#(( i apologize for firewall's occasional rudeness

[firewallofstanix]

★ FILL IN THE QUESTIONS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE.

TAGGED BY: @sparkofcombination

TAGGING: @thebestdecepticonleader, @grand-galvatron (mun’s choice) (The questions I erased were kinda nsfw for me, but if you wanna answer them, go to who tagged me and copy that one to fill.)

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?   “I am Firewall of Stanix, citizen of Cybertron and of Velocitron.”

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?   “My real name is Firewall.”

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU’RE CALLED THAT? “I called myself Firewall, after deciding to form my identity around being a protector, a defense against all enemies of Cybertron”

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? "I am currently single.”

5. WHAT ARE YOUR POWERS AND ABILITIES? “I have the ability to summon a Cyber Key from subspace that enables me to access an extra function in my frame, in my case a set of booster rockets.”

6. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? “They are a bright shade of gold.”

7. HAVE YOU EVER DYED YOUR HAIR? ”This must be a human’s quiz... My helm has always been the same orange as my frame, with accents of grey and yellow.”

8. DO YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY MEMBERS? “My parents died when I was a sparkling; a family friend named Beacon became my legal guardian after that, but I believe he...perished, in the destruction of my home town. Beacon told me I have an older brother who joined the Autobots, but our bond was so weak that I hardly feel it anymore.”

9. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? “Velocitron has a small variety of domestic animals, but I have no interest in one.”

10. TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE. “I dislike anything that keeps me from getting my work done. Loud noises; incompetent mecha hindering my progress; my own limitations… It irritates me to have so much working against me.”

11. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES OR ACTIVITIES YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME? “Hmm…I have started resuming my crystal studies lately; I have quite a collection now and am hoping to visit Crystal City some time soon. I also enjoy watching local races and volunteering to help those less fortunate.”

12. HAVE YOU EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE? “As a Decepticon soldier, hurting others was inevitable…almost regular…” 

13. HAVE YOU EVER… KILLED ANYONE? "…Another inevitability in the war. It was my duty…and casualties were more frequent than I had wished…” 

14. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU? She narrows her optics. “In what context are you asking that question?”

15. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS. "I am told I put too much responsibility on my shoulders; that I’m overly-fixated on guilt and prone to overestimating the importance of my actions.”

16. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE? “I looked up to Beacon before he…passed. Now, I am not so sure. The Autobots whom I have come to know certainly display some admirable qualities, but I don’t know if I would say I look up to them just yet.”

17. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL? "Is this another human question?” She looks up the terms. “You’re asking me what kind of Cybertronians I am attracted to? Well, for starters, our attraction is different from that of humans…but to answer the question, history has shown that I am attracted to mechs, not that I have much history. And…I suppose there is a slight preference for fliers…” 

18. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL? “I received the full standard education for a Cybertronian, though I missed the chance to pursue any additional academics because the war quickly became my priority. Now that there is peace, I have been considering finding a place to extend my education and perhaps start a career with it, in the future.”

19. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS SOMEDAY? “That’s quite a far-sighted goal, but that does sound nice, one day.”

20. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANS? "--I’m no one famous or well-known. Why would I have a fan?”

21. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF? ”I have always had this looming fear of death...but now... I’m afraid of the war starting again. Megatron is gone, but...what if another uprising starts? Or what if a civil war starts here on Velocitron? It could happen; I don’t know how likely it is, or if I would be prepared for it, and that scares me.”

22. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR? “Only my armor; I typically don’t accessorize, though I may find something for a special occasion.”

23. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE? “…No. I don’t.”

24. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? “I would say, perhaps… lower middle class.”

25. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE? “It depends on who would be comfortable accepting my friendship. I know there are a few who would be pleased with that; even so, the number would be under ten.”

26. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE? Firewall grows tired of your organic questions, seeing that’s what it is as she looks up the word. “Whatever the humans wish to eat is none of my concern, and don’t think that this particular food has an energon equivalent.”

27. FAVORITE DRINK? “I like a light mid-grade Stanixian mix, with some silver for added sweetness. I’m open to tasting other mixes as well, but this one has remained my favorite for many vorns.”

29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE? “It used to be a small recreation center back in one of my home’s neighboring cities… Now, I suppose I like the racetracks and highways of Velocitron, as well as a small plaza in the city I live in. The plaza has a healthy balance of sounds and activity, and solitude and quietness that I find the best environment to think in.”

30. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE? “…I don’t believe I am.”

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32. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN? “I did spend some time in an ocean-- rather, in an ocean. As cooling as the water was, the feeling of it coursing through my vents was just too uncomfortable for my taste. I doubt I would feel any difference in a lake, so I would rather simply stay on land.”

33. WHAT’S YOUR ‘TYPE’? “Again, I have very little history to consult. I'm not sure if I even liked enough mechs in my lifetime to determine a ‘type’.”

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35 has been removed and Firewall really wishes you wouldn’t ask questions organic in nature.

36. CAMPING, OR INDOORS? "There were occasions where I camped outside during reconnaissance missions; unlike most of my experiences, I found those instances rather enjoyable-- if the other soldiers didn’t bother me. I think I would be fine with either option.”

37. ARE YOU WAITING FOR THIS INTERVIEW TO BE OVER? “Yes, I think you learned enough about me to satisfy your curiosity-- and if not, what I told you will have to suffice. Now if you will excuse me, there is work to be done.”

[thelazyhermits]

Into Anontale, pt.2

The city was surprisingly busy, cars in the streets, but everyone in the city seemed to be a monster. Sans landed in an alley and set you down. He pulled off his scarf and wrapped it around you and pulled your hood up. “CAN’T HAVE YOU CAUSE A PANIC NOW, CAN WE? LET ALONE WHAT ALPHYS MIGHT THINK-”

“About what?” Because nothing could ever be easy, Alphys had apparently noticed Sans anime-protagonisting above the streets.

“CAPTAIN!” Sans said, snapping to attention at her voice. “UH… FANCY MEETING YOU HERE!”

“Sans, who is that?” Alphys asked. She crossed her arms at his hesitation, revealing just how ripped the short lizard got as captain of the royal guard.

“…MY GIRLFRIEND!��� he said, pulling you to his side with a grin. “Play Along,” he hissed. “IT’S HER BIRTHDAY TODAY AND I KNEW YOU’D FEEL SO BAD MISSING ANY BAKING BY THE AMAZING SANS!! I SUPPOSE IF SHE’S OKAY WITH IT, YOU COULD STILL HAVE SOME OF MY AMAZING GLITTERCAKE-”

“N-no, that’s okay,” Alphys said, quickly backpedaling. “When did you two even meet?”

“Oh, not terribly long ago, but how could I refuse someone so sweet and that has just a sparkling personality?” you said, feeling Sans stiffen as Alphys snorted in amusement. When you looked, his grin hadn’t faltered but his eyelights had vanished, making him look entirely dead inside.

“You met her through Papyrus, didn’t you?” Alphys chuckled.

“UNFORTUNATELY, IT SEEMS.” Surprisingly, his dead expression didn’t seem to effect his tone. “BUT, SPEAKING OF HIM, YOU WOULDN’T HAPPEN TO HAVE SEEN HIM RECENTLY?”

“Uh, yeah actually, if he’s in his kigurumi. Saw him napping on that bench in front of Hapsta’s building.”

“THANKS, CAPTAIN!” Sans pulled you behind him and ran off. “THAT’S ACTUALLY REALLY WEIRD,” he said, explaining as you both ran. “HE’S A REALLY LIGHT SLEEPER, HE CAN’T SLEEP OUTSIDE BECAUSE OF IT.”

“Maybe the glitch is making him?” You stopped him when you noticed the air in the street shimmer. It was replaced by a confused skeleton in a pink unicorn kigurumi, who noticed you both instead of the truck heading for him.

“PAPYRUS-!!!” The crunch before the world bugged out rang in your ears, and you were back in the apartment. The sob from the kitchen had you running to pull Sans into your arms, large tears running down his face.

“It’s okay, he’s okay,” you soothed. “He undid it, he’s okay. Don’t worry, we’ll figure this out.” You rubbed his spine as he clung to you. Seeing a Papyrus hit by a truck gave you uncomfortable flashbacks to Captain’s death, so you have at least a bit of an idea of how traumatic that was for him.

It’s a good five minutes before he’s gotten calm enough to pull away, scrubbing at his face. “STARS, PAPY…” He sounded broken. “OKAY, NEW PLAN!” He flung open the door and picked you up again, doing his bone-jumping technique and heading right for where it’d happened. He set you down and snapped his fingers, his clothes changing into a black coat with yellow circuit lines on it, his yellow clubs scarf stayed, as did his black pants and yellow boots, but he seemed to have a white buttonup now, as well as a mask on.

“Is… Is that the tumblr anon face?” you asked, confused.

“VERY POSSIBLY! I DIDN’T CHOOSE THE MASK,” he said, not really paying attention as he waved his hands in front of him, creating a yellow hologram screen and keyboard. “LET’S SEE IF I REMEMBER HOW TO DO THIS…” he said, typing.

“What are you doing?” you asked, watching text and fingers fly.

“EVERYTHING, EXCEPT YOU APPARENTLY, IS MADE OF CODE. EVEN UNDOING WHAT HAPPENED, PAPY SHOULD HAVE LEFT BEHIND REMAINDERS I CAN USE TO TRACK DOWN HIS SOURCE CODE. THUS, I CAN FIND HIM.”

“And the outfit?”

“IS DESIGNED TO HIDE ME FROM THE FIREWALL AND THE ANTI-HACKER PROGRAMS. BECAUSE THIS IS SUPER ILLEGAL AND DANGEROUS.”

“Firewall…? Are we in a computer?” you asked, surprised.

“YOU ARE IN A COMPUTER, I AM PART OF ONE. I’M AN ANTI-VIRUS PROGRAM, LIKE ALPHYS! PAPYRUS IS EARLY DETECTION SOFTWARE, UNDYNE IS DIAGNOSTIC SOFTWARE, AND SO ON!” he said. “GOT HIM!” He put away his screen and snapped his clothes back. He grabbed your hand and pulled you along.

You both stopped at an abandoned construction site, and Sans pointed out a pink shape on a girder hanging from a crane. He let go and began doing his bone-jumping to get up there, and you got to watch as the glitch appeared over the cord and broke it, though Papyrus apparently woke up in time to Undo it before he hit the ground this time.

“I DON’T UNDERSTAND!!” Sans snapped, looking stressed. “THE DAYLIGHT SHOULD WAKE HIM UP!! OR THE BIRDS!! HE SHOULD BE ABLE TO WAKE HIMSELF UP AND TELEPORT HOME!!”

“The glitch has to be keep him asleep until the last second,” you said. “It cut the rope when you got close last time, so that means you probably could wake him up. We just need something big enough that could wake him up from a distance once we find him.”

Sans paused, staring at nothing. “…SON OF A BITCH, I COULD’VE DONE THAT FROM THE START!!” he groaned, dragging his hands over his face. “YOU’RE BRILLIANT, I’M DUMB, THANK YOU,” he added, pressing a kiss to your cheek before scooping you up again, seemingly oblivious to your blush, his eyelights having turned to daisies in excitement.

A bone-jump trip to the construction yard and a repeat of the tracing process lead you both to a secluded part of a junkyard.

“I’D LIKE TO APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR WHAT YOU’RE ABOUT TO SEE, AND ALSO FOR ANY SECOND-HAND EMBARRASSMENT YOU MAY EXPERIENCE. HOWEVER, AS I HAVE SEEN MY BROTHER DIE TWICE TODAY, I NO LONGER HAVE ANY SHAME WHATSOEVER!!!”

At your slightly perplexed nod, Sans immediately broke down into hysterical tears, throwing himself onto the garbage like a Victorian fainting couch. “PAPY!! HELP!! I’M GONNA BE DELETED!!!” he wailed.

Instantly, Papyrus appeared and scooped him into his pink fuzzy arms. Despite the pink unicorn onesie, the sheer aura of Bad Time made you take a step back, eye blazing a bright purple, free hand having a cluster of sharpened bones pointed your way.

“Wait, no, not me! I’m helping!” you said, flinching to try and protect your head.

“PAPY, NO, SHE IS HELPING!!” Sans said, turning his brother’s head to break his glare on you. You could swear a heavy metal remix of Megalovania was playing in your head. “WE JUST NEEDED YOU TO WAKE UP!!”

“i sure hope there’s an actual reason i keep dying,” Papyrus said, lowering the unicorn head hood to reveal he had a burnt orange nightcap on under it with a heart pompom on the end. “because the whole ‘not able to wake up until seconds from death’ thing is getting tiring.”

“PAPY!!” Sans groaned, thunking his head against Papyrus’ shoulder. Papyrus just smirked of you.

“I’m Y/N, I’m from another world,” you said. Between you and Sans, it didn’t take long to get him up to speed. “Also, do you mind if I give you guys nicknames? It’d make it easier to talk about you guys to other Sanses and Papyruses, though I’d still call you guys Sans and Papyrus here.”

“sure, sister,” Papyrus said. With him still and more relaxed now, it became obvious how exhausted he was. Somehow a skull had bags under his eyesockets, he stood hunched despite supporting his brother one-handed, but you knew first hand how light the skeletons were.

“I’D LOVE TO HEAR YOUR IDEAS!!” By contrast, you figured if Sans wasn’t being held by his brother still, he’d probably be bouncing, bright-eyed and full of energy.

“How about Peppy for Sans?” you suggested.

“I LIKE IT!!!”

“suits him,” Papyrus said, looking pleased. “it’ll put a real pep in his step.”

“BROTHER NO!! Y/N!! YOU HAVE ONLY GIVEN HIM MORE PUN AMMUNITION!!” He struggled to get down, but Papyrus apparently had a good grip on him.

“aw, c’mon, bro. i promise i’ll only pep-per them in occasionally.”

“PUT ME DOWN, YOU HEATHEN!!”

You can’t help it, you start laughing at their antics, which brings a genuine smile to Papyrus’ face, which makes him not look so tired.

“Uh… For Papyrus… How about Punny?” It feels forced. Normally you go with your first instinct, but you don’t wand to be rude.

“sister, you and i both know that isn’t what you thought of,” Papyrus said, free hand on his hip. “shoot straight and just say what we all know you thought of,” he added as he let go of Sans, causing his younger brother to grunt on impact with the ground.

You cringe at being called out like that. “I thought about calling you ‘Sleepy’, if I’m honest.”

“see? doesn’t that feel less awkward?” Papyrus said. “besides, my baby bro calls me that all the time.” Papyrus held a hand out to you and pulled you into a hug when you took it. “thank you, for helping save me.” He pulled Sans into the hug and teleported home.

“YOU CAN’T NAP, YOU’LL START IT ALL OVER AGAIN,” Sans said, before he hurried into the kitchen to try and salvage dinner.

“so, sister,” papyrus said, keeping his voice down. “i don’t like my brother in danger, how’s about you and i take this to the source code of the problem and fix this fast?”

“You can do that?” You asked, surprised.

“sister,” he sighed, pausing to snap his fingers. A black coat not unlike Sans’, only purple instead of yellow replaced the kigurumi, a white shirt under a purple vest, with matching crisp white slacks and purple dress shoes, the elegance of the outfit ruined by the apparently constant burnt orange nightcap, and the fact his anon mask somehow looked as exhausted as he did. “i’m the second-best hacker this computer’s ever seen. i can find that glitchy code anywhere it tries to hide.”

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! I love this so much!!! Peppy is so adorable!! What a freakin sweetheart XD I love the premise of this world, being a part of a computer system is really cool. The special outfits are awesome. I grinned when Gli-chan asked about the Tumblr mask haha