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fives: that's very nice of you but fives is my name

youngling: but that's a number

fives: sometimes numbers can be names

youngling: [look of understanding]

Yeah sure. HS^2 AU be upon you.

Ohhh that's sounds fun! Okay, here we go (if it interests you, check my writing in my pinned post 😉): "Before she could even feel the man's breath, she lost consciousness. The last thing she could understand before fainting was a gentle, soft voice, accompanied by a sweet breath, which said: 

“Are you okay?” Robby asks, voice hushed as if Jack is a nervous fawn trapped on a busy road. 

“Just thinking.” 

“About what?”

Ahahah, well, it can take some time cause English isn't my first language and I need to translate my work first🙏

Okay, sounds fun! ^_^

Oh, it's an IDWG1 comics thing!!

More specifically, it's a surgical punishment in More Than Meets The Eye and Lost Light, in where before the war the corrupt government would sentence bots to have their faces & hands removed and replaced with simple heads with only one eye & claws/pincers (see the main examples: Shockwave and Whirl)

It was considered a punishment for the worst of the worst criminals, but of course we only ever see it being used when it comes to bots who go against Functionism so it's pretty clear it was used mostly to uphold a corrupt system and weaponize the public against the victims.

It's named for the latin verb / punishment of amputare, which was the historical practice of cutting people's hands off to show they had broken the law (I've usually heard it in connection to thievery but it probably applied to more things)

omg hi im so sorry! i just saw this right now and i finally (thankfully) got to finish my first chapter. here are the last few sentences of the ending!!

Sounds fun!

Considering that the chapter I'm currently writing would be a major spoiler, here are just over 3 sentences from the chapter I'm currently revising and translating:

“Don’t hold back your tears,” she said finally. Her voice was low, almost a whisper, but in that silence it reverberated like the ringing of a bell.

Valarr didn’t answer. He didn’t even move.

Lyn breathed deeply.

“Don’t hold back your pain and your tears. You’ll need to be there for your mother and your brother, but you won’t be able to be strong if you keep everything to yourself,” she spoke slowly, choosing her words carefully. “You’re expected to be their anchor, but it’s impossible to support others when you’re abandoning yourself inside.”

The prince’s fingers, resting lightly on Sky's fur, twitched slightly.

“You can cry here,” her voice trembled. “No one will say anything. It’s just us here.”

The silence stretched on.

Valarr didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Didn’t cry.

Lyn waited.

Then, slowly, Valarr turned his face and, finally, he looked at her.