Is that a request

*Glares*

For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

“ When ah’ was but a wee lad, still but a younglin’ mah eyesight wasn’ very good. It was bearable but it was annoyin’, until later in mah life when i was out of trainin’ ‘n actually fightin’ alongside other Autobots. I was never the one to stray too far from Ultra Magnus, but when ah’ was given the orders tah join another group for a while, i didn’ argue. 

I thought we’d have no trouble, bein’ in a small group with two wreckers tah lend ah hand. Fresh outta trainin’ but we were wreckers none of the less, Topspin ‘n i were the ones tah help out. We thought it was goin’ to be fine. Until a Decepticon party had ambushed our small group and taken us into captive. 

We were takin’ to some bloody testin’ facility. They messed with mah eyes ‘n they did somethin’ tah Tops’ voice ‘n servos. They were plannin somethin’ with us wreckers but before they could do even more horrible shit tah the rest of my body, an Autobot rescue party had come and saved us. Even if mah eyes burned ‘n ached. It didn’ stop me from seein’ Magnus there between the blurr ‘n flashin’ lights. He was horrified with what they’d done. tah me ‘n his other wreckers. 

Send me “So, what’s the situation?”, and I’ll generate two numbers between 1-15 to see both the good and the bad news that my muse will tell yours (some might contradict one another, in which case feel free to just generate another one).

There was a small, pitiful whine that echoed off of the rocks in the ravine. One might think it the cry of an animal, another might go to investigate. If one were to investigate, they’d find a small, deep blue seekerlet, their optics wide and filled with a mix of fear and confusion. His little wing nubs twitching and flicking frantically, useless to try and fly to get anywhere in his fear.

° ✧ I CAN’T BELIEVE… SENTENCE STARTERS.

Cont. from here

“Yes, Thundercracker told me about your recent reunion. To put it mildly, I was pleased to hear the good news,” Firewall answered as she watched the purple Seeker inspected her, growing more confused and somewhat suspicious herself. The femme may be a bit more worn that usual, but she wasn’t unsightly. She was still wondering if she should be offended or not…