GANGSTA.

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Well, this was certainly STRANGE. He hadn’t expected to come across another X-Pass user–usually the only ones who did have them were government officials, rich snobs, and people who poured all of their SAVINGS into keeping their butts alive. He was just one of the LUCKY, very few, who had people who CARED enough about him to give up EVERYTHING they had to keep him SAFE.

Then again, the guy did look a little…OFF. The shape and build of his suit wasn’t like what they’d advertised. It was more… human-like. A pang of JEALOUSY rushed through the droid for a brief moment. How the hell was that FAIR?

“Uh…hey, there…Are you…? I mean, is THAT…? Y’know what, NEVERMIND.”

     the wasteland’s effect was NULL & VOID on pristine white armor;      red shining with irregular vibrancy in the dust-riddled air, constantly      shifting in it’s DIRECTION. the sight of someone else -- well, he’s not      too sure if they’re hostile or not, but a quick scan shows that they’re      most definitely some sort of MECHANIZATION, but not one quite like      HIMSELF. golden optics brighten in curiosity, and his mouth curves      upwards in a SLIGHT smile.

                          circuitwinged liked this for a starter ;;

               ❝ I d o n ’ t like to be asked about that               place, so please. Don’t ASK anymore. ❞

 ❝ amazing! huge! are you one of ironwood’s creations,                  like penny ? do you know professor ozpin ? what’s your model name ?

              && circuitwinged && michirulicious

         ❛ —— OH,

                           I was not AWARE I was in a room full of so much                          F A I L U R E. I need to be rightfully INFORMED                                            next time —- if there IS one.❜ 

        ❛ —— EH ?

( circuitwinged. )

              ❛ i have no idea what you are talking about.

     even if he really knew, he probably wouldn’t tell you anyway.

                       ❛ ah, darn. i guess diesel  came through quicker than expected.

            —  ✯ Rodimus could sometimes be the most transparent and oblivious mecha there                       was at times — But there was something in the way the other looked at him,                       almost in a w e — That made the Captain swell a bit. He smiles, pointed spoiler                       twitching behind him briefly before raising in a proud display. Oh, how he loved                                                                      to be looked at. 

                                     “ Ah, no — My apologies. I’m from Cybertron. I guess                                        I’ve been lost here for so long that it’s become wishful                                        thinking to find another one like me. I’m Rodimus, by                                                                                      the way. Rodimus Prime. “

                —  ◈ Arms cross, laying against the polished plating of his chest. With a sense                            of any in the air tension being lifted, the somewhat bristled armor smooths                            back down. He flashes a grin of his own, optics brightening. The other looks                            friendly enough – it may be a bit of naivety playing into it all for the white mecha.

‘ New holocaster who dis ‘

                                  ❜ you know . ❛             ❜ the last time i came into contact with someone as intelligent as you , ❛                                          ❜ things DIDN’T go very well . ❛                            ❜ maybe this will bring around better results . ❛

bladed. hOE DON’T DO IT.

✯ circuitwinged​ ---✯

             —  ✯ It seems the former Prime ha been taken off gaurd — Blue optics glance up to                        the other mecha, tensing his frame in preparation for a potential scuffle. He lifts                        the proud wings of his golden spoiler, his expression remaining peacefully neutral.

                                           “ Who are you? Another Cybertronian? What                                                                                    are you doing on Earth? “

               —  ◈  To see another mecha with as much detailing as him -- & perhaps even more -- is                            quite the surprise. Ivory, synthetic skin seems to pale even more; mouth slightly                            ajar as he drinks in the fact that the brilliantly coloured being before him has                            acknowledged his presence.      

circuitwinged

$ – “Do I know you, pal?”

bladed. thank you !! to hear that from a writer, & rp-er as talented asyourself, it really means a lot ! the same to you, friend !