#despicableruler

A small, red opticed pretender bot comes sneaking closer to the odd smelling mech, sniffs given to his peddle, while his skinny black plated tail wiggled about. This did not smell like his friend- smelled like depression and regret. He promptly attempts to climb Megatron's pede like a kitten

      “...” What the pit is this. Where did it come from. Why is it attempting to CLIMB him--

“ARM THE SPARKLINGS!!”

She snorted softly, plopping down.

Send “💋” to kiss my muse out of nowhere meme.

Alexis would be lying if she tried to tell herself that she did not find herself thinking about the Autobots from time to time. Years had passed since she and her friends, Rad, Carlos, Billy, and Fred, had last seen their Autobot friends after assisting them with their war against the Decepticons and Unicron. Now twenty, Alexis had matured into a incredibly intuitive young woman. Her childish dreams of becoming the President of the free world, no longer a thought in her mind as she realized that her skills could be applied elsewhere to better her planet.

It was in this way that Alexis came to volunteer at the observatory their hometown was built around. From the time she was eighteen to now, she had successfully integrated herself into the ranks and was now training to become a satellite coordinator. After a particularly long day, the woman raised a hand to her co-workers, bidding them farewell as she headed out. True to her conservative nature, Alexis drove a motorized scooter to help curb her carbon footprint on the environment.

Carefully placing a helmet over her head, Alexis started her moped and exited the parking lot. Not a lot of other cars were visible in the nearby area, it was after all nearly 2 AM. Alexis rolled up to a stop sign near the forest’s edge on the very far outskirts of town, her red rose shawl flowing in the light summer wind as she carefully adjusted the Mars pendant against her chest.