I’m sorry to anyone who had a relationship with TC, I really am. RPing used to be tons of fun, and I wanna say thank you to each and ever person who RPed with me, I truly enjoyed it and you all are wonderful people, but I just can’t RP anymore. Something happened and now RPing’s not so fun anymore and lately it’s been making me feel pretty awful, especially the last few times I tried to get on and do replies. So I think it’s time for me to leave this blog.
So, the original petition for non-binary legal recognition in the US has expired without enough signatures, but seeing as we’re not about to give up, here’s a new one that we should get on before we end up in the exact same situation.
Because I’m actually ashamed of the fact that we pushed the SOPA-stopping petition through in less than a week, and old non-binary one still didn’t make it. Or that we can use whitehouse.gov to make the Obama administration respond to a request for a Death Star, but not basic human rights.
It’s time to put your money where your mouth is, tumblr. Prove me wrong in thinking you don’t care. Because after the last failure I’m really starting to wonder if you do.
THE WHITEHOUSE.GOV PETITION TO LEGALLY RECOGNISE NON-BINARY GENDERS IS ENDING ON MARCH 21ST, 2014 THIS SATURDAY. I DONT CARE IF YOURE NOT NON-BINARY, I DONT CARE IF YOU DONT HAVE AN ACCOUNT, IT IS UNBELIEVIBLY EASY TO MAKE ONE.
PLEASE REBLOG THIS POST, EVEN IF YOU HAVE ALREADY SIGNED IT. WE NEED TO GET THE WORD OUT.
Gonna… go on a little hiatus. I know, I go on hiatus a lot, and I’m hardly hear as it is. I’m sorry, it must be annoying. And then there’s a few of you who had important RP stuff going on with me, again, I truly am sorry, but it’s probably best for everyone if I’m not on this blog for a while. It’s certainly nothing to worry about, really. There’s just a combination of things going on and RPing is… kinda stressing me out more than anything.
And it’s one of those rare times you’ll catch Thundercracker up and about, sipping his energon cube in the mess hall. One hand scrolls down a datapad containing, not another report, but his schedule for the next couple of weeks. He taps his pede, shifting things around, when he’s interrupted by the comm. ::Oh, hello, Shirley.:: He frowns slightly at the whine. ::Is something going on?::
Shirley blinked at that thought. “Y-Yeah, maybe… that could be it…” She still felt like shaking though. It was unnerving how many suddenly followed her today. She didn’t know if she would get any sleep that night. At TC’s last comment, she blinked again. “… could you? I’m… ‘m scared…” 'That's such a pathetic excuse. Why did I say that?'
::Alright, I’ll be over in a minute.:: He subspaced his datapad, taking one last drink of his cube and tossing the rest on his way out.
He got to the flight deck and took off, making his way to Shirley’s house, but even with his speed it’d still take a few minutes to get there. There was a silence as Thundercracker wasn’t quite sure what to say. …Maybe it’d be good to distract her a bit? It was worth a shot. He searched his process for an unrelated topic, coming to stop her pet ‘Peter’ he heard about from Skywarp. He didn’t know much about the creature, but it would do. ::Shirley, didn’t you find pet a while ago? One out in forest? I don’t you think you ever told me about that. Are you taking care of organic creatures now?::