[ open ] IN MY DAY

[kidstoday]

Who: Galvatron and open
Where: Deceptibase, around the city??
When: pollen times
What: Galvatron being old and judgmental and horny
Warnings: NSFW and violence??


This heat coiling through him is becoming infuriating. At first Galvatron didn't mind the pleasant buzz of charge and warmth pooling through his frame, finding it nostalgic of a time when he was young and Cybertron was still active with its whims, but after enough time of being aroused constantly even he was beginning to find it a nuisance. Pleasure by himself wasn't as satisfying and there were few on this planet he has desire to lie with; they were too soft, too stupid, too organic.

After a while the frustration turns into aimless anger, Galvatron's already short temper is exacerbated by the sexual frustration. Between rounds of self pleasure that gave him no satisfaction, he roams the corridors of the new 'Decepticon' base, looking for other ways to vent his restlessness. He thirsts for a good fight-- these mechs were soft and sparring ended quickly, but it was something to keep his mind off the endless boredom and charge rippling through his frame.

Comments

[sparkwhisperer]

Tarn’s charge is painfully high as he staggers back into the Decepticon base. He pauses to catch himself on the doorframe, taking a few moments to collect himself before he tries to make it to his quarters. He had already taken care of this persistent charge several times. But, it seems that no matter how many times he achieves overload, the itch returns only minutes later.

For a moment he thinks he will make it without incident, wanting nothing more than to seclude himself and spend the rest of the evening self servicing in peace. However, as he turns a corner he finds himself face to face with Galvatron.

The resigned sigh that escapes him sounds only slightly like a whine as he smells the charge rolling off the warrior.

lets get this train wreck rollin

[staygoldponybot]

Sentinel was, fortunately, unaffected. Why? He doesn't know. He doesn't care. The important thing, to him, was that he's not running around like a souped up moron trying to stick it in anyone he could find. He'll take whatever he can to feel superior to everyone here. It's been a rough year.

He's a creature of habit, however, and he'd stuck to the crater; his preferred Brooding Spot. Right at the top of a big ass cliff. A good tactical choice for wanting to avoid people, clearly.