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5 yrs ago
Current Oh yeah. It's soup time again.
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6 yrs ago
Soup Time. A Year Later.
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7 yrs ago
Soup time.
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7 yrs ago
I am currently sick and putting all of my energy into work, please forgive me if I don’t respond right away or forget things!
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7 yrs ago
Sometimes... it is

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Normally unavailable between 3pm-9pm, always welcoming RP ideas, large groups, small groups, 1x1s, you name it!

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@rocketrobie2Yeah, she tall.
@Raijinslayerthanks for the reminder
Both of the new gems paused, looking at Bloodstone as he spoke to them. Carnelian's words were distant. Even the kitten that had tried to get Hessonite's attention was ignored in favor of the thoughts of Bloodtone. They could hardly head what she was saying, but they finally registered her words once Bloodstone left the group. Whatever was happening around them, they weren't quite sure, but they did know that a high ranking Homeworld gem was just in front of them. They knew who he was, and what he was doing, but they did not act fast enough to stop him from leaving.

Hessonite pulled Pyrite along to the other gems. They didn't recognize Aquamarine, but she seemed to have knowledge that the others didn't possess. Her appearance didn't seem Homeworld, but that wasn't going to stop Hessonite from approaching them.
"Hi!" Hess chirped. "Was that Bloodstone?"
"Stop!" Pyrite tried to pull in the other direction. "They don't need to know our business! We can just try and go after him, no middle gem!"
There's no real scaling for giant robots, but Prism has amazonian height and build, so whatever the equivalent to that is, she is.
In Overtale 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


"You... You've met them, haven't you...?"

Headcannon: ASGORE knows all too well about the power of the Tems and their armor, which is why they're located on a hidden path so he wouldn't have to think about them.


Name: Prism

Normal Appearance:
peaking just above twelve meters, she stands under Optimus Prime only barely.

Alternate form:


Former faction: Autobots

Role: Heavy Weapons/Demolition

Weapons and tools: -Shoulder mounted Gatling guns
-shoulder mounted rockets (Can be used briefly, but requires external power source)
-Demolition tools
-Dual shotguns hidden in legs
-multitude of grenades
-deployable struts to stand still.
-python-like biceps (Prism flexes haughtily while laughing)

Personality: While tough and gruff, Prism enjoys a good laugh. It's hard to find a good laugh in the wasteland that she lives in, but she tries her best to keep her chin up. She knows the struggles of war, having been an Autobot for decades, if not a century or two, she can't quite keep track of how long it's been since actual, full on peacetime. Was it just centuries? She couldn't remember if it was that or even longer.

She respected the Last of the Primes. She still does. Though, Prism couldn't help but think that the main reason she was left on Cybertron was because how much exploding she tended to do on a regular basis. Even with her hopes, the back of her mind does scorn Optimus to some level for abandoning their planet.

History: Prism has always seen war. There were very few moments in time in which she didn't remember one faction fighting against another. She didn't join the Autobots solely for the sake of fighting the good fight. She was good with heavy weapons and explosives since her creation, and she knew it. If anyone was going to be their demolition expert, it was going to be her. Unfortunately, Brawn was a couple steps ahead of her in the Demo department. He worked as a friend and ally to Prism, even showing her a few new things every once and a while. He deserved to be the resident Explosives man, but she still wished to take the spot from him.

She looked up to Prime and the others, eventually looking just to her side to see them as she worked with them against the Decepticons. When they eventually left the planet, Optimus refused to let her go with them aboard the Ark. He had told her that she would help keep together whatever fragments were left of the Autobots, and that she would be able to lead a sect of her own, but it didn't work out as they planned. The Autobots quickly fell apart under the appointed lead of Prism, and the Autobots were a thing of the past. Luckily, it seemed as if the rival faction had shared the same fate, so it wasn't all too bad.

Without anything to do, Prism spent her time taking care of herself, continuing to hone her bomb making and disarming skills, as well as keeping her aim straight. It wasn't until she hit a roadblock in her learning that she decided to try again to rebuild the planet, knowing that just the Autobots weren't going to be enough. She needed the help of her enemies as well. With that, she sent out a beacon to call any and all willing bodies to help her rebuild.

Extras and additional information: Prism has a deployable EOD mask, but uses it for combat as well.
Voice -Claudia Christain
Theme Song -Technologic VS Feel Good Inc - Daft Punk and Gorillaz

Relations with other characters: Nightscream - "Who is SHE calling a Sparkling!?"

Sklog - "Pretty quiet, but that's not a bad thing."

Turbulence - "He just... He fell out of the sky!"
Alright, everyone so far can leave their CS' in the Sheet area if they'd like.
Name: Prism

Normal Appearance:
peaking just above twelve meters, she stands under Optimus Prime only barely.

Alternate form:


Former faction: Autobots

Role: Heavy Weapons/Demolition

Weapons and tools: -Shoulder mounted Gatling guns
-shoulder mounted rockets (Can be used briefly, but requires external power source)
-Demolition tools
-Dual shotguns hidden in legs
-multitude of grenades
-deployable struts to stand still.
-python-like biceps (Prism flexes haughtily while laughing)

Personality: While tough and gruff, Prism enjoys a good laugh. It's hard to find a good laugh in the wasteland that she lives in, but she tries her best to keep her chin up. She knows the struggles of war, having been an Autobot for decades, if not a century or two, she can't quite keep track of how long it's been since actual, full on peacetime. Was it just centuries? She couldn't remember if it was that or even longer.

She respected the Last of the Primes. She still does. Though, Prism couldn't help but think that the main reason she was left on Cybertron was because how much exploding she tended to do on a regular basis. Even with her hopes, the back of her mind does scorn Optimus to some level for abandoning their planet.

History: Prism has always seen war. There were very few moments in time in which she didn't remember one faction fighting against another. She didn't join the Autobots solely for the sake of fighting the good fight. She was good with heavy weapons and explosives since her creation, and she knew it. If anyone was going to be their demolition expert, it was going to be her. Unfortunately, Brawn was a couple steps ahead of her in the Demo department. He worked as a friend and ally to Prism, even showing her a few new things every once and a while. He deserved to be the resident Explosives man, but she still wished to take the spot from him.

She looked up to Prime and the others, eventually looking just to her side to see them as she worked with them against the Decepticons. When they eventually left the planet, Optimus refused to let her go with them aboard the Ark. He had told her that she would help keep together whatever fragments were left of the Autobots, and that she would be able to lead a sect of her own, but it didn't work out as they planned. The Autobots quickly fell apart under the appointed lead of Prism, and the Autobots were a thing of the past. Luckily, it seemed as if the rival faction had shared the same fate, so it wasn't all too bad.

Without anything to do, Prism spent her time taking care of herself, continuing to hone her bomb making and disarming skills, as well as keeping her aim straight. It wasn't until she hit a roadblock in her learning that she decided to try again to rebuild the planet, knowing that just the Autobots weren't going to be enough. She needed the help of her enemies as well. With that, she sent out a beacon to call any and all willing bodies to help her rebuild.

Extras and additional information: Prism has a deployable EOD mask, but uses it for combat as well.

Relations with other characters: To be decided.
@rocketrobie2nice nice, accepted.
@Forsytheshe's accepted, nice work!

@rocketrobie2mine is going along fine, and yours?
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