The Lambo Twins' BROfriend!

Hm, well off the top of my helm I can’t really think of an instance. In fact, I can think of more times all together where you refused to get something you wanted or needed because the only version available of it looked uncool to you. So I definitely wasn’t trying to imply that on our quest for selfie sticks, you’d pick any old thing. Honestly, I was just voicing my general thoughts about selfie sticks. I mean you know I can get when I start speaking my concerns and feelings about something, I can tend to say everything that comes to my mind. Well, not everything everything. I like to think I’m not as bad as I used to be about that, ha. But you get what I’m saying.

We do?

I mean I don’t take that many pictures to begin with so me getting a selfie stick seems kind of pointless. Then again I guess if I had one then I’d be able to take better selfies which would probably cause me to take more pictures. I mean there’s nothing worse than trying to take pictures and they all turn out pretty badly. Well, actually there’s plenty of things worse and in my few million years online I could name at least five things off the top of my helm that I’ve gone through and experienced that are far worse than just a blurry or overall bad picture. So I guess that was a bit of an exaggeration on my part to say there’s nothing worse. But I guess if we’re just thinking solely in the range of picture taking then taking a bunch of pictures and having them all turn out really awful is the worse..Well, actually, it’d be pretty bad if you took a bunch of awesome pictures but your camera broke before you could upload and share them all on whatever social media site you like to use. I’m actually not too sure which I’d hate more to be honest. You know, now that I’m thinking about it and everything.

But I guess I should post pictures to my Instagram account so a selfie stick would maybe help. I don’t tend to take a lot of pictures of myself on there though. Most of the pictures I post on there, well back when we were on Earth was all the sunflower fields I visited. I don’t think I’ve been on there since we got back to Cybertron. Slag, I’m not even sure if I remember my password for that site. I guess it’d help if I used the same basic password for every thing so I could remember but Prowl told me it’s very unsafe to do something like that so I try to change up my login info for everything I sign up for but man, is it hard to keep track of things at times. Especially when it’s been forever since I’ve signed on.

>> Hi there, Blackcomb! Long time no speak, mech. Or maybe it hasn’t been that long, I’m not sure. It certainly feels like it’s been a while but you know I sometimes to tend to exaggerate with time. Or maybe you don’t? Ah, either way, you been doing okay since we last talked? 

This mech has survived on his own this whole time? Although Jazz showed no sign of it, he was impressed. Perhaps he was wrong about this one, having assumed he was just a weak, lost runaway. If Bluestreak had been able to get through years of being exposed to the coldness and hostility of an unforgiving universe, then surely he could handle a few more.

Even so, the thought still bothered Jazz to some degree.

“You’re a tough one to have made it this far under those circumstances.” Jazz pointed out, choosing not to ask about the details of Bluestreak’s loss, despite his curiosity. “But that doesn’t mean I’m just gonna drop some mech like you off on some random planet. Wait, I haven’t told you yet, right?”

Jazz pressed a button on the console, which generated a hologram of their destination. “Folsom ain’t exactly a place you wanna be dropped off on, Blue.” The image of the planet spun slowly as he took a sip from his cube. “It’s one of this galaxy’s trash cans, home to escaped convicts, outlaws, and a whole slew of criminals the some prisons just didn’t have room for. I dunno if I can call whatever they created a civilization, ‘cause these freaks are far from civil.”

Bluestreak wasn’t sure if he’d call himself a tough mech. A moment ago he was cowering in fear at the gun Jazz had pointed to his helm. Such a display didn’t seem like something he’d imagine with a mecha you’d called strong. Even if it had been his life on the line, didn’t the cool tough guys seem uncaring in such dangerous situations? And while others may have called him lucky for not ending up with a bullet through his helm among other things, the young mech definitely wouldn’t consider himself anywhere near lucky.

Not after everything he’s been through.

Speaking of which, he felt relieved when Jazz didn’t delve forward into his past. The few times an older mech has tried taking him into their care, they’ve always asked the same questions. Where are your caretakers? What happened to all your friends and family? How did you end up the only survivor? Attempting to answer them always caused a bad taste to form in his mouth. With how low on fuel he was, the last thing he wanted was to lose his appetite here. Primus only knows when he’ll be able to grab another full cube to himself without any trouble.

Halfway done with his cube, the young mech paused on refueling as he looked at the hologram Jazz had projected of Folsom. The name itself didn’t ring any bells and despite how often he traveled, Bluestreak wasn’t too familiar with the reputations the various planets of their galaxy carried. He let the new information being told to him go through his processor a bit before answering back.

“It’s definitely not ideal but I can’t ask you to drop me off on any other planet.” He didn’t exactly have anywhere else to go and he couldn’t stay here on this ship. Bluestreak didn’t really have a choice as far as he saw. With that weighing heavily on his processor, he decided to try to steer the conversation in a different direction for now. Once they arrived on this planet, he’d just have to make do.

Do I Follow Them?: Yes!Why Did I Follow Them?: On this blog? Because I recognized the url and remember rping with her Jazz with my previous Blue and G1 Tracks accounts. Had a ton of fun back then and was excited to see her account active again so instant follow. Do We Role Play?: Yes, I tend to be slow responding to our threads but we definitely do.Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Of course! I love interacting with her Jazz.An AU Idea For Our Muses: LOL, all our main threads are AUs at this point. We had a crime drama/enforcer AU but I think that’s buried somewhere deep in my drafts. Right now we have a Bounty Hunter AU which I need to reply to actually sajhkd. I’m not sure what else we’d come up with but I’m sure we’ll think of more.A Song For Our Muses: 

Do I Follow Them?: Yes! I wouldn’t have made this blog if it wasn’t for them.Why Did I Follow Them?: ^^^Do We Role Play?: Yes! I’m pretty sure most of my threads are with them.Do I Want To Role Play With Them: ◑u◑An AU Idea For Our Muses: Sides-mun and I have nothing but AUs we talk about and do outside of tumblr. But if I had to pick or narrow it down, either the knight/prince AU we have with our muses or the lifeline AU we have. Those two AUs bring out what I like best about Bluestreak and Sideswipe’s characters. A Song For Our Muses: 

“And if you save my lifeI’ll be the one who drives you home tonightIf they ever let you downI’ll be the one who drives you home tonight”

Do I Follow Them?: Of course I gotta follow Blue’s brofriend.Why Did I Follow Them?: Hmm, I think they followed me first but they were interacting with residentredlambo and I dug how the way they rped their Sunny so I followed back. Do We Role Play?: Yes, we do :D Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Of course! An AU Idea For Our Muses:  I’m really not sure. Maybe some kind of Steven Universe/Transformers mashup AU since the mun and I like both shows and did talk a little about what the characters would dance to.A Song For Our Muses: 

“Maybe all you need is someone to trust.

Maybe all you need is someone

And I won’t let you down, no I won’t let you down”