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ra-2506

1 year ago

I wanted to publish this poem of mine 😅that just came to me after thinking🤔 of all the things I have through at school this year💯.

So please be honest😁 about the poem and pls give me pointers👀 that can help me improve on future poems in the future 😁.

REGRETS ✨

Over my shoulder the shadow looms like humid air.

Much to my dismay the time I have can't spare-

A moment of truth, for a greedy gasp of air

I only hope for a better day for us my dear.

We wish to be free amongst the others,

To be normalized into the casual ordinary

Living as the best of the worst was momentary.

We have survived but not thrived.

Bright gleams kills the burdens,

Lifting off the weight of notes and appearances,

Our moment has arrived to be recognized.

Yes. I hope to be next to you

Yet the world has bigger things that are due-

I write to say goodbye to the past life,

I had in those corridors and lockers,

And wave "hi" to the start of a new beginnings.

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aracfox

4 weeks ago

@alebee Sadly I don't know how to write. BUT I will try and make something out. It won't be that good and probably very ooc, but I will try. (If anyone else wants to write that one shot you are welcome to do it)

I need either Brainstorm or Perceptor or literally ANYBOT on the Lost light to somehow make the cybertronian equivalent of those ADHD meds that make your emotions disappear (you know the type, every Neurodivergent person who takes meds had them), And somehow those meds/drags get into rodimus's energon.

I just want the ENTIRE SHIP in chaos cause rodimus is ACTUALLY WORKING! (What?).

Like, Megatron and ultra Magnus having an existential crisis.

Drift being concerned for his emica (you write it like that?) cause he doesn't wanna race.

Ratchet and all the medics on the ship trying to get rodi into the med bay to give him a check up.

All of the other bots being 100% SURE that rodimus is possessed or got replaced.

And at the same time that the entire crew is panicking, Rodimus is enjoying having his processor go about 950 MPH for the first time in his life. (He is able to do his work without getting distracted or bored after five minutes).

The crew notices rodimus's lack of emotions, rodimus himself does not.