A lot of things have happened. And, apparently, i miss these days.

There will be changes but im contemplating coming back, and making this an individual account, and run it how i want

Open Letter To the Moderator Team and the Players of The Transformers Animated Bluesky Role-Playing Game: After significant thought and repeated attempts to address our concerns privately, we have made the decis...

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Archived.

Personally, i only kept this account up because of the connections and personal aspects, not for the love of the character, but as of now i have no true reason to actually keep this account going.

So, unless i am contacted by someone who would prefer to take this account over, it is officially

[ooc]

This blog will no longer be active. It will be archived, or switched to another person if another person wants it, but with everything that has happened within the transformers roleplay server, In good conscience, i cannot continue this account.

<goodjobwheelie>

There-are-many-regular-cybertronian-dialects-as-well,-it-is-similar-to-how-your-americas-work.

Different-places-have-different-accents.-this-applies-to-the-colonies-and-in-cybeertron-cities-as-well.-new-languages-in-the-planet-arent-common-but-accents-and-dialects-are.

people while also revealing a new streak of paint along the side of his helm.

[It is Purple.]

[It matches longarms.]

"like-you-are-fast-enough-to-stop-me-sir." [He smirks, flashing his denta, and laughing,] "which-I-/highly/-doubt."

[Cocky, and confident, he does attempt to slow down-- as much as someone like him can-- walking backwards at some point, lithe frame managing to just slide off of other-

pay-chip to his digits instead of his wrist compartment.]

Conjuxed-pair-run-the-establishment-with-their-mentees-and-sparklings.-It-is-still-my-favorite-place-despite-the-intellegance-units-relocation-demands."

[He talks and talks about his past, pointing and distracting Longarm while his he moves his-

"I-cannot-let-you-pay-for-me-on-/my/-home-planet-Longarm." [Theres something new in his optics.]

"But-i-digress,-if-you-won't-pick-a-place-i-will-take-you-somewhere-i-grew-up.-it-is-much-closer-to-the-center,-and-has-all-sorts-of-foods." [He starts to pull Longarm with more purpose.]

"An-old-

Or-are-just-closed-most-holidays.-would-you-like-to-try-some?-if-sweets-arent-your-favorite-theres-all-sorts-of-food-stalls-my-treat-of-course."

[Hes smiling so widely at his prime, as pinks and other hues fly past them.]

[hand in hand blur starts to help longarm slip through the crowd. Talking to whoever wanted to talk in casual velocitronian, pointing a few stalls out to Longarm that he used to visit all the time with old friends before becoming an elite guardsman.]

"Most-shops-down-this-street-sell-sweets-

the looks of other velocitronians and cybertronians, peering at them like sparklings, giggling behind servos.]

He really tried to deny that one, but the giver was /insistent/, putting it on themselves...]

"I-I-think-having-a-point-of-connection-would-be-useful-so-we-dont-seperate-and-get-lost-in-the-crowds."

[blur holds his servo out, inviting longarm to hold. He doesn't notice

"that-is-good-to-hear,-since-currently-there-are-many-things-going-on," [He chuckles, half of his frame covered in more pink than ever before, with a few symbols and words inscribed on his plating, and even a bracelet or two of his own.

What's insisted with gratitude.]

"Everything-is-so-lively-right-now,-but-I-know-of-routes-that-are-much-quieter-to-the-city-center-if-you'd-prefer-it?"

[people were dancing and spinning, spilling from corners, pairs and trines intricately moving past one another.]

"We-would-be-there-much-faster-if-it-wasn't-for-the-festivities." [He jokes, even as a few passerby's attempt to offer them both symbols of connection and existence.]

[He simply takes-

"about?"

[Blur didn't really care much, the conjux season was not a thing he participated in at all despite the platonic side of the holiday, he was simply so so glad to be home.]

[And surely Longarm had a different surprise than a /romance/ based outing]

"How-far-are-we-from-the-festival-you-are-talking-"

[If you couldn't tell.]

practically shining in his optics,]

"I-wouldn't-not-for-the-world-the-galaxy-or-even-the-universe-I-am-so-so-grateful-for-this-sir-you-have-no-idea-thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou-"

[Clamping his servos together in gratitude he thanks longarm for the fiftieth time. Terribly excited.]

[blur couldn't sit still. As much as that was the norm, it was even worse here. Trying to be polite and contain his excitement to a reasonable degree was not easy as he walked circles around Longarm, looking around at familiar buildings and streets recalling his favorite memories with his spark-

[he assumes that there must be more, but already this is amazing.]

[for once, the bot was speechless, trying again and again to find words that made more sense than meaningless stutters.]

[He froze, still, intake agape and in awe as a hole in his spark starts to fill, shrinking bit by bit the closer they get to the planet.]

"Is-is-are-you-i-dont...-thank-you."

Waves his hands, a bit of sarcasm laid onto his words as an attempt at a Joke, just to see how far "off the book" this truly was.]

[even so, it still seemed too long for Blur, as he bounces his pede up and down while messing with his digits that have a few decent scrapes, and small fibers stuffed between his platings he enjoys picking out.]

"May-I-ask-where-exactly-we-are-going-or-is-that-still-technically-confidential?" [He-

As-much-as-I-am-indesposed-at-the-moment,-I-have-left-something-for-him-within-my-ship-that-I-saddely-havent-been-able-to-give-to-him-just-yet-since-I-only-recently-learned-about-this-holiday.

Its-a-multitude-of-things.

Enjoy-yourself-as-well." [The wheels on his shoulders spin a little in gratitude, as he gives a small smile towards his prime.]

"for-me-just-for-me?" [Hes slightly concerned about that. Funds of any kind should be used for things one might need for themselves, or whoever they are taking care of, not on another person's morale!]

[But he won't be rude.]

"Thank-you,-s-longarm.-this-is-very-much-appreciated-and-I-hope-you-