Alive to everyone’s fucking dismay apparently.

Am alive

Flump..

oH

I’m not cossy?

"I just like staring and smiling at pretty things~"

Shatter meanwhile was just off to the side, staring at the Femme with a smile~

wHICH ONE OF Y'ALL GALS WANTS TO PARTNER WITH SHATTER? She needs a girlfren ;-;

#TFRP

She gestured to a free seat at her table, feet still kicked up as she leaned back, balancing on the rear legs of the chair.

“I’ve been.. okay, mostly relaxing and sight seeing.”

Shatter proceeded to fiddle with an empty glass.

Aaanyone wanna plot or something? I am EXTREMELY! Bored.

#TFRP

The ex-con smiled and did a two finger 'hat flick' style of wave before leaning back into her bar chair.

Still alive~!

"I... would maybe find less powerful people to pick fights with, but that's just my opinion."

Shatter leaned on the bar top, crossing her arms as she continued to fiddle with her cup.

“Mhm.. took me a month to get the stench off my frame.”

Shatter shuddered ever so slightly, soon fiddling with her own drink. She didn’t seem to know what to do in this situation..

"I am sure B-127 told everyone about our... encounters... and when he dropped a human boat ontop of me. That is about when I decided this cause wasn't worth it."

The taller femme extended her own hand, gently grasping Arcee's.

"Shatter, it is a pleasure to meet you, Arcee. I've heard many stories about you."

"I don't blame you.. It was hard to leave some of my old friends, but they understood at least, most of them anyways. Big 'M' himself was less than thrilled, so I've been told."

Shatter groaned as she heaved her large self up and over to the bar proper, dropping herself onto one of the stools with a CLANG.

"Eh.. I turned in my badge years ago. Didn't believe in the cause anymore."

The ex-Con blinked her optics open before slowly focusing them onto the newcomer, frowning ever so slightly once she realized the shape Arcee was in, she had heard stories of the warrior during her old war days.

"..Put her drink on my tab, please."

Shatter was just casually relaxing in one of the many bars on Cybertron, feet kicked up onto the table as she quietly napped, her optics closed as she relaxed. Poor girl was just waiting for the next job, or someone to hang with..

#OpenRP #TFRP

The Phantom currently screaming by at Mach 2 simply kept on going, She did have an old Decepticon IFF tag at least, but she didn’t seem to be turning around, at least yet.

(P.S) This particular Shatter is about 30 feet tall, due to her alt mode being the same as Blitzwing.

Shatter has... tried to enjoy Earth food, it didn't go so well.

"I mean, I am the heir to the throne aren't I?"

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"This is my home now, You will NOT harm these people, my friends... my FAMILY!"

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