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nkfloofiepoofI'm always a sucker for bandwagons. Plus, this kinda has the plus of showing *old man voice* I'm not dead~ [/inside joke]
Post a single sentence extract from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations.
Post a single sentence extract from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations.
- Clearly, Thundercracker was not versed in the proper handling of cassettes, Eject realized as he was plucked up rather painfully by the back of his neck, and the grip only became more painful as he was lifted from the ground and felt the planet's intense gravity trying to draw him back down.
- Prowl lowered his gaze back to the duty roster as he abruptly cut off his subordinate's monologue, "That is the most disgusting odor I've ever had the misfortune of smelling. Get it away from me."
- Only two sources of luminescence penetrated the blackness, crimson and cerulean.
- In an instant, it was as if they were no longer in the foreign, organic bodies they were currently trapped inside and instead were once again in the sky where they belonged - as Starscream bounded over a fallen log with a fluid grace hidden by his strange, organic prison, Thundercracker and Skywarp immediately fell into formation behind him, their antlers tossed high as they veritably glided with their commander over the meadow.
- No, we were simply Machine Soldier Black, Machine Soldier Red, Machine Soldier Blue, Machine Soldier Yellow, and I was Machine Soldier White.
- They were merely shadows, colorless forms whose only purpose was to do the bidding of their master.
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