𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐒「 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗘 」
@bythematrix.bsky.social
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The Last 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄.【 # 】The 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍.
𝗮𝗱𝘂𝗹𝘁 writer \ idw²⁰⁰⁵
from the spark of 𝗶𝗻𝘇𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀
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The Last 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄.【 # 】The 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍.
𝗮𝗱𝘂𝗹𝘁 writer \ idw²⁰⁰⁵
from the spark of 𝗶𝗻𝘇𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀
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You still need to let me commission you, HELLO.....
You still need to let me commission you, HELLO.....
September 19, 2025 at 5:45 PM
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You still need to let me commission you, HELLO.....
You still need to let me commission you, HELLO.....
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“ I just assumed -—— ” He paused as he complied with the ex—seeker's demand. Leaving the bottle in its case and just outside the door.
He had to lower his head just to enter.
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“ I just assumed -—— ” He paused as he complied with the ex—seeker's demand. Leaving the bottle in its case and just outside the door.
He had to lower his head just to enter.
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September 16, 2025 at 1:29 AM
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“ I just assumed -—— ” He paused as he complied with the ex—seeker's demand. Leaving the bottle in its case and just outside the door.
He had to lower his head just to enter.
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“ I just assumed -—— ” He paused as he complied with the ex—seeker's demand. Leaving the bottle in its case and just outside the door.
He had to lower his head just to enter.
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Inside was an unopened bottle of 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵—grade energy. Its pink froth sloshing in the confines of the bottle within.
It looked rather pricey ... Truth be told, he'd been given it during his brief inspection of the Lost Light on its last berth.
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Inside was an unopened bottle of 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵—grade energy. Its pink froth sloshing in the confines of the bottle within.
It looked rather pricey ... Truth be told, he'd been given it during his brief inspection of the Lost Light on its last berth.
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September 16, 2025 at 1:10 AM
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Inside was an unopened bottle of 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵—grade energy. Its pink froth sloshing in the confines of the bottle within.
It looked rather pricey ... Truth be told, he'd been given it during his brief inspection of the Lost Light on its last berth.
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Inside was an unopened bottle of 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵—grade energy. Its pink froth sloshing in the confines of the bottle within.
It looked rather pricey ... Truth be told, he'd been given it during his brief inspection of the Lost Light on its last berth.
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His militaristic mindset his dulled his cordial attitude, but he was not so ignorant to 𝗻𝗼𝘁 offer an apologetic bow of his head.
“ Windblade told me where I might find you. ” The item in his possession had become all the more apparent.
A glass case.
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His militaristic mindset his dulled his cordial attitude, but he was not so ignorant to 𝗻𝗼𝘁 offer an apologetic bow of his head.
“ Windblade told me where I might find you. ” The item in his possession had become all the more apparent.
A glass case.
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September 16, 2025 at 1:10 AM
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His militaristic mindset his dulled his cordial attitude, but he was not so ignorant to 𝗻𝗼𝘁 offer an apologetic bow of his head.
“ Windblade told me where I might find you. ” The item in his possession had become all the more apparent.
A glass case.
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His militaristic mindset his dulled his cordial attitude, but he was not so ignorant to 𝗻𝗼𝘁 offer an apologetic bow of his head.
“ Windblade told me where I might find you. ” The item in his possession had become all the more apparent.
A glass case.
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“ Starscream. ” Prime gave a simple nod, his cobalt hand resting on the door frame.
He wouldn't mention it. But those minute differences were like night and day. Another body conversion? How many could one bot get and still not be satisfied...
He breathed a heavy sigh.
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“ Starscream. ” Prime gave a simple nod, his cobalt hand resting on the door frame.
He wouldn't mention it. But those minute differences were like night and day. Another body conversion? How many could one bot get and still not be satisfied...
He breathed a heavy sigh.
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September 16, 2025 at 12:57 AM
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“ Starscream. ” Prime gave a simple nod, his cobalt hand resting on the door frame.
He wouldn't mention it. But those minute differences were like night and day. Another body conversion? How many could one bot get and still not be satisfied...
He breathed a heavy sigh.
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“ Starscream. ” Prime gave a simple nod, his cobalt hand resting on the door frame.
He wouldn't mention it. But those minute differences were like night and day. Another body conversion? How many could one bot get and still not be satisfied...
He breathed a heavy sigh.
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Actual drama
September 16, 2025 at 12:53 AM
Actual drama
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OHHH I KNOW HE WPULD BE PISSED IF HE FOUND OUT PRIME AMD WINDBLADE DID THE SAME THING
OHHH I KNOW HE WPULD BE PISSED IF HE FOUND OUT PRIME AMD WINDBLADE DID THE SAME THING
September 16, 2025 at 12:52 AM
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OHHH I KNOW HE WPULD BE PISSED IF HE FOUND OUT PRIME AMD WINDBLADE DID THE SAME THING
OHHH I KNOW HE WPULD BE PISSED IF HE FOUND OUT PRIME AMD WINDBLADE DID THE SAME THING
Wellness check.
September 16, 2025 at 12:44 AM
Wellness check.
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“ Starscream! Is this a bad time? ” He asked the door in a calm, yet loud tone.
“ ... is this.. the right address? ”
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“ Starscream! Is this a bad time? ” He asked the door in a calm, yet loud tone.
“ ... is this.. the right address? ”
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September 16, 2025 at 12:40 AM
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“ Starscream! Is this a bad time? ” He asked the door in a calm, yet loud tone.
“ ... is this.. the right address? ”
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“ Starscream! Is this a bad time? ” He asked the door in a calm, yet loud tone.
“ ... is this.. the right address? ”
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The Prime came to the door with heavy steps, holding something obscure beneath his non—dominant arm. Pressing his index to the silent indicator .. Something akin to the Cybertronian equivalent of a doorbell.
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The Prime came to the door with heavy steps, holding something obscure beneath his non—dominant arm. Pressing his index to the silent indicator .. Something akin to the Cybertronian equivalent of a doorbell.
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September 16, 2025 at 12:08 AM
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The Prime came to the door with heavy steps, holding something obscure beneath his non—dominant arm. Pressing his index to the silent indicator .. Something akin to the Cybertronian equivalent of a doorbell.
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The Prime came to the door with heavy steps, holding something obscure beneath his non—dominant arm. Pressing his index to the silent indicator .. Something akin to the Cybertronian equivalent of a doorbell.
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