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The Choices We MakeThe Choices We Make by Vixens-Shadow
The Choices We Make
I don't care what you think. I don't care what you say. In all honesty, I couldn't give a shit less. I'm not here to seek approval. I'm not here to ask for permission.
I'm here because I choose to be.
Because choices are what make us who we are.
And sometimes we make the wrong ones.
Sometimes we try so hard to prove something or to do what we feel is right and it all comes out fine and dandy.
Sometimes, that's not the case.
If there's anything I've learned through my life it's to listen to both your head and your spark before acting. I can't tell you how many times this has saved my ass in a fight. It might only be a split second choice, but a choice none the less. I see nothing wrong with gut feelings. My job sometimes requires a bit of relying on your instincts. The unfortunate part about that is th
IntrospectiveINTROSPECTIONIntrospective by SeekerNami
By: Seeker Nami
It was "one of those days" when Megatron locked himself all alone in the command center without giving any live signals, as if the command center happened to be a spectral tomb of some sort. -And when he came out of there he usually felt refreshed, full of new ideas and renewed enthusiasm.- Starscream kept saying Megatron held some "weed" there that he didn't want to share and that was what gave him new strength. But sure, who was gonna believe that loud-mouth of a Seeker?
Not that the other Seekers would actually mind. Especially not Thundercracker.
What on Cybertron was going on with him lately anyway?
The silence in the Nemesis ship's recreation room was so thick one could almost touch it. As in many occasions, the hall was almost empty since most Decepticons actually chose to stay in their own quarters or even outside th
Your StarYour Star by Vixens-Shadow
"Frag off, Sides. I said no. Now beat it!"
Sideswipe sighed and gave his brother a glare.
"It's been four slaggin' days…just go apologize and-" he tried again.
"One more word, Sideswipe, and brother or no, I will beat the slag outta you." Sunstreaker warned, stepping closer to Sideswipe. The pair glared at each other for several moments. Sideswipe just shook his head and walked towards the door of the common room.
"You know," he started once he reached the exit, "this probably sucks on both sides."
Promptly, Sideswipe had to duck to avoid the half-full energon container that was quite forcefully thrown at his head.
"Damn it, Sides! Leave me the frag alone!" Sunstreaker nearly roared.
Sideswipe gave his brother one more baleful look before leaving the room and heading down the hallway.
Sunstreaker, for his part, sat back down with