Welcome to my first (and likely, only) "50 Sentence Meme." While I'm not quite certain what a meme is, I'm fairly confident that it's essentially a prompt or group of prompts, and that this one was a pain to type up from a 5 by 7 notebook. With this meme, you select fifty (50) random words and write a sentence or two to each word.
I've made this one centered on Prowl (Jazz is major feature, too, though). He's not named in all of the sentences, though. Also, warning for Prowl being "pregnant" (with bulging stomach) in some of them, but it's not that explicit and there's not really that many.
Enjoy!
1) guilt—Though he had no idea how Prowl felt, Jazz couldn't feel more guilt over the fact that he had gotten the other mech sparked.
2) blink—Jazz blinked his gold optics as he started at the white Praxian's bulging stomach. "What?" the mech snapped, clearly agitated as he supported his bump. Jazz responded by asking hesitantly if he could touch it.
3) surprise—Prowl jumped in surprise as he felt a pair of arms wrap around his swollen middle, rubbing his belly gently as the other mech whispered, "Our sparkling is goin' to be beautiful, just like you." Prowl blushed at the statement, curling his lips into a smile.
4) gentle—As Prowl sang along and danced to the gentle melody, Jazz didn't think he had ever seen something so beautiful.
5) paradise—"Hello, my dear," he said soothingly as he brushed his hand against the mech's cheek tenderly, enjoying the widening of golden optics at the gesture, "I have been waiting for you. No paradise is complete without you."
6) gesture—Watching as his sparkling lifted one tiny hand up to him, Prowl brought his own hand forward as he let tiny fingers grasp his thumb, enjoying the gesture of innocent trust as a chirp found its way out of his little one's mouth.
7) found—"Bluestreak! Smokescreen!" Where are you?" he called out in worry before a soft rustling sound made him look back to see two frantic younglings running toward him. Prowl sobbed in relief, clutching them to him as they wailed and cried. He had found them.
8) lucky—As Prowl stared in worry at his mate's battered form, he sent calming pulses of energy to the newspark resting in his chest, counting himself lucky that he still had someone to call "bondmate."
9) irritate—Shifting in his seat, Prowl wondered why his fuel tank seemed so irritated; he dearly hoped he wouldn't purge all over the meeting room table.
10) new—"Your memory core has been replaced: it's completely new. Now, Prowl, go greet your mate and tell him what we had to do and why you can't remember anything."
11) abandon—Prowl looked back in sorrow, swiftly abandoning the sight of his former mate getting executed for killing an innocent sparkling; he took refuge in the arms of his twin, Jazz, whose cold glare could nearly melt steel.
12) abandon—Crying out with abandon, Jazz split open his spark chamber for Prowl, the radiant light shining throughout the room.
13) abate—As the tide of pain started to abate, Prowl weakly opened his optics when he heard a sudden, loud cry. "He has your vocalizer, Jazz," he softly commented to his mate about their sparkling.
14) drool—If he could, he would have positively started to drool: the Praxian that he had just set his optics on was absolutely gorgeous!
15) explain—"Oh? Then do tell, explain to me how I got sparked when I don't have any carrier programming!" he shouted, recent events taking their toll on him as his processor absorbed this new information. "I thought my systems were supposed to dissolve too much unused spark energy in an effort to keep this from happening during the war!"
16) glass—Prowl enjoyed the way Jazz was treating him, as if he was a fragile glass vase that would shatter at the slightest touch.
17) fear—As he stared with no small amount of fear at the remarkably small, snarling Polyhexian warrior, Prowl protected his stomach where a fragile body was growing. "Please, don't hurt me," he begged quietly, "I am with child and fear not for my life, but its life."
18) guess—At the rate Prowl spoke, though, Jazz was surprised that the mech's mouth did not merely fly off his face, and he barely hazarded a guess at what the Praxian was trying to say.
19) date—"Awesome, so it's a date! I can't wait!" Jazz exclaimed, leaving Prowl behind, smiling like a fool, in front of the other Praxians.
20) laugh—As he delighted in the quiet, musical sound, Jazz vowed to get Prowl to laugh more often.
21) epiphany—Staring at the map, Prowl realized what he had done wrong. He grinned and silently thanked Primus for the epiphany.
22) jeopardy—The battlefield put many people in jeopardy, especially Prowl because of his sensitive doorwings.
23) veracity—Although Optimus' veracity impressed many people, Prowl was not included among those people.
24) omniscient—Cliffjumper knew that he was far from omniscient (and was also, in fact, quite dense), but even he could see how badly Jazz sought to be friends with Prowl.
25) irrevocable—Prowl felt dread regarding every battlefield decision he made, knowing that his decisions were irrevocable.
26) sordid—Bumblebee shivered at the sordid smell enveloping the Decepticon fortress. How did Prowl and Jazz get themselves into these messes?
27) advocate—Everyone watched as Primus' advocate glowed, outstretching his hands toward Prowl, palms up with a welcoming expression on his faceplates as he said, "Prowl, your time was meant to end long ago, and Primus would welcome you gladly back into his fold and your true home if you decide to come. Would you like to return to the Well and find peace?"
28) accord—With the way Prowl's engine growled in fury during their mock-argument, Jazz sincerely whished that they could reveal their accord to the public.
29) exonerate—Jazz was immensely grateful when he heard that the evidence the enforcer had found could exonerate him.
30) welcome—As Prowl watched the former drone, its visor onlined, and the new mech struggled to get up. "Welcome to the world, Jazz," he murmured gently so as to not startle the other any further.
31) tiny—Nightwish looked to his mate and then to their sparkling, a tiny mech called Prowl. "Beautiful," he commented.
32) cordial—As the emperor of Praxus greeted with a cordial smile, Jazz's attention was caught on a black and white mech.
33) antagonist—Prowl stared at Jazz, fury in his gaze as the other mech glared coldly at him. Jazz was the worst kind of antagonist: cold, calm, and collected, very much like Prowl.
34) eulogy—Jazz suddenly broke into agonized keens while Kup read Prowl's eulogy. Prowl had been such a considerate mech, not deserving of the death given to him.
35) holocaust—As he watched the great city of Praxus burn and melt to the ground, Prowl couldn't help himself as he collapsed to his knees and mournfully keened at the sight of his people's massive holocaust.
36) reach—Jazz raised his arms, straining to reach the paint cans as he cursed his shortness. He scowled as a white hand easily grabbed one of the canisters for him.
37) angel—Prowl tilted his head as he took in the mech before him, who faceplates were covered in tears and whose features were drooping in an exhaustion that Prowl just couldn't comprehend. "If you will lead, then I will follow," whispered the messenger of Primus. "I will only follow you."
38) down—Prowl tenderly laid Jazz down on the medical berth, whimpering in worry as his beloved's vitals fell rapidly, too rapidly for Jazz to come out entirely unscathed from this ordeal.
39) panorama—When the twins sneaked into Prowl's quarters and saw the beautifully painted panorama of the Helix Gardens, they left in sorrow.
40) construe—Prowl sighed as he construed the tactical plan for his commanding officer, wanting to make a good impression.
41) transpose—Jazz stared in shock at the sight of his body, processor nearly freezing at the sight. "Prowl, our sparks have been transposed!"
42) sardonic—As the Decepticons' sardonic laughter surrounded him, Prowl felt himself falling into madness, pain tearing him in two as he screamed.
43) burst—Jazz burst into the briefing room, speaking frantically while clutching something positively tiny in his hands: a Praxian sparkling.
44) walk—Smokescreen smiled as he and his youngling walked to the festival, both sets of doorwings fluttering wildly.
45) proud—Prowl had watched as the crystals he tended grew over the vorns and he couldn't be more proud of them.
46) dance (comes after #30, "welcome")—Prowl slowly led the new mech, Jazz, through the dance steps, delighting in the pure and simple enjoyment he saw on the mech's face.
47) alluring—Jazz's engine purred as he stared at the positively gorgeous mech dancing in front of him so alluringly. As his optics zeroed in on the prominent bulge of the Praxian's stomach, he knew he simply had to have the other. First, though, he had to find out the mech's name.
48) airsick—Prowl watched with sympathy, rubbing Jazz's back, as his mate purged out the oddly-colored contents of his tanks. Poor Jazz; he hated flying.
49) backbone—If he had one, Prowl was certain that his backbone would have shattered with the force of the hit.
50) heartthrob—'Oh, Jazz is definitely a heartthrob,' Prowl thought, 'with his flirty looks and charming personality that draws even someone like me to him.'
