Timey Wimey Meme...Thingy

[needsteaplz]

 Time is a very funny thing.

Your character has now experienced a time change!

1. Post with your character and what type of time change they're having,
if they retain their Terminal Tokyo memories or not, and you can multiple ones if you like! 

2. Tag for reactions!

3. Have a laugh or a cry, but have fun regardless!

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Arcee | Transformers Prime

[robotfightclub]

[Haha there are no changes, Arcee looks exactly the same.

...Appearance-wise, anyway. There's nothing calm and collected about her demeanor as she spends her time breaking everything she sees in a fit of panicked rage trying to make sense of what's going on. And I don't think there's a snarky way to break a window. Is there? If there is, she isn't doing it. Instead there's the unquestionable look of fear in those eyes of hers, darting all over the place searching for whoever is responsible for apparently kidnapping her and changing her into something she can't even recognize. She may not be a gladiator, but like hell she'd go down without a fight.

Sprocket watches as "young" Arcee makes a spectacle of herself, debating if he should interfere or not. Funny how this kind of stunt is exactly the same kind of nonsense she tries to prevent with, say, Leatherhead. The irony is both delicious and annoying.]

[bigsoftie]

[He felt plenty weary from his experiences in Dimension X. It was hell, to say the least, but now he was among people he could trust. Like Arcee for example, she would...there's something wrong. He had a hard time figuring it out, but it was so concerning he had to do something.

With Duke following behind, he confronted her, speaking as gently as possible. Hey you remember your notson, right? The kid who now has a beard and a missing eye?]

Arcee...? Are you alright?

[robotfightclub]

[Oh, if only she did. She doesn't even know what a son is, let alone her notson.

At the sound of Leatherhead's voice, Arcee stops instantly, although her emotions do nothing to change. She still looks like a frightened animal ready to rip the throat out of anything that gets too close. Her head slowly turns Leatherhead's way, a fire practically burning in her eyes.]

How do you know my name?

[She takes on a fighting stance as she sizes him up. He's intimidating for sure, and the beard and missing eye clearly scream THE BAD GUY. If that wasn't enough, he even knows who she is. If that's not the mastermind, who else could it be? But she's Cybertronian, damn it. If he thinks he can take her, he's got another thing coming.]

[bigsoftie]

[He steps back, intimidated by this hostility. This attitude, it wasn't like Arcee. Sure she was angry, but she would never get this outwardly harsh. It reminded him a lot of...it reminded him of himself.

He crouched down, trying to appear as nonthreatening as possible. He knew something was going on, but he had such a hard time telling what.]

We are friends...we met here...you...you taught me how to use streets.

[robotfightclub]

[Confused is soon added to her collection of emotions, watching Leatherhead crotch down and raising and eyebrow. She still continues to hold her arms up like she's ready to punch someone in the face, but her bafflement causes her to actually stop her glaring.

With that gone, she really does look terrified.]

Wait, really?

[She has friends?]

[bigsoftie]

[You got to believe him, Arcee. At least now he managed to calm her down. Strange how it was a complete reversal of the first time they met.]

Yes...

[He sighed, a forlorn expression on his face.]

...you do not remember.

[robotfightclub]

[Again she becomes angry, insulted that he'd even suggest this is somehow her fault. She remembers everything just fine, thank you. Pretty hard to forget being on another planet. ...But how did she get here? How long was she out? Sure, she looks angry, but now she's also unsure. Someone has a lot of explaining to do.]

What exactly am I supposed to remember? I just got here.

...I think.

[She lowers her arms a little as she thinks about it some more to herself. It takes her a minute until she shakes her head and assures herself that this is wrong.]

I mean, no! Shut up. Who asked you? Pretty sure I'd remember a fragging race change! What kinda tech are you hiding anyway?

[bigsoftie]

[Oh no he screwed up, why did he do that. Why does he just screwed up everything didn't he.]

That...you were my friend. You were Wheeljack's friend.

[He would get angry right back, but with someone he liked a lot it's more confusing and hurtful than infuriating.]

I did not do it. It was this place...I only came here, like you did.

[robotfightclub]

[Her head tilts at that. Well, it certainly sounded like a Cybertronian name. Were...were Cybertronians being kidnapped and changed?! ...What good would that even do?

Her arms begin to lower even more, but she still holds up her fists. Ughhh, she wants to punch someone so bad, but the only person she has to blame is apparently not responsible for anything. It'd be wrong to hit someone who didn't do anything...]

That doesn't make any sense.

[Her tone is no longer angry, simply scared.]

I didn't even DO anything.

[bigsoftie]

[He knows that feeling, Arcee. He knows and it really sucks you feel that way. It really pulls at his heart to see Arcee went through the same range of emotions he's been through all his life.]

I know...it is not fair. You did nothing, but sometimes these things happen.

...to some of us more than others.

[robotfightclub]

[She grunts to herself, frustrated with the information she received. Couldn't you be a stereotypical villain? Give her something to punch!]

I wanna go back. Now.

[Will threats work? She's only got threats left.]

[bigsoftie]

[He already sees himself as a bad guy if that helps, Arcee. He looks at her, downcast, wiping at his face.]

I do not know how...I am sorry...