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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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While the drive back to Iacon would be long, Prism knew that her time could easily be occupied by thoughts of both the past and the future. She respected the Junkions and all that they were, but they weren't going to be enough. Not only did she, Turbulence, and Nightscream need some improvements to stand a better chance, but they were about as much of a fighting force as four cybertronians could be.

Surely there were more out there, somewhere. Maybe The Wreckers were out somewhere. In all her time working in Iacon's hangar, she never hear back from her old friends. Kup, she knew his fate, but the others were something to question.

Before she could take a hike through her memories, she received a memo from Nightscream. There seemed to be no real reason to need to have her alternate mode blend in with Earth and whatever vehicles they might have. Turbulence only showed Prism the documents of Megatronus' rise, so she wasn't able to take a good look at any of the vehicle models that Turbulence was hogging for himself. No matter, though. She was rather content for the moment. However, when the time came, she planned on making some big changes to her chassis. She laughed at Nightscream's additional note. With a sigh to calm herself down, she spoke through the comm channels, making sure that Nightscream could hear her.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure that whatever Alt I pick next will be of use."

With those notes out of the way, she went back on track to thinking about the Wreckers. Whirl, Primus help him if he's still alive somewhere, would probably be best staying away from the fight. Prism had done well enough with her tinkering to stave off rampancy and destablization so far, but Whirl was already down that path even before the Ark took off. All in all, she wasn't quite sure if anyone other than Kup had taken off back then. The Wreckers really weren't called to action unless it was a thousand-to-one, and somehow they'd be able to pull a victory out of thin air.

Wherever they were, only Primus knew.
@ForsythePrism: "I like your thinking, Nightscream. Trypticon station has to have something I can use to make a body like that."
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Thinking something like this for Prism, but obviously her orange paint and neon blue highlights
@HaltingBlooperI don't see why you wouldn't be able to, considering the layout of the temple, but you'll have to take it up with Akaya on that.
@21308XD Same, I'm prepping for work rn actually
@Saarebas: I've been good, working. Fortunately, after this week, I get a LOOOONG break. Unfortunately, I probably won't have any wifi.
WHY DO I ALWAYS MISS SAAREBAS' VISITS TO THE OOC

The Essentials
Name: Sodalite

Origin: Earth, before the war

Age: currently unknown

Alliance + Position: Her own Agenda, Homeworld - Tactician and linguistics officer.

Weapon + Powers: Shield hands - can form two massive shovel-like shields on both of her hands, can be used for protection and fighting.

Omnilungiulism/linguistic assimilation - With Homeworld's extensive data collection, Sodalite had been able to put her talents of linguistic assimilation to almost a point where she knows nearly every language spoken by beings that have existed within the evergrowing homeworld space. Writing, reading, speaking, and thinking can all be done in a multitude of languages, but there are uncommon events where she starts unwinding and begins to use many languages at once.

Emotional Strength: Truths

Emotional Weakness: disregard

Fatal Flaw:overthinking - Sodalite, a powerful tactician in her own right, has often been victim to many breakdowns involving the infinite paths that the universe could take, and has often locked herself away for many days to clear her head and get all of the thoughts onto paper and out of her system.

Saving Grace: compassion - Sodalite understands the big goal of Homeworld, and knows it well. For this, she does what she can to move and evacuate a planets inhabitants before destruction, and enjoys understanding the different thought processes and points of view that others have to offer.

Appearance: (Can be written, visual, or both.)

Personality OR RP example: You can write either a piece portraying your character that demonstrates their personality which I prefer as their personalities should shift overtime and I find it's a better way to see if you can relay their personality in actions rather than just describe it and see your RP abilities, but you're also welcome to simply write their personality out if you like. Please do not skimp out if you decide to write out the personality!)

History: (If your gem is significantly young enough, you may leave this blank or cut it out from the form. If you'd rather not it be made public knowledge and reveal it via RP, you can PM it to us.)

The Extra

The Essentials

Name:Astrophyllite

Origin: Born from another homeworld colony, but quickly moved to Homeworld moments after creation

Age: 200

Alliance + Position: Homeworld, out loyalty and fear

Weapon + Powers: Throwing axe

Electromagnetic field generation. The fields she can create are tiny and seemingly useless, especially when considering that they can only be generated around her body, but Astrophyllite has found a great use for them. She uses them for mobility, and combat, often generating a field in the place where an enemy will strike and lock the tool of the enemy there so they can't move or use it. Warning: do not use around radios, they have a tendency to block certain waves.

Emotional Strength: Curiostiy, all of the unknowns and variables in the universe and what she doesn't know about the things she knows about.

Emotional Weakness: Regret. whether it was something she did do or didn't do, regret will always seep into her thoughts.

Fatal Flaw: Fear. She fears for her life at all times, worried that the softness of her gem will not hold up to even the base conditions of a planet.

Saving Grace: Wonder. She reassures herself that she will be able to find new ways to protect her gem, and new ways to use her abilities so that she can one day explore the uncharted edges of the universe and find as many secrets and treasures as she can.

Appearance:

Astrophyllite stands at about five feet, five inches (five four without her large boots improving her height), and carries herself upright with a thin and lithe form. Though her left eye is almost always covered, she does have heterchromia, her brown left eye matching with the patch of brown hair on the right side of her head.

Personality OR RP example: Astrophyllite, or simply Astro, as she called herself in privacy, had only ever broken the rules at one point in her two-hundred year life. It had happened one hundred and fifty six years ago, and she had taken a recorder and an unused log tablet for her own personal use. It had never garnered attention, but to this day, she always feared that someone was going to walk into her chambers and find the stolen equipment.

"Log. Erm, let's see now..." She muttered to herself, the recorder active as she spoke into the microphone end. "Sol two hundred, exact. Two hundred years after my creation." It wasn't really of any importance to her. The others didn't seem to celebrate annually, especially with pesky things like relativity, and she was created on a planet that followed a different cycle than homeworld, so there was that too. "The planet of my creation is still intact, barely. All of the natives had long since evacuated by now."

A faint knocking could be heard from the recording, but the knock was much louder in person. "Five Three Zero Nine, we have ten minutes to report. I expect to see you at the briefing platform in five, gemling."

"O-of course!"
Astro nodded, though the figure could obviously not see through walls. "I will be there momentarily."

Without another sound from the other Astrophyllite, Astro sighed and put the log away, leaving just the recorder out. "I know I've stated it before, but it seems like Astrophyllite Seven Two Seven Three, or Prima, as she likes being called, has set up a rank for our little group. Maybe it makes a little more sense since we don't often fuse with one another like Rubies or others do, so there is no collaborative mindset, but I just wish that she stopped treating me like the lowest link in the chain." A soft breath escaped her lips, her hand reaching to the button on the recorder.

"Log over."

History: Astrophyllite was born with a softer gem than most of her kind, which, when paired with the others, was always spoken about, resulting in her fearing that one day it will break because of something simple and insignificant. She always followed her orders to the letter, more of fear from her diamond than actual respect, but did so nonetheless. One day, she was moved from her team to another team, still a young gemling (as the other Astrophyllites likes calling her), and she asked no questions about the movement.

The Extra

@Loony@21308if you guys are still on in an hour and a half, would I be possible for me to jump in as well? I'd love to help after work.
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