Q:Slender sleeps with a teddy bear, pass it on.
Q:Ever read a dirty magazine?
Ahaha- There’s more dirty mags circulating on Earth than there were on Cybertron. Probably damn near every mech’s got one or more tucked under his berth.
A voluptuous model~ Damn but that is a curvy aft.
Sleek older model~ The wings on the aft are adorable, and y’know with age comes experience~
Oh my! Eheehee~ Topless and everything! Love the paint.
Oh those lights showing off that curvy rear fender. Nice lines to him, y’just wanna run your hands over the curves of those doors. Rrr~
We still have some of our own floating around, IF you can find it, but most is probably archived on some asteroid somewhere.
Q:Why do you serve tofu?
…when did I…
Was this last Thanksgiving?
Well at ANY rate: I don’t begrudge the omnivores the meat in their diets, but I just can’t bring myself to serve one of my little bird or bunny or other animal friends to ‘em myself. Y’know? Hurts to think about.
"This here is my brother. Zephyr of Vos. Nice to meet you, though I can’t say I know who Deep Thought is. Then again, never been to Ibex before."
"Zephyr~ Gradient~ Welcome to Earth, Oregon in particular. Lovely time of year for it, plenty of blue skies and summer showers~ The fruit’s starting to ripen, too, it’s getting towards harvest season for the humans. Smells lovely~"
Beachcomber hummed softly to himself. “Beautiful city, Ibex~ just beautiful,” he rumbled fondly at the memories. “City of peace and harmony~ A city of learning and sharing~ A community of love~ y’know~?”
Q:*pounces the Beach-mun* Hope life is well for you! I just wanted to let you know that you're one of my favorite TF roleplay blogs and that I missed your work :) (This is in no way a "Please come back!!!" message--just a fan squeeing ^^)
(( awwwwwww you’re sweet <3 Thank you! ))
(( Life is alright. Stressful, and Beachcomber is a flighty muse when I’m stressed. He pops up now and again for doodles but I wish he would stay put a little longer sometimes. ))
Q:Heyas~ Hot wings~ What's Your name~?
"………… I’m sorry?"
"He was talking to me Zeph."
"You keep telling yourself that."
"I will, thanks." The brown and creme seeker gave his younger brother a winning smile before turning to look down at the minibot. "Designation’s Gradient. What’s yours, cutie." Yes. That was a wink. Shameless flirt is our dear Gradient.
As shameless as the Geologist? The mini let out a intrigued little purr, optics gleaming curiously through his visor at the large jet.
Well jets. They were both quite pretty~
"Beachcomber~ of Ibex~ student of the guru Deep Thought~"
Q:"How tall are you Beachcomber?"
Little over seven foot imperial. Almost seven and a half. Not quite though.
Good things come in small packages~~
Q:Okay, this is gonna be a blast from the past for sure, but I was looking around the archive to find those amazing pictures of you as a lunar moth last October and I saw numerous mentions of a 'powow' but there is no actual footage so to speak. What happened/where can I see it?
Hahaha! A blast from the past for Sure, mech! Almost a whole rotation around the sun ago.
I was uh.. less involved in that than I probably shoulda been, but it fell apart waaaaay faster than we were expecting it to. ’Cause like, to a decent percentage of us (namely the adult mecha) sex is just… sex. Y’know? There’s different ways of interfacing and there’s not a whole lot of taboo about it the way humans have.
But for the young ones… ehhhnn… growing up in a war has been… bad for ‘em. Needless to say.
But I guess this explains that better than anything I could tell ya.
Q:Have you ever considered doing a documentary of something?
Oh we do little videos now and again - experience is the best teacher, and all that. Sometimes things happen that are good to be sure don’t become repeat incidents, y’know?
Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike pickin’ up a Mama Rhino’s calf.
That wasn’t smart, mech, we toldja not to touch~