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WE'RE MOVING, TEMP EMAIL NONSENSE, IT HAS BEEN RESOLVED BUT THIS WAS THE ONLY WAY!
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January 1, 2025 at 1:02 PM
OK I can't actually delete this account

But it IS dead

and I am removing it from my list of accessible accounts
January 1, 2025 at 1:02 PM
This account will be deleted today, most likely around 12pm my time, which is in an hour and a half.

PLEASE

Follow @soldierofiacon.bsky.social so you don't miss anything!
January 1, 2025 at 10:38 AM
THIS ACCOUNT WILL BE DELETED TOMORROW

PLEASE FOLLOW MY NEW ACCOUNT

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December 31, 2024 at 9:00 PM
Reposted by MOVED TO @SoldierOfIacon
THIS ACCOUNT WILL BE DEACTIVATED ON THE 1ST OF JANUARY

PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD THAT I HAVE MOVED TO @soldierofiacon.bsky.social !!!
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December 29, 2024 at 7:42 PM
THIS ACCOUNT WILL BE DEACTIVATED ON THE 1ST OF JANUARY

PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD THAT I HAVE MOVED TO @soldierofiacon.bsky.social !!!
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December 29, 2024 at 7:42 PM
PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD THAT I HAVE MOVED ACCOUNTS, I DON'T WANNA LOSE ANYONE!!!
December 26, 2024 at 11:35 PM
NEW ACCOUNT IS @soldierofiacon.bsky.social

PLEASE FOLLOW THAT, THIS ACCOUNT WILL BE DELETED IN A FEW DAYS!!!
December 26, 2024 at 11:27 PM
I AM MIGRATING TO A NEW ACCOUNT DUE TO BULLSHIT FROM A TEMP EMAIL

PLEASE WATCH THIS SPACE FOR A NEW @
December 26, 2024 at 11:18 PM
"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"
"True! Wazzzpinator buzzy in Cybertron but at leazzt izz back in one piece!"
She hugs back, chuckling.

"Feel like I haven't seen you in a while. I was doing a lot of working on myself."
December 26, 2024 at 7:02 PM
She hugs back, chuckling.

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

Look at the hat and back to her smiling

"Cool! Merry chrizztmazz to you to Arcee!"

Hugs her
@stupidpredacon.bsky.social

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

"There, merry christmas, my old friend!"
December 26, 2024 at 3:57 PM
@stupidpredacon.bsky.social

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

"There, merry christmas, my old friend!"
December 26, 2024 at 3:32 PM
"Prank huh? Hm."

She thinks, then chuckles.

"Alright, well I won't say a word! Just don't hurt anyone, alright?"
[ Axel seemed to like the headpat to the head, and they smiled ]

"We going.. to that room!"

[The Recreational Room..? How oddly specific ]

"I wanna meet other bots there.. but me wanna prank some for fun!"
"That's right. Lovely girl."

She pats Axel gently on the head.

"Now, where are we heading?"
December 26, 2024 at 3:25 PM
"That's right. Lovely girl."

She pats Axel gently on the head.

"Now, where are we heading?"
[ She seemed to understand now and nodded ]

"Me Axel-5..! Nice to meet you, miss Arcee! A daughter.. older than me?"

[ She was so polite! ]
"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."
December 26, 2024 at 2:58 PM
"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."
"Mixed spark... me am forged with mixed spark, but Axel not know who made me."

[ She says as she tries to think and remember, but then pouts. ]

"Me.. have similar paint job to... Rainstorm? Who that?"

[ She asked so curiously ]
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."
December 26, 2024 at 2:40 PM
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."
"What are parents...?"

[ She looked up to the bot who looked over at the sparkling with curiosity, and the little one tilts their head to the side. ]

"Little bit like what...?"
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..."
December 26, 2024 at 2:23 PM
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..."
"Oh okie..!"

[ She seemed to look around for a moment as they walked about and was accompanied by the adult transformer. ]

[ It seems this sparkling was headed to go and do a little bit of a harmless water bucket prank, on whomever walks out the door ]
December 26, 2024 at 2:00 PM
"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."
"No, I get that, I just--" He held up a finger, knocking back a swig before gritting his teeth.

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

She smirks, chuckling.

"Been here since the 70's, remember?"
December 26, 2024 at 1:59 PM
"What, because I'm a space alien, I can't enjoy cultural celebration?"

She smirks, chuckling.

"Been here since the 70's, remember?"
Raising his flask of whiskey.

"Merry Chri--Wait, you celebrate it?"
She can relate to that.

"Merry Christmas!"

Raising a glass of Engex
December 26, 2024 at 1:46 PM
She can relate to that.

"Merry Christmas!"

Raising a glass of Engex
December 26, 2024 at 1:41 PM
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.
December 26, 2024 at 1:05 PM