#fire-fxrged

[thesoundlessvoid]

// if we're doing size comparisons, here's Blackout (here) and Grindor ( @fire-fxrged )

[photobombingcryptid]

@fire-fxrged

"Or make a deal with the Devil."

“And how does the deal with you look like? What’s your offer?”

[inkksuna]

One of the greatest pieces i've ever done for @fire-fxrged, one of my dearest and longest term patrons whom has one of the best OCs i've ever had the absolute pleasure of drawing. This piece took a whole month to create but the end result was so very worth!

Thank you for letting me capture the menacing aura that is Grindor <3

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[honor-cxde]

// i have some Grindor muse, weirdly enough. Feel free to go over and check him out at @fire-fxrged

[wagenstung]

﹙ ｡° ➷ ﹚ᅳ @fire-fxrged

Oh, he was big... Charlie stumbles back, now regretting her decision to hike up the mountain to see just what was making movement up in the trees. It wasn't like any of the other mechs she's met, and something in her gut told her to be careful.

[geckoodles]

Part 1 of 2 for another beefy commission, this time Grindor for @fire-fxrged ; final piece is pending!

[autobotmedic]

@fire-fxrged​

"Just because I am an agent of entropy does not mean I lack MANNERS, unlike some of these heathens."

    “I certainly did not expect manners and chaos to be cohesive.”

[voraciouslyindulgent]

⚠️ a text meant for someone else.

send a symbol for… | ACCEPTING

[text]: Before I begin, I would like to preface what I am about to ask you with absolute assurance that I do not mean to place judgement on your personal hobbies and/or favoured activities during your off-duty hours.[text]: However, please, for the love of the Empire, arrest your penchant for taking bits and parts from the morgue.[text]: Your underlings are beginning to notice, and I have had complaints.

A minute later.

[text]: Please do not cry, Gyrodyne.

Another minute later.

[text]: I beg your pardon. I seem to have relayed my wishes to the wrong frequency. Please overlook everything I have just sent you. My sincerest apologies.

[alacrityabound]

bee @ tarn’s party rn:

[wardogxicarus]

↕ 60ft

Meme [x] | » send me ↕ + your muse’s height | @fire-fxrged

[autobot-scout-riella]

👀

Send me 👀 and my muse will confess one dirty thought they’ve had about yours | Accepting

He’s huge. I wonder if everything’s proportional...and if he’s as good with it as Blackout.

...Probably not. That’s a hard standard to match.

[photobombingcryptid]

fire-fxrged replied to your post “This universe is fun Everyone is so…. Tiny”

Sniffs at.

“....”

Looks up. Looks all the way up.

“... Let me get the ladder.”

[predakingrising]

UGH

Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY

Predaking hits the wall with a force that could cripple lesser frames, Grindor’s blunt talons exerting enough pressure to the armoured collar around the predacon’s neck to buckle and contort into the shape of his grip. Snarling and furious at the Herald’s attempts Predaking refused to stay pinned for long, either servo finding purchase in crevices of the imperfect wall and giving a small prayer it works.

The reason why soon became clear. Powerful legs designed for kicking off the ground and achieving flight, were instead directed into the abdomen of Grindor himself, using the leverage of being pinned to aid the attempt. 

A terrible crunch followed as the armour around the impact site seemed to warp from what little time Predaking had to watch, staggering the beast long enough for him to break free and back away just far enough to be able to shift- a once large mecha now transforming into a dragon even Grindor’s titan like form could not match, even with their impressive wingspan. 

Fangs bared and wings ready to gain some safe distance if needed, Predaking’s throat glowed with the promise of an explosive fire charge. 

“ENOUGH!!”

[choochoomotherslagger]

fire-fxrged liked your post:Me: fully aware that fucking monsters can have...

[cybertronianwyvern]

Touch meme

Meme [x] |  Send “✋” to touch my muse. | @fire-fxrged

She was conscious of Grindor’s brute strength and size. She was even more keenly aware that he knew how to wield his physical ability. And most importantly, she knew her own weakness that came from close combat. Being anywhere within his reach was enough to put her on high alert, so when his clawed digits came in close enough to graze her tusks, fight and flight instincts kicked in at top notch. 

The wyvern reeled back with a snarl, her biolights flashing angrily. 

[exitiumsuum]

"little ghost, get out of my way."

sandman starters | @fire-fxrged​

         They’re connected by blood. An organic metaphor, but a fitting one. The corrupted energon that flows through his injectors and taints his wires is the very same that oozes through the glow of the herald’s eyes and mar his frame. Brothers, if not by choice, but the unfortunate side effects of toying with power out of the sake of desperation. They’re bonded through it, just as they’re bonded to the destroyer from which the essence came.

        The herald relishes it, the power sacrificing his free will gives him. 

        Megatron hates every bit of it. He is not one to so easily give up his control, even in his own desire and delusional desperation.

        He knew of Grindor’s presence long before his feet touched the earth and wings eclipsed the sun. He could feel it humming through him, just as no doubt the herald felt his own sparkbeat, pulsing in rhythm.

                         [ if anyone could find him out here, Primus be damned, it was the herald or Unicron himself. ]

        And here he stands to greet him, resolute and unyielding, even in the shadow of his former glory. His own optics gleam crimson in defiance, no ounce of violet seeping through.

        “No,” the warlord replies with a simple bite that betrays his own eloquence, “you came to me.”