6/13/2017
1. Barrier—He could see his mate but not speak to him, with the glowing forcefield separating them from each other to act as a barrier.
2. Radiant—Every time he beheld his mate's beauty, it struck him as radiant in such a way that he'd never be able to compare.
3. Handsome—Jazz flushed with pleasure as the handsome Praxian thanked him for taking him to his destination.
4. Cosmic—The Galaxy Warrior twirled his neo-forge in the air to show off his prowess with the weapon for the new recruits, and the cosmic being inside the weapon flared brilliantly.
12/4/2017
5. Appreciation—Prowl's optics flickered as he watched on the camera recording of the Special Operations bots cleaning the base to show their appreciation of everything that the bots of the base did for them.
6. Whole—For his entire life, Jazz had felt such an emptiness that could never be filled or made whole, but now that he beheld this beautiful, powerful being under his whim, he saw something that could fill him with worthiness.
7. Day—One day, Jazz knew he would pass away into the Well of All Sparks. When that day came, he would pass all of his belongings, both legal and not, to his beloved sparkling.
8. Love—To him, love meant never giving up on the other person in the relationship, but it also meant letting your loves fight their own battles and make their own mistakes to learn from.
9. Pride—That was the proudest he had ever seen Prowl, Jazz recalled, when the mech had accomplished all of his work ahead of time and been able to spend his evening pampering Jazz and their sparkling.
10. Leave—His optics dimmed mournfully as he watched his most recent love pack up his possessions to leave their home.
1/21/2018
11. Intimidate—Even with as small as Jazz was, everybody knew that he was a mech who was difficult to intimidate.
1/22/2018
12. Iterate—Jazz watched Perceptor iterate the formula and write down the results in the datapad at his side.
13. Mitigate—Prowl's wings flared wide and glowed brilliantly as he activated the shielding system installed in Praxian enforcer wings to mitigate the damage from energy attacks.
14. Palpitate—Jazz's spark palpitated in his chest as he stared down the Praxian outlander that had kidnapped him, a mature Polyhexian of impressive lineage.
15. Propitiate—In his mortal lifetime, Prowl propitiated the God of Creation by serving him faithfully and giving many crystal carvings to his temples.
16. Substantiate—Jazz knew nothing could substantiate the rumors that he had once been a dominatrix for a well-known pleasure house in Staniz, but the damage had already been done to his reputation. Not that the rumor was untrue.
17. Aromatic—Crushed crystals were aromatic enough to serve as popular aphrodisiacs in Praxus, though whether they actually worked was another matter entirely.
18. Austere—Praxians were an austere people, and while Prowl followed that mold, Jazz loved him just as he was.
19. Blasphemy—Prowl did not care if blasphemy was to make love to a servant of the God of Creation in the god's own temple, but he couldn't keep himself away from the beauty underneath him.
20. Dogma—Even though he served them, Jazz hated the dogma that the Senate shoved into the processors of the young newbuilds.
21. Enigma—Every single special operations bot was an enigma.
22. Heresy—He couldn't stand to watch or listen to all of the heresy that the priests were spouting.
23. Ironic—It was ironic that the Decepticon's attempt at communication actually succeeded.
1/25/2018
24. Labyrinth—The Scorpid nest was the ultimate labyrinth, especially since many of the passageways they used were designed and carved specifically as a protection measure to confuse invading enemies.
2/7/2018
25. Pathos—Jazz wanted so dearly to be able to say that nothing at all in his life had a pathos to it.
26. Proselytize—Upon refusing to be proselytized to a primus-worshipping way, Jazz and the rest of the Unicron-praisers were put to death by the very mechs who claimed their god, the supposed creator of all Cybertronians, was benevolent to all, no matter their frametype.
27. Prototype—Jazz knew that this mech was the first of his kind, a prototype for future warriors to be created from and modeled after, so he greeted the newly-awakened Praxian with a large smile, sure that the mech would be able to guard him well.
2/9/2018
28. Zealot—All of them were zealots, and their utter lack of acceptance to other ways of life made Jazz take his sparkling away and flee from their cities.
2/10/2018
29. Discern—There were no features that discerned the twins from each other, nothing that promoted uniqueness in either of the pair.
30. Discretion—Where was this mech's sense of discretion, buried and forgotten in a ditch somewhere?
31. Disparage—Even though his cousins, siblings, and even creators disparaged him every chance they got, Jazz didn't let the harsh treatments pull him down from doing what he loved.
2/19/2018
32. Dissension—Dissention tore through the ranks of the fay, untold numbers of their kind murdered by their moral enemies until one mech stepped up into the place of their rulers and rallied them together with his strong voice and convincing words
33. From : interdigitate (to interlock in the manner of locked fingers)—There was a statue there with a servo outstretched. The matching statue had been destroyed thoroughly, but Prowl stepped forward to interdigitate his servo with the statue's digits, confident in his guess that the size of his digits would be a perfect match for this statue. He was proven correct when the stone twitched and slowly curled in a matching handhold and the mech trapped inside the statue took his first breath in millennia.
34. Chatter: There was a Polyhexian word for this meaningless chatter that all Iaconians favored: jawen, a noun for the safe, boring talks that got nothing done and served no purpose, pronounced "yehwen" or "yeh-win."
2/19/2018
35. Precipitate—"The precipitation on this planet is wonderful, isn't it, prowl? Jazz asked his mate as they stood with their helms toward the sky to relish n the amazingly acid-free rainful pouring onto them.
36. Premonition—When the Praxians of the Order of the Crystal Moon had their premonitions, nothing good was ever revealed in the interpretation, especially if the dream was a mechlet's first, and they woke from a nightmare from it.
3/4/2018
37. Preposterous—How no mech had ever thought to lure the demon into a cage was preposterous! Were they all so dumb as to not see the obvious, easy solution to the problem?
38. Profane—The group never denied that they did profane acts such as desecration the temples of Primus, and that more than anything made the public listen to them.
39. Proficient—With the time it took a mech to be proficient in the delicate art of crystal growing, Prowl could have courted a mate and made at least three sparklings with him.
3/5/2018
40. Provocation—Prowl was usually a peaceful sort, never one to respond to the provocation of others, but this mech, this blasted tiny Polyhexian, made him lose his cool without the mech even trying to irk him.
41. Diffidence—This little mech was adorable, especially with how he shrunk in diffidence when in a crowd or how he brushed his helm fins back out of nervousness.
42. Cessation—The cessation of the hunting of their kind brought about many benefits, not only for themselves but also for their former hunters, and their races both prospered with young new members, increased trade, and exotic new travel opportunities.
3/6/2018
43. Contrivance—Prowl had no lack of contrivances up his armor when it came to dealing with stubborn bureaucratic bots, but around Jazz, he dropped all pretenses of such schemes and falsities.
44. Animation—Jazz only prayed that Prime would forgive him for this terrible action, this animation of Prowl's gray frame, as he guided the revived frame to the berth; he couldn't let Prowl go. Just couldn't. He needed him.
45. Emulation—The emulation by sparklings of their creators was only one reason Jazz was fearful of making offspring. It terrified him to think that his actions could influence the entire life path of another living person.
46. Exasperation—The Polyhexian soaked in the praise of the locals, much to the exasperation of his darling knight companion who put up with so much from him.
I/D/K
47. Dissipate—Jazz bowed his helm as his beloved's spark dissipated in front of his optics, pain clearing away from the other's face as he went home.
48. Lip—Ironhide fumed, angered at the tiny Polyhexian. How dare that mech give him such lip?
49. Independent—Jazz roared in cheer along with his people as they lifted their spears and swords, celebrating independence from their captors.
50. Reserve—There was something about the other's countenance, something reserved but waiting to be unleased, though in a bit of fury or brilliance he didn't know, that made him anxious.
