@fallendecepticonheir / fallendecepticonheir.tumblr.com
((Some of the awesome cosplays I saw at TFNation, plus bonus Harley Quinn. :P
LC: @horns-and-heels
Kaon: @chaozrael
Human!Tailgate: @beescream
If you see yourself, please tell me and I will credit!))
Holoform! Cyclonus: @purajobot935
To prove something to a friend, please
REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
:)
rarely do you see a post with so many reblogs and so few likes :O
(image shows a bunch of likes and reblogs. currently it’s at 4,358 likes and 98,165 reblogs.)
A Beginner’s Guide to The Great British Bake Off…
Reblogging because it missed off the final three slides earlier, and I’ve only just noticed :(
((But you missed the most iconic punnuendo!
SOGGY BOTTOMS!
Also, here’s last year’s winner; she actually baked the Queen’s Royal Birthday cake!
Her name’s Nadiya Hussain. :) ))
((I’ve been thinking ClassyLadyformers!Tarn or MadMaxHumanformers!Vos. Maybe Human!Quark))
((Some of the awesome cosplays I saw at TFNation, plus bonus Harley Quinn. :P
LC: @horns-and-heels
Kaon: @chaozrael
Human!Tailgate: @beescream
If you see yourself, please tell me and I will credit!))
hi! i just saw your tfnation photoset and i wanted to let you know that i am cyclonus in the 6th photo and the tailgate with me is vickyhit c:
((Okay! Thank you for telling me. :) I’ll add credit right away!))
- Paul Eiding saying ‘I’m an acting Whore!’
- Quote portion of a quiz... with one of the answers being Knock Out admiring Starscream’s finish in TFP.
- Richard Newman and I kept on running into each other... I am not even kidding, we kept on walking past each other throughout the weekend!
- Voice acting session where we had to re-enact a scene - our group did Peridot!Xaaron (me), bored as hell Prowl, Valley Girl Bumblebee, little kid Hot Rod, Aussie Optimus, and Ultra Magnus as Christopher Walken.
- 86 movie MST3K’ing... that was amazing.
- Unicron was going to be Ingestor? or Masticator?
- JRo’s response to me saying bad things about Getaway - ‘Good!’
- Confusing myself and Hayato Sakamoto, but I got his autograph and a cool sketch. :)
- Meeting @horns-and-heels and @facelessgunformer !
- LITTLE BABY ARCEE. HOLY SHIT.
- Jim Sorenson cosplaying as Billy
- ‘Cy-brexit?’
- ‘I can’t believe you fell for the accents! Guido’s not from Italy, he’s from Birmingham!’
- Nickel on Rollerskates!
- Getting ‘electrocuted’ by Kaon. :P
- Harley Quinn on stilts!
- As silence fell as Nick Roche spoke about Sins of the Wreckers, a single sentence filled the room... ‘YOU FUCKER!’
- Drift got his limbs pulled off, courtesy of Alex Milne.
- One guy forgot to bring a fan. His solution? Use the rotors on a DRONE instead!
It sounds scary
isn’t that the guy with the long white hair from final fantasy
no your thinking of sephiroth, a sephora is an angel belonging to the highest order of angels
No you’re thinking of a Seraph
A sephora is a second year college or high school student
No, you’re thinking of sophomore. A sephora is when you use your phone to take a picture of yourself.
no, you’re thinking of a selfie. a sephora is a calm breeze.
No, you’re thinking of a zephyr. A sephora is one of those Greek vases with the two handles and the pictures.
You’re thinking of an amphora. Sephora is the web browser you have to use on iOS devices.
You’re thinking of Safari. Sephora is an informal term for the seven-week period of counting the days between Pesach and Shavuot in the Jewish calendar.
You’re thinking of Sefiras. Sephora is a bright blue gemstone best known for combining with Ruby to create Garnet and lead the Crystal Gems, training Pokemon, and/or assisting Steel to fight against time’s intrusions into our realm.
No, you’re thinking of sapphire. Sephora is actually a part of a flower; it protects the flower in bud and supports the petals in bloom.
No, you’re thinking of sepal. Sephora is the wife of Moses, who lead the Israelites people out of Egypt.
No, you’re thinking of Tzipporah. Sephora was an ancient Greek poet who inspired a lot of lady-lovin’.
No, you’re thinking of Sappho.
Sephora is the youngest of the five Marx brothers.
You’re thinking of Zeppo. Sephora is the method of communicating from ship to ship via flags.
No, you’re thinking of Semaphore. Sephora is a make of car by Vauxhall. Or was it Opel?
((Some of the awesome cosplays I saw at TFNation, plus bonus Harley Quinn. :P
LC: @horns-and-heels
Kaon: @chaozrael
Human!Tailgate: @beescream
If you see yourself, please tell me and I will credit!))
((TFNation was soooo fun! Here are photos of me with Paul Eiding (Perceptor, G1) and Richard Newman (Rhinox, Beast Wars)! They were sooooo nice and Mr Newman kept on running into each other throughout the weekend! He thought it was a good thing that we were constantly doing that though. :P
Also, Mr Eiding signed my copy of the Covenant of Primus!))
Starscream leaned back in his throne, tapping his fingers against the top of the desk. He had sent word for a smuggler and they were to appear soon enough. Patience may have been a complicated thing for him, but it was necessary for now.
He would need all the help he could get.
After receiving the open comm for a smuggler, and replying to it, Runner scrubbed and polished his frame, making sure he was well fueled and subspace stocked with his frag juice.
He soon made his way to the throne room, and waited to be announced
Starscream looked down and saw that his datapad was flashing. Opening it, he was met with a camera feed showing the smuggler. “Send them in.” He declared, the doors to the throne room slowly swinging open.
His wings twitched and he carefully examined the smuggler as they approached.
Taking one step in, the purple smuggler bowed. “You called on my services, my Lord?” The small package he held, he placed on the desk, and opened it for Starscream to see. “A gift. A rare vintage of Cybertronian, pre war high-grade vintage.”
Starscream nodded. “Yes, I did. Runner, correct?” He asked with a small sigh. He reached forward and took the bottle of vintage, eyeing it appreciatively. He smiled faintly. “Thank you for the gift. I have a feeling that you’re already going to be a valuable asset to me.”
Runner smiled as he waited in a relaxed stance. “Rim Runner actually, but please call me Runn.” He paused as he shifed his stance, his bad hip giving him trouble, but he ignored the warning message on his hud.
“What can I do for you, my Lord?”
Starscream carefully placed the vintage high-grade back on the table. “I need more soldiers who are willing to help me.” He explained. “I especially need people willing to sneak into locations and take supplies for the cause. Things like energon, medicine, and weaponry are our main priorities right now. So, I need your services, Runn.”
"It's a thankless job, but somebody's got to do it." (Have fun with my shattered muse who can be not so nice with her medicine. There's a reason why she was called the red ripper on cybertron...)
Starscream’s wings trembled at the sight of the femme. “Look, whatever you’re planning, I want no part of it.” He sneered, trying to mask his unease. “So what if it’s a ‘job’, I will not be involved in whatever you have in mind.”
“Its the parts trade sir. And such a slender and beautifully shaped frame may just yield the perfect components…” She chuckled darkly.
“A glorified scavenger then?” Starscream hissed, although a prickle of fear crackled in his spark. There was no telling how she would go about her… profession. “I will offer you nothing from my frame. Go rob a grave instead, why don’t you? I’m sure you’ll find more parts that you actually deserve to touch.”
“I am no scavenger, mind you. But your parts are quite needed. They should fetch quite a sum in the parts trade.” She grinned, taking a step closer to the distressed seeker.
Starscream’s fear spiked through his spark. “You will never have anything from me!” He snarled, wings held high and tense in threat. “You’re not even worthy of the dust clinging to the bottom of my heels!”
Starscream leaned back in his throne, tapping his fingers against the top of the desk. He had sent word for a smuggler and they were to appear soon enough. Patience may have been a complicated thing for him, but it was necessary for now.
He would need all the help he could get.
After receiving the open comm for a smuggler, and replying to it, Runner scrubbed and polished his frame, making sure he was well fueled and subspace stocked with his frag juice.
He soon made his way to the throne room, and waited to be announced
Starscream looked down and saw that his datapad was flashing. Opening it, he was met with a camera feed showing the smuggler. “Send them in.” He declared, the doors to the throne room slowly swinging open.
His wings twitched and he carefully examined the smuggler as they approached.
Taking one step in, the purple smuggler bowed. “You called on my services, my Lord?” The small package he held, he placed on the desk, and opened it for Starscream to see. “A gift. A rare vintage of Cybertronian, pre war high-grade vintage.”
Starscream nodded. “Yes, I did. Runner, correct?” He asked with a small sigh. He reached forward and took the bottle of vintage, eyeing it appreciatively. He smiled faintly. “Thank you for the gift. I have a feeling that you’re already going to be a valuable asset to me.”
Starscream leaned back in his throne, tapping his fingers against the top of the desk. He had sent word for a smuggler and they were to appear soon enough. Patience may have been a complicated thing for him, but it was necessary for now.
He would need all the help he could get.
After receiving the open comm for a smuggler, and replying to it, Runner scrubbed and polished his frame, making sure he was well fueled and subspace stocked with his frag juice.
He soon made his way to the throne room, and waited to be announced
Starscream looked down and saw that his datapad was flashing. Opening it, he was met with a camera feed showing the smuggler. “Send them in.” He declared, the doors to the throne room slowly swinging open.
His wings twitched and he carefully examined the smuggler as they approached.
A light tap came from SS, as an injured Elise had found her old friend and gave him a weak smile. "Starscream. 'Sup?" She questioned. Her body was slightly hunched over and she was holding her rips. Her eye was also fading from it being blackened from the fight she got into.
Starscream glared at Elise, even though he was incredibly concerned. He knelt down to examine her injuries. “What did you do?” He questioned sharply. “Who or what did this?”
“That’s good then,” Elise awkwardly replied knowing how annoyed Starscream was with her injuries. Maybe she should have waited but he could have left again. “Okay…You want to know what happened didn’t you?”
Starscream nodded tersely. “I don’t like it when things are kept from me.” He said with a low growl. “So what happened?”
