Friendly reminder to all the writers on here:
You don’t owe anyone good writing.
You don’t owe anyone a complete storyline written in order.
You can jump around. You can abandon projects. You can write really shitty stories! Writing is about telling stories and creating worlds. Not about what makes your followers happy.
I have to remind myself of this a lot, because in most of my stories I’ve gotten stuck and don’t know where to go. But you can jump around. You can skip parts. It doesn’t matter.
Write what makes you happy.
The world is a little happier with you in it.
Drawing request of Soundwave for @pirateninja1854 (sorry if I got the wrong one!
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I’d like to imagine Soundwave sitting out in the Serengeti after the loss of Ravage in mourning and all of a sudden this one elephant and her calf just saunters up to him and just stare at him for a moment in silence as they observe the sulking Decepticon.
And this elephant (being the pure creatures that they are) just suddenly KNOWS that he’s in mourning and just…goes up to try and console this big metal creature that’s been walking around with them for god knows how long by wrapping her trunk around him and oh god send h ELp ( TДT)
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I am doing alright, as fine as one can be with no ramen on hand.
Penguin falls down resulting in best sound ever [x]
(I don't have a proper name for it yet)
So, imagine you're stuck in the Fire Dimension, and for reasons unknown another warp gate opens before you. The second you step through; you know something is up. You're left wondering, "where is everybody?" Looking around, you find three things that leave you startled. One, you're on Cybertron and the whole place looks like the mother of all train wrecks. Two, there's a small squadron with their guns pointed at you. Three, there is a mech that looks exactly like your former leader except here's the problem...he has a near-maniac grin on his face, and he's charging right at you. Oh! and did I mention that his color scheme is practically all black with a miniscule number of teal splotches. That grin alone is enough to make even Unicron start screaming. With all this in mind, how are you, a lone seeker going to get out of this alive, and hopefully with both wings still attached?
Who knows?