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Redneck.
... Well, shame on him for opening a communications channel to the greater outer multiverse. Perhaps extending the proverbial 'olive branch' would have more bumps than he intended.
Still, he'd try to respond - a chance of making new allies outside of the scope of his planet could bring benefits beyond chasing away boredom.
::| Hello to you too, mate. Who ah, am I speakin' to? |::
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We are the funniest bitches no I dont take constructive criticism // @forgedcold
It would be oh so totes hilarious if @forgedcold said, out loud, best friend your absence really made my spark grow fonder than ever.
" Megatron. Why not. " ———@forgedcold. ( from. )
ʜᴏᴡ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ɪs ɪɴ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ sᴇx ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ. —uh ??? yes ??? hi hello yes very. ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴀʏ/ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴇx ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ. —how could shanix be involved when it's lord megatron? ɪғ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ᴏʀ ᴛᴏᴘ ʜɪᴍ. —deadlock can be cowed by one mech, & that's megatron. anything he wants is fair game. ʜᴏᴡ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ. —do you have working optics ??? that's megatron you're talking about, he probably could frag primus himself into crashing. ɪғ ʜᴇ’ᴅ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ ᴋɪᴛᴄʜᴇɴ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ, ᴡᴀʟʟ, ᴏʀ sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ sᴇx ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ. —wall is utilitarian. ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ᴅ ғᴜᴄᴋ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴇx, ᴏʀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. —fuck. making love is not the 'con way. ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇsᴏᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ᴘɪᴄᴋ. —starscream, probably. ɪғ ʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀ ᴘᴏssɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ. —less likely than he'd like, boo, but that doesn't mean he can't dream.
ʜᴏᴡ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ɪs ɪɴ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ sᴇx ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ. —oh um. wow, honestly he'd never thought he'd be in this position ... but yes. yes he is interested. ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴀʏ/ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴇx ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ. —isn't that like. against military regulations? the lost light is neither military nor civilian help i am so confused. ɪғ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ᴏʀ ᴛᴏᴘ ʜɪᴍ. —oh primus, bottom. but also would love to spar with him. ʜᴏᴡ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ. —his name says it all, translate the latin. he's sure he's a fun ride. ɪғ ʜᴇ’ᴅ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ ᴋɪᴛᴄʜᴇɴ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ, ᴡᴀʟʟ, ᴏʀ sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ sᴇx ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ. —bend him over a counter, maybe the console on the bridge but not where fuel is involved. ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ᴅ ғᴜᴄᴋ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴇx, ᴏʀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. —this is where it gets muddy ... he knows that things are complicated(tm) for megatron right now. especially because of the whole ... 'you defected & now i've defected help' thing. but fucking or having sex are definitely not out of the realm of possibility, since neither of them knows what to do with their respective emotions about the whole damn mess. ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇsᴏᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ᴘɪᴄᴋ. —rodimusrodimusrodimusrodimus—— ɪғ ʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀ ᴘᴏssɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ. —things are so complicated now ... but that doesn't stop him from wondering about it.
@forgedcold said:
you and rung sprouted my spark, you're kind of my dad.
[In complete disbelief.] Don't fucking say that.
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Did it leave a mark?
“Not too badly. Looks like it’s only polish-deep. And hey, it’s a hell of a polish.” Wink.
Bee is just going to save this internally, don’t mind him.
Reunion. (Closed with forgedcold)
@forgedcold
Finally, he was one step closer that he'd been in many cycles.
Thunder rumbled overhead the massive skyscrapers that lit up the night sky, touching the low hanging clouds that had been draped across the city of Iacon. It was around Midnight, that was all Magnus really knew as heavy footsteps thudded through the puddles around him. Just one meeting was all he needed. One little meeting, and it would reveal to him everything he'd worked so hard for. The rain clung to his chassis and the hefty scent oil and engex seemed to stain the air around him. There was a roar of laughter from the local bar down the street from the ex enforcer, but he'd made sure to quickly advance past it. Drinking had never been one of his interests, he wasn't much of a socialite and many of his friends whom he'd shared time with on the Lost Light had broken off to go out on their own, and unfortunately… That left the mech mostly alone, well, until now, he'd hoped. He'd been following a quiet paper trail from a friend from long ago who'd taken his stance on hiding away from most of the public eye, and for quite some time, tracking him down had been proving difficult. He'd originally been stationed here to ensure the safe rebuilding of the city from war long ago, but his mind was now focused on another, an ex-warlord still hidden amongst the general populace. He'd received an email on his datapad early that morning; it was a deal he'd set up with an anonymous client to purchase a few old poems books claimed to have been written by the warlord himself but like most the ex tyrant's writing, it was to be sold under the table and away from prying eyes, but it was this secrecy that lit a fire inside the mech, it was hope that his pathway would eventually intertwine with his old friend's own. But he had to be diligent. He weaved through the crowds of bots meandering the city, occasionally glancing down at the time on his datapad. Twenty three kliks It had said. He was nearly on time. The road laid before him was hidden in the shade of darkness with only a few old lamp posts that stood the test of time all spaced out along an untraveled area near the slums. People didn't like the slums and for good reason, a lot of bots went missing down here, and Magnus could feel the unease rising inside of his intake while he rocked on his heals and clutched at his datapad, following his instinctual need to look at the time, counting it down in his head. It had to be Megatron. The writing was new, nothing he'd held on record, but with the same inflections written as he'd remembered from his many poetry sessions in Visages with Megatron, their nightly chats sharing stories and words; It had to be, it just had to be. And he'd cling to that hope while he waited nervously for any sounds of approaching footsteps.
((megatron: cool i have a human sidekick now
rocky: IM the sidekick???? bro YOURE the sidekick im the sexy protagonist
megatron: ))
