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𝚃𝙾 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄. 𝚃𝙾 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄. 𝚃𝙾 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇.
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"I can hear... something.." (@inspectionem )
｡° ᅳ 【 @inspectionem 】
Charlie stops in her tracks, immediately setting every sense on high alert. She knew they were already supposed to be careful as it was, but it wasn't like either of them had expected any real trouble after everything being quiet for so long. She almost holds her breath in an attempt to try and hear out whatever Red Alert was whispering to her about. Brows furrow, hazel hues lifted up to the other.
❝ .. I don't hear anything.. ❞
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"If you trust me, I'll protect you." // you know who it's from c;
｡° ᅳ 【 @autoalign 】
Oh.. It does make her heart sing to hear him reassure her so insistently. Brows knit up ever so gently, lips parting as she takes a breath. If Charlie could physically take her heart out of her chest and hand it to Bumblebee to keep, she would. Her heart, her whole life. Every bit of her. She trusts him, she does. Still, she worries... Of course she worries.
❝ Bee, I don't think I've ever trusted anyone in my entire life as much as I trust you... but, ❞ she shakes her head ever so softly. Her hands raise from her sides, immediately seeking out his servos with a delicate touch. Desperate, almost. ❝ I'm not worried about me. I know you'll protect me. I want you to be safe, too, Bee.. ❞ The last thing she ever wanted was for him to get hurt, least of all on her behalf.
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Hello! You know Bumblebee?
｡° ᅳ 【 @littlc-bird 】
❝ I do, yeah! -I'm Charlie. It's nice to meet you! ❞ She holds out a hand to shake as she introduces herself, clearly not deterred at all by the different sizes of digits.
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“He’s well dressed, not funny.”
｡° ᅳ 【 @dancerhythm 】
❝ And who said he couldn't be both? ❞ Honestly, what was more amusing to Charlie and what kept her smile plastered along her lips had been Jazz's vehement indifference. A loose giggle escapes her, turning to nudge his ped with her elbow. ❝ Since when were you a debby downer, huh? ❞
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“ It’s been a long hard road without you by my side. ” // from beebee ...
God, Charlie hardly wanted to think about the time that's passed since they finally got to reunite. Things had been a little rough at home even despite the better bonds built between her and her family. She'd started working twice as much, taking up a shift at Uncle Hank's until it was enough to quit the stupid Hot Dog on a Stick gig. Countless hours of wondering where he was, if he was alright, if he was with the others he was looking for. Wondering what they'd be doing if she would've just went with him to begin with ( because she never could've asked him to stay ). A gentle sigh and she rolls her cheek lightly against Bumblebee's jaw hinge, relaxing a little more into his frame as they took these small moments to rest.
❝ I'm never gon'a be gone that long again, Bee.. I promise.. ❞ In fact, she'd never be gone again if she could help it at all. Lashes flutter open and Charlie leans a little, dropping her head into his shoulder pauldron so she could see his optics. ❝ .. I'm glad I get to stay with you now. ❞
I don't know what I'd do if I didn't get to be with you.
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hiii feeling a lil bleh because of family things coming up so i'll be here a tiny bit for some memes and lurking! hope you're all well!
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Apocalypta
"Stay back! This is my territory!"
"We need to find water."
"There's food here."
"Do you have a weapon?"
"We have to stay smart."
"I'm just exhausted."
"We should find somewhere to rest."
"You can't eat that, we have to ration it!"
"Don't trust the water."
"You can't stay here."
"There's gunshots."
"I can hear... something..."
"The ground is shaking."
"What was that?!"
"It smells like rot."
"Keep quiet and still."
"Don't move!"
"It tracks movement."
"Why did we let this happen?"
"I should've stopped this."
"I know how to fix it."
"If you trust me, I'll protect you."
"Why are we here..?"
"It feels like the suffering is endless."
"Through everything that happened, all the death and pain and fear, I'm just ... glad I met you."
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Bad Injury
"I can't feel my legs."
"My hands are all tingly."
"My head's swimming."
"I can't st- stand up -"
"Whoa, um... help..?"
"I'm fine, I'm - I'm fine -"
"S'like my legs aren't there..."
"It should hurt, right?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"Mouth tastes like iron..."
"Ohhh that's a lotta blood..."
"Wheeeee..."
"I should- I shouldn't be able to see that, should I?"
"I can't breathe -"
"Ow please ow ow please fuck ow -"
"I've got you."
"Oh that's really bad."
"Wait, don't move!"
"I'm going to get help."
"Hold onto me."
"Yeah, that should definitely hurt."
"Shit, that's blood."
"Did you just cough up blood?"
"Hold onto me, I don't care if you mess up my shirt -"
"I think he broke something."
"Don't! Move!!"
"That's bone. That - that's bone. Okay."
"I'm gonna pass out and I know that's rude because you're hurt but I can't do this."
"I'm bad with blood."
"I don't know how to fix this!"
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random misc dialogue … sentence starters
tw: mentions of rejection, death
“You sound like my dad.”
“Are you hurt or are you scared?”
“He looked like a Gilligan’s Island extra.”
“You might be a doofus, but you’re my doofus.”
“I’ve never been more afraid of anything in my life.”
“Are you trying to creep me out? ‘Cause its working.”
“He gave me flowers… and I panicked and ate them.”
“How many chocolate truffles does it take to kill a man?”
“Don’t talk to me like that. Don’t ever talk to me like that.”
“You’ve given me too much power and I am already corrupted.”
“I just want to be every animal’s friend, is that too much to ask?”
“There’s a lot going on here. More than I can deal with. I’m sorry.”
“I mean, I was only legally dead for a couple minutes. No big deal.”
“I don’t think there’s any way we’re getting out of this in one piece…”
“I think I was born in the wrong era… I mean, I was meant for hunting mammoths.”
“Our course tonight includes a PB&J… because it’s all I know how to make, enjoy.”
“Are you finally ready to talk? Or are you going to keep throwing temper tantrums?”
“There was absolutely nothing I said that should’ve made you think I approved this.”
“In all seriousness, do you want to get married so we can claim more on our taxes?”
“When did I get elected Resident Mom Friend? I don’t remember putting forward my candidacy.”
“Maybe you should worry less about what others think of you… and more about what you think of yourself.”
“I didn’t think anyone could ever make me fall in love… and I was right, they still haven’t. You give yourself too much credit.”
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📷 source: Wax Trax! Records (FB)
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ind. CHARLIE WATSON
of BUMBLEBEE (2018)
est. 6 / 5 / 18
brought back to life by:
jaqi
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happy munday, have the duality of man.
#﹙ ooc. ﹚♪#wtf i dont have a mun tag lmao whoops#﹙ mobile. ﹚♪#its either grease goblin or violent girlypop hello
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Autobot. The emphasize he gives the term has Charlie committing it to memory, nodding as he explains the trouble she's narrowly gotten them out of. She's about to give her own little sigh of relief and deflate at the shoulders until Fixit's started to piece together her little breadcrumb trail. Sheepishly, she shrinks a little into herself, brows raised as she tries ( fast! ) to find a way to explain herself.
❝ He's- He seems really nice.. He's been really nice all night! ❞ Charlie sits down more squarely in front of Fixit now, both to give him her full attention and because she's sure her family won't come snooping to her room if they hear a little chatter. ❝ He can't really talk... but he can communicate really well... -Why don't you go and see him for yourself tomorrow afternoon? ❞ It's clear Charlie is more hopeful of Fixit's approval of their new guest in the hopeful look she gives him. After all, he's been so much help, he's looked out for her, and at this point, has practically been her only friend for a while. She'd trust his judgement if he took a look at Bumblebee and decided he was trouble.
❝ I don't work tomorrow. When everyone's out of the house, we can try talking to him, together... -Is that.. okay? ❞
'A face. Square'.
The fact he seems to sort of deflate in relief as he releases her arm is enough to say at least whatever concerns ailed him about this new found 'friend', they weren't it.
"Well thank Solas Prime! If you had found and clearly patched up a Decepticon from the oil on your hands, we would have been in big trouble and you might have just gotten your entire family squished. Thankfully, whoever you found is an Autobot, one of the good guys in this light-KZZT-might-KZZT-fight." He chatters happily, leaning to the side to follow her glance at the door to leave her room, back down to her oiled hands, and back to the door.
"... Please don't tell me they are in the garage" Looks like it is his turn for little grabbers to interlace and creak faintly in wrung servos.
"Paint colours and alt modes are actually very unhelpful given that normal Cybertronian's can change their alt mode and thus colouration in seconds. Yellow beetle could be anyone!
...
Also being stuck on the Alcamor pretty much since the war get go means that my knowledge is far more versed in the Decepticon's as I have a manifest as a warden in case we run into anyone who High Command would like contained ASAP ... So, I am rather out of the loop"
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