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Put an assumption in my ask. I’ll confirm or dispute it. I’m not gonna be mean or anything, I’m just very interested.
// - It’s a Munday. Let’s see what you can guess about the mun. :)
prowlofpraxus started following you
"Hi. You must be Prowl. I’m Verity Carlo."
((OOC: Woohoo!!! You are my 100th follower! *throws confetti* :D ))
the-bloodmoney-mercenaries started following you
Okay, I got nothing against mercs in general. Shit, I was one too, when I reached 18.
But blood money mercs?
"Hey. Thanks for the follow. I’m Verity."
[2. My muse ties yours up]
"I’m sorry, Moonracer, but I like you enough not to allow you to go to Prom."
I tighten the knots as she wiggles around.
((Thanks for all the asks, Moonie-mun! :D ))
[✿ - Happy headcanon]
((Verity is not normally happy. She smiles if she appreciates something, likes something, or just wants to be cheeky and a smartass to any of her bot friends.
But she believes happiness is fleeting, and it never lasts. She believes in the whole ‘the smarter you are, the more unhappy you are’ and thinks that ‘happy’ people are ignorant. She’d rather be unhappy than ignorant.))
[♠ - Painful headcanon]
((When she was back on Earth, Verity didn’t carry guns on her. Knives, switchblades, matches and a lighter, but no guns. If she needed to, she’d use the gun, then wipe it free of fingerprints, drop it, and leave.
Even looking at guns in an antique store make the bad memories come back. How she lost Ironfist to a bullet.
She knows how to use them, yeah. But if she could choose…
…..she’d rather not constantly remember what she lost as a Wrecker.))
[♥ - Love headcanon]
((She believes she loves too much, which is why she claims not to like people, or claims she was never wanted wherever she was. Also the reason she ran away from many foster homes.
…..the ones that she loves and love her back always leave.
[☆ - Appearence headcanon]
((Her color scheme is blue, red, black. She loves these colors because she feels they reflect her: blue and red represent contradictions in her, black represents normalcy, practicality, and a hard life. Blue for her expansive knowledge and mind, red for her energy and recklessness. Blue for the sky, because she wishes she could fly. Red for blood, because she’s a fighter in her mind and a lover in her heart. Black for the vastness of space.))
[☮ - Friendship headcanon]
((She actually has a hard time making friends. It was harder when she was younger, because she was suspicious of everyone and everything.
Now, she’s still cautious about everything, but has found it exhausting to act angry all the time. So, whenever she meets new characters, she’s very neutral. It’s a skill she’s learned over time, a skill she’s learned to determine whether someone is friend or foe.
But of the few friends she actually interacts with consistently and meets, she keeps them close to her.))
[☄ - Food headcanon]
Verity is a fast eater. She could inhale an entire tray of cupcakes, if inhalation was an actual human method of feeding.
It comes from her time on the streets, where she pilfered from garbage cans, or ran from cops or thugs. She had to eat fast because she was consistently on the run.
Also, some of the food she had was stolen, and y’all know how that goes.
But for someone who eats fast, she knows how to save food. But if there’s a lot of food in front of her, and she knows she only has a certain amount of time to ingest it….
….she goes in for the kill.))
Ever read Homestuck Verity ?
"No. I know a little about it, but frankly, I don’t care."
[☠ - Death headcanon]
((Verity, by some sheer miracle, grows old enough. Survives the streets and lives old enough to ask be considered ‘old’.
One day, she wakes up and feels it. Feels the end coming, and know she can’t stop it.
So she makes all the appropriate arrangements to get a ship to Cybertron.
And she asks Wheeljack, Ironfist’s mentor, and Perceptor, one of the last remaining Wreckers of her squad, to transport her to Ironfist’s grave.
She asks them to bury her there when she ‘goes offline’, and after going over her last will with them, which includes leaving her possessions and Wrecker suit with Ultra Magnus, asks them one last favor: to be left alone.
Perceptor doesn’t want to, but she bids him goodbye. So he pulls away and leaves her there.
Curled up on the ground above his grave, she feels her eyes begin to close.
She imagines what the Allspark would be like. She believes she’ll never end up there, but thinks, ‘how nice would it be’.
She imagines Rotorstorm, and Pyro, and the Twins, and Guzzle. All the Wreckers that died. They suddenly part, and in comes Ironfist.
Without the hole in his head.
He holds out his metallic hand, and rested in it….
……is Hunter O’Nion.
"I’ve been waiting for you, m’lady", he says, and she grumbles but gladly climbs onto Ironfist’s hand. The former weaponsmaker holds them up to his faceplate, and she hugs him.
I’ve missed you, you uber-nerd. And the rest of you guys…..damn, I thought I’d be alone.”
As the glowing vision is replaced by foggy darkness, she murmurs,
"Wouldn’t be the first time I was wrong."
And Verity Carlo closes her eyes for the last time.
Darkness, as she expected.
"It won’t be the last….."
And when she opens her eyes again, she smiles.
Ultra Magnus doesn’t know what’s going on, but he already doesn’t like it.
"Maggie. The bots on the ship mentioned a prom. What is going on….?"
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