ㅤ🔶 woke up 45 minutes after my alarm was supposed to off fuck my stupid chungus life

‎ ㅤ There is a brief pause before 00 begins to move. It hunkers down further than its simple seated position, and goes so far as to lay low to the ground, its configured limbs able to spread like a spider's in order to bring its total height below this stranger's. ‎

‎ ㅤ The smaller machine's fins seem to close around its neck somewhat as it begins to stand to its full height, as it had been prior to Void laying down. Plates in its arms and chest begin to shift away to reveal smaller pieces within - visually, they look almost like laser pointers... ➕ ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝙽𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝." ㅤ The depth and boom to its synthetic voice and towering size can't help. ‎

ㅤ🔶 He's so pathetic already Ru 💔

‎ ㅤ "𝙰𝚌𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚍," GT thrums. Somewhere in its notes of Cybertronians, it flags mentions of 'Transformers' to relate to Cybertronians as a default. Most of the time, the otherwise used word is 'shapeshifter'... perhaps it will need to correct that default later, but for now, it will be fine. ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝚂𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎. 𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗?" A big-ass white robot was probably not in the list of expectations, but - ‎

// for the curious, currently U-1; Re:Intension (with GT and Veonteii) U-2; Aedific (helmed by @nefelibaka.bsky.social) U-3; RWBY (mostly due to Ava) U-4; Transformers (ty Void)

• 𝚂𝚄𝙱-𝙾𝙱𝙹𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝚅𝙸𝚂𝙸𝚃 𝚄-𝟸; 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙻𝙰𝚆𝚂𝚄𝙸𝚃𝚂

ㅤ🔶 spooky im so sorry

‎ ㅤ "𝙴𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛," GT chimes. " '𝙳𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛' 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍." ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖 '𝚄-𝟺'. 𝙼𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚜 '𝚄-𝟷'. 𝙸𝚗 𝚄-𝟷, 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 - 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜 '𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜' - 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛', 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚌 ➕ ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝙼𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙."‎ ㅤ GT might not be able to feel amusement, but someone somewhere in the world found that deeply so.

‎ ㅤ "𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗." ㅤ There is a quiet moment, given GT is unsure if Tessa could hear it at all. Balled up so tightly, the irrational fear in the poor thing is self-evident. However, GT is a being that avoids making enemies - it is simply illogical. ㅤ "𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 ➕ ‎

ㅤ🔶 welcome back 🫂

‎ ㅤ GT remains silent as Void transforms into the image of a beast. Its eventual decision to hunker down to a 'crouch' is more simple reciprocation than any attempt to make itself smaller, aware that sentient beings tend to be more comfortable when there are responses to their movement. ➕ ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗; 𝙶𝚃-𝟶𝟶." A quick, practiced reply. "𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛?" ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚄-𝟹, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚄-𝟷. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎." ‎

ㅤ🔶 Oh Spooky GT's gonna say something so genuine but it's so mean outside of the logical perspective LMAOO

‎ ㅤ "𝚂𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 - 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚢. ㅤ 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞?" ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝙸𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎," GT remarks, "𝚢𝚎𝚜. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖. 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝙸 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚠." ‎

ㅤ🔶 I never really considered giving GT-00 extendable limbs, but... it would make sense 💭 like just being able to Longth its limbs to keep its main body high and away or over grass, or to help it reach across, since 00 isn't capable of flight

‎ ㅤ "𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚑𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚎 '𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎' 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎? 𝚆𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛?" Not like GT hadn't already answered one of his own questions. If Void had his own return inquiries, it was likely to answer before exchanging another of its own. ‎

‎ ㅤ A shame. It will have to learn more about Predacons and their variants at a later date it seems - that, and how long ago the war had ended... ㅤ "𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚢. 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚗?" ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛?" The fins return to original posture, like ears snapping to attention. It does log Autobots and Decepticons, as well as Predacons, Maximals, and Beastformers, two of which are tagged with links to the allegiance categories. "𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚘? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗, '𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍'?" ‎

ㅤ🔶 if people are legitimately saying you're being spammy then they really haven't met the people who will like every single post in your pin or media tab and give you three hundred notifications when you haven't even followed back. 🫂

Shibe Voids alt form is done!!!! What we thinking chat

‎ ㅤ "𝚄𝚗𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜; '𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜', '𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚜'." The fins on either side of GT's head seem to adjust the smallest amount, the rest of its frame not having moved for the duration of the conversation. "𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚛. 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜?" ‎

‎ ㅤ GT's sensor array remains active and adamant, checking for a mixture of electromagnetic readings via quantum sensors. Thermal, electric, magnetic, further into any radioactive emissions - these were the sensors that allowed it to detect Energon. It logs the name 'Predacon' as it observes ➕ ‎

‎ ㅤ At its full height, GT stood markedly smaller than Void, being well under half the height of the towering Predacon. It makes no move to level the field for the time being, but it does note this colossus' dimensions. "𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚝. 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 ➕ ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. ㅤ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚃 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚖𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚂𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚢 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎." ‎

‎ ㅤ "𝙽𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎." ㅤ Around Cass and her tailing shadow closes this black material, encasing her. Sound penetrates just enough to tell her that the wailing beams continued until the outer apparatus had been constructed, then came to a warm halt - the stagnant air inside the pod makes it a little ➕ ‎

‎ ㅤ Target locked. ㅤ With her ears covered and eyes obscured, the only sense left was touch. Vibrations run through the coffin of silk to tell Contessa that it had come closer, little by little. Her state of fear might tell her it'd all be over soon. ㅤ ... And to some capacity, that isn't ➕ ‎

ㅤ🔶 awake

ㅤ🔶 replies tomorrow. sorry.

ㅤ🔶 i'm so. 💢 for no reason

[ HOTDOG. ] Tessa knowing she fears this one exact thing and is currently strained due to her fear Me :

ㅤ🔶 tessa seething rn knowing she has to see it again

ㅤ🔶 the only twink i had was deleted i think

‎ ㅤ "𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠?" ㅤ ... Spoken so eloquently, you'd think it was alive. Its monotone voice, however, is a reminder that it is not. Maybe it logically surmises that bluntness may be more apt for the situation. ‎

‎ ㅤ Wouldn't have been the worst decision, outside of the survivalist's perspective. Fortunately, before she sees it, a moment to prepare is given as thudding draws closer, each a footstep in rapid rhythm. She can see it in the distance, given it'd dropped its stealth; like a bloodhound, ➕ ‎

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‎ ㅤ Were it an emotional being, GT would breathe a sigh of relief when the flames wafted away. Perhaps extreme measures would not be necessary. Its legs begin to revolve, but not to lift it or speed it along; only to adjust its position to make conversation more hospitable for Vera. ➕ ‎