Posts by ~Love Phantom~

You have no idea how rare it is for me to not only A) Be the same age group as my friends B)Meet another Gemini

Sir Moneybags wrote:

Personally, I don't really care for zodiacs.

I don’t necessarily do either. I just find my personality traits spookily lined up with what a Gemini is “supposed” to.

I’d hit me with a bus too.

A 24, granted we just met!

-Kakuryu-

Life seemed to have taken s turn for the best for the Dinoforce member. The war was over, he and his comrades were allowed to live in peace. He even had a job at and Earth amusement park! With a yawn and mumble, Kakuryu began to wind down after a “hard” day’s work.

He was comfy and ready to call it a night. Unfortunately fare had other plans. He was frightened by the sudden burst of light, so much so he went offline for a moment. When he came back from that he was in awe. The surrounding buildings were no longer that of Earth’s. He was home. But. . . Everything felt off. Some who passed by gave a curious eye before moving along. Kakuryu simply wondered off to figure out where where exactly he was, Pretender shell and all.

-Rubble-

It had been an uneventful day for the miner. Each day was the same as the last. For any other bot, they may have gone mad with such a monotonous life. But for Rubble, not only did he spend his days working, but dreaming. Whenever his work shift was over, he would look to the sky. He was envious of those who held such luxury of being able to spend their days away from the ground and away from the world. . .

Today had been no different than any other, he was hard at work below the surface. He was so deep in thought that he failed to notice the light and halted the moment he felt the different textures on his drill. He had made a hole in a some wall in an alleyway. He immediately transformed to analyze just what exactly happened to him. Where did he go anyway?

-Galvatron-

The war against Unicron has been won. He and Optimus Prime has entered the chaos bringer to put an end to it all. In an unforeseen turn of events, the Autobots and Decepticons formed an alliance after Galvatron bore witness to Starscream’s sacrifice. Not necessarily having a change in heart, but a shift in priorities.

But he saw it. A world under his control. That was right, with Unicron out of the way, only Optimus was left. Locked in combat against the Autobot leader, they were truly an even match. However, Galvatron’s glee was cut short as a light enveloped him. Had Unicron awoken once again? Had he and his longtime foe just been snubbed after all their efforts? No. . . He was back on Cybertron. But he new immediately it was not the same he one he hailed from. Was this another illusion by Unicron? He was uncertain and didn’t not cross out the possibility. Cautiously, he made his way to the slum streets to stay out of sight. Illusion or not, he held no desire to be ambushed.

-Kakuryu-

Wondering had been all the lone con had been able to do. He opted to leave his pretender shell for the time being in order to “blend in” a little better. When he did so, he immediately picked up on the murmuring going on around him. The word “Decepticon” was present in most all of them. “Actually, it’s pronounced ‘Destron’ kinda like destroy! Oh, but I don’t do that part though!” Perhaps they hadn’t heard of the faction after such a period of peace? But he couldn’t figure out why everyone was staring at him, did he do something wrong?

-Rubble-

Turning one’s head to see a cannon pointed at them is not the most pleasant of experiences. Rubble fell back at the towering Megatron, scrambling backward. “I- I didn’t do this on purpose! I- I swear it!” He was beyond horrified of what could become of him. Not only was he not at work, he had caused damage to a building! What if he was accused of treason? Or terrorism?! He shakily held a servo as if somehow it would protect him.

-Galvatron-

Iacon. That was where he ended up. His unease grew upon finding singed Decepticon propaganda under his ped. Just what had happened here? He knew very well that Optimus would never allow such a thing, even if either of them had won. Galvatron continues to stick out of sight to the best of his ability. If this area is so against Decepticons it would be a catastrophe if someone recognized him.

-Kakuryu-

“Uh.” Was all that he could say. The surrounding bots were either going off to not get involved or others were simply keeping him from going anywhere. One even shoved him back on top of his pretender shell. It was almost like he was some kind of wild animal they were trying to tame. “I think- I think there’s a bit of a misunderstanding here. . .”

-Rubble-

Slowly the frightened mech took the offered servo and got off the ground. “O- Oh.” Was he still in trouble? He wasn’t to sure actually. He was expecting to be roughhoused and humiliated, but no such thing happened. “Um, where exactly is this area?” It didn’t exactly seem familiar to Rubble, I’m fact nothing did. Everything looked off but felt. . . right.

-Galvatron-

The con sat down somewhere he identified as unoccupied enough for a moment to process whatever might have just happened to him. He certainly wasn’t in Unicron anymore, he would have been mocked that he had failed to stop him. He knew certainly he had not died, he knew full well what fate someone like himself would meet postmortem. Had Optimus bested him? No, he would never have allowed someone to just deface the surviving Decepticon’s pride and dignity in such a fashion. He turned he glanced at his servos, and grumbled, “Myself on the other hand. . .”

-Kakuryu-

He kept his hands open facing the small crowd. He wasn’t harmed, at least not intentionally. His shell on the other hand was separated from him, making Kakuryu increasingly uncomfortable. He shifted his helm when he heard Fortress Maximus, along with the crowd. Some began to move away, assuming that the situation was under control. Others were surprised by the large mech’s appearance, as if they weren’t expecting him.

-Rubble-

That did not help calm him down. As far as Rubble was concerned, he was far from his mine site. He was, however, more than willing to sneak away from the damage he had caused, “Yeah, okay. I’ll. . . I’ll do that.”

-Galvatron-

The con turned his helm to look at the newly appeared mech. This confirmed his belief that he was not on his Cybertron. No minicon, at least if that’s what the new mech was, would approach him in such a manner.

“You are correct,” he spoke while getting up from his sitting position, “I am not native to this place.” He looked the smaller mech up and down, looking for a recognizable faction symbol. “What does it matter to you anyhow?”

-Kakuryu-

Hearing Fortress Maximus’ order, those who initially stood around slowly left the scene in good faith. Kakuryu was more than relieved, and went in a kneeling position, his pretender shell doing something similar. “Thankyouthankyou Thank you!” He was practically hugging the large mech’s pedes, “I don’t know why everyone was so mean!”

-Rubble-

“Oh! Right! My name is Rubble!” He was tapping his digits in a rhythmic fashion, “I- If you don’t mind me asking, just where are we going, sir?” It was almost an impulse for him to those who he saw as his superiors as such, “I’ve never been around this area.”

-Galvatron-

His optics narrowed hearing this. “I am Galvatron, leader of my world’s Decepticons.” He took a step approaching Firefly, “I take it you’re implying the are others who have been plucked, as you put it, from their own worlds?” If their coming to this Cybertron implied trouble was about, then why was he brought here? Why not Prime or Starscream? Or any other Autobot for that matter? He was only left with more questions than answers.

-Kakuryu-

He would have forgotten the fact that he had been suddenly warped from Earth. “But I am like them, aren’t I?” Kakuryu back up and began to pat himself, “Is it the shell that’s freaking everyone out?” He was convinced that he was just off Earth, unaware of the shifting of universes.

-Rubble-

The much slowed his steps, noting Megatron’s usage of “others.” This made him uneasy again, but for a different reason. “Say, you aren’t. . . You aren’t part of some kind of rebellion, are you?” As much as Rubble wanted a change in his lifestyle, he wasn’t exactly on board with the risking his life over it. He had heard about small rebellious factions, but not once been personally impacted. The thought of getting caught up in one did not bode well.

-Galvatron-

“Very well.” He stepped forward, “But do not order me around like that again.” While he was not familiar with the current circumstances, he was not going to tolerate being told what to do. Especially by someone as small as Firefly. Galvatron was also not exactly happy with being thrusted into the position he was in, once he got his grip on who was responsible for this. . .

-Kakuryu-

Kakuryu tilted his head, “You really think nobody’s heard of the Dinoforce?” He seemed a bit hurt by that. Then again they weren’t exactly first and foremost when it came to troops, even with their combined form.

-Rubble-

He slouched a bit. “So you’re probably a criminal?” He wasn’t exactly sure if he was in any room to say such things, but as far as Rubble was concerned, he was starting a downhill path. “And what did you mean by ‘others’ anyway?”

-Galvatron-

The mech gave a grumble. Listening was what his soldiers desired, Starscream had even given his life to prove that point. “One doesn’t stay leader of the Decepticons only by crushing whoever’s in the way. As viable option that is it is a reckless one, and I have no intention of dying here.”

I have an exceptionally high muse do two things right now: Gundam an Beastars.

I have a WIP thread for a “traditional” Gundam thread, but before I work on it further I’d like to see if anyone would be even interested in such a thing.

For those who are unfamiliar, Gundam is a staple in the mecha genre of anime. It is famed for its usual anti-war messages. It can be very dark and grim, but it is a series that is easily able to make me cry.

Gundam also has a side thing that is more slice of life. It involves folks engaging in a game which they can pilot their own built plastic model from the series.

There is also two substories that feature characters battling with model kits on a physical field or on a fictional VR MMO. Both of which I’m open for!

Now for something completely different!

As for Beastars, it is an ongoing manga that can be described shortly as “darker Zootopia.” It has a similar ideas as Zootopia, but is basically everything Disney said no to. (The first chapter involves somebody being killed and eaten.) Also the protag admits to having a fetish for smaller animals. So, uh, it’s pretty unique. But it’s still interesting to me and would love to do an rp that’s is almost a slice of life, aside from the active split between predators and prey. I have a super high muse for this since the official English translation dropped a while ago, along with the anime started running.

I seemed to have missed a few pages!

I’m well, bout to go cash my first check.

While I love most every water-type Pokémon, Blastoise Samurott is still my number one!

Yes, it did

Despite what it seems, I’m always watching.

I for one, except our new overlord.

Uh,

...

...

-lords.

But... Aren’t uniforms cheaper? Buy in bulk, and have plenty of leftovers!

Hey, it’s free clothes.

It’s a matter of perspective, really.