Rusty☤Healer

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Someone on this site said they had a dream where someone made a Megatron amv with“Maneater”. I couldn’t make a full amv, but decided to provide with a fancam!

Jovial hoots of celebration and clinking of glasses roared over the music in a sudden surge. On screen above, cameras replayed the last-minute snatching of the game cube, its successful holder raising his newly earned prize above his helm, and then consumed in a flash of blue light. Another successful win for Iacon, it seems. Shouts of merriment were soon followed with groans of disappointment, slapping of credits in awaiting servos, and the all-too-familiar call for another round.

Highball was nothing short of happy to oblige. “On it, doll!” 

She set down her rag and the glass that forever remains unclean, switching her selection out for several mugs. Humming as she poured, she called out to her fellow bar hand, “Oi! Fizz! We getting low on oilnog, keep an optic on the front while I go to the back to grab another barrel for the tap.”

A bottle flipped in the air, its owner spinning to catch it and pour a row of shots aligned on the bar in front of her in fluid motion. “You got it, love. Don’t be too long, or you’ll miss all the excitement.” 

As if on time, a chime signaled the entrance of new customers. 

Jovial hoots of celebration and clinking of glasses roared over the music in a sudden surge. On screen above, cameras replayed the last-minute snatching of the game cube, its successful holder raising his newly earned prize above his helm, and then consumed in a flash of blue light. Another successful win for Iacon, it seems. Shouts of merriment were soon followed with groans of disappointment, slapping of credits in awaiting servos, and the all-too-familiar call for another round.

Highball was nothing short of happy to oblige. “On it, doll!” 

She set down her rag and the glass that forever remains unclean, switching her selection out for several mugs. Humming as she poured, she called out to her fellow bar hand, “Oi! Fizz! We getting low on oilnog, keep an optic on the front while I go to the back to grab another barrel for the tap.”

A bottle flipped in the air, its owner spinning to catch it and pour a row of shots aligned on the bar in front of her in fluid motion. “You got it, love. Don’t be too long, or you’ll miss all the excitement.” 

As if on time, a chime signaled the entrance of new customers. 

Jovial hoots of celebration and clinking of glasses roared over the music in a sudden surge. On screen above, cameras replayed the last-minute snatching of the game cube, its successful holder raising his newly earned prize above his helm, and then consumed in a flash of blue light. Another successful win for Iacon, it seems. Shouts of merriment were soon followed with groans of disappointment, slapping of credits in awaiting servos, and the all-too-familiar call for another round.

Highball was nothing short of happy to oblige. “On it, doll!” 

She set down her rag and the glass that forever remains unclean, switching her selection out for several mugs. Humming as she poured, she called out to her fellow bar hand, “Oi! Fizz! We getting low on oilnog, keep an optic on the front while I go to the back to grab another barrel for the tap.”

A bottle flipped in the air, its owner spinning to catch it and pour a row of shots aligned on the bar in front of her in fluid motion. “You got it, love. Don’t be too long, or you’ll miss all the excitement.” 

As if on time, a chime signaled the entrance of new customers. 

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

kid: well, they used to do this thing where they would take your body and make it into four pieces and i think it was called quartering.