prestigewarrior

sabrethepirate asked:

"So you were a senator too, huh?"

prestigewarrior answered:

Sheath gave a nod and looked to the other, “Yes, but the war striped me of that title. I take it that you were also one.”

prestigewarrior:

sabrethepirate:

prestigewarrior:

sabrethepirate:

"Oh, yes. I was nearly assassinated and was put into this frame, but I was still a senator, for sure."

“Got to love those assassination attempts, once I had a mech try that by plunging a dagger into my back but the blade wasn’t long enough to reach my spark. Another time I took a bullet for Prime when someone tried to assassinate him and that put me in and out of stasis for a while. ” His holden optics went wide, “Put in a new frame? Was you old kne damaged that bad?”
“I was knocked out and tossed in a trash compacter. Surprised my spark chamber was even intact. I got them back though. Every one of them.”
He cringed at that thought and his winglets prickled up, “For Primus sake, no wonder you had to be placed in a new frame. I killed the one that stabbed me but not the one that tried to get Prime.”

"Getting ground up hurts, but after a while, the pain stops.It wasn’t too bad. Ah, forgive me, I failed to introduce myself, My name is Sabre, though I went by Romanax during my terms in Senate. And you are?"

agentofabandon

agentofabandon asked:

:: Uh.. you still up for that race?::

sabrethepirate answered:

::Oy, Tailgunner! Been a while, hmm? And yes, I’d love to.::

agentofabandon:

sabrethepirate:

Sabre noticed Tailgunner’s left hook, but too late to react, as the fist connected at Sabre’s jaw. He reeled back a bit, almost spilling the highgrade in the process. He finished off his cube and dropped it aside. He himself scoffed. “Well, you’re damn right, conversation was getting bad anyways.” he said as he reared back and tossed his fist at Tailgunner’s helm.

Sabre’s blow connected to Tailgunner’s upper helm and proved potent enough to send him reeling backwards a few feet, excess energon leaking outward from the impact point as he slowly wiped the glowing fuschia liquid away from his optics.

"That…that all ya got? ‘Cause I’m not reeeally feeling that whole millennia of pirating…thing.” Tailgunner’s lipplates curved into a sloppy smile as he taunted the other, pedes angling themselves to close the distance between the two once more as he threw his weight into his left shoulder and maneuvered himself in an attempt to deliver another offensive blow towards the pirate.

Sabre dodged the majority of the blow, only grazed by it in the shoulder. He recalculated himself and sneered.

"I’m taking it easy on you, Taily. I haven’t pulled out my sword yet or anything" he chuckled, backing up to kick upwards with a pede.

prestigewarrior

sabrethepirate asked:

"So you were a senator too, huh?"

prestigewarrior answered:

Sheath gave a nod and looked to the other, “Yes, but the war striped me of that title. I take it that you were also one.”

prestigewarrior:

sabrethepirate:

"Oh, yes. I was nearly assassinated and was put into this frame, but I was still a senator, for sure."

“Got to love those assassination attempts, once I had a mech try that by plunging a dagger into my back but the blade wasn’t long enough to reach my spark. Another time I took a bullet for Prime when someone tried to assassinate him and that put me in and out of stasis for a while. ” His holden optics went wide, “Put in a new frame? Was you old kne damaged that bad?”
“I was knocked out and tossed in a trash compacter. Surprised my spark chamber was even intact. I got them back though. Every one of them.”
newcrystalcitysteel

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Anonymous asked:

42 and 60

42. Are you a good judge of character?

To an extent, and that is an extent I am unwilling to discern.

60. Do you talk to yourself?

Naw man I got *draws faces on fingers* ten people to talk to right now!