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So What’s Been Up With Me?

As y’all might have noticed my activity has kinda fluctuated a lot and one of my last posts was a vent one so I feel like I should lay this out.

I’ve been handling some personal stuff, starting a while back with a pretty rude awakening that some of my self destructive tendencies weren’t just hurting myself but people around me. I got myself stuck in a cycle of devaluing my work and myself in order to make excuses for others and in the process damaging people who were trying to help me while I kept pushing back with things I felt were “reasonable explanations” and “logical” when they were not.

As of late I have been trying to figure that out, rebuild bridges with people to mixed results, but that was expected as it tends to go like that in situations like these, and hopefully improving my outlook and my own mental state.

A recent unfortunate dispute has set me back a bit, but also opened my eyes and hopefully I can use it to better focus on doing better and BEING better.

Hopefully my activity will increase as well as I do like sharing my work and now I actually feel confident enough to do so more often.

So yeah, this goes for both my blogs. 

Zena’s been working through some shit and hopefully I can bounce back from my recent relapse and reach a more stable point, but I do feel like I’m getting closer.

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progress update! I have shaved down the number of characters and refined my rules and the ocs in general feel free to take a look for any updates!

Hello all, I know I haven't been here in a while but I feel like I'd drop by and say I am possibly thinking of revamping and fixing this blog to make it more refined and trying to start up writing again

Irl issues lead to me not being very active here and since most have been or are in the process of being resolved I'd like to fix that

If anyone had a thread going with me and would like to start something up again just hmu via private messages and I'll work something out with you

Thanks for your patience

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Hello all, I know I haven't been here in a while but I feel like I'd drop by and say I am possibly thinking of revamping and fixing this blog to make it more refined and trying to start up writing again

Irl issues lead to me not being very active here and since most have been or are in the process of being resolved I'd like to fix that

If anyone had a thread going with me and would like to start something up again just hmu via private messages and I'll work something out with you

Thanks for your patience

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“If that makes most sense to you, then yeah,” 

Of course he didn’t really know what a “piranha” was, most likely some earth creature...he’d have to ask Canary about it at some point...

“Hey! Be careful!” he exclaimed, quickly withdrawing the sphere and pulling it back into his palm again, “This thing can put off enough electricity to bring down Cybertronians much larger than myself! It’s not the best idea to touch it!”

Not to mention what could happen to someone so small if that much energy was accidentally shot into them... For all he knew, he could fry her processor or stop her spark! All the better reason to retract his weapon and keep the hand it was stored in far away from her until the energy dissipated.

He pursed his lips for a moment. “Well...no...but the Wreckers felt like my family for a long time, even before I met my conjunx endura and started one of my own...but we didn’t exactly leave on the best terms...” Something in his expression shifted. A small shift, a glimpse of regret and sadness. It was gone as quickly as it had appeared. “Cargo was a medic, most skilled doc I ever met and could perform complex surgeries at astounding speeds using all those different arms. Had a falling out of her own with the other docs, got into the mother of all screaming matches with Ratchet, and left to start her own...”private clinic”...helping out ‘bots who needed it most. My son wanted to be a doc too, follow in his mother’s pede steps...”

Though recalling his family brought a sense of comfort, it also brought along a mournful feeling that showed in the distant expression that lingered on his face...

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The police-bot-self enjoyed nighttime patrols, it made everything look so much different. She also didn’t have to act like a dumb machine, provided she stuck to the assigned route; none of Aggregate’s selves had figured out how to spoof their implanted GPS units yet. And so she moseyed back and forth down the street, flicking her flashlight on to inspect some graffiti.

She continued on in this manner for awhile before beeping in surprise. Oh wow, was that what she thought it was!? The tiny robot wheeled over to the Cybertronian and helpfully offered,

“This part of town isn’t a good place to be at this time of night.”

They were even bigger than TV made them seem! She tilted awkwardly back on her treads to try and meet its optics.

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The harsh sting of his mockeries made her recoil, yet barely had time to process or retort before even more sickening information was forced into her processor.

That name.

So familiar.

Her face visibly scrunched up in confusion and deep thought as she searched desperately into her memory as to why it was making a part of her feel much more worried than before. The moment of horrible realization was evident as her optics shot open wide and her lights brightened in tandem with her surge of adrenaline, panicked patterns as even the three high powered beams on her chest and shoulders blinked to life.

Her systems were transferring energy in preparation to flee, and for good reason,

 Wrecking Ball’s graphic descriptions and warnings, all the tales of destruction, the vivid flashes of her own memories that her processor tried to suppress. While not all connected to him, the faction name was enough to send a chill down her spinal strut.

No

No she could still salvage this!

This didn’t have to end in a fight!

“I...” her voice came out a weak whimper at first before she managed to gather what shreds of courage remained within her spark, “I-I don’t know what you’ve been wanting from me this entire time, I have nothing someone of your...” A nervous swallow, an attempt to force back the lump in her throat. “Your status would find of value...b-but lets be reasonable here, w-we can discuss this in a civil manner. I-If there is anything you want of me I’ll give it to you, I...I don’t want to fight you,”  

Deceptive Aid

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//PING//

For good measure, Starscream also sent a ping through the jury-rigged aquatic transmitter he’d ‘liberated’ from a human military base. What? They weren’t using it correctly anyway!

::Canarrrry~:: he trilled, as obnoxiously cheerful as possible, ::how have you been doing in your search? Well, I hope!:: Ugh, the things he did to advance in the universe… ::I managed to find - I think - components for that upgrade you said you wanted.::

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Ay so I haven’t been super active here but I thought I’d upload this lil makeup thing I did with my special girl Canary for Halloween

The light blue looks surprisingly nice on her!

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Terrible First Meeting Starters

For breaking the ice in the worst possible way, featuring themes including: kidnapping, murder, stalking, injury, monsters, and just general meanness. [Brackets] indicate spaces to include your own words to personalize your ask!

“Wh-who are you? Where are we? Why are we tied up together?!” “You almost killed me, so no, it’s not nice to meet you.” “Oh my god, are you okay? Should I call an ambulance?” “I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” “Get out of my way before I move you myself.” “Please, let me out of here!” “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a [monster/vampire/demon/etc] before.” “Hey. Pretend you were waiting for me. You’re being followed.” “You don’t know me, but something terrible is going to happen.” “You’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.” “Please, someone help!” “You shouldn’t be out here all by yourself this late at night.” “Stop shining that flashlight on me! I’m not a damn ghost!” “I’m sorry if I hurt you.” “Shh, don’t scream! I’m not trying to attack you!” “I’ve never seen anything like you before.” “Stand right there and don’t get any closer!” “Now that you’ve seen this, I can’t let you leave and just tell anyone.” “Ugh, my head. What happened to us?” “Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?” “If you come near me, I will scream at the top of my lungs.” “Holy shit. What have you done?!” “Is that blood? Is that YOUR blood?” “Don’t panic, I can explain!” “I promise you, this isn’t what it looks like.” “I won’t hurt you if you just keep your mouth shut.” “Who are you? Where are you taking me?!” “This is for your own safety. I’ll explain later.” “What the hell was that thing back there?!” “There’s something wrong with me. I need your help!” “Please, someone, there’s been an emergency!” “You can’t leave. You’re a witness and now you’ve involved.” “I’m being hunted, and now they’ve seen you too.” “If you believe in any god, I suggest praying to them now.” “Shh! Hide here, and don’t move a muscle.” “Can I walk with you? I think I’m being followed.” “I’m so sorry. I don’t like tricking people, but I had to lure you here.” “Fuck off, this is private property!” “I’ve seen some weird shit, but you’re something else.” “Oh my god. Are you a [monster/demon/angel/etc]?” “Don’t look at me like that, with those eyes.” “That isn’t your blood. What did you do?” “I promise not to tell anyone, just let me go!” “Come with me. I want to show you something.” “You’re not going to eat me, are you?” “You should never have approached me. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” “Go away, I’m not looking for a conversation.” “You don’t just follow people to their homes! I’m calling the police.” “Please, I’ll do anything, just untie me!” “I’m sorry if I scared you.” “I had to tie you up. You didn’t leave me any other choice.” “I don’t even know you. What do you mean, I ‘have’ to go with you?” “We almost died back there. Maybe we should introduce ourselves.” “Let go of me!” “I’m hurt. Please, I need you to call an ambulance for me.” “You have to come with me, something bad is about to happen!” “I’m not leaving until you tell me why you’ve been following me!” “Seeing as we may not survive, I should tell you my name. It’s [name].”

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(for Hummingbird) "I'm proud of you, even if I wasn't able to be around for your life. You may not carry my direct coding, but I'm honored to be considered your parent. Stay strong, youngling, and I hope you can find happiness with your partner."

"I...I'll try! I'll try the best I can! I still really miss you...both of you...but I'll keep you both in my spark!"

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The question made him suck in a hiss of air, his face momentarily screwing up into an uncomfortable expression. He was hoping he wouldn’t have to explain that...

“Well...Scraplets are...” he chewed the inside of his cheek, considering how he would explain something so terrifying to someone so...innocent... “They are small parasites...who...eat machines, though they have a taste for mechanoids above all. There is never just one, I’ve seen them travel in packs of thousands. They can consume someone as large as me within hours, maybe even seconds. Just...be glad they apparently don’t live on this planet, you don’t want to see one...if you manage to see one before it crawls inside your plating and starts eating your circuits,”

His body was wracked with a visible shudder. In his time as a Wrecker, he had witnessed many cocky young recruits and old veterans alike be torn into by the little fraggers, most not surviving to tell the tale! Even his close traveling companion had lost someone to their destructive power.

The opportunity to change the subject was a massive weight from his shoulders.

“Well, if you insist,” he turned his hand over once more, palm side up, and allowed the sphere to once again grow from his palm. It sparked with electrical energy, and at her final question, he turned the sphere around and set it on the ground near her so the unique emblem was visible. It resembled the Autobot emblem, though a hammer was added to the “forehead” of the face. “Wreckers are entirely relied upon for their strength. We were used in dire situations, ones with no other option but brute force, which meant...well...our numbers were often fairly small and we had a high fatality rate. I left to find my family, but the last I heard of them, they brought in new trainees...a kid named Bulkhead looked like a promising choice...hope he’s doing alright...”

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The police-bot-self enjoyed nighttime patrols, it made everything look so much different. She also didn’t have to act like a dumb machine, provided she stuck to the assigned route; none of Aggregate’s selves had figured out how to spoof their implanted GPS units yet. And so she moseyed back and forth down the street, flicking her flashlight on to inspect some graffiti.

She continued on in this manner for awhile before beeping in surprise. Oh wow, was that what she thought it was!? The tiny robot wheeled over to the Cybertronian and helpfully offered,

“This part of town isn’t a good place to be at this time of night.”

They were even bigger than TV made them seem! She tilted awkwardly back on her treads to try and meet its optics.

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routine (yes, random)

Anchor Down never had a solid schedule, especially after joining the Autobots and being deployed in various strange and new locations, though his free time did have a sort of routine.

He always made it a point to go to nearby markets and buy whatever datapad or literature he could find. Alien markets, Cybertronian ones, even abandoned libraries or archives in an attempt to grow his collection. If not that, he would be reading for several hours a day.

Adopting new routines wasn't something he struggled with, which is what helped him adjust to joining the Autobots and doing what was often required of him. Surprise assignments or missions would occasionally shake him after he got used to any sort of routine, but he would do his best to roll with the punches.

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all about health

send one ( or more ) in to learn all about… 

scars:  how many scars does my muse have? where are they located on my muse’s body? how did they get them? what do they look like? 

sleep: how many hours a night does my muse sleep? do they take naps? how restful is their sleep? do they experience nightmare? if so, how often? 

meals: how many meals does my muse eat a day? what do they generally consist of? 

routine: does my muse have a consistent routine in their lives? do they find it difficult to stick to a routine? 

chronic: does my muse have any chronic health conditions / illnesses? how do these affect them from day-to-day? 

doctor: how often does my muse visit the doctor? do they tend to go routinely, or only when something is wrong? 

relaxation: what does my muse do to relax? do they find it easy to carve out time to relax? 

aches: does my muse have any frequent aches? ie, muscle aches, joint aches? how do these affect them from day-to-day? 

stress: does my muse handle stress well? what is a surefire sign for others to tell that they’ve become stressed? how does stress affect them mentally / physically? 

mind: does my muse have any mental conditions that affect their lives? what are they? how do they handle them? what coping methods do they use most? 

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"......" (Because they're dead, geddit? 🤣)

"That is never something to laugh about! Losing loved ones, especially parents who you love dearly, isn't something to be turned into a joke! Look at what your words have done to poor little Hummingbird!"

"...I...I miss my dad..."

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She bit her lower lip, barely containing the sudden surge of emotion that made the light on her chest blink and previously unseen lights hidden just below her skin glow faintly.

“You act so certain of that,” she grit her teeth, sucking in a deep breath to keep her composure as well as she could, “I have no mother, she was torn to pieces by Scraplets, no father, he died in his sleep, and lost the love of my life who I witnessed a Decepticon tear to pieces in front of me. All he was doing was trying to ensure I escaped with my life. Even now, I have no home to go back to, I try to be optimistic yet I know my future looks grim. Everything I tried to build for myself fell apart and I’m left with nothing but shambles. Comparing our tragedies will accomplish nothing because we both-”

That word.

The second it hit her was painfully obvious.

Her blue optics widened, a look of shock and traces of horror spread across her face as she stared up towards him. Not flinching away from that harsh blue light.

“R...Regicide...” she repeated the word to herself, the word felt foul on in her mouth and made her stomach churn, “Backlit...that’s...murdering someone really important...that’s not a minor crime that’s...something you could be executed for...or worse...” The tail end of his tirades didn’t even seem to reach her, every joint in her body seemed to freeze as something in her spark died.  “What...what did you do? Please, be honest with me...I’ll hear you out and try to understand from your perspective why you would have done something so...so...extreme...”

Deceptive Aid

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//PING//

For good measure, Starscream also sent a ping through the jury-rigged aquatic transmitter he’d ‘liberated’ from a human military base. What? They weren’t using it correctly anyway!

::Canarrrry~:: he trilled, as obnoxiously cheerful as possible, ::how have you been doing in your search? Well, I hope!:: Ugh, the things he did to advance in the universe… ::I managed to find - I think - components for that upgrade you said you wanted.::

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Horror Media (Mostly Movies) Starters feel free to change gender specific words, pronouns, whatever you like to make it fit your muse better!

❝ Do you want to see something strange? ❞

❝ Do you want to play a game? ❞

❝ I see dead people. ❞

❝ You’re gonna need a bigger boat! ❞

❝ Do you like scary movies? ❞

❝ Congratulations. You are still alive. Most people are so ungrateful to be alive. But not you. Not anymore. ❞

❝ Yes, ooo, ahh, it always starts out that way, and then comes all the running and screaming. ❞

❝ What an excellent day for an exorcism. ❞

❝ They look like psychos? Is that what they looked like? They were vampires. Psychos do not explode when sunlight hits ‘em. I don’t give a fuck how crazy they are! ❞

❝ Wouldst thou like to live deliciously? ❞

❝ I’m scared to close my eyes. I’m scared to open them. ❞

❝ Whatever you do, don’t fall asleep. ❞

❝ They’re all gonna laugh at you. ❞

❝ Be afraid… Be very afraid. ❞

❝ No one trusts anybody now, and we’re all very tired. ❞

❝ Where we’re going, we won’t need eyes to see. ❞

❝ Just leave me to do my dark bidding on the internet! ❞

❝ Get away from her you bitch! ❞

❝ When there is no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth. ❞

❝ Yeah some of our clothes are from victims. You might bite someone, and then you think 'Ooh, those are some nice pants!’ ❞

❝ Have the lambs stopped screaming? ❞

❝ Come play with us, forever, and ever, and ever. ❞

❝ You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it. ❞

❝ Smile, you son of a bitch! ❞

❝ At the start I was like 'Oh no, I’m dead’. It’s kinda affected my friendship with normal people and my family and stuff. But the way I see it I have a whole new family who accept me for who I am, and I accept them for who they are…even though one of them killed me. ❞

❝ No tears please, it’s a waste of good suffering. ❞

❝ Sometimes dead is better. ❞

❝ People say you should always do the right thing, but sometimes there is no right thing. And then, you just have to pick the sin you can live with. ❞

❝ Meat’s meat, and man’s gotta eat. ❞

❝ It’s alive! ❞

❝ Take her, not me. ❞

❝ In space, no one can hear you scream. ❞

❝ This is not your grave but you are welcome in it. ❞

❝ The moment you die will feel exactly the same as this one. ❞

❝ There is more to the darkness than the inability to see. ❞

❝ Nobody gets what they deserve, not in this place, they just get whatever hurts the most. ❞

❝ Don’t you want to be fully consumed by what loves you? ❞

❝ May you find your rest where no shadows are passed, and no eyes see you slumber. ❞

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Send me asks as my muses parents / guardians ! 

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callmekevin’s bitlife adventures … sentence starters

“How is he alive?”

“God, I’m humble!”

“Oh, I’m so hated.”

“I’m not intelligent.”

“I’m extremely unhappy.”

“Can I commit more crime?”

“Wait, let me become smart.”

“Is that what you call success?”

“Give me the dog. Give me the dog.”

“Why? Just ‘cause I killed someone?”

“I’m gonna roundhouse kick his groin.”

“I’ll kill him eventually, I hate that dude.”

“My happiness has plummeted, though.”

“Oh no, we’re attacking someone, again.”

“Okay, I’m obnoxious. I’m crying already.”

“I was doing everything right up until that.”

“We’re gonna attack him. What a surprise.”

“It feels weird not making the bad choices.”

“Not to mention, he keeps attacking people.”

“Don’t have a life? Oh, there’s an app for that!”

“Why do you cry like that? You’re 18 years old.”

“I escaped. I just basically walked out the door.”

“I’ve spoken to you twice. And I wish it was less.”

“It started as a joke, but it ended up with real hurt.”

“They don’t just hand these out. I had to pay for it.”

“Well, I’ve got a friend, already, That’s a good start.”

“Everyone is corruptable. Everyone has their price.”

“It seems like crime is on the agenda, unfortunately.”

“I’m definitely at a place in life where I can handle this…”

“That somehow went worse than when I’m controlling it.”

“How do I become happy? …That’s such a sad question.”

“But, my looks are going up, so maybe I don’t need smarts.”

“I think I’m just getting away with it. I got no punishment whatsoever.”

“Honestly, that’s a good thing. Might make everyone forget about the murder.”

“I didn’t get my dream job of being a male stripper, even though I have a degree.”

“This already seems to be going a bit better. Oh, wait, I still killed someone. But, still better.”

“Don’t say I never taught you anything. You can say I never taught you anything useful, that is factual. But you can’t say I never taught you anything.”

“You have weird responses. When someone does something really bad, you’re like ‘nah’. And if they do something minor, you murder them.”

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