#Pulsewave

[pulsewavesemiconductor]

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[magicalbunbun]

Me:*after seeing the art of the “true leader”*…….oh my primes………*I turn my head to the side to say pulsewave (my oc) past out on the floor*……..

Girl you gonna need to show mW your oc cus I'm dying here to know about them

[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector Prime. Is there a universe where Optimus Prime took the lives of all Autobots and Decepticons?

Dear Morbid Machiavellian,

While the scenario you describe is rare, I am aware of one universe where such an event occurred. In this reality, both the Autobots and Decepticons fought against the Liege Maximo and his Maximal Empire—but their fighting was for nought, as the tyrant had merely been biding his time until his ultimate weapon was created. The Liege Maximo had manipulated the arrogant Jhiaxus into creating a pulsewave generator that would instantly kill any Cybertronian who it touched, and when he unleashed this "death wave", the Autobots and Decepticons alike were wiped out. The lone survivor was Optimus Prime—the Matrix he carried in his chest protected him from the wave's effects, at the cost of its crystal core being extinguished.

The Liege's aim was to cause the mass, simultaneous entering of millions of Cybertronian life-forces into the Realm of All Sparks, creating a breach that he would be able to use to transcend from material reality into the cosmic spheres... and he would have succeeded, if not for the actions of Optimus Prime. Acting on instinct, Optimus opened the emptied Matrix, drawing all the released sparks into it; he took the lives of all Autobots and Decepticons into his own body, protecting them from the Liege Maximo's predations, and evolving him into the mighty Optimus Primus.

With the life-force of all of Cybertron coursing through his body, Optimus Primus took the Liege Maximo on in single combat, eventually breaching the villain's chest and revealing his spark to the world. Optimus opened the Matrix once again—but this time, a single force emerged: the ghostly essence of Megatron. Furious at having been used for another's schemes, Megatron tore the Liege Maximo's life spark from his body, and dragged it screaming into the under-void: the space below even the Realm of All Sparks, from which no light can ever emerge.

In the aftermath, Optimus relinquished the power of Optimus Primus, returning the sparks of the Autobots and Decepticons to their bodies. A few chose instead to pass on to the Realm of All Sparks, feeling their time had come, while others remained within the Matrix, wishing to pass on their knowledge and wisdom to the next generation of Cybertronians after the war. And one, Starscream, was trapped in a limbo state—having fled from the pull of the Matrix, he was left as a ghost, unable to be returned to his body or to pass on to the realm beyond.

[finniesartblog]

I was thinking about Sawyer being four years old and remembered that this, of course, means that LEAH is also four years old! She actually predates her older sibling by a few months, along with her best friend Frankie.

Her t-shirt is a bit of a family in-joke, since Pulsewave is a popular ship name for most popular local superhero duo - AKA her parents!

[quietbluejay]

Transformers Infiltration #2

yes! I'm trying for another one!

hope you guys are enjoying the adventures of Verity and Hunter (and Jimmy and Ratchet) so far

It's time for Ratchet POV!

"Here...," says Ratchet's holoavatar, offering a holoavatar version of the computer up, and crackling with electricity

Narration: I do something I should have done several chronoticks ago

Narration: and then-

Narration: -I let him have it

electricity arcs out at Decepticon dude

also let's all be thankful they stopped saying "chronoticks"

sometimes things that are transformers specific…are worse

Ratchet goes into robot mode and blocks the falling wreckage

Runsamuck (grey dude): You-

he pulls out a gun

Runsamuck: ...piece of Autobot-

Ratchet casually fires a gun from his wrist

Ratchet: uh-uh...

Ratchet really came loaded for bear, huh, lol

he looks down towards the three humans who are staring at him bug-eyed

Ratchet:...not in front of the humans!

Ratchet: Hunter, Verity, Jimmy

Verity gets in but without taking Hunter's hand

Ratchet takes off with a screech of tires

oh huh, his autobot insignia is black i think it's a colouring issue, it was red in the last issue

RIP Jimmy I hope he had some kind of insurance or at least whoever owned the place, since Jimmy's 17

now let's see what's up with Mr. Businessman

he's dead, jim

they don't recognize his face

and he's got no ID either

meanwhile, while they're discussing it, one police dude is radioing it in that they found the guy they're looking for

first appearance of the machination!

kinda like SEELE if SEELE wore cowboy hats

(note: i have never seen Neon Genesis Evangelion)

wow, SoCal is much more lush than I was lead to believe

yes, by all means, bluejay, take your cues from the comic that has sharks in lake michigan

Ratchet: we…that is, my group intercepted a coded Decepticon pulsewave. A human male had been specifically targeted for deletion

the three of them look around alarmed

Ratchet: I think now I understand why. He managed what our entire detachment couldn't and-

Ratchet: hang on

Ratchet narration: I engage mufflers

they're being followed by a plane

it's TC again

Ratchet weaves his way through the cars

two of the cars crunch into each other causing some really bad damage

RIP

these two clowns are back how'd they get fixed so fast

the two decepticars slam into a poor unsuspecting red car while Ratchet explains that this isn't normal behaviour

so the data has to be really important

Ratchet: or they just don't care any more

Ratchet: or -uff! - both!

one of them rear ends him

blah blah it's pure with no contaminants

also since they've broken protocol they can expect a response...

and they'd like to be ready

it's my boi

hi starscream

Verity: what kind of aliendeathwarmachine are you?!

Ratchet: Alien? I'm a medic. I prefer…

a truck is barrelling towards them, head-on

Ratchet somehow slides to the side and avoids getting hit

the deceptidudes aren't as lucky

and there go our two decepticon cars crashing to the ground at the bottom of the cliff

"STOP!" Verity yells

Ratchet screeches to a stop

poor verity is having a panic attack

Verity: I-I did a bad thing, I know but...

Verity: I can't deal with this, okay

Hunter: Verity...

Verity: I just can't!

Jimmy grabs Hunter's shoulder

Jimmy: Hunter...

Jimmy: no offence but…I'll talk to her

he clambers out over Hunter

Hunter is left alone, tapping his fingers

he catches himself and doesn't fall

Verity giggles

Jimmy: oh yeah, that's it...freak!

lol

Hunter: and the guys chasing us are Decepticons, right? So…what does that make you?

Ratchet: nervous

he says he wants to put as much distance between them and the other guys ASAP

Hunter leans back

Hunter: here…we call that evasion. want to try again? them decepticon, you…

Ratchet: we-

Jimmy and Verity run back into the car

Jimmy: gotta go!

Verity: now!

Hunter: but-

he looks up at the sky and sees Thundercracker (again)

Hunter: ah, okay, it'll keep

oh huh at least one of Verity's foster homes was Catholic, looks like man I didn't have the hail mary memorized at her age lmao

a missile streaks towards Ratchet

Ratchet: NOW

he zooms off the highway

oof that's gonna be some bad whiplash

everyone gets their guns out

Hunter: tell me they're friends of yours...

they fire up at Thundercracker

he gets hit and flies off

Hunter: hm. These, ah, comrades of yours…not big on hugs and happy returns, I'm guessing?

Ratchet: Prowl?

the three Autobots here transform

doh! of course it's sunstreaker, not bee

there's a beat panel looking at ratchet

who looks like an ambulance so he has no expression

Ratchet: two words...

Ratchet: siege mode

Prowl looks shocked

and end issue!

lmao this Prowl was possessed by Ultra Magnus

and we're really getting to see some of Furman's flaws lol, he can kinda get stilted at times, and the technobabble....

[sonali321]

https://www.linkedin.com/company/pulsewave-media-engine/?viewAsMember=true

[intothecrush]

🗣️

Send 🗣️ and my muse will tell yours about a character from their canon and/or backstory!

She's started to walk through the woods, slowly making her way out of them towards civilization after a night out camping, looking down at her phone, she got more messages. She sends another to the boy who got her to remember "Food is Important"

"So...yeah, long story short, I think I've been isekaid by a cruel and powerful fox deity of some kind."

"Shot in the dark, no idea if your world is the one I came from or not but, on the OFF HAND CHANCE that it is...you think you could try to get ahold of a Tia Porter, from Syracuse, NY? She's my oldest younger sibling of the four...aaaaand if what the fox told me is true, she just saw me fall over dead from a bolt of lightning, so I'm a bit concerned."

____________________ Bonus:

Ryuji's Phone, for some reason, would suddenly receive a sort of News Article Notification from the Universe he was getting Bre's texts from;

Do The Enigmatic Prime Minister Valorius's New Policies Threaten the Habitats of Endangered Zoan Species?

As PM Valorius expands the Helios Republic's city territories closer and closer to Xavarian borders, the fact he may be cutting into the territory of the endangered Slamhorn, a species of Zoan resembling the Rhinoceros of ancient humanity's time, may be enough to cause the Helian citizens to finally question their masked leader on his motives. Context Provided from the KitsuVerse App: Zoans are massive Metal animals created by ancient gods in the image of a previous era's fauna. Zoan are Living creatures, akin to the bestiary of the Zoids franchise. Their reproduction method is a bit...convoluted, but to keep it short in this post, the aforementioned gods have a super computer, "ONYX", in the continental crust of Somnium (The Continent that Xavara, The Helios Republic, Guyren Empire, and Luxlo Kingdom are on) that in cycles sends out pulsewaves that ignite programmed "Zoan Hearts" that attract the required metals and minerals to form a new Zoan around each heart.

When a Zoan dies, their data gets sent back to the super computer for later distribution, meaning even Man Made and modified Zoans will occasionally be born naturally into the world.

[sarufaromeo]

Pre order🔥🔥

Release date : Feb.21 2024

Artist : Lorenzo Oppo

Title : Watch Me(Original Mix)

#Hardtechno #melodictechno #techno #acidhouse #house #housemusic #acidtechno #technomusic #beatport #applemusic #junodownload #PulseWaveRecords #spotify

#Beatport

[playstation7app2]

#SamuraiSkirts Battle Doll Profile: Pochacco

General Information:

Name: Pochacco

Model Number: SS-PCH-001

Serial Number: 007-PUPPY-NOVA

Type: Celestial Cybernetic Battle Doll

Class: Guardian / Speedster

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Lane Configuration: Jungle / Support

Battle Stats:

HP: ★★★★☆ (4/5) – High stamina with advanced auto-regeneration.

Attack: ★★★☆☆ (3/5) – Agile strikes with energy-infused paw gauntlets.

Speed: ★★★★★ (5/5) – Excels in high-speed dashes, teleportation bursts.

Defense: ★★★☆☆ (3/5) – Light armor, but high evasion capabilities.

Magic Power: ★★★★☆ (4/5) – Cosmic energy manipulation with lunar buffs.

Support Skills: ★★★★☆ (4/5) – Enhances allies' speed and reflexes.

Abilities & Techniques:

Star Paw Comet Strike ✦ (Basic Attack)

Pochacco delivers a high-speed strike with energy-charged gauntlets. Deals extra damage if used in succession.

Nebula Blink ✦ (Mobility Skill)

Instantly teleports a short distance, leaving behind a dazzling starburst explosion that briefly stuns enemies.

Lunar Puppy Guard ✦ (Defensive Skill)

Summons an energy barrier shaped like a crescent moon, blocking incoming projectiles. Absorbs energy to empower the next attack.

Aurora Paw Rush ✦ (Ultimate Move)

Charges forward at light speed, slashing through enemies in a dazzling flurry of cosmic energy. Each hit boosts Pochacco’s evasion rate for a short duration.

Starlit Howl ✦ (Support Skill)

Releases a celestial howl that grants allies increased movement speed and attack speed for 10 seconds.

Equipment & Features:

Dressblade Armor: Celestial Puppeteer Set (White, Black, and Cobalt Blue with Red & Blue Energy Accents)

Weapon: Dual Energy Paw Gauntlets infused with cosmic energy.

Special Feature: Lunar Augmented Speed Enhancer (L.A.S.E.), allowing ultra-fast movement through cosmic fields.

Combat Role:

Best Used As: Agile Jungle Assassin / Support Guardian

Strengths: Fast-paced combat, excellent mobility, high synergy with speed-based teams.

Weaknesses: Lower base defense, requires precise timing for max effectiveness.

This profile fully integrates Pochacco into the #SamuraiSkirts universe as a high-speed celestial guardian. Let me know if you’d like to refine any stats or add additional details!

#SamuraiSkirts 'Dressblade' Armor Profile: Celestial Puppeteer Set

Pochacco’s Signature Battle Armor

General Information:

Armor Name: Celestial Puppeteer Set

Model Number: DB-SS-PCH-001

Type: Lightweight Celestial Speed Armor

Class: Cybernetic Guardian / Astral Speedster

Material Composition:

Lunar Titanium Alloy (Lightweight yet durable)

Starwoven Silk (Energy-absorbing fabric for agility)

Cosmic Nanofiber Layering (Self-repairing structure)

Armor Stats:

Defense: ★★★☆☆ (3/5) – High resistance to energy attacks, but vulnerable to brute force.

Mobility: ★★★★★ (5/5) – Maximized speed and agility for evasive maneuvers.

Energy Resistance: ★★★★☆ (4/5) – Reduces damage from magic-based attacks.

Physical Endurance: ★★★☆☆ (3/5) – Balanced endurance for swift battles.

Special Effects: ★★★★★ (5/5) – Enhanced movement abilities and celestial buffs.

Special Effects & Enhancements:

Starlit Speed Boost ✦ (Passive)

Increases movement speed by 20% during combat.

Grants an additional 10% attack speed boost when dashing.

Puppeteer’s Lunar Reflex ✦ (Passive – Evasion Buff)

If Pochacco dodges an attack within 0.5 seconds of an enemy strike, she gains a temporary speed burst and a counterattack bonus.

Nebula Drift Cloak ✦ (Defensive Mechanism)

Activates a phase-shift ability that makes Pochacco immune to non-magical attacks for 3 seconds while leaving behind a trail of cosmic afterimages.

Celestial Pulsewave ✦ (Armor Skill – AOE Energy Burst)

Releases a charged cosmic pulse that knocks back surrounding enemies and reduces their movement speed by 30% for 5 seconds.

Aurora Reverb Mode ✦ (Ultimate Armor Effect)

If Pochacco's health drops below 20%, the armor enters an enhanced state, granting:

+50% movement speed

+15% attack power

Temporary invincibility for 2 seconds

Design & Aesthetics:

Primary Colors: White, Black, Cobalt Blue with Red & Blue Energy Highlights

Glowing Accents: Cosmic Runes and Lunar Paw Imprints emit a soft, shimmering glow.

Armor Structure:

Lightweight plated armor covering key areas without restricting movement.

Energy Gauntlets infused with celestial force for rapid strikes.

High-tech boots with kinetic propulsion enhancers for burst-speed jumps.

Combat Application:

Best Suited For: Fast-paced combat, hit-and-run tactics, and support buffs.

Strengths: Extreme mobility, powerful buffs, and high energy resistance.

Weaknesses: Lighter defense, requiring precise dodging mechanics.

Lore & Origin:

The Celestial Puppeteer Set was forged from lunar fragments and enhanced with cosmic nanotechnology. Designed for the swiftest of warriors, this armor amplifies movement and energy-based combat, allowing Pochacco to dance across the battlefield with untouchable grace.

This Dressblade Armor enhances Pochacco’s speedster abilities while integrating celestial energy for a sleek, high-tech battle-ready aesthetic. Let me know if you’d like any refinements!

#SamuraiSkirts #KillBillSaga #TheStoryOfBebeKiddo

Here's a compelling beginning to your Kill Bill saga, centering on Bebe Kiddo and Nikkia Belle's journeys:

Title: Kill Bill: Bloodlines

Opening Scene: The first day of the school year at the elite {School Name} brings together two legacy-bound daughters—Bebe Kiddo and Nikkia Belle. Unbeknownst to Bebe, Nikkia has enrolled with a purpose: revenge for her mother, Copperhead, whose death at Beatrix Kiddo's hands has left her seeking closure. Both girls, however, are unaware of each other's identities in real life.

Bebe and Nikkia are competitive players in the virtual world of #SamuraiSkirts, a popular MOBA where they battle as customized “BattleDolls.” Each of them commands rare classes in the game, specializing their characters into powerful roles such as GunBlader, Summoner, and even the unique Rōnin class. Bebe, under her alias, “Lotus Blade,” is a rising star in the online gaming community, while Nikkia, using the handle “Viper Venom,” is known for her skill and stealth tactics.

Over time, the rivalry in SamuraiSkirts unknowingly pulls them into each other’s worlds, until they meet face-to-face during a competitive team formation for the SamuraiSkirts Olympics. The tension thickens as their virtual rivalry translates into a wary real-life partnership, with alliances forming and shifting. Alongside new allies like IishiORen0.2—a cyborg girl with lethal gaming skills—and singer Chloe Bailey, they form an all-girls team aiming for Olympic gold.

As they train and clash, Bebe and Nikkia wrestle with questions of loyalty, revenge, and the legacies they carry. Their initial rivalry grows complex, with hints of mutual respect and perhaps, understanding. But Nikkia still carries a deadly secret—the memory of her mother’s tragic end at Beatrix’s hands.

Here's an expansion on Kill Bill: Bloodlines with three sagas, focusing on Bambi's introduction, her role, and her mysterious departure:

Saga 1: New Blood in the Ranks

Setting the Stage The first saga opens with Bebe Kiddo and Nikkia Belle navigating both the competitive world of Samurai Skirts and the first semester of the school year. As they bond over their team dynamics, they meet Bambi, a mysterious yet immensely skilled Samurai Skirts player. Bambi, a senior and a highly ranked player in the game, quickly garners respect from both Bebe and Nikkia. Her expertise in the Rōnin class, a Dear Dearest Brands specialty, is unparalleled, and she becomes the cornerstone of their team.

Building Bonds With Bambi on board, the team becomes a well-oiled machine, dominating in competitions. As they prepare for the upcoming Samurai Skirts Olympics, Bambi introduces them to advanced strategies, teaching them skills that push their teamwork to new heights. Her presence fills the gap in their roster, bringing a unique edge with her knowledge of Rōnin arts—a martial style rarely used in the game, blending stealth, precision, and powerful swordplay.

Foreshadowing Mystery As close as Bambi becomes to the team, she remains guarded. While Bebe, Nikkia, and others open up about their personal lives and struggles, Bambi deflects questions about her background, sometimes giving cryptic responses. Rumors swirl among the players about Bambi’s origins and her life outside the game. Some speculate she’s connected to a shadowy organization within Samurai Skirts.

Saga 2: Secrets and Shadows

The Ties that Bind In this saga, Bambi's influence on the team is undeniable. She helps them build strategies around each player’s strengths, and the team’s ranking skyrockets. During the semester, Bambi grows close to Bebe, who senses a kindred spirit in her. Nikkia, too, develops a cautious respect for Bambi, and the three form a deep bond, becoming nearly inseparable both in and out of the game.

Uncovering Past Lives Despite Bambi’s contributions, suspicions rise when she begins receiving encrypted messages during their game sessions, occasionally vanishing mid-match. Bebe confronts Bambi about it, leading to a tense but revelatory exchange. Bambi hints at a family obligation, alluding to ties with a powerful group interested in Samurai Skirts for reasons beyond the competitive sphere. She alludes to a duty she cannot yet share but assures the team her loyalties lie with them, at least for now.

The High-Stakes Tournament The Samurai Skirts regionals arrive, where top teams compete for a chance to enter the international stage. Under Bambi’s guidance, they advance round after round, facing off against top-ranked teams. However, during the semifinals, Bambi is abruptly called away. With no explanation, she disappears, leaving Bebe and Nikkia to manage without their key player. Though they struggle, the team pulls together, managing a narrow victory. Bambi returns afterward, but tension lingers as the team prepares for the finals.

Saga 3: The Departure

Unraveling Loyalties The team is on the verge of winning their ticket to the Samurai Skirts Olympics. Yet, Bambi’s repeated disappearances disrupt their cohesion. Bebe, frustrated and hurt, presses Bambi for answers, demanding honesty about her connection to outside forces. Bambi reveals she’s been protecting them from a group of rogue players who seek to exploit Samurai Skirts for illegal purposes. Her involvement, she says, is to keep her friends safe from these threats.

A Final Goodbye During a critical match in the finals, Bambi once again vanishes, this time leaving a brief message: “For the team.” Her absence proves too much, and the team loses the round, narrowly missing the Olympics. In the aftermath, they learn that Bambi has left the school and the game entirely. Rumors circulate about her being involved with an underground group of Samurai Skirts players fighting to protect the integrity of the game. Bebe and Nikkia are left wondering if they’ll ever see her again.

Legacy and Growth Determined not to let Bambi’s departure weaken them, Bebe and Nikkia strengthen their resolve, inspired by Bambi’s parting words. They work harder than ever, aiming to prove themselves and make it to the next season’s Olympics. Although they’ve lost a friend, they carry Bambi’s teachings with them, now even more motivated to succeed and uncover the hidden threats she warned them about.

This trilogy of sagas unfolds Bambi's complex, layered role, adding intrigue and emotion to Kill Bill: Bloodlines. Her mysterious background, fleeting presence, and final sacrifice for the team lay a foundation for the characters to grow, setting the stage for new rivalries, alliances, and a future arc where Bebe and Nikkia confront the darker forces that lurk behind the Samurai Skirts universe.

Saga 4: Shadows in the Code

Revelations and Rumors As Bebe, Nikkia, and the team recover from Bambi’s departure, they find new rumors circulating in the Samurai Skirts community. Some claim that Bambi, now code-named “Phantom Lotus,” is involved in underground Samurai Skirts tournaments held by a rogue network, “The Red Silk Ring.” This group hacks the game’s code to create their own secret battlegrounds, bypassing the rules of the official game to form a high-stakes tournament where entire accounts, rare DressBlades, and real-world money are wagered. Intrigued by the idea of finding Bambi, the team decides to investigate.

The Chase Begins Their search leads them to covert forums, encrypted messages, and code patches, leading them to an obscure in-game location called The Shogun’s Veil. In this strange digital arena, the rules are unpredictable, and players risk their entire digital identities. When they arrive, they’re challenged by skilled but mysterious competitors, including players who seem like digital ghosts, only present in the hacked arenas.

Bebe and Nikkia, while determined, struggle to keep up with the advanced level of play, facing new threats and learning from mistakes as they adapt their skills to this hostile environment. Along the way, they pick up new techniques and encounter unexpected allies who give them insight into Samurai Skirts’ deeper lore.

The Encounter with Phantom Lotus Eventually, Bebe and Nikkia find themselves face-to-face with Phantom Lotus. To their shock, Bambi is more transformed than they anticipated—her once familiar Samurai Skirts avatar now enhanced with rare artifacts, imbuing her with powerful, almost supernatural abilities. She reveals she’s been working undercover to gather evidence against The Red Silk Ring, intending to bring them down to protect the integrity of Samurai Skirts. However, she warns them to leave, fearing they’ll be caught in the crossfire.

Nikkia’s Resolve and Bebe’s Dilemma Nikkia, sensing a deeper bond with Bambi, refuses to leave, determined to help her. Bebe, torn between loyalty to her friend and her desire to avoid further danger, eventually agrees to join the mission. Together, they decide to stand by Bambi and assist her in her quest to dismantle The Red Silk Ring’s operation from the inside.

In this saga, Bebe and Nikkia dive deeper into the dark side of the Samurai Skirts universe, as they face high-stakes risks and test their skills to find and stand beside Bambi. Their bond strengthens as they uncover secrets that will not only challenge their abilities but reshape their understanding of the game, loyalty, and the lengths they’ll go to protect each other.

[tinycartridge]

It has been one of the great pleasures in my role as a co-organizer of Pulsewave in New York City to see talented artists grow. Flow Mein is no exception, I remember turning to one of my co-organizers as his first open mic track ended and saying “we have to get this guy on a lineup”.

“Trust Fall” is in the class of dance-floor banger that makes you move while also wondering where that friend you used to party with went. Are they ok? Are you? But before you have time to answer that question you’re back into jamming to this sweet dance groove.

While I 100% support you heading straight to Bandcamp and dropping a dollar or many in Flow Mein’s direction, you may be left wanting more. Luckily for you, he just finished playing a set at Philadelphia’s 8static Fest this past weekend AND EVEN LUCKIER you can catch Flow Mein’s next live appearance in NYC on December 9th at the 3rd superPulsewave. The lineup is stellar and Flow Mein is opening up the party so make sure you get there early to show your support!

BONUS Flow Mein covering Michael Jackson’s “P.Y.T.”

[pulsewavenyc]

We're very pleased to announce a very special collaboration event with our friends at MAGFest. It's going to be a memorable night!! We're still going strong at Babycastles on 137 W 14th St. in Manhattan (off of the A, C, E, F, M, L, 1, 2, 3 trains + the N, Q, R aren’t far either!)

Admission is $10-15 sliding scale, which helps pay for artist travel and keeps our shows going. If you meet or exceed the max value, we have a limited edition gift for you at the door!

All ages! No BYOB!!

Doors are at 8pm. There will be a plug n' play open mic. First come, 5 minute limit & space is limited. 

Thanks to bel—air, we are streaming LIVE at: http://www.bel-air.org/

THIS MONTH’S LINEUP:

(つ✧ω✧)つ Professor Shyguy Professor Shyguy's music can be best described as; high energy, chiptune-electro-rocking, 8-bit, epically vocalized, highly danceable, theatrical nerd-pop. Singing 50% about video games and the other 50% is anything from Space/Time to English Language gymnastics https://professorshyguy.bandcamp.com/

(つ✧ω✧)つ D&D Sluggers "A one-man band armed with an electric guitar, a Nintendo DS, and just the right blend of awkwardness, angst, and artistry, D&D Sluggers is inevitably a world apart from any other act on the bill. And I don’t think he’d have it any other way." - Z - GEEKDAD http://ddsluggers.bandcamp.com/

(つ✧ω✧)つ Danimal Cannon Danimal Cannon, *The Archmage* of Game Boys and guitar solos. His new critically acclaimed magic tome "Lunaria" has been making waves in the land of metal since 2016. This powerful spellcaster from the kingdom of Buffalo is widely feared for his ability to conjure otherworldly chiptunes, while simultaneously wielding his deadly axe with the precision of a mighty warrior. https://danimalcannon.bandcamp.com/

(つ✧ω✧)つ visuals by magical_grill Em, also known as magical_grill, is a VA based animator and designer who has an unhealthy obsession with dramatic posing and anime sparkles. Her viz style is both coded and hand drawn with love that calls back to the video games you grew up with. http://emilykundrot.science/

RSVP on Facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/events/1913174585579392/

[quietbluejay]

Spotlight: Galvatron

you know what you guys get an extra one today because I got reminded that Spotlight Ramjet exists and I wanna get to it

gosh they're cute but also they have a problem

Narration: I am the emissary

Narration: The harbringer of the unlife, the word of those once and now forever

pseudo-religious tone, interesting

Robot 1: we are attacked, species unknown, intent...unknown

Robot 2: structural integrity at seventy-two percent

alien orders them to activate the barriers

since they're made to pulverize comets, they should keep this guy out

meanwhile, he floats closer

welp

uh oh

"...we may learn something about the anomaly itself"

so we know they don't know what Cybertronians are

also in retrospect, the whole practice of infiltrating planets only really works if the planets aren't in contact with the rest of galactic civilization

Galvatron's hand clenches around a robot limb

"However, your presence here is causing...unrest"

"and therefore will not be tolerated" he says as he smashes them both into each other

narration: I do his bidding

he walks through a hole in the wall

"...Cybertron"

and wow that's a cool explosion

Over on Cybertron

at thunderhead pass

someone is complaining that "this is a nowhere position..."

hi sideswipe

Sideswipe strides off

Sideswipe: ...but do it after I send this pulsewave

also this feels very 80s

Optimus isn't there, they don't know where he is

Sideswipe just wants him to reconsider his request

he feels like he should be on Earth with them rather than "babysitting stasis-locked Decepticons"

Hound comes in, his arms on his hips

Hound: sign off, now

uh oh, mom's here

Sideswipe: Right, yeah. Sideswipe off

back on Earth, Jimmy says Sideswipe sounds like their kind of dude

Verity complains that they aren't doing more looking for Hunter and Sunstreaker

verity and jimmy walk off (also what is up with ratchet's colouring) (and design)

he's uh, in charge of one important thing here sideswipe he's in charge of you

sideswipe, how long have you been in the military, again

"fine, whatever," says Sideswipe walking off

"but it changes nothing…"

"before chaos..."

"before factions..."

he steps on a Decepticon symbol

"Cybertron..."

more scenes of desolation

"The Ark was about destiny!"

"Prime felt it first, a resonant tug from somewhere deep within the Matrix he carried"

Galvatron: my destiny

in the present, Leadfoot looks over

"Who-?"

Galvatron grabs his neck

Galvatron narration: curiously...

Galvatron drops Leadfoot's lifeless body

Galvatron narration:...I feel something like remorse

"both for the life taken...and for all I myself have lost"

??: Leadfoot?

Galvatron turns

Galvatron narrating: the time though, for such introspection...

"...is clearly later"

Sideswipe is running at him with a glowing fist

Sideswipe: Leadfoot!

Sideswipe: what have you done to him!

with a single punch, Sideswipe puts Galvatron to the ground

"you…are going to pay!" says Sideswipe

Galvatron thinks about how he should just kill him

"'Leave nothing alive,' he said"

but he goes for incapacitate instead

he fires and Sideswipe jumps back

"Others come..."

Galvatron: I let them do their worst…

he tanks shots

blue guy points out that uh, he's not wearing a sigil, what's up with that

no real concept of Neutrals huh

Sideswipe sits up, clutching his head

as they say, a real bad dude

Sideswipe pushes the slider on his blaster to max

Hound: eh? No - don't!

the shot goes right through Galvatron's head and his eyes pop out

Galvatron collapses on the ground

Hound starts yelling at Sideswipe because what's a corpse supposed to tell them??

Sideswipe yells back that he had it coming

however one of the other guys shakily says that he's not dead

Galvatron gets up

narration: Wrong

galvatron starring as: the thing that would not leave

tank guy fires at him again. Of course it does nothing

the next panel is of Galvatron standing over their unconscious bodies

Galvatron: I leave them alive. The others need not know

Galvatron: I see it as a small rebellion, as a reminder that my destiny...

oh no how dare you give me galvatron feelings

huh

i think this was setting something up that never got used

anyways that's Galvatron!

i really like this version of him, a lot more than Barber's Galvatron lol

[a-fix-of-muses]

Currently Listening To: "Pulsewave" by Stage Kids

[whatdoyoumeanitsnotcanon]

(*cracks knuckles.* I found my balls.)

"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio/Than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

You'd dreamt of stars as long as you could remember.

They glinted in the night sky, tiny points of cold, distant light, but when you dreamed you saw sundered galaxies churning, crashing like water over burning rifts of blackness, awash with radiant gas.

And you'd dreamt of war as long as you could grasp the concept.

You heard the stories from of the front lines, carried by word of mouth riding cargo ships, but when you slept, you saw the armies like hordes of insects, the spray of oceans of blood, as fire swept across the battlefields of distant planets and silenced them all.

You never spoke of it. Who would understand if you did? At best, you'd be branded a madwoman, at worst a heretic. So you kept your mouth shut, rose each day, met your daily quotas, and returned home when your work was done. The people of your hometown already thought you distant and strange, and a worse fate awaited you should they understand.

Absen IV had been an Agri-World before its seasonal storms made it more suitable for a layover port, and even then a distant one, frequented only by smugglers, explorers, and rogue traders. They never stayed for long, and Absen remained largely forgotten.

The Astra Millitarum recruited, both volunteers and by draft, from the planet. You lost two brothers to the meat grinder. They had graves in the backyard of your family home, though no bodies had been returned. You'd been told there was nothing left. It killed your father too, you'd suspected. The grief rolled off him, shed grey and noxious malaise, and it had stormed for weeks like the town had never seen.

Father understood. When you woke in the night, saw terror unfit for man, he held you gently. Explained that they weren't nightmares, that you couldn't speak of what you saw. Psyker children, those who could touch the Other, the Warp, were taken away and never returned, and it was better that no one knew. If he passed unoticed all these years, so could you.

It became harder, as you grew, to hide the latent effects of your connection to the Warp. When angered, lightbulbs around you erupted, rain poured from the sky when you wept, and more than once you'd caused destructive little pulsewaves in the field behind your home. You learned to school your emotions. Isolated yourself in the wake of Father's death, and prayed to the God Emperor you'd die unnoticed.

You did not go unnoticed.

The townsfolk noticed nothing, besides an unremarkable, lonely girl with a dead family, and you were one of many of those.

But something else did.

You were eleven, when you became aware of the Presence. It didn't exist physically, but most things didn't. Wary of Warp creatures, you attempted not to acknowledge it. And it simply watched. Attached itself to you like a shadow, until it grew a nature. It wasn't horrid, unnatural, wicked, like Father had warned you. It was warm, gentle, protective.

You accepted it, eventually. Your lone companion most days, in the now permanent absence of your brothers.

You brushed against it, psychically, and asked it if it had ever lost someone.

Loss like you couldn't fathom.

You were fifteen when it, he, spoke for the first time.

+You are extraordinary.+

What?

+Extraordinary.+

So you do speak.

+I do. Though I have not been able to, I've now gained the strength. I must thank you for that.+

You're welcome.

+Why do you remain here?+

This planet is my home.

+This is planet is beneath you. Surely you understand the kind of power you wield.+

Pfft. The power to have terrible nightmares, or the power to cause bad weather? I don't want it. It's a family curse, as far as I'm concerned. I want the Back Ships as far from me as they can get. Parasites. God-Emperor take them all to Hell.

+You would speak so poorly of the Emperor's servants?+

I'm no Sister, Warp-Thing. Considering your nature I figured we could keep this heresy between us.

The Presence laughed. His laugh was beautiful, like his voice. Deep, rich, warm and ambery. It could command, you had no doubt, but when you heard it echo in your mind, it was tender.

Your Father died when you were sixteen. You took all the tenderness he would give.

Your friendship continued to grow. An odd pair you made, but you were grateful for his company, and his knowledge. Father could teach you to ignore, and Father could teach you fear, but The Presence taught you so much more.

You became stronger, gained control over your power. You learned of the distant galaxy, gained context for your visions. They ranged not only the present, but the past.

I'm seeing the past?

+Yes. That was an ancient battle. It's impression lives forever in the Warp, which is why you may see it.+

When was it?

+The Heresy.+

I've seen the Heresy before. Once.

+Oh?+

I saw the Emperor fall. I thought that one must have been a dream, but now I think it may have been a memory.

+Show me.+

You rolled back your mind, reliving the vision. Horus, the Arch-Traitor, and the Emperor, glad in gleaming gold.

+A memory, little one.+

You felt emotion from him, a potent mix of grief and rage. The Warp was strange.

Why would I see this?

+Think of it no more. This darkness will consume you.+

You started to object, but felt an unvoiced, gentle, yet stern reprimand, and obeyed.

The Presence grew stronger. You could sense what once was a breeze in the Warp become a wind, then a storm. He wasn't feeding on you, but you often wondered what, exactly, you had befriended.

He evaded the question, always.

Are you a ghost?

+Define ghost.+

Are you a dead person?

+Yes and no. Define death.+

Ugh. You're frustrating.

+And you are adorably persistent.+

Tell me something! Anything, about yourself.

+I am your protector, teacher and friend. Do you need to know more?+

I'd like to.

He was silent, and you worried you'd angered him.

+Call me Neoth.+

The years rolled by, and you bloomed into young adulthood. You remained an outcast, but resented it less for the companion you had. You knew so much now, not only of the Warp but of history, worlds beyond your own. With Neoth, you journeyed to other planets, to Holy Terra itself, the cradle of your species, as it was in ancient times. You learned languages and science, and eagerly absorbed all he could teach you. He had become familiar to you like family. His strength had increased, and you now felt phantom hands on your arms and shoulders, guiding you as you practiced control and meditation. His hand in yours, as you flew through time and space, an embrace as you floated, free as birds, in the abyss.

Your life was strange. Heretical, you were sure. But it was peaceful.

Then the Emperor returned.

The news rang like a great bell across the Imperium of Man. Your God was awake, and as it had with the return of Guilliman years before, the great beast that was your species began to stir.

You knew before anyone else. You felt it one night, the burst of brilliant light whole star systems away, like it happened in your own chest. Power like nothing you'd known congealed together, and erupted. The Warp began to shake, and millions of voices began to scream.

Neoth!?

It took him a whole week to answer, he sounded tired.

+I'm here, khoshgelam, do not be afraid.+

What's happening?

+A great many things.+

They're saying we're in danger. I feel it. My planet is exposed, with everything going on. The Eye of Terror is stirring, spitting out Chaos. They're bearing down, and none of these people know how close they are. We're too close to the eye to be helped. It's luck we haven't already been attacked, and I've been blind to the danger.

+You will be alright.+

Not if the fleet in the Deprecor system falls.

+It already has.+

What?

+Do not be afraid.+

They'll be on us within days!

+Pack.+

I'm sorry?

+If there is anything precious to you, pack it. Prepare to leave. You will not be returning. I'm coming for you.+

There was a ghostly brush of lips against your own. Then he was gone.

(heehoo I have worms in my brain and Emperor x Reader has BEGUN)

-Long Anon

[libermachinae]

24 Fortress Maximus/Red Alert/Cerebros if you don't mind ❤️. If you don't do them maybe Prowl and the constructicons instead?

Bad Decisions - AHZ

“This is stupid,” Red Alert said. “The stupidest way for you to die. Stop it.”

“We’re not going to die, Red.” Cerebros took his head and pulled him down, so their foreheads touched. “Not today.”

“You don’t know that!” And Red Alert broke away from him.

The same way he had the last dozen times they’d had this conversation. First in the surveillance room a few hours ago, then on their way across the lunar surface, and three times now while looking down on the titan of concern.

“Max, please, I can’t anymore,” Cerebros said, looking up. “I don’t know what else to say.”

“Because there isn’t anything to say,” Red Alert. “There isn’t a codeword that makes this all okay. We agreed the abandoned titans were—”

“Red. Stop. Please.” Once upon a time, Fort Max might have gotten angry. The anger was there, but it sat beside him now, watching the moment play out. “We can’t overlook those pulsewaves. Leaving them alone and ignoring them guarantees problems down the line.”

“I know that. You know I know that,” Red Alert said. He put a hand on the rappel kit Fort Max was trying to set up. Max didn’t pull it away. “I’m not going to recharge until we know exactly what those waves are, why they started, and how to counteract them. I can already feel myself going back to—to—” Abruptly, he pulled his hand back and grabbed at it, as though it had been burned. “Please don’t leave me up here. Alone.”

Fort Max startled. That was the problem? He retrieved his second kit and tossed it to Red Alert, who fumbled the catch.

“What—”

“Come with us,” Fort Max said. “See it for yourself and do whatever checks you need. I thought you were worried about us disturbing something and setting off some kind of reaction.”

“Wait, you did?” Cerebros asked. “Like… what? What do you think’s down there that could be a problem?”

“Don’t know yet.” Fort Max shrugged. “Only one way to know for sure.” Maybe there were other, less risky ways, but they were either less precise or took longer. He looked to Red Alert.

Red was looking at the kit in his hands.

“I maintain that this is a bad idea,” he said. “But if you insist on going through with it, I’d rather be there with you.”

Fort Max felt himself smile. It was getting easier with these two, each day a little more. He didn’t think he was the only one.

As they started their descent, Fort Max carrying Cerebros since he’d only brought the two lines, he wondered if it wasn’t that everything got a little easier when he had these two around.