Cogman

You vs the man she tells you not to worry about.

Oh, geez— if a Cybertronian could blush! Instead Cogman offered a few blinks, gears slowing momentarily at the comment. He was simultaneously use to yet /unuse/ to such compliments. "I—. Oh— thank you, ma'am." teapawt.org/MechanicFatale/status/…

WHO DA— Oh ahem. The four foot tall Headmaster cleared his vocoder, gears whirling in an almost quizzical fashion. "Can I help you?" teapawt.org/MechanicFatale/status/…

So. Lonely.

He's Trying, ok.

"It was self defense."

Clearly not that badly, since you got right back up and fixed it when no one gave into your melodramatic act.

You're lucky that's ALL he broke! They were asking for it, they're a pile of shit.

"I should only be seen as scary to threats, Ma'am."

Seriously, anyone want to volunteer to losing their head? He's got an itch.

"Same shit, different day."

"Oh look! A volunteer!" He could already hear the sounds of wires and Sparks in his helm as he envisioned popping their helm clean off. teapawt.org/LawImposement/status/9…

Plays music in the castle. No not some stereo shit. Live music.

Fixes up anything out of place within the castle.

Cracks knuckles.

Some days he just really wants to rip someone's head off.

You /are/ a dork. teapawt.org/illstopthetime/status/…

.... what is wrong with this lot.