|Hi guys, |
I'll be starting up a roleplay shortly, if your interested either note or post a comment of who you'd like to be in the rp you can use a canon and also your OC, also anyone using their OC's, please submit their bios to the group, so everuone can get to know the OC's historys and stats, before we start the roleplay.
Optimus Prime and my OFC Starlar.
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Caro Transmutata Metallo 37Caro Transmutata Metallo 37 by Foxbear
Caro Transmutata Metallo 37
A Transformers Prime Fanfiction
Glyph sat cross-legged in a corner of the science center recreation room perched atop something Tap Out had called a bean bag. Although the odd article of furniture had come from Earth as a gift to Ratchet from his sparkling Swift, it did not in fact contain any beans – Terran seeds belonging to the legume family – but was rather filled with carved wooden spheres. Glyph wondered if there had been an error in translation or if the guard had simply applied some idiom he had picked up during his travels. She shifted and enjoyed the odd sound and sensation of the beads rubbing against each other. The cushion was easily large enough to accommodate the old medic himself and was decadently luxurious to the little mini-bot. The rest of her colleagues cast tolerant and amused glances at the femme every time she changed positions, triggering the noisy rattle of the bag’s interior.
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