[whirlpool] is my transformers oc! technically, he's quite fucked up and there are like, multiple guys in his spark that are all him, he just... doesnt remember them. sometimes he feels remenants of their emotions, but he doenst know where [the emotions] come from, so he cant really STOP feeling them... he's working on feeling better though. if you say he isnt, he's probably going to be really angry at you and if there arent any autobots around, you might want to get running...
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february 27th, 2025
Whirlpool stood up from his perch in the barn. Dottie had just entered, a subtle frown on her face. This did not bode well. She often had much more important things to do than talk with Whirlpool (not that he minded), and times he could remember chatting wiht her, it had always been about something serious.
People had to learn how to let the whimsy free!
Dottie made her way towards Whirlpool and once a few meters away, looked him in the eyes.
Well, as best as she could. The visor Whirlpool wore did not help.
"Whirlpool." She greeted.
"Did I fuck something up?" He asked.
Dottie quirked her eyebrow, unimpressed by Whirlpools swearing, before answereing. "No, actually, I'm here to get you outside. I need your help with something."
"ah! ok. I can do that."