#honor-cxde

[iaconsavior]

Now that is High Guard material.

None of this 2D from side on seekers. This guy was as broad as he was tall, cut quite the figure, and the gold face would look perfect looming ominously to the side during meetings.

".... You need a job, big guy?"

[ghostlyvisage]

" Excuse me. Do me a favor and give my right arm a tug, would you? My shoulder is out of joint. If I pass out just let me hit the floor. It will be fine."

"....Sit your aft down." Hes rumbling a little, gently pushing Dreadwing onto one of the seats he had before grabbing the mechs arm. "Take a vent, count to five."

And he's yanking it when Dreadwing gets to three.

[alacrityabound]

🕯️

I never really understood why Dreadwing followed Megatron. Did he see something worth following, past the insanity and needless cruelty? Dreadwing was never known for either, not like Skyquake-- was that it?

...Did he feel anything when Skyquake died? Did he lose his way because of that loss and pain?

Was this tragedy my fault?

[twcwheeler]

to the heights || @honor-cxde

This delivery had been a great success, even to her surprise. With some extra, she didn't only wish to save it all. She wanted to celebrate... with something special. And what the best way, than in company. Someone she owed those flights up in Vosian sky high restaurants and times he hosted her as a guest in his ship. She wanted to surprise him, treat him with something he surprised her. Hopefully he hadn't gone out for traveling.

" Hello, commander." She smirks herself while joking through comms. Good mood was apparent in her tone. " I happen to have desperate need for a seeker. And this mission requires a very handsome one too. Happen to know anyone?"

[mnemoiisms]

✏️ :)

Send me ✏️ for a shitty little scribble of your muse

.................................. this is kinda all I remember from TFP.

[autobotmedic]

ratch with dreadwing, whom he respects: offers to ease injury's pain with hardlining while he works

ratch with starscream, whom he does not respect: i dont want to be in your head you can just suffer

[whatudottu]

// mun for @honor-cxde here. Just know it brings me such joy when you pop up in my notifs. You are a treasure

👍 No problem boblem- your Dreadwing is a great Dreadwing

[aircommndr]

"You know, one would have thought you'd know better than to give out weird pictures of yourself. For every friend you have, you have a small third-world country's worth of enemies." @honor-cxde

"Well FIRST of all, Rude." The seeker states, arms crossed in a huff.

"And secondly, I didnt give those photos out! I don't know WHO got a hold of them, nor how or why, but I think it's more telling of them than me. Seems like they're a bit obsessed. Jealous, most likely. Not everyone is as photogenic as myself, you know. DOESN'T MEAN THEY SHOULD BE HANDING THEM OUT LIKE FLYERS FOR A BAKE SALE THOUGH!!"

[captainseamech]

             @honor-cxde​ 💙’ for a short starter!

            “Are ya okay? Are ya... hurt? That seemed to be quite a huge fall...”

[ghostlyvisage]

Dreadwing holds out the basket of botlberries, offering them to Ghost silently.

He's taking one and sitting next to the mech, somewhat stretched out to enjoy the sun with him.

Why not let himself have a moment of silence? It's been awhile since he's done that.

[unicronnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom]

💭 @honor-cxde

( It's uncomfortable, isn't it. )

( Being half of someone. Half of someone who exists, half of someone who died when you parted. Parts and parts forever split. )

( Are you him? Is he you? What are you when he's gone? What is he without you? )

( Cybertronian twins can speak to eachother through their bond, can't they. Yet the death of one is not the death of both; not like with my experience, of no contact but mutual destruction. )

( Jealousy stings. At least you knew him. )

[twcwheeler]

@honor-cxde continued x

Oh. Oh no. The Seeker is flat on his back, looking up at the little femme as she holds Dreadwing down. Effortlessly, even. All thirty-three thousand pounds of him. "Well, I am caught. Whatever do you mean to do to me?"

She weights barely nothing compared to him. His digits could go around her entire frame. And there she is, holding him down with her plain two servos.

" Depends... how well you behave." Classic line she had heard, oh, so many times. But a chuckle shatters her attempted serious tone a little. Digit draws idly against the azure metal plate and along the seams so gently while she watching him.

" Dreadwing... do you have any... weaknesses? "

[a-life-revised]

@honor-cxde

"...May I ask you a question?"

A long pause.

"Sir?"

"No honorifics, here. Just Megatron."

There's a level of amusement to it instead of irritation, and he dusts his palms off on his chassis- not that it helps. He has a smudge of dirt across the bridge of his nose.

"How can I help you, Dreadwing? ...is this about Rung?"

[autobotmedic]

@honor-cxde​

"Being tired of the entire universe is valid."

    “Well, not quite the entire universe. If you are referring to yourself, however, I’m sorry. That is sad.”

[ghostlyvisage]

The dark mech was quiet for a long moment, the only part really visible of him was his gold visor.

"...Neither of the gods are much good. Though.. good is subjective to them. They're just... Chaos and Order. They don't understand good the way we do." Not a defence, just...how he had come to understand it.

“Do you believe that a god exists?”

𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌.

"Yes, I believe He does. And I hate Him."

[aircommndr]

@honor-cxde asked: “okay, i think that’s enough for tonight.”

Red optics glance towards the other, before looking back to his empty glass. He had just been reaching for the bottle for another pour.

"Oh, and you're in charge now?" Starscream hisses. His words are slurred and slow, he's definitely at his limit. How much had he even had? He lost count. "I know when enough is enough."