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Another Visitor!
@optimaprime88
The hologram was busy today as Pulse popped into existence.
“Hello! Hello! Welcome to the Cybertronian Medical Division Clinic! I am Pulse, the clinic’s helpful holo-bot! Currently our medical staff is busy with other inquiries and tasks. Are you here to make an appointment or is this a walk-in?”
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+ (1) wants to talk.
Breakdown looked around a bit, there was a weird signal coming from around here and he wanted to find it since everyone else at the base was busy and didn’t need to waist time on something that might not be anything.
@optimaprime88
The Reunion
Closed Starter with @optimaprime88 Dreadwing Prime had been wandering around a desolate version of the Planet Cybertron. He had tried and failed, once more, to stop just one war. No matter what the Prime did, he always failed. It had been years upon years since he had last seen any of his family. He did not want them to see just how far he had Fallen. The Prime had even tried to unite versions of Optimus and Megatron against him, but it always ended up with one killing the other. Nothing worked and he was exhausted. Utterly and irrevocably exhausted. His optics now were stuck on their cold, unfeeling crimson. His frame had so many gashes and holes in it that it was honestly a small miracle that he had not already bled out. His energy levels were nearly depleted, but he could still fight. If he needed to he could still use most, if not all, of his powers to destroy anyone that attempted to harm him. Then he saw her. His mother. @optimaprime88
Optima smiles as she has everything set up. She was going to surprise High Tide with something special. Once she had everything set she takes her basket. She goes to find High Tide, which isn't hard. "High Tide! I have something I want to show you, will you come with me?" She asked
High Tide stepped out of his cabin and looked down at Optima, his helm tiling a bit to the side in curiosity. "Sure thing I'll, what'cha need exactly?"
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Optima was in the dungeon of Primus knows where this time. She has been beaten tortured and they keep threatening to offline her. Optima doesn’t say a word. She is so use to this, that she isn’t bothered by pain anymore. Primus they even ripped off one of her arms, and she still is functioning to an extent. She sits on the floor and just let’s herself leak out. She knows that even if she does die, she will just be brought back at sometime or another. It is her fate as an Optimus Prime. They are like the phoenixes of Cybertrons. They are always reborn from their ashes. So Optima isn’t really afraid of death, but it does hurt emotionally when no one comes to try and save her. It makes her feel like no really cares about her.
She sacrifices so much for her people, she does so much for everyone. And yet, in her times of need, no one comes. Optima leans back and looks up at the ceiling. Do they not really care about her? Is her mind really right? Is she really that much of an annoyance to everyone? She offlines her optics as she remembers all the good times and the ones she loved, even if they didn’t love her. This is only thing she can do. Is wait for her to be fully offlined, because she wasn’t thinking anyone was going to save her.
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➛Poke them, gently.
"Mhm?" He was nudged and he turned. He looked up and almost startled because the person who nudged him was so huge. He was only three meters tall. He looked at the person suspiciously. "What do you want?"
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Optima looks down at the small person that ran into her ped. “Are you alright little one?” Optima asked while kneeling down carefully and picks up the small being. Optima tries to carefully check the little one over.
“.. Ah- just a bit of a nose issue.” Writer was currently covering it, feeling the quickly-swelling pain of a bruise forming above the cartilage.
“Trust me, I’ve had worse-!” And then she had been picked up. It was careful, but still a little disconcerting all the same. She blinked in confusion for a moment as her vantage point changed, confusion raging through her system before she realized what had happened. “-ah- I promise I’m alright!... Just.. A bit of a bruise... And an injured pride...”
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Starscream felt the cold embrace of the sea envelop him. For some reason, it felt so nice, nicer than usual. The Seeker remembered what happened, it was her and Optima fighting after he had to stand guard over Megatron's ''''ultimate'''' weapon. Of course it had to be him, and of course it had to be the Prime herself to stop it! Primus, he felt so weak, that the waves were carrying him somewhere, but too tired to even open his optics. Strange, why couldn't he feel his legs or wings?
