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o/waggles a hand. I need a good promo for a bloody bastard I want to RP. I'll pay, in money and art!

#seriously #I want a nice promo #but I'm not very good at some of the design aspects

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re bands/artists - Weather Report, or Bellowhead?

"Weather Report- hands down. Birdland's one of my favorite tracks. It's that updated jazz tha' appeals to me."

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He is a lonely thing in the middle of the path- with mechanisms parting around him as if he were an island in the middle of a vast river. There's even a bubble of space around him, some few centi-microns around him where the organic species don't even want to touch.

Though, if Jazz notices- he says nothing.

His plating is relaxed, though an observant mechanism can still tell the lines of stress on the other's frame. The way that seams gap and shrink in organic ripples. Still, as Perceptor replies to him- the excitement that colors his faceplates is very real.

The next steps taken are his, and he pauses out of touching range of the scientist. Perceptor's always been a mechanism that's enjoyed his personal space, and he'll be fragged if he messes that up just because he's happy to see another Cybertronian.

Of course, Jazz- haven't you already made enough messes?

He ruthlessly kills that thought-string before it could propagate into an entire cascade tree full of errors.

"...Ah. Uh."

In lieu of a verbal answer- he taps black digits against his blank badge-space. There's no paint, no upraised metal that denotes one faction or another. Even his configuration of kibble and frame is different than Perceptor would have last seen.

He seems, in this light, to have literally reinvented himself once more.

"Figured tha' whole thin' wasn' my bag anymore, y'know?"

He still drawls, accent still broad as it can be— though the dockside city of Staniz is long gone from here. He rolls his shoulderstruts in a cacluatedly easy movement, loosening his joints just in case of ... something.

That visor band glints as he tilts his helm, sensitive audial horns picking up on the few alien bands he can parse. Nothing important, only dockside news and chatter- letting him know his ship is still being repaired and restocked.

"Ah, nothin' much- Perce. Gettin' a few supplies, snaggin' a few odds and ends 'before ah try to figure out where m'goin' next. You? Ya looked like a mech on a mission there."

@rifleseye

Oh, what will the signal be for your eyes to see me? Watching offside as i wait just in case you need me - Angel's song.

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He hates how open everything is.

A couple hundred mili-vorns ago, and it wouldn't have been an issue. He would have been in the middle of it all, singing and dancing- occasionally picking subspace. Of course, he hasn't given up that last thing- as it'd kept him in good stead during most of the War™.

That's War with a capital W, thank you. War, the Only War, the Longest War.

Least, the longest one he can remember in his already long functioning span anyway. So, yeah- the whole wide, open spaces ain't doing it for him anymore, ya dig? Too many places where an ambush could occur, where he could have his own subspace robbed.

Though, more importantly, it's less about what they could do to him- and more about what he would do to them. You don't leave the battlefield behind, and the horror stays with it. No, War follows you like a rabid turbofox. It nips at your wheels, and digs it's claws into your undercarriage and snaps at the treads holding you together.

So, he keeps to one side or the other, optics narrowed behind the opaque visor band as he scans both goods and people. The assortment of species here is processor-boggling, as he's sure there's at least one vendor from every corner of the galaxy. Eventually, as no hands try to grab him to slap maglocks onto his wrists, and there's no booming voice of disappointment to leash him back to the Primal heel — he begins to relax by inches.

It's probably the only reasons he even notices the tall, stately scientist.

His helm jerks back as his HUD comes online, bringing up a centuries old dossier file on the other mechanism. Faux sunlight from the Station's lighting systems dances rainbows against white and black plating as those beams catch the crystal lightcatchers. He tilts his helm, idly noting the stiff line of the other's backstruts- the faint jitter of fingers against hip plating.

The small, unconscious actions of anxiety rigidly concealed. He feels his spark twist in commiseration, but no sympathy. His optics rove over the streamlined frame with its added treads and focusing prism on the scope.

Still, despite his aloofness- he is a gregarious mechanism, and as such begins his approach with a soft spit of static as he clears his vocalizer.

"Long time, no see-" he offers, pitching his vocalizer just for the other's audials.

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#a/u: Heavy is the helm / That wears the Crown of Thorns #Perceptor / IDW #Jazz /IDW

[spymeister]

I am probably gonna hafta to pause for now. My laptop managed to overheat- and my integrated video is blurring pretty bad.

#00C

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Disturbed and Tool

"Mech, you makin' me pull out ALL the damn songs. Hold on. Tool: Wings fer Marie, pt 2. Lyrics hit ya like a punch to the spark, and fer Disturbed? Hm. Probably their cover of "Sound of Silence."

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Depeche Mode

"World in my Eyes, hands down. Verity watched that Player One movie on the ship with me once, and the beat on that particular remix is sick."

#Meme Answers

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Queen

"Lotta peeps would probably say Bohemian Rhapsody, but my choice is always gonna be Radio GaGa. The Music Video incorporates parts o' Metropolis, an' it's just... got such a good lyrical quality. I love it! Tho' admittedly, I love all of Queen's work."

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Taylor Swift

"Lil self-indulgent- but "Look What You Made Me Do." Not gonna lie, might have had a couple of battles with her blasting on my playlist. Ha! Not ashamed of m'self."

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Mumford and Sons

"Wasn't a really big fan of 'em til Verity started listening. Kind of vibe with the Cave. Love the vocals on it too. It's a nice reminder that no matter what life throws at ya, there's a reason to keep on going."

#Meme Answers

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Van Halen?

"Oh that's easy, mech. You gotta remember, Blaster was a child of the 80's. If it was glam-rock or Hair? He was in. It's a toss up of You Really Got Me, or Panama."

#Meme Answer!

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Hozier

"Through Me. Reminds me o' the people I had t'leave behind when my tunnels got firebombed. Of the mecha and relationships that died with them. It's also about livin' after dyin', emotionally an' metaphorically. It's got a note of hope I can get behind. He's got a helluva voice, and wish I could adapt some of 'em for Cybertronian listeners."

#Meme Answers

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Avenged Sevenfold

"Afterlife. Fits my mood after this whole End-of-the-War thing to a damn tee. I hated t'way Earth treated me, but can't deny that the music was always a damn banger no matter what you listened to."

#Meme Answers #Ic

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★

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

I think I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I don't trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I wish I was a better person than you // I don't want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better (against my better judgement)

We got too much energon on our hands to be anything but monsters, Prowler.

#Meme Answers!

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★ here comes YOUR BOOOOOOOY

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

#Meme answers!

[spymeister]

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

#Meme games!

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send me a band/artist and i’ll tell you my favorite song by them.

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@rifleseye

Oh, what will the signal be for your eyes to see me? Watching offside as i wait just in case you need me - Angel's song.

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He hates how open everything is.

A couple hundred mili-vorns ago, and it wouldn't have been an issue. He would have been in the middle of it all, singing and dancing- occasionally picking subspace. Of course, he hasn't given up that last thing- as it'd kept him in good stead during most of the War™.

That's War with a capital W, thank you. War, the Only War, the Longest War.

Least, the longest one he can remember in his already long functioning span anyway. So, yeah- the whole wide, open spaces ain't doing it for him anymore, ya dig? Too many places where an ambush could occur, where he could have his own subspace robbed.

Though, more importantly, it's less about what they could do to him- and more about what he would do to them. You don't leave the battlefield behind, and the horror stays with it. No, War follows you like a rabid turbofox. It nips at your wheels, and digs it's claws into your undercarriage and snaps at the treads holding you together.

So, he keeps to one side or the other, optics narrowed behind the opaque visor band as he scans both goods and people. The assortment of species here is processor-boggling, as he's sure there's at least one vendor from every corner of the galaxy. Eventually, as no hands try to grab him to slap maglocks onto his wrists, and there's no booming voice of disappointment to leash him back to the Primal heel — he begins to relax by inches.

It's probably the only reasons he even notices the tall, stately scientist.

His helm jerks back as his HUD comes online, bringing up a centuries old dossier file on the other mechanism. Faux sunlight from the Station's lighting systems dances rainbows against white and black plating as those beams catch the crystal lightcatchers. He tilts his helm, idly noting the stiff line of the other's backstruts- the faint jitter of fingers against hip plating.

The small, unconscious actions of anxiety rigidly concealed. He feels his spark twist in commiseration, but no sympathy. His optics rove over the streamlined frame with its added treads and focusing prism on the scope.

Still, despite his aloofness- he is a gregarious mechanism, and as such begins his approach with a soft spit of static as he clears his vocalizer.

"Long time, no see-" he offers, pitching his vocalizer just for the other's audials.

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#a/u: Heavy is the helm / with it's crown of thorns #Jazz | IDW #Perceptor: IDW