“You can keep the soft cat,” Frontier beamed happily, holding up his bear and having it touch the face of the cat. “Mask told me you sometimes remember bad and scary things. When I get scared I hug my bear, since it is soft and I like soft. Maybe hugging the cat will help with that too?”
Sorting through all the toys had the newbuilt intrigued and filled with so many questions.
“Is this a dinosaur too?” He holds up one of the reptiles, one with a very long neck. “If dinosaurs still existed, I think this one would be great to help at the library. So many books on baseball I can’t reach…”
Curious servos picked up an oddity among the toys, a simple toy car. “Hmmm, don’t think this is an animal. Unless it is. I hear a lot of those big mechs on board can turn into cars and trains and stuff.”
Foot softens without realizing it. Mask would warn Frontier that sometimes he gets a little... well. Like he was. He's glad the newbuilt had warning of Foot's episodes.
"I do, sometimes," he said softly. "Thank you, Frontier. I will cherish it."
Into his lap went the cat plush. He would have to be careful to not hurt it with his claws.
"That one with the long neck is part of... I think the sauropod family. There's a lot of different long neck dinosaurs. I'm not sure which that one is specifically, but someone at the library might know. And if there are books you want to read but can't reach, you can always ask the librarian to get them for you."
He smiled and leaned forward a little more to look at the car Frontier picked up. "You're right. That one isn't an animal. That's a car, or a vehicle. It's mechanical, like you and I, but not alive. The Cybertronians do have 'alternate modes' where they can turn into something similar, though I've also heard that some Cybertronian's take an animal form. It's... interesting how their schematics are so different but... I suppose that's what happens when you're part of a biomechanical race."
He tipped his head a little and picked up what looked like a tractor, spinning it in his hands before putting it on the ground and gently rolling it towards Frontier. "Ones like this are used for farm equipment. I don't know much about them. I didn't interact much with farm life."
Listening intently to every word Foot was saying, Frontier felt like he was learning a lot. A ton of very interesting information he had never learned before.
“I wonder if any cybertronians turn into dinosaurs. Can they do that? I think that would be neat to see,” Frontier pondered, looking over the identified Sauropod and car. “I know there was a nice old cybertronian guy named Megatron who helped me at the library. We talked about baseball since he had human friends that knew a lot.”
Looking over the tractor, he picked it up, alongside looking through the pile of toys thinking deeply in his newbuilt mind. “It’s okay if you don’t know much about farm life…”
One of the toys was something not a mammal, with huge wings, horns, and claws. It must be some kind of dinosaur given how it was scaly like them. There was a button on the back of the beast that made the wings move up and down. “What kind of dinosaur is this…?”
He looked at the tractor and the large beast, hesitantly seating the beast into the tractor. “Is this allowed? I wasn’t allowed to have many toys. Justice said they’re a distraction and things like sparkly dolls with fluffy hair and dinosaurs are illogical. He’s stupid I think.”
What a delightfully kind child. Dark would have strangled that out of Frontier without mercy or worry. Being kind was a luxury. Being nice was a weakness.
He is glad that Dark no longer has its hands on Frontier.
"I believe there is one Cybertronian that turns into a dinosaur. I heard of one named Grimlock. They're supposedly a t-rex." He tapped on the t-rex figurine. "Like this."
He smiled as Frontier continued, putting the dragon on top of the tractor. "That one with the wings is a dragon. It's a fantasy creature, like unicorns, from our universe. Who knows if they exist here or not, but they could... anyway. You can put the dragon anywhere you like. On the tractor, riding a horse, drinking tea... The world is your sandbox."
His optics crinkled at the edges as he picked up the cat plush he'd been gifted, only to set it on top of one of the sauropod dinosaurs. "Miss Kitty is a dinosaur tamer. She rides around on this guy." He had a few stronger words for what Justice was, but he didn't need to voice those in front of Frontier. "What about your guy? What's the dragon going to do?"
Listening intently, a small joyful "Oooh!" could be heard when he heard about the cybertronian that could turn into a T-rex. That sounded so cool! Perhaps one day they could meet, and maybe he would be nice.
Truly an innocent soul, newbuilts were commonly choked out of their joy and innocence to be funneled through a cruel, cruel pipeline. But he wasn't a part of that, not anymore. Now he could play with as many toys as he wanted, and no force in the universe could stop him without having to go through hell.
"Oh...Hmmm..." Frontier thought for a moment, looking at the dragon. "Well, Greenwings is a uh. Farmer...he's friends with..." He reached over to the pile of animals, grabbing a plush cow that was quite a bit bigger than the dragon and tractor. "This cow, Fluffy Ears. Fluffy ears is the size of a T-rex, but is nice."
"Fluffy Ears and Miss Kitty's dinosaur are friends. Not sure what Greenwings would do, he just likes to farm potatoes."
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Date: 2025-01-11 09:33 am (UTC)Sorting through all the toys had the newbuilt intrigued and filled with so many questions.
“Is this a dinosaur too?” He holds up one of the reptiles, one with a very long neck. “If dinosaurs still existed, I think this one would be great to help at the library. So many books on baseball I can’t reach…”
Curious servos picked up an oddity among the toys, a simple toy car. “Hmmm, don’t think this is an animal. Unless it is. I hear a lot of those big mechs on board can turn into cars and trains and stuff.”
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Date: 2025-01-11 07:53 pm (UTC)Foot softens without realizing it. Mask would warn Frontier that sometimes he gets a little... well. Like he was. He's glad the newbuilt had warning of Foot's episodes.
"I do, sometimes," he said softly. "Thank you, Frontier. I will cherish it."
Into his lap went the cat plush. He would have to be careful to not hurt it with his claws.
"That one with the long neck is part of... I think the sauropod family. There's a lot of different long neck dinosaurs. I'm not sure which that one is specifically, but someone at the library might know. And if there are books you want to read but can't reach, you can always ask the librarian to get them for you."
He smiled and leaned forward a little more to look at the car Frontier picked up. "You're right. That one isn't an animal. That's a car, or a vehicle. It's mechanical, like you and I, but not alive. The Cybertronians do have 'alternate modes' where they can turn into something similar, though I've also heard that some Cybertronian's take an animal form. It's... interesting how their schematics are so different but... I suppose that's what happens when you're part of a biomechanical race."
He tipped his head a little and picked up what looked like a tractor, spinning it in his hands before putting it on the ground and gently rolling it towards Frontier. "Ones like this are used for farm equipment. I don't know much about them. I didn't interact much with farm life."
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Date: 2025-01-13 06:14 am (UTC)“I wonder if any cybertronians turn into dinosaurs. Can they do that? I think that would be neat to see,” Frontier pondered, looking over the identified Sauropod and car. “I know there was a nice old cybertronian guy named Megatron who helped me at the library. We talked about baseball since he had human friends that knew a lot.”
Looking over the tractor, he picked it up, alongside looking through the pile of toys thinking deeply in his newbuilt mind. “It’s okay if you don’t know much about farm life…”
One of the toys was something not a mammal, with huge wings, horns, and claws. It must be some kind of dinosaur given how it was scaly like them. There was a button on the back of the beast that made the wings move up and down. “What kind of dinosaur is this…?”
He looked at the tractor and the large beast, hesitantly seating the beast into the tractor. “Is this allowed? I wasn’t allowed to have many toys. Justice said they’re a distraction and things like sparkly dolls with fluffy hair and dinosaurs are illogical. He’s stupid I think.”
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Date: 2025-01-19 11:21 pm (UTC)What a delightfully kind child. Dark would have strangled that out of Frontier without mercy or worry. Being kind was a luxury. Being nice was a weakness.
He is glad that Dark no longer has its hands on Frontier.
"I believe there is one Cybertronian that turns into a dinosaur. I heard of one named Grimlock. They're supposedly a t-rex." He tapped on the t-rex figurine. "Like this."
He smiled as Frontier continued, putting the dragon on top of the tractor. "That one with the wings is a dragon. It's a fantasy creature, like unicorns, from our universe. Who knows if they exist here or not, but they could... anyway. You can put the dragon anywhere you like. On the tractor, riding a horse, drinking tea... The world is your sandbox."
His optics crinkled at the edges as he picked up the cat plush he'd been gifted, only to set it on top of one of the sauropod dinosaurs. "Miss Kitty is a dinosaur tamer. She rides around on this guy." He had a few stronger words for what Justice was, but he didn't need to voice those in front of Frontier. "What about your guy? What's the dragon going to do?"
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Date: 2025-01-21 03:54 am (UTC)Truly an innocent soul, newbuilts were commonly choked out of their joy and innocence to be funneled through a cruel, cruel pipeline. But he wasn't a part of that, not anymore. Now he could play with as many toys as he wanted, and no force in the universe could stop him without having to go through hell.
"Oh...Hmmm..." Frontier thought for a moment, looking at the dragon. "Well, Greenwings is a uh. Farmer...he's friends with..." He reached over to the pile of animals, grabbing a plush cow that was quite a bit bigger than the dragon and tractor. "This cow, Fluffy Ears. Fluffy ears is the size of a T-rex, but is nice."
"Fluffy Ears and Miss Kitty's dinosaur are friends. Not sure what Greenwings would do, he just likes to farm potatoes."