I HAVE MOVED TO @soldierofiacon.bsky.social

OK I can't actually delete this account

But it IS dead

and I am removing it from my list of accessible accounts

This account will be deleted today, most likely around 12pm my time, which is in an hour and a half.

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"Makes a nice change, eh?"

She hums, sitting back a bit.

"Still get the nightmares but... it's a little less often now. Been talking to a Therapist"

She hugs back, chuckling.

"Feel like I haven't seen you in a while. I was doing a lot of working on myself."

@stupidpredacon.bsky.social

Arcee carefully places a party hat on Wasp's head, chuckling.

"There, merry christmas, my old friend!"

"Prank huh? Hm."

She thinks, then chuckles.

"Alright, well I won't say a word! Just don't hurt anyone, alright?"

"That's right. Lovely girl."

She pats Axel gently on the head.

"Now, where are we heading?"

"A friend."

She smiles, thinking.

"Well, guess you can't remember, huh? I'm sorry. I'm Arcee, I've got a daughter. She's older than you."

She hesitates a little, kneeling down.

"Someone as young as you must have been forged with a mixed spark, right? You don't know who made your spark?"

She frowns.

"I know someone called Rainstorm, has a similar paint job to you but... I guess that could be nothing."

She hums a little, following along. As she goes she looks the bot over curiously, she seems somewhat familiar.

"Who are your parents? You look a little bit like..."

"I can never tell if you hate me or love me."

She hums, laying back on the grass a little.

"Then again, it's hard to trust."

"Hm."

She thinks a moment, before nodding.

"Okay well, the journey is safer with a friend, right? You show me the way, I'll walk with you!"

"What, because I'm a space alien, I can't enjoy cultural celebration?"

She smirks, chuckling.

"Been here since the 70's, remember?"

She can relate to that.

"Merry Christmas!"

Raising a glass of Engex

"Huh?"

She frowns, looking down at the sparkling, tilting her head.

"Hey there, you ok? You lose your parents, little one?"

I'm home from christmas holidays. New year, New Arcee. Darker themes are still present, but I'm going to be a lot better at managing it and taking breaks, as well as knowing my limits.

"Uh... sure, hun. Merry Christmas."

Cue a quick peck on her cheek

"Arcee is Online!"

She slept well today, no nightmares at all... She seems happier too!

||I'm alright, promise! It was just a low day for me, and I need to distance myself from doomed content I think. It's just my nature, I always see the best in people.