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Starscream: Soundwave, hack into their cameras.

Soundwave: Of course. Let me just load my “Tap into every security camera in the Autobots base” app.

Soundwave: *Taps on a screen*

Soundwave: I apologize if that sounded like sarcasm. It wasn’t; I am in.

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June walked into the main room to find Ratchet staring at various humam anatomy diagrams displayed through the monitors.

Bones, muscles, nerves, etc.

All of them focused sorely on the arms, wrists, and hands.

"Doing some human research, Ratchet?"

The autobot hums in affirmation.

"I believe Rafael's arms to be damaged. I'm researching possible treatment."

"What!? Raf is hurt?! What happened? Where is he?"

"Relax, he's not injured, just damaged. I suspect it is either an old injury acting up or poorly maintenance."

"He shouldn't have any old injury like that, I believe. Is he in pain?"

"No to my knowledge. But I've seen him manually recalibrate his servos way too often for it to be healthy."

June blinks, confused.

"Recalibrate his servos?"

Ratchet scoffs. "You know, when he," Ratchet holds his hands in front of his body, and after a slight pause, he flaps them in a quick (and loud) motion "does this. If Rafael was a bot, the only reason to do that would be to loosen up rusted joints and recalibrate his motors. It's not a particularly bad habit, but Rafael does it multiple times a day. His joints, human or not, should NOT de-align so fast. Something is clearly wrong, so -"

"Ratchet." June interrupted, sounding relieved.

"Raf's arms aren't damaged. He's just stimming."

Ratchet resets his optics, baffled. "What's stimming?"

Later that night, Ratchet finds himself working side to side with Optimus on the main console.

"I learned something new about humans today."

"Oh?" Optimus intoned, optics still focusing on his work, but voicing his curiosity.

"You know that thing Bee does, where his doorwings will flap in place when he comes back from a mission to find Rafael in the base? Or how Smokescreen's wheels start spinning when Ultra Magnus makes him stay in place too long for a lecture?"

The way your headlights would start blinking in sync with your voice, as you excitedly explained to me a new document you found in the archives, before you trained yourself out of it, because it was unsightful of a Prime.

"Turns out humans have a word for it. They call it stimming."

Optimus eyes brighten with interest. And as he starts babling theories about possible evolutionary needs for this stimming (a release of excess energy caused by low activity? or perhaps a smaller body than usual, or maybe it had nothing to do with energy and was instead a way to signal other nearby humans about their emotional state?) Ratchet couldn't help but steal a glance towards the Prime's headlights.

He couldn't help but feel disappointed to see them completely dark all through his tirade.

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@quetzalpapalotl dunno if you recall but i made a lil post talking about this, that you liked, and i turned it into this lil thing!

(Btw, i hope its okay to keep @ u when i write this lil things that i think youd like? I dont wanna come off as spammy kydkgdkgd)

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chaos goblins

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Please please please please tell me about "Actually, Not Knowing the Ending is Scarier"!

Saw this coming. Hi Measly!

Through means I shan't disclose here, Maria is. . . well, not cured, but treated to the extent that her disease is no longer terminal; or at least only marginally more likely to kill her than anything else.

Also, she and Shadow escape that other business.

Most of the fics I end up actually writing are written in reaction to a question that tickles my brain. A friendship between Knuckles and Shadow would lead to cool conversations: How do? What if Sonic remembered the Freedom Fighters and he was the only one who did?

The main question for this fic is: How would Maria respond if she got to live?

She's been on the ARK for as long as she can remember. Masking her frustration with the unfairness of her illness—playing, if not the angel of Gerald's rose-tinted memory, the good granddaughter. Managed to find a sort of morbid solace, or at least closure, with the fact that she probably wouldn't live to see 20; that she could be certain of how she'd die, if not quite the when.

Then, all of a sudden, that certainty vanishes. Her future is as vague and open as anyone else's.

How complicated must that feeling be, especially for someone as intelligent as a Robotnik? Does she mourn, does she celebrate? Stall out, overwhelmed?

I've also got a whole post with questions about Maria, her character and what she'd be like if she lived that I'll explore through this fic.

But then, you know about that one—you're responsible for prompting my brain into spawning this concept in the first place.

Thanks for enabling my specific strain of madness, Measly.

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You saw this coming: I demand you tell me more about your ideas for "Robot Therapy", especially Omega's, please and thank you

Its a silly concept came up with in a text post I made once, a first chapter of it here. I can do you an excerpt of the Omega chapter, or what got done of it?

"Thank you. Unit E-123 Omega, please describe in your own words why you are here today."

Omega narrowed his pupil covers at Hopper.

"You should have records. This unit's time is wasted."

Hopper adjusted her seat momentarily to buy herself time to find words. One trick she had learned from the psych team, apart from how to cheat at cards, was to match tone to create a favourable atmosphere. Most robots were not good at identifying when a person was being false, like some non-mechanical patients would, so it was usually safe. But it took thought, too. More accurate words. Monotone. Direct speech, no symbolism.

"Cognitive assessment must confirm defendant is aware of both: results of fact-finding hearing, and allegations made against them. Assessment is not complete without their given statement, which is then confirmed with Defence Attorney."

Omega blinked, and fiddled with his chair. It occurred to Hopper that just after she scratched her nose, he swept dust from face. She turned her neck as he thought, and sure enough his turned too.

[Keenly aware of my behaviours. Watches me watch him. Assessment of empathy warranted - could be indicative of unusually high social need for his kind. Or he's trying to get me comfortable enough to kill me.]

The objective of the series was to explore a few concepts:

How regular society is trying to fit Robots, ex-roboticised people/ animals, and people with robot-based trauma into the modern world.

How the unequivocal existance of intelligent machines changes the definition and understanding of thought and personhood.

How are fave robots would react to someone trying to psychoanalyse them, which is what we sit and do here on tum bler dot com.

Omega's appointment is with a very machine-minded doctor, who is trying to perform an assessment for the judge as he has been found guilty of committing major property damage and resisting arrest. The intention was to explore some of my ideas about how the criminal justice system is handling Omega and others like him who by our (well, UK, idk the whole world) standards would not be responsible for their own actions.

The intention is not to actually provide any counselling/ mental health advice. I'm not a doctor, just a bitch who's had a lot of different types of counselling. And the intention is also not to evolve the world in any way - Metal stays loyal to eggman, as does Orbot. Omega will not become unviolent. It's just a way to study them I guess 🤷

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Please please please tell me more about your original work "Kinship" please!!

Hehehehe. Funny you should ask. Sitting next to me at my desk is the very same sketchbook I first drew my little guy Max on, because I left it at home when I went to uni, then found it again and it still had lots of pages. Max dates back to me doing my final I.B. exams in school:

Right is main design, Left is a 'found' design, as in what he was when his mum found him. So, little robot from a future world that was ravaged by a lightning storm that severed communities goes on a world adventure toplaces not contacted in hundred or so years. Envisioned it 2d animated, with lots of stretch and squash - he should never feel stiff!

Max comes from a city that completely sealed itself in and relies on machines to do everything - they aren't thinking ones, though. His mother figure found him and built him up, but he really wants to go and see the world outside.

It's intended to be a bit of an anthropological exploration, but all the societies must be divorced enough from any real world ones so that it isn't making commentary directly about anyone. There are real monsters, mostly elemental but both old and new. Max would really like to find another machine that has woken up, and keeps thinking he has, but they aren't really awake and freely thinking.

Another old character that was first doodled on higher maths papers was cloudman, who still looks something like this (from summer 2017, iirc I was travelling with my colour pencils and paper)

And these days Max would look a bit nore like this

Scribbled out the last design I remember of him, because the files are somewhere on my personal computer. He has a pet alarm clock called Tick. He was originally just a calculator with a dream. He changes out his wheels, and would physically 'grow' during the series.

I wrote the scripts for him in my final year at uni, because I was depressed and wanted my dissertation to be something I would love, and my supervisor helped me change the rules on what was accepted as a dissertation. It did really well. I still have more stories I'd like to write about my lil guy.

Big limit here is the art - character design for animation is a whole discipline I barely studied because I did a film course, not animation. So he looks a bit off - he needs to be both made of simpler shapes and more recognisable. But I'd never be able to make him on my own anyway!

Thank you so much for asking, my poor little man sits patiently at the back of my head with his friends: a mouse, a snake tree, a boat, the clouds, a burning barrel of oil and his mum who loves him.

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I forgot to post this. Girlies.

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For the WIP ask game, PLEASE tell me more about that Metal Sonic wip. I need that like I need air.

Hello!

Okay so this one is a little different from what I've written so far, but it's a Metal Sonic and Amy fic. It's not really a ship fic, but me building off their current relationship. Metal is returning back to Eggman after a mission and gets sidetracked after seeing Amy wander somewhere. This is me doing a glorified character study for both Metal and Amy in fic form now that I think about it.

“Metal?” and he couldn’t resist his flinch as Amy turned towards him, peering intently at him over her shoulder. “Aren’t you coming?” …He had already finished what the Doctor assigned him to do. He was done, meaning he would be placed into stasis until he was needed again, meaning he would be an unnecessary factor for maybe months this time; exempt from doing almost anything because Sage was still here and better than him- Metal moved to sit down next to Amy, allowing his legs to dangle over the sides of the cliff as she gave him a small, crooked smile. (It’s not like anyone was going to notice his absence regardless.)

(Existential crisis are always a fun opportunity to bond with Amy!)

Thank you for the ask! From this ask game!

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I must not explain the joke. Explaining the joke is the joke-killer. I will face my followers who did not get the joke. I will permit them to pass over me and through me

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Short Comic -- Death of a Star

I'm not terrific at making comics, but I think this is one of my better written and illustrated ones. I hope I didn't make you too sad ;v;

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maria robotnik i truly believe in my heart that you should be allowed to get so mad and angry

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shadow and eclipse are so nebula and gamora coded guys LISTEN TO ME

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The incoherent letter to Respawn Entertainment I’ll never send

Dear Respawn,

I’ll preface with the fact that I do not care about Apex Legends. I’ve played it once (1) and it didn’t stick and I’m not invested in the lore of the current characters. I’ve heard one (or more) of them is gay and I do like that though.

However, I am here to petition you about adding a very important character to the Apex Legends lineup. His name is Jack Cooper and I’m sure your writing team is already familiar with him. He is the only white boy wonder protagonist I’ve ever loved and I would like to remind you that he got personally, personally invited to join Apex Legends by the man named Blisk in the cutscene everyone forgot about in Titanfall 2 because immediately following was the cutscene that made everyone bawl like little babies (me included). But this does not negate the point. Jack got a personal invitation to participate in the games. Here’s why he should:

Dedicated fans have decoded your easter egg in the end credit scene of Titanfall 2. The helmet flashes in binary and the message says “Jack?”. This confirms that everyone’s favorite character in the history of videogames is still, in fact, alive. I’m talking about BT-7274, otherwise known as the most goddamn lovable mech robot I’ve ever fucking seen. If you weren’t aware, BT-7274 and Jack Cooper are legally married. They channel the purest essence of the Knight-Rider-Buddy-Cop aesthetic in their every interaction and are one of, if not the most enjoyable onscreen relationship there’s been in years. They would die for each other, they would live for each other, and they deserve a happy domestic life where nothing bad ever happens to them again. However, in order to achieve this, they need to find each other again.

BT-7274 is still alive, that much is clear from the easter egg, but he could be anywhere in space and time because he got caught in the explosion of the fold weapon. However, Jack, being a member of the Militia, is currently in active service and can’t drop everything to go searching without serious repercussions. However, if he joined the Apex Games, he’d be able to travel with the games and the show runners would protect him from the Militia’s retaliation for his leaving. To summarize, Jack has adequate motivation to join Apex Legends because through it he can search time and space for BT.

While I do not care about Apex Legends as a game, I offer the idea that Jack would be a fun playable character. The game does not currently have an official wall-running mechanic because none of the characters are pilots, but Jack is, so that could be the center of his kit. It would be a fantastic gameplay throwback for your players that got invested in the Titanfall-style movement shooter. On a more radical note, perhaps his ultimate ability would be calling down a spectral version of BT-7274 to pilot for a short amount of time- explained lorewise as BT reaching through time and space to help out when his pilot is in a tight spot. Perhaps in a similar way to how the ghost lady hears voices of herself from the future? Again, I am unsure of current Apex lore, so you will have to do the proper lore adjustments to make everything work.

But really, the core of this idea is mostly for the continuity. It is borne from my deep attachment to Jack Cooper and BT-7274, and a desire to see their storyline continued from the spectacular campaign of Titanfall 2. You got me attached to these characters, twisted the knife, then suggested there’s a chance for them to have a happy ending, so now you have to deal with me. Please add Jack Cooper to Apex Legends or I will begin picketing outside of your headquarters.

Sincerely, A Titanfall 2 fan

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2 uhm. fake comic covers for the time twins au i never finished. first one was from a year ago the second one is one i sketched a few days ago and immediately lost steam for

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