Brainstorm's Beloved Briefcase
x-; Brainstorm. My favorite genius. I have a question for you about the little monster you've gifted me. ;-x
badspeeder

::Ask away.::

::Hey, Brainy? Is it cool if I ask ya somethin' that's apparently kinda rough subject?::
maverickofmayhem

maverickofmayhem:

brainstormsbelovedbriefcase:

::I’m certain I’ll know the answer. Go ahead.::

::Cool. So at last night’s movie, th’ term ‘cold-constructed’ got brought up. I asked Magnus, an’ he told me it was how some newbuilds were made, but also might not be that cool? An’ that I should ask a medic for more info, but you’re way smarter than a medic so I thought t’ ask you instead.::

::There are two types of spark creation. The first and traditional is sparks harvested from hot-spots, which are called forged. The second were split-sparks, fractured off another cybertronian spark and called constructed cold. The method of creating the new sparks was kept secret, mainly because they were lying. Constructed colds are sparks pulled directly from the matrix.

::There was, and still is, a lot of prejudice, as their method of creation is supposedly inferior. The kill-switch, a mass murder device to put me to shame, was created by former Chief Justice Tyrest to snuff all constructed colds. It was almost successful, but Rodimus sacrificed the matrix to stop it. While most mechs who were effected survived, did out a lot of us keeping it secret.::

::It’s a sensitive subject, and is up there  with asking a mech what their altmode is as far as taboo.::

::Hey, Brainy? Is it cool if I ask ya somethin' that's apparently kinda rough subject?::
maverickofmayhem

::I’m certain I’ll know the answer. Go ahead.::

((Holy crap. Jut read 33, and my mind is blown. So many new possibilities for my muse, and I can’t decide which ones to settle on. I feel like the next issue will be much more enlightening to that end, but still bursting with excitement.

((Spoiler under the cut. This bit is bugging me beyond words though.

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New Guy in the Lab (Brainstormsbelovedbriefcase)

guileless-second:

 

"Xenobiology. With some Engineering skills."

[It was surprising how few mech wanted to be into such a subject. He’d always found it amazing…And not to mention, the potential usage for future transformations…]

Zeno biology? Organics then. Hmph. Brainstorm wasn’t a big fan of most organics, but he supposed there were a few interesting species. 

"I’m an engineer, formerly specializing in non-conventional weaponry and mnemetics, now focusing on alternative energy."

New Guy in the Lab (Brainstormsbelovedbriefcase)

guileless-second:

brainstormsbelovedbriefcase:

guileless-second:

 

"Excuse me!"

[He walked over, careful where he was treading. After all, this place was new to him, he didn’t want to step on anything…or worse, trip over anything.]

"You’re Brainstorm, correct? I’m supposed to be moving into these labs…I’m Starscream, and um, perhaps you could point me to where the habesuites are?"

Brainstorm raised a supra optic ridge at the new comer, silently amused at the overly delicate steps. He sipped at his cube with a straw that went through a slit in the side of his mask.

"Yup, I’m Brainstorm." Lab, a scientist then, not an engineer like him, "What labs are you supposed to be moving into? Hab-suites are usually attached to them."

[He had to admit, this guy kind of intimidated him. He wasn’t entirely sure why. Perhaps it was just because of all that he’d heard about from everyone else?]

"I see…well, I was supposed to move into lab block 0096? That’s what I was told…and that’s what this keycode’s for, according to to Shockwave…"

Was that hesitation? How long had this mech been on the ship, and he already learned of his carefully cultivated reputation? Irrelevant. His reputation kept mechs out of his workshop, and that decreased a lot of the hazards in his work. 

"96 is down the hall to the left, right before the supply closet. The hab-suite is across from it." he saved the report he was working on, "What’s your field of study?"

New Guy in the Lab (Brainstormsbelovedbriefcase)

guileless-second:

 

"Excuse me!"

[He walked over, careful where he was treading. After all, this place was new to him, he didn’t want to step on anything…or worse, trip over anything.]

"You’re Brainstorm, correct? I’m supposed to be moving into these labs…I’m Starscream, and um, perhaps you could point me to where the habesuites are?"

Brainstorm raised a supra optic ridge at the new comer, silently amused at the overly delicate steps. He sipped at his cube with a straw that went through a slit in the side of his mask.

"Yup, I’m Brainstorm." Lab, a scientist then, not an engineer like him, "What labs are you supposed to be moving into? Hab-suites are usually attached to them."

Hurt my muse! See how they react!

✚: Stab in the back with a knife.
♕: A kick in a very sensitive area.
✿: Insult them as a person. (Insert specific insult as needed.)
♠: Punch/slap to the face.
♆: Strangle them.
ϡ: Give a gash that will leave a scar.
ღ: Emotionally scar them for life.
†: Nail them to a structure with any sharp implements.
✄: Break off a relationship.
☂: Shove them into a body of water.
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maverickofmayhem

((7. Our muses are destined to be each others first heartbreaks.))

Sometimes, things just don’t work out. That’s what Brainstorm told himself when he learned Chromedome erased their relationship, and the time before with a shuttle who’s name was lost to him. Yet, while he told himself that again, as the neon shrunk to a speck above him(not quite fading though), it didn’t seem to help as much. 

Different factions and ‘verses, every interaction seemed more complicated with his introduction to what was beyond his little dimensional corner of existence. His idea of reality, of his place in it, and of himself was changing. Maybe it was just a bad time for a relationship? Yeah, that’s all.  He signaled the anomaly, recalling himself to the research deck, returning to his workshop, and the comfort he found in his projects.

Leave “Red String of Fate” in my askbox.

sideblogofserenity:

I’ll generate a number from 1-77 (YES SEVENTY SEVEN OPTIONS!) to see what is in our muses’ destinies, then I’ll write some drabble based on the number generated.

NOTE: This meme was originally posted by frommemetoyou, which has since deleted, breaking the read more. Further notes on that at the end of the read more.

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