» time 2 hours ago   » notes 12
#maverickofmayhem 

maverickofmayhem asked,

::Hey, mech. What's up?::

x-; A little busy. What do you want? ;-x

» time 2 hours ago   » notes 14
#dinobotwithtea 

dinobotwithtea asked,

I, Grimlock am very displeased with you.

dinobotwithtea:

badspeeder:

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What else is new? You’re never pleased with me. Luckily for the both of us, I don’t need to please you. What do you want, beast?

…I, Grimlock can assure you I can do that much, wot.

…Good bot.

dinobotwithtea asked,

I, Grimlock am very displeased with you.

dinobotwithtea:

badspeeder:

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What else is new? You’re never pleased with me. Luckily for the both of us, I don’t need to please you. What do you want, beast?

A place that you don’t need to be. What afraid I, grimlock may destroy the place, wot?

Fine fine, so be it. I, Grimlock care not for where ever you are going to create an army.

Good. Stay inside the Iacon base and try not to break anything.

Think you can do that?

Wanderer-;

invisiblerobber:

"Oh. Um… okay." Jackpot had talked a bit about something similar before… of course, he wasn’t going to say that, since Mirage heard that Jackpot liked these White Knights, or something similar to them. Seemed like Blurr didn’t. That basically equated to shut up and don’t say a thing about hero White Knights and Jackpot for Mirage.

W-wait—

R-Removing—

removing organs?!

Mirage more or less bit back a terrified squeak and immediately crawled up. His fast, nimble frame made up for his small size. If he weren’t as agile as he was now, climbing up on the wolf would’ve been much harder and slower.

He felt uneasy with keeping Blurr to his back, but he was just going to have to trust the mysterious mech to not stab him in the back or something (why did he have the strange feeling that he should be replacing the words ‘stab him in the back’ with ‘bite into him’?).

"I-I’m on. N-no removing organs, pl-please, I want to keep all my organs."

As soon as Mirage climbed on, Oberyn shifted. The large dire wolf stood, legs stretching out as he adjusted the weight on his back. Blurr leaned over Mirage, grabbing onto parts of the spiky armor on Oberyn’s shoulders. "Hang on to something."

He leaned forward, pushing Mirage down with his frame. "Lean closer to him. He can run faster that way." Oberyn growled, gears grinding together as he began to run. The wolf was fast, though he wasn’t as fast as Blurr could be. Still, the Knight’s wolf was quite the speedy monster.

Oberyn jumped up onto a ledge and hurdled over it. His legs pumped quickly, air rushing around them. Blurr’s cape flapped and ruffled, armor clinking together "So, Mirage," he hissed behind the other mech, "You don’t side with the White Knights, do you? You don’t smell like one and you certainly don’t act like one. You’re too timid to be noble."

"So, what is it you really do?"

(Source: badspeeder)

» time 3 hours ago   » notes 4
#chronosmith 

chronosmith:

"Paint the walls with my energon? Better watch it mech—if you sweet talk me like that, you gonna be prepared for me to call your bluff?” Whirl snickered. “And hey, I’ll call a spade a spade. Your fighting wasn’t pathetic. Kinda cool, actually. That speed-draining thing? You could frag a mech up with that.”

Whirl seemed to be more enthusiastic about the novelty of Blurr’s weapon than the fact that the mech getting “fragged up” would be him. He had gone from physically attacking Blurr, to taunting him, to frankly admiring his unique battle tactics, all within the span of about fifteen minutes or so. He didn’t seem to think this was bizarre behavior, either.  ”It was the running away that was pathetic.”

"Shut up. Pits, you keep saying things like that and you’ll be lucky if you’re talking by the time I’m through with you."

"I didn’t run away. I have a mission to do and you were delaying it. My Master kills mechs who are late for missions, you know. Oh, wait. Nevermind. I’ll frag you up later. As for my upgrades, they were forced upon me and I rather like them.”

"I can kill a mech with those upgrades."

(Source: badspeeder)

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» time 3 hours ago   » notes 13
#tfwindblade #au 
tfwindblade:

By the time she eluded to the darker backstreet, the horrifying presence lifted from her shoulders. She didn’t stop, but instead used the adjacent, tight buildings to her advantage. Using her pede-thrusters to propel her, she jumped in between them, side to side until she ascended to the top. The short buildings provide some sight of where he could be. She made it to the corner of where she had passed and perched upon it, her optics scanning the area.
The slow steps let her know that he had stopped. Eventually she found the single scarlet optic. Windblade called out to him, “You shouldn’t chase ‘bots like me. Now tell me, where do you come from?”
Her spark still pulsed at such a rate she couldn’t control and frightened to a point of feeling faint. Never had she encountered a mech with such an audacity to pursue her. What parallel universe did this monstosity spawn from?


"Oooh, I’m so scared," Blurr mocked, tone dripping with acid. His derma twisted upwards, sharp denta showing as he lifted a razor digit. He waved it side to side, making a tsk sound. "I told you. Monsters like to roam around in the dark." He shifted on his pedes, staring at the jet.
Was she a jet? That was all he could think of when he looked at her. His frame was twisting, jerking with every movement. He knew how to scare people-it was the only way he survived. He pressed his digits against his faceplate, cackling wildly behind them. He threw them to the side, laughter crackling through the air. "KYAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAA!! Chase bots like you?!" 
"I eat bots like you for breakfast." Literally. "I’m from somewhere else. The mirror, Alice, the mirror! Don’t you know back there, we’re all crazy! Kyehehehheheeheh. The night is dark and full of terrors. Ones you should be aware of…” In other words, he wasn’t from the same universe.

tfwindblade:

By the time she eluded to the darker backstreet, the horrifying presence lifted from her shoulders. She didn’t stop, but instead used the adjacent, tight buildings to her advantage. Using her pede-thrusters to propel her, she jumped in between them, side to side until she ascended to the top. The short buildings provide some sight of where he could be. She made it to the corner of where she had passed and perched upon it, her optics scanning the area.

The slow steps let her know that he had stopped. Eventually she found the single scarlet optic. Windblade called out to him, “You shouldn’t chase ‘bots like me. Now tell me, where do you come from?”

Her spark still pulsed at such a rate she couldn’t control and frightened to a point of feeling faint. Never had she encountered a mech with such an audacity to pursue her. What parallel universe did this monstosity spawn from?

"Oooh, I’m so scared," Blurr mocked, tone dripping with acid. His derma twisted upwards, sharp denta showing as he lifted a razor digit. He waved it side to side, making a tsk sound. "I told you. Monsters like to roam around in the dark." He shifted on his pedes, staring at the jet.

Was she a jet? That was all he could think of when he looked at her. His frame was twisting, jerking with every movement. He knew how to scare people-it was the only way he survived. He pressed his digits against his faceplate, cackling wildly behind them. He threw them to the side, laughter crackling through the air. "KYAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAA!! Chase bots like you?!"

"I eat bots like you for breakfast." Literally. "I’m from somewhere else. The mirror, Alice, the mirror! Don’t you know back there, we’re all crazy! Kyehehehheheeheh. The night is dark and full of terrors. Ones you should be aware of…” In other words, he wasn’t from the same universe.

» time 3 hours ago   » notes 4
#chronosmith 

chronosmith said: "Please, as if I would dignify that by calling it fight. You walked away *right* when I was getting all worked up! Tsk. Pretty pathetic, Teach."

You call me pathetic one more time and I’ll come back there and paint the walls with your energon. Pits, mech, you’re not even worth eating.

» time 3 hours ago   » notes 3
#come over here #I'll murder you right 

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I certainly hope that that Whirl doesn’t go bragging about that fight. The last thing I need is that stupid Magnus growling in my audio over comm lines.

You started it, bird brain. I just finished it before you got splattered through the hallway.

» time 4 hours ago   
#status 

Tying the last piece of the tarp down, Blurr hopped off the transport and crossed his arms. Oberyn trotted up to him, holding a datapad between his jaws. Blurr took it and began to check off the list, making sure he had everything and anything he would need. He glanced at the transport, then around the area.

"Oberyn. Go get Blaster and tell him to get ready to go." He tapped the datapad again and handed it to the dire wolf. Oberyn growled and took off, long legs carrying him quickly.

"All right." He tapped the visor over his optic and patch. "What was it you always said again? Right. Let’s get some."