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considering moving some of my muses here to my other multi and just permanently vibe there

#tbd. #yes im gonna follow cas like a lost puppy #yes im gay #and also im tired of going back and forth jMSKALSJAMKSLA #thoughts? thoughts? th

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hotshot.

“Y’know what’s faster than running?” Hotshot asked just before he hopped in the air to transform and land on wheels. “Driving. Let’s drive. Let’s leave… like yesterday..”  he exclaimed, pressing on the gas to head down a hall just as the scraplets appeared in the room they’d been in.

::Ratchet’s gonna kill us–::

[ You know what ? Good point ! You make a good point ! ] Bumblebee sprinted forward before transforming to his alt mode. [ Put the pedal to the metal, let’s go- ] He followed the other behind, driving as fast as his vehicle mode is made for.

:: Oh he definitely will and there’s nothing anyone else could do about it because ohhh sweet Primus- ::

#* bumblebee / ic #talentandlooks

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starscream​.

After the fall from the Nemesis, all he could do is run. Energon drips from his claws, from his mouth. That gnawing hunger he’d felt - he can’t get it out of his processor. It haunts him each step of the way as he tears through the earthen brush around him. His vision starts to blur, and he knows he’s upset. He knows he’s on the brink of keeping it together. 

He doesn’t know for how long he’s sprinted. He no longer hears the Nemesis, nor any pursuing Decepticons. He’s on his own - but he keeps pushing. As if he can outrun what he’s become. As if he ever had a chance. 

An arm is brought up over his eyes, attempting to rub at them. It’s when he’s blinded himself that he hits something solid. He’s stopped dead, and he feels that warmth. His mind floods with those instincts. That need for the energon coursing through whoever was in front of him. 

Starscream doesn’t check who it is before he drags them down to his level where he can sink those fangs of his in unapologetically and get a taste. Hunger still courses through him - he’ll sate it yet. 

@ohdrifts | monster!starscream

Some time to walk isn’t so bad, at least once in a while. No reason to, it’s at least the healthiest thing to do when there’s nothing else on the plate. Though of course, what isn’t on the plate is having someone run straight into him. Confusion coursed through the Prime as he looked down, noticing that it was Starscream that crashed into him.

He also didn’t expect to be dragged down by said Seeker. “ H- hey ! ” There was clear confusion in his voice as Optimus tried to move away to even try to fully process what is going on. And clearly something is going on and possibly wrong. “ S-Starscream ? Starscream, what is going on- ?! ”

#* optimus prime / ic #ourpriime #kicks door in

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hotshot​.

Yeahhh, Hotshot was kind of wishing it was a dud now too. “We gotta find someplace not metal here.” He stated, his doorwings flicking up and down in a bit of a panic. Damn that button and their curiosity.

“Anywhere like that here?”

[ Not that I can see. ] Bumblebee’s panic began to rise as the scraplets approached closer — his own doorwings flicking with pure displeasure. [ Oh this is so bad ! Should we run ? I feel like the best thing to do is run. I think we should run. ]

Bee needs to get himself together afterwards, as well. He can feel his spark is about ready to burst and make a run for it itself.

#* bumblebee / ic #talentandlooks #panicked bois

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hotshot.

“Same.” Hotshot replied, now poking the button a few more times. It was still just a hiss and a click, seemingly doing nothing, but he was a bit frustrated.

“I’d hoped it’d do.. I dunno, something. Even turning a light on and of–” That’s when there’s a buzz, slowly coming towards them from somewhere down a hall. It’s getting louder and it doesn’t sound like a friendly insecticon.

“….scraplets–”

The scout watched the other repeatedly press the button a few times, and there were no difference in results. Either someone is going to have to repair that or it was a one-time button use and it was pressed before they arrived. 

Before Bumblebee could comment, he turned his helm towards the noise. Doorwings moved downward in response, a stretched-out distressed beep leaving him. [ Y’know what ? I wished it was a dud. It should’ve been a dud. This is a bit too harsh of a consequence of the button-pressing actions. ]

#* bumblebee / ic #talentandlooks #oh my god

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hotshot​.

Hotshot stared at the button for a moment longer, part of him knowing good and well that this button shouldn’t be pressed… but he couldn’t help it. He needed to know what it did. 

So, he’ll give Bee a quick glance before a single digit pressed down on it and all they’d hear for the moment was a small hiss and a click.

“Well… that was… uneventful.”

There was another flick of yellow doorwings as Bumblebee waited for any sort of results. It was a moment longer until a hum-like beep left the scout. [ Uneventful and actually a bit disappointing. ] Though at least there’s a slim chance at getting into trouble for getting into things that one doesn’t know the possible end result of poking into them.

He rubbed the back of his helm as he looked around. [ Kinda wasn’t expecting a dud, honestly. ]

#* bumblebee / ic #talentandlooks #pog

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❛  any idea what would happen if i pressed this button ?  ❜  /  bumblebee  /  @talentandlooks​

Bumblebee stared at Hot Shot for a moment, then looked at the button before them, then back at the other. [ To be honest... No. No I don’t know what would happen. ] Though curiosity is taking full control as he pointed, his doorwings flicking a few times. [ I would like to know, though. If you want to press it. ]

#* bumblebee / ic #* inbox / answered #talentandlooks #u never specified so i threw in bee to the field HNSAJKLSA