#malika-carnelian

[xretiredcommanderx]

“Happy Thanksgiving, Ultra Magnus!” she said with a wide grin, all cheerful and happy. “You've been living here on Earth long enough to take part in these special moments~!”

"Happy Thanksgiving, Malika," Magnus is finally saying the word correctly for the first time.

"I do hope yours has been kind to you."

[autobotmedic]

Write her own name

chatroom permissions

"Member."

[mnemoiisms]

✏️ o3o if you want ofc cvc

Send me ✏️ for a shitty little scribble of your muse

Course I do! I love your bean!

[virtute-praeditum]

“Everything ok Optimus?”

"It is, and I hope everything is okay for you too."

[fly-in-the-freedom]

“GET WAFFLED YOU TOO!” she decided to let her join as well this bittersweet war of throwing waffles against people~

Send "GET WAFFLED IDIOT" to throw a fucking waffle at my muse at full speed!

"OOF-"

Too preoccupied with her own silly little thoughts, the lieutenant barely had a chance to react to the oncoming waffle heading right for her face. Resounding the room with a satisfying PLOP as it finally made contact.

Riley had been dazed for only a second before she began to let out a spirited laugh once she finally realized what just happened.

Taking a determined bite out of the breakfast treat, and giving the smaller woman a focused look, she sprinted after her. Smiling like an idiot with a trail of laughter on her heels.

"Oh, it's on now!"

[cyber-streak-2]

🎫 = For Voidsight~ 😎

Voidsight was originally a Decepticon, but due to certain reasons (things Voidsight felt+other minor things), Voidsight left, becoming an Autobot shortly after. Although there’s been moments where Voidsight is like “Maybe I’ll be a neutral” but just never went through actually becoming one, and stays with the Autobots.

V.S. was also a decently well known ‘Con. Not really feared or anything, just well known.

[seacrestseacon]

"Buncha times! However, the 'enemy' in this war has a very special flaw where if they get into any body of water or high areas of dense humidity, they just faceplant dead. Sorry, unalived. They just ain't made for a bit of moisture. They get one drop on something vital and they are more twitchy than Starscream near a crown"

Don't worry, he's thought this out. Just going to stay crouched in the surf so he can inspect and admire the very creature that has gotten closer to Optimus than he'd every dared. I bet she's touched the upholstery...

"Hm?" He's glad for her yelling, his mind was going into a very cross faction action kind of place that really wasn't suitable before dusk.

"I'm asking, cause I want an autograph. I got some scrap that with a Prime-ly scribble I could sell to a lot of people. Swindle would oil himself if he knew I had it, and I would love to see what price he'd offer providing I do let that thing out of my collection"

“You’re far too confident in what you’re saying, have you ever been told never to underestimate your enemy?” - those words were not spoken with the intention of any threat, but rather, even as a kind of advice in not taking too lightly the possibility that they might act against his expectations.

“… No one, uh?” obviously didn’t take him at his word, not after he had elicited a clear description of fear with just a few words on such a named subject.

However, the enemy didn’t seem willing to elaborate further on the matter; in fact… even the silence that ensued shortly after left her annoyingly on edge.

“Well? Are you still connected? Hello?!” she called out again, trying to regain his attention, feeling slightly annoyed as she noticed an overly ecstatic expression.

Definitely in contrast with hers: shocked. - “Wait… what?” - she blinked twice, - “Doing autographs?! And how should I know this?!?! I mean, I never saw such a thing happening before?!” she almost let out a small grin on that cute face of hers, -“But why are you asking, though? What is it that you want, to be the first one in his life to ask such a thing?” of course, Malika was joking by giving that last question, not imagining the guy would probably aim for that.

[autobotmedic]

🤝 The impossible try of holding his digit–

hold him hand

Ratchet blinks at the feeling of skin against metal and sensors, instinctively reading the temperature of her hand and noting it is within a normal range. This is immediately followed by looking down at her, and blinking once.

... And then he sighs. He supposes this human has grown attached to him now, too.

[cliffandthekid-archive]

*runs into at full speed*

Cliff lets loose a Cybertronian swear, immediately reaching down to catch the human before she can fall over. "Easy there! You make it a habit of denting someone before saying hello?"

[autobotmedic]

"Learning humanity's ideas and methods of healing to become 'officially qualified' to treat them has often been roughly equivalent to 'hate-reading' for me," he answered dryly.

"Not always, but often."

“I wonder how much traumatic can be for an alien being, considered a medic for his own species, to know our medicine...” In case of Ratchet it would be curious.

[virtute-praeditum]

@malika-carnelian

“For your Primus sake...”

"I don't think I have a Primus?"

[aprimesrpcorner]

Searching around for a trace of waffles.

Because she smell them... and even a lot!

“I smell a quantity of waffles that is Insane and I didn't got any?!?!” disappointed as well as her stomach.

The prime chuckled a bit and shook his head.

“Heh, even I don’t know what’s going on, but you may get some soon, they’ve been thrown left and right.”

He also thought for a little bit and then softly said.

“I’m sure I had a few human ones thrown at me if you’d like any. Not sure if you’d like one smooshed after hitting a robot alien though.”

Fair enough.

[rxng]

@malika-carnelian

He clicks his glossa, looking in his cup.

"Oh, dear. The sort that would make you very sick. I'm sorry, but nothing I have is edible for you."

"Perhaps some raw copper leaves?"

[lxstprxme]

"...the exit should be up ahead." Steps remaining quiet, only with the mechanical whirl from his fans kicking on as headlights kick on as well. Producing a much brighter light as to better see their surroundings as he walks. The way is deep and rocks have fallen everywhere it looks like, one servo pressing against some rocks jutting out to push aside and open up the passageway more, pausing as if waiting for the shake of stabilization being lost yet nothing happens, things aren't adding up no matter how much he runs the diagnostics. Instead a bit of light shining down catches his attention, turning his gaze upwards and noting a small opening. Not big enough for him, but for his human companion definately as he steps forward, digits digging into the sides of the walls as he secures his pedes, digging them into the rocks and stone to get up further, lifting his servo and managing a way up.

"Once you are above, you will be able to contact base and alert them of the current situation." Only moving his servo down once she is off and on upper ground. He's about to add more when a clink echoes out, a pause as his helm tilts down. Unable to see what has bounced off his armor, he releases his grasp. Dropping back down standing before looking for what loose rock might have fallen on him. Nothing? Instead slowly moving away from the exit and searching for the answer to this mystery. Why did the cave collapse?

"It is only a graze." Are the words that escape past his intake, optics dimly lit in the dark space as an open palm presses against the large boulder above. In a certain agent's wording, if he'd had a dime for everytime he'd had something try to crush him or was in a place that came crumbling down? He'd be rich? Oh if only he could trade that in the precious resource his team needed so sorely. A hopeful peaceful trip to an energon deposit and for some reason the cave had collapsed, however it seemed to only be the entrance and his scans had already alerted him to another exit. But, it seemed he hadn't gotten away unscathed as much as he'd originally thought.

After moving to catch the loose boulder that had nearly come down on their heads, had he noticed a very faint trail of the bioluminescent fluid, dripping down from underneath his plating, suggesting a potential wound near his chest, most likely from when he'd narrowly avoided being skewered along with his comprad on the mission. Moving forward once placing the boulder aside and giving a simple answer. "We need to keep moving, it's unclear if the rest of the cave is or will become unstable."

[polyhexianchicken]

Beep

SEND “BEEP” FOR A RANDOM TEXT FROM MY MUSE.

I’ll randomly generate a number between 1-29 for one of the following: 27. A weird text

(Malika) Hypothetically how many humans would I need to kill to collect enough iron for me.

(Malika) Hypothetically.

[iwozlegit]

Now that I've got the real meaning of the meme *lmao* here I come again for this!

 ✒ + Ultra Magnus!

Send ✒ + a character for a random headcanon I have about that character!

Answering ~

|| 🍍• Ultra Magnus struggles severely to ponder his way around negative emotions and thoughts surrounding loneliness and failure.

Ironically, his own authoritative stoicalness is to blame. Ultra Magnus’s flaw is that to him, Optimus Prime is the pinnacle of leadership. Another common trope in more recent years (RID2015 I’m looking at you), is that we’ve seen characters try to embody Optimus’s leadership and missing the whole point of “Optimus’s way worked because it was Optimus doing it.” Ultra Magnus is no different. And this is why he clashes with certain characters. When you take one aspect of Optimus and make it your personality, it’s not gonna be so sweet for you (I actually do like UM btw :’) )

Just as Ultra Magnus struggled initially to adapt to Team: Prime (“much has changed since the war for Cybertron”), Ultra Magnus also initially struggled to adapt to the unfortunate loss of his servo, appearing frustratingly disheartened when Ratchet refused to clear him for duty - he felt useless; lonely. In both of these situations, someone else aided him out of his funk - Optimus in the first instance, and Wheeljack in the latter.

Tldr : Ultra Magnus is the reason he’s lonely and struggles with failure, because he hasn’t worked out that…

A.) He doesn’t need to embody Optimus Prime to be a good leader.

B.) Because of this, when failure/upheaval occurs, he hasn’t learned the value of a family or close-knit team interactions, such as Team: Prime, or the value in asking for help.