowl let it go. He could always ask later if Ratoxicus still seemed to be off. “Lead the way.”

He nodded and turned, his cloak moving very little around and behind him, weighted and slow.

The room he lead Prowl to was the first one, a long but wide hallway. Crystals sitting in pots or beds, in puddles of nutrient-rich energon slurries. Colored lights filtered from above and below, though the crystals, casting rainbow refractions on walls and ceilings and the floor.

“This is the entry hall. The um, what used to be the cargo bay is the most complete space. Other rooms are still being refurbished or built onto it.”

He reached out and gave a crystal a small tap. It started to hum, and he nodded, almost approvingly. “...They’re very happy.”

verdigrisprowl:

“What?” Prowl (who hadn’t even noticed that his avatar had flickered) examined his hand. Looked fine to him. Maybe Ratoxicus had been expecting the paint to peel or fingers to melt together or something? “No damage,” Prowl reassured him.

He shuttered his optics, then rubbed the side of his helm. Working too long, perhaps. He’d finish this shift and then go recharge.

Then inevitably come back before he should.

“Oh -- then I’m glad. Um, ah, this way. Let me show you what we have so far.”

verdigrisprowl:

“I only humor people when I think they’re going to murder me on the spot if I don’t.”

He took Ratoxicus’s hand without nearly as much trepidation. As they touched, the hard white lines of Prowl’s fingers blurred, leaving yellow-blue chromatic aberration fringes hanging around them, which quickly resolidified when their hands separated again. No danger of damage here; Prowl came as a holomatter avatar. The worst Ratoxicus can do is wiggle it a bit.

“Ready when you are.”

“Oh. Good. I don’t, um, plan on murdering you. I don’t think I even could. I’m not very, um, good at combat.”

He looked at their hands as his retreated, working his jaw under his mask. “I - um. How? Are you okay? Your hand...?”

children-ofthestars

touch starved rp starters

“you are the worst case of touch starvation i’ve ever seen.”

“you made a mistake hugging me because i’m so touch starved i’m not letting go of you now.”

“i’m sorry but can you give a hug i need to remember what human contact feels like.”

“man you know you’re really starved for affection when someone gives you a friendly pat on the back and your knees get all wobbly.”

“so i looked it up and it’s called skin hunger, also known as touch starvation. so i’m going to hug you now and you aren’t going to complain because this has actually been affecting your mental health.”

“no one’s hugged me in years. do you mind if we stay like this a little longer?”

“keep scratching my head. it feels nice and i don’t know the last time someone did that for me.”

“the reason i am acting like a cat right now and why i’m sprawled across your lap is because i can’t remember the last time someone held me like this.”

“my video game spouse called me dear and i started crying please send help.”

verdigrisprowl:

“… I did, yes.” Was he not expected to? “We made an appointment.” It was either a reminder or an explanation, whichever Ratoxicus needed.

Prowl offered a hand to shake. (It hadn’t quite occurred to him that, with his outlier ability, maybe Ratoxicus would be disinclined to.) “And you.”

“Oh, of course -- I just thought, well, you’d have other things to do, or you were humoring me.” He worried his hands under his cloak, and flinched under his mask, visor flashing once, looking at Prowl’s hand.

“I, um, I guess it couldn’t hurt,” he said, moving his cloak out of the way. He extended his hand and took Prowl’s, barely touching before drawing back.

“Are you ready for the tour?”

curiosiccus:

::Yes I’m fine,:: Skyfire reassures the other mech, even though he not entirely sure what just took place, ::Oh? So you’re a lot like me then. Studying a bit in each field of science. I never thought I’d come across another mech who was genuinely interested in science as much as me. I have to say, this is quite encouraging.:: The shuttle chuckles, feeling a tad bit giddy, ::Tell me, what made you so interested in science in the first place?::

Fascinating! What a lovely mistake - finding a mech that didn’t brush him off, but seemed to share interests. He’d keep him on the line as long as he could, then.

:: Oh, it’s.... um. Well, it’s what I was forged for I suppose. There isn’t much else I can do.I have some..um...health issues? But science I can do! So I’ve simply devoted myself to it. I enjoy it. I’m quite fortunate. ::

creamsiclesquid

Simplified and updated commission sheet.

Until I find another job I am struggling to pay my bills. I’m behind on most of them. My phone is in danger of getting cut off. I’m calling places around on Monday to see what can be arranged, and applying at every place I can think of that I’m remotely qualified for. I’m almost out of pet food. I’m struggling to get my paperwork for food stamps approved again but you know how the government works.

Anyway, feel free to send an ask or an IM. If you don’t hear from me in a day or two, please contact me again as tumblr eats messages.

creamsiclesquid

My birthday is in 26 days, and it’d be awesome to have at least some of my bills paid as a birthday gift to myself! Commission me? :3c

nomoredeadends

OOC:: I’m sorry to bring personal stuff onto my rp blog but uh… money.

verdigrisprowl:

At their pre-appointed time, Prowl arrived. Precisely when scheduled. He headed through the entrance—he had, as promised, been waved right in—and… hovered.

Now what? He didn’t want to interrupt.

His work took him here and there, and back toward the entrance with a shed crystal in his hand, and datapad in the other. He happened to look up, brightening slightly as he saw Prowl. “Oh, you came!”

He set the crystal down and tucked his datapad into his sub space, adjusting his cloak. He moved closer, staying an appropriate and safe distance from Prowl. “Welcome to the garden! Or, what it is so far.” He smiled under his mask. “It’s nice to meet you in person!”

vietalis:

“I know he seems very rough and scary,” she admitted quietly. “But he actually might. He’s quite the diamond in the rough, but he’s a wonderful medic and was an excellent teacher for me.”

Toxic nodded quickly. “I’ll, um, add his name to the list. You could bring him and see what he thinks. It’d be fun for you to do together, y-yes?”

OOC:: small PSA :: I’ve been horribly horribly sick, job has sucked me dry, but I’m starting to get back on the mend. I should start easing back into rp in the next few days.

I’m sorry for disappearing, but things got real real bad.

verdigrisprowl:+

«Very well.» He marked down the time in his schedule. Ta-da. Officially blocked in. «I’ll see you then. Anything else?»

:: Oh nothing else at all - that’s all. I’ll see you then! :: He actually sounded rather excited.

When the time arrived, the crystals were much more put together than he’d expected, and the hurry had made him lose all track of time. Days blurred together as he worked cycles without rest. He worried over crystals and looked over calculations as needed.

He was hard to miss though, in the first room, tapping at a crystal and making notes on his datapad.

#((Casually skips to the day of??))

vietalis:

Her eyes flittered around and she smiled, a little hum of her own warbling in her throat. “It’s already so nice,” she said. “I think it’s going to draw a ton of attention once everything is put together.”

“H-hopefully. It’ll be nice to see it done.” He shifted. “I’ve set up cameras, um, so I can look at it when I go back to the uh, to my base.” He nodded. “B-but it’ll be nice to visit.” He paused. “O-oh, you could always bring your sire here. Um, if he’d like it.

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