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TFP Knock Out | Rules & About | 18+ only.

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

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Larry, if we make an effort today, we might be able to save August. Jaws (1975) | dir. Steven Spielberg

[cryoverkiltmilk]

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

“Please don’t be like the mayor from Jaws”

- Erin Gilbert, scientist, buster of ghosts 

[kokoko-sir]

new corpus! :3

sadly, because of art style in combiner wars #2 even though there was starscream, i still have no idea how his legs look

whatever

[hex-fauna]

Here’s a time unit thing and lemme tell you my expression the first time I’ve read this

[blacknpurplewarpster]

[x]

[faggottt]

Social experiment: if you know what this is don’t say anything just reblog

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

@sgmegatronasks

“I’m Windcrash.” She took the drawing back, holding onto it not having heard the mutter. “Dad said I was named it cause I emerged in the middle of a really bad storm. So that’s how I got my name. How’d you get your name?”

Part of him wanted to lie, to keep Windcrash at arms length both physically and metaphorically. He wasn’t great with youngsters and he wasn’t about to start now. But… If his theory was correct, another dimension was missing the kid and they’d be returning as soon as he was able to consult with Shockwave. Perhaps a little kindness wouldn’t be amiss, would it?

“Obviously because I’m beautiful, a real Knock Out. But I’m not your Knock Out. And you’re not my Sparkling, so don’t think I’m going to be all fuzzy towards you.”

[sgmegatronasks]

She nodded, though her doorwings tilted down sadly. At least he wasn’t too scary, a little intimidating maybe, but not scary. He still felt safe.

“Where are we, Mr?” She asked, looking up. “We don’t have a place like this back home. It’s all…cold.” She frowned and rubbed her arms quietly.

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

"You're aboard the Decepticon ship, Nemesis. And we're going through some rolling blackouts to conserve our resources, hence the lack of warmth. Come with me," he sighs. "I have a blanket you can wrap yourself in."

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

Clearly all the other bots are just rough drafts - because you're the final copy.

Well, clearly someone around here has a sense of style. Come off Anon and let's grab a cocktail or two.

[red-in-revolt]

twelvecylindersurgeon​:

How novel, a mech with manners! Such a rarity this far out from Cybertron and he was an eloquent speaker, too. Interesting indeed. Knock Out returns the bow, holding it for a moment longer than was necessary for polite society as a show of respect and piqued interest.

“It is my honor to make your acquaintance. I’m Knock Out, the medical officer for the Decepticon flagship, Nemesis. Are you here to see Lord Megatron?”

Redstrike hummed as he returned to his standing position and quirked his head a bit in either direction as he viewed the other red bot’s bow. His tail flicked with interest. “I am not, though I am certain that would be an…interesting encounter.” he drawled. He tucked his hands formally behind his back and took a step closer, smiling as he gave Knockout a thorough looking over.  “I’m here on behalf of my personal medic. He would like to open up a dialogue on trade with you. Quietly…which is why he ask me to come. He’s rather cautious about spending time among Decepticons. …Or Autobots for that matter. Something about ‘being roped into another blasted war’.” he mused, quietly interested. 

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

"Trade? With me? I'm already stretched thin with the supplies I have, so it would need to be a fairly significant trade to get my approval," he says, mentally inventorying his medbay. "Then again, I'm open to negotiations..."

[warlordratchet-deactivated20201]

💋 - Hug them from behind and nuzzle  their neck!

Ratchet freezes instantly at the sudden arms he feels snake around his abdomen, followed by a slight pressure against the back of his helm. Only when he saw the bright finish on the mech's arms did he realize who it was, causing him to relax just a smudge as the faintest of smiles appears.

"Please Knock Out, ask next time."

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

Knock Out tightens his hold for a moment before releasing his elder and stepping away. "What's the fun in that? You usually say no, Ratch."

[red-in-revolt]

twelvecylindersurgeon started following you

Redstrike tipped his head to the side and a slow smile worked it’s way up the corners of his mouth. “Well…now things are getting interesting.”

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

Knock Out watches the newcomer and he smiles back, a clawed servo lightly pressed against his chest. “I like interesting. But interested is better, don’t you think?”

[red-in-revolt]

Redstrike gave a chuckle and inclined his chin before he swept into an elegant and practiced bow, his leg sweeping in a half circle behind him as he lowered his head, the hints of a black decepticon brand showing just beneath the overlapping plates of his helm, upon his neck. “On that we can agree. I am Caedis Prime, better known as Redstrike, wielder of the Triptych Mask. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” 

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

How novel, a mech with manners! Such a rarity this far out from Cybertron and he was an eloquent speaker, too. Interesting indeed. Knock Out returns the bow, holding it for a moment longer than was necessary for polite society as a show of respect and piqued interest.

"It is my honor to make your acquaintance. I'm Knock Out, the medical officer for the Decepticon flagship, Nemesis. Are you here to see Lord Megatron?"

[red-in-revolt]

twelvecylindersurgeon started following you

Redstrike tipped his head to the side and a slow smile worked it’s way up the corners of his mouth. “Well…now things are getting interesting.”

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

Knock Out watches the newcomer and he smiles back, a clawed servo lightly pressed against his chest. "I like interesting. But interested is better, don't you think?"

[doritoscream-deactivated2020123]

twelvecylindersurgeon‌:

If you think, for even a moment, that

A) I’d allow those filthy talons of yours to touch my body in any way -or-

B) That I’d willingly sit in a nest, of all things, you are sadly mistaken, you triangular nitwit.

You are mistaken quite thoroughly lowly Medic that I give a slag about what you will and will not do. You know what? I no longer wish to even engage in conversation with you, for there are far more important things I could be doing.

…

Such as preening, since you claim that I have filthy talons.

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

I've seen Constructicons with cleaner servos and they do nothing but manual labor all day. But really-you should go, before I catch something infectious from you.

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

I'll be on a brief hiatus, so any replies owed will be done when I return. You haven't been forgotten.

[medicine-and-muscles]

Don’t think I’ve forgotten you~

-shoots with nerf gun-

@twelvecylindersurgeon

[medicine-and-muscles]

No, he disappeared. Soundwave, Shockwave, and Starscream were all MIA last I checked.

From what you are telling me, it is the beginning of the end. If you can, get out of the way with Breakdown as soon as possible. It is only trouble.

Honestly we should all get together for a spell, just enjoy one another’s company. Gossip and have fun.

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

Something spooked you in your time line, didn't it? Something important...

[medicine-and-muscles]

-frowns-

Megatron in his mania threatened me with Breakdowns safety. That was the last straw on top of poor management and rationing of energon.

I am STILL finding myself trying to stockpile energon...

See we may look identical but my universe is... far different? Apparently one of my doubles used to be a seeker. I never was a flyer, I am Velocitronian through and through. So I can’t claim everything you will go through will be what I have gone through.

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

~nods~

No, not every event will have a parallel but future echoes will occur now and then. And my only defense is knowledge. So to hear that Breakdown was threatened? I'm taking that as a sign that we do need to separate ourselves from this farce and move on. As long as we have each other we'll make a home anywhere.

And as for hanging out? How could I turn away an offer to ogle myself?

-smirks adorably~

[medicine-and-muscles]

Don’t think I’ve forgotten you~

-shoots with nerf gun-

@twelvecylindersurgeon

[medicine-and-muscles]

No, he disappeared. Soundwave, Shockwave, and Starscream were all MIA last I checked.

From what you are telling me, it is the beginning of the end. If you can, get out of the way with Breakdown as soon as possible. It is only trouble.

Honestly we should all get together for a spell, just enjoy one another’s company. Gossip and have fun.

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

Something spooked you in your time line, didn't it? Something important...

[medicine-and-muscles]

Don’t think I’ve forgotten you~

-shoots with nerf gun-

@twelvecylindersurgeon

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

~clutches impact zone and gasps dramatically before dropping carefully to the floor~

Tell Breakdown I loved me very much...

[medicine-and-muscles]

-laughs and walks over-

I’ll be sure to tell him.

-offers out a servo for his double to help him up-

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

~takes the offered servo and winks~

My, my... Don't I look good enough to eat?

[medicine-and-muscles]

-helps his double up-

I could very well say the same thing~

-plucks the dart off him-

So Breakdown, is he still around in your universe as well?

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

~rubs away the suction mark~

He is. Not sure what trouble he's causing at the moment, though. I'll likely have some repair work coming my way once he returns.

[medicine-and-muscles]

-looks positively ecstatic-

Finally, an alternate with his conjunx as well! That honestly puts my spark at ease! Err, unless he is not your conjunx?

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

We've discussed it, but with the current political climate?

~shrugs~

We can wait. We know what we mean to each other. How is it? Being conjunxed, I mean.

[medicine-and-muscles]

Fascinating, so where are you in your timeline?

-smiles warmly, he is with a double, it is safe-

I thought I was whole, but being bonded to Breakdown? It... I feel complete. I love him with all my spark and he feels the same.

Although we had to leave our universe, it was post war and Megatron was awol. I will never go back, the final straw was a verbal threat towards my conjunx.

[twelvecylindersurgeon]

Post war... How lovely that sounds. Lord Megatron recently returned from what was thought to be an effort to gather up Decepticon forces from across the galaxies. In my time line, that is. Commander Starscream was quite... put out when he returned. Is Screamy still around in the universe you left?