#snowcat transformers

[atomicdarc]

You know..sometimes, when meimei and snowcat met, they would get into a gun fights. Lovely saw them and thought that they're getting along well :3 but for demonslihor, he knew they're enemies...

Meimei is always annoyed of his yodelling, too but she get along with him for lovely.

Also kumu is water-proof so he just float on water lol 😂 :333

Anyway here's some scenarios of meimei and lovely (and ofc the two siblings figures, demonlishor and lovely :3)

"this's worse..worse then death!" -Meimei

"mhm..no, mei. i can see it through now, all this times..all this memories timelines you were trying to save me so many times..that you suffered many..." -lovely

"lovely.." -meimei

"you always save me so much...that you don't know who you are. I'm so sorry, i was so stupid.." -lovely

"no.. don't say that...!" -meimei

"but, it's okay now..i am now a god and nothing can kill me anymore...and i will put you in a peaceful world..." -lovely

"but..Where are you going to go! you have no home now! this's where you are going to be ruling! is this what you want, lovely!" -meimei

"if i said the truth..what difference would that be?" -lovely

"even, if you are alone or helpless, don't forget that I'm always here with you, I'm always be on your side.." -lovely

"But, how am i going to know you are with me, if you are going to be like this!" -meimei

"nu uh, it's too soon to be giving up hope! we're magical girls, remember? we make nightmares and raiders go away.. that was our job now...and you are going to be in peace while I'll handle everything..." -lovely

"even though, you can't see me or heard me, I'm still by your side!" -lovely as she took off her green ribbon off her hair and give it to meimei.

"even though we're going to be separated, forever..and not remembering eachother, i do hope that we're going to meet together...i promise I'll remember you forever and ever.." -lovely

"no...are you saying that you are going to erase my memories of you?! how am i going to remember you even though i don't remember you!" -meimei

"i did it because i don't want you to be suffering for me anymore.. I don't want you to cry or feel despair...and l'll handle all the raiders, in the past and the future even when they're even made." -lovely

"even though we're not going to see eachother again..pls promise that you'll take care of kicker, even he's not going to remember me after this. he's a really good boy, really..." -lovely

"no..NO! LOVELY PLS DON'T GO!" -meimei

"I'm sorry..but i have to go take care of others, now! meimei..pls take care of yourself, and pls...i love you dearly as my best friend." -lovely

"LOVELY..!!!!!!!!" -meimei

"why does your friend always pick up a gun fights with snowcat?" -demonlishor

"i really don't know why...but I'm gald they're getting along :D" -lovely

Oh and here's about kumu after he kill his friend, nana after he became a magical boy/girl: he wanted to puke and kill himself, he couldn't believe what he has done. He still goes to the Autobot's base..no one knows where nana went, they thought she went missing. Only, kumu knows.

Oh and here's some angst of starscream and alexis :3 (brother and sister figures) and a little bit tiny of demonlihor x starscream

"arugh...wait, where am i?" -starscream

"starscream!" -???

"Huh? Who's there!" -starscream

"don't you remember, who i am?" -???

"it's me, Alexis! Your friend!" -alexis

"a..a-alexis? What... I don't understand." -starscream

"do you really not remember me?" -alexis

"..i...am not sure if i remember-" -starscream as he suddenly got a bit of his memories back of alexis.

"alexis..." -starscream as he slowly fade away to go back to the reality.

"wait, no! Alexis! ALEXIS!!!" -starscream as he shouted.

"w-what.." -starscream

"what happened!" -starscream

"oh nothing! You just suddenly passed out, heeheh!" -Snowcat

"yeah, we don't know but we thought that you are just tired so we bought you to your berth!" -demonlishor

"hm..thanks you demonlishor..i appreciate it." -starscream smiled a bit as he complimented him and demonlishor got flustered

"hey! Don't forget about me! What about me?" -snowcat yabbing about it

"..." -lovely

"What is she doing here?" -starscream

"oh! She just want to check on you after our last battle of fighting those autobots." -demonlishor

"and I'm confused why is she checking on me if we're enemies, is she even choosing sides or what?" -starscream

"oh! Don't be like that!" -snowcat as he laughed.

Starscream stared at snowcat and then lovely who's watching him behind the wall, honestly, sometimes he is confused why lovely chose to spend times with them even though she's on the good side. But, he started to get suspicious of her after he was waken up.

🔥 MORE ANGST CONTENT 🔥

and awwww, they look like a happy family!

[redfoxdude07]

Snowcat is such an underrated design, and it genuinely pains me that we haven't seen them in years :(

[dezmolad]

ok so. i really liked this part in MTMTE when there is this gag with Cyclonus singing and then later on it actually reappears in one of the most wholesome scenes between him and Tailgate. but i can be no longer normal bout it. bc i watched transformers energon with snowcat's main characteristic being constant yodeling. and it got me thinking. what if cyclonus singing in MTMTE was inspired by this armada version of the character.

[localrobotlover]

Why yes I do have a bunch of images just for Demolishor and Snowcat\Cyclonus

These are the images I currently have of Demolishor and Snowcat

Click on images for better quality

[shychangling]

sometimes you just wanna draw some humanformers near kisses while listening to gut wrenching music while thinking about how Snowcat still had some of his memories intact.

[blueikeproductions]

Transformers Energon AU notes

After the ignition of the first Energon Sun, the revival of the “Q System” of planets, and Unicron’s sabotage to prevent the Decepticons from abusing his power, Alpha Q is restored to his original child form: a humanoid type Quintesson and joins the Autobots. While technically the older one between the two, as a physically 8 year old boy by human standards, he becomes Kicker, Misha, and Sally’s kid brother, and really latches on to the teens and the other Autobots, not wanting to let a second chance at found family slipping away. In the absence of his original father figure, Scorponok, he is additionally protected by Blackout, a sentient, ninja like variant of the Divebomb Terrorcons.

Demolisher, Cyclonus and Tidal Wave have all tragically died during the mid stage of the Energon War, with their reformatted selves replaced by Wheeljack (now a Mercenary hired by the Decepticons), Slugslinger and Sharkticon. Snowcat does appear still, but is revealed to be Cyclonus’ cousin (better played off by their Japanese names in Sandstorm/Snowstorm). Other Mercenaries hired by Starscream and Scorponok that appear off and on include the red hot spider bot Airachnid who the Insecticons are smitten over, and the brother and sister duo Iguanus and Pythona. Pythona doesn’t think very highly of Galvatron, knowing full well what he was like as Megatron, and mostly sticks around out of amusement to see how Galvatron will foul things up for himself this time. Iguanas is the more business minded of the two, and negotiates contracts and payment in Energon over his more lackadaisical and foul mouthed kid sister who isn’t afraid to tell Galvatron where to shove it.

The Autobots are joined by the Dinobots, created by Primus to help better battle the animalistic Terrorcons. Besides Grimlock and Swoop, they are joined by Grimstone and his drones who can become Volcanicus Maximus. Grimlock has a semi playful rivalry with Kicker, always teasing him and giving him a taste of his own teenage angst nonsense. The Dinobots seem to have an affection for Misha in particular, and usually listen to what she says over Optimus and Kicker.

Other teens help out the Autobots, Braverman and Dean, who are the sons of prominent scientists and shareholders of the Energon operation on Earth. They help survey planets for Energon using Cyberhawks like Laserbeak and Mini-Con Dinobots (Dile and Zaur with the cheerful Braverman while Graphy and Noise are partnered with the more surly Dean). The boys are heavily implied to be a couple, with Hot Shot remarking how opposites truly do attract to Ironhide’s confusion. The boys are also accompanied by the eccentric adventurer Outback (retool of Cliffjumper) and his doting and no less adventurous wife Cindersaur (retool of Grimlock) who everyone affectionately calls “Cindy”. The two can Powerlinx, with a running gag where they playfully flirt on who gets to be on top. Dean is Kicker’s cousin on Miranda’s side, while Braverman is Misha’s childhood friend. Both boys grew up at the Cosmoscope Research Center Village like Rad, Carlos and Alexis did and were among the little kids who befriended the Mini-Cons at the Carnival and are not so secretly Transformer geeks to Jetfire’s annoyance,

Similar to the anime, the next major arc is protecting Alpha Q’s restored planets, but the main difference is they’re now all inhabited by other Transformers and alien life forms for more toyetic possibilities.

Blizzard Planet: Populated by the Xetaxxians, based on their organic forms from IDW. A legend by the locals speaks of a mighty Blizzard Saber that helped forge the Xetaxxians into the race they are today. They’re the lost Cryo Saber Mini-Con Team, and an item of interest to Snowcat to look good in front of Galvatron. The Dinobots hate this planet, with Grimlock famously refusing to help because “Ice Age kill Dinosaurs on Earth” after hanging up abruptly on Optimus.

Iron Planet: A primitive rocky world populated by pseudo mechanical lifeforms made of a Sentio Metallico equivalent, making them compatible with Transformers for Powerlinx. Most of the life is in a prehistoric, animalistic state such as Morphobots, Iron Wolves, Rust Giants, the Iron Bird (the G1 Asteroid Bird creature), Iron Spiders, and more. Some of them, via the power of Alpha Q’s Energon and the Combination Spark, allow Optimus to combine with them into Iron Optimus (Iron Convoy). Galvatron learned the hard way harvesting Energon here may prove difficult than previously thought when his Insecticons were devoured voraciously by a stray pocket of Morphobots embedded in an Energon deposit.

Rock Planet: The Lithone equivalent, the sister planet to Iron Planet. Lithones like Kranix, Arblus, the Rock Lords and the various Infernac Transformers from Legacy reside here. Kranix works with the Autobots and Omnicons to study Energon and fend off Terrorcons. It’s Kranix in particular that helps recognize the transformation capabilities of the other planets’ residents, which allows each world’s populace to fight back and Powerlinx with the Autobots. Bouldercrash in particular is Powerlinx compatible with Ironhide, Jetfire and Cliffjumper. Optimus Prime can combine with the planet’s leader, Metamorphus Prime, into Igneous Prime.

Circuit Planet: A pseudo cyberformed race track planet built and used by the royal Alpha Q family as a vacation home. Alpha Q was particularly excited to have it restored. Populated by other Quintessons and Transformers who naturally are huge racing nuts, and the planet has something of a rivalry with Velocitron by the time of Cybertron. The ancient Combiner Teams Rallybots and Stunticons hail from this planet, with their presence implying a reservoir of Super Energon is hidden somewhere, but rumored it can only be found by winning the Quintessa Grand Prix. Wheeljack develops a fondness for the planet and coaxes the turbo revving and ultra competitive Stunticons to help the Terrorcons gather Energon.

Ocean Planet: Nicknamed Waterworld by Kicker, it’s a planet seemingly devoid of Dryland, though some aerial recon by Jetfire, Bulkhead, Swoop, and Skyblast shows there are above water land masses. Most of the Energon however is located underwater, where the Autobots have a disadvantage. Sharkticon is in his element here, prowling the waters with Cruellocks and Seacon type Terrorcons. The planet is populated by aquatic lifeforms, in particular the rare but beautiful creatures known as Kluds. The Sub-Atlanticans from G1 reside here and aren’t eager to share their Energon with anyone, but somewhat begrudgingly work with the Autobots as they correctly view Galvatron as the larger threat.

Jungle Planet: A pristine copy of Earth in its prehistory, populated by a cheerful amphibious race and various prehistoric creatures similar to Earth’s dinosaurs and the like. The Dinobots view this place as home away from home, the Dinobot Island equivalent, and it takes a lot of coaxing to make Grimlock want to leave it to help with other matters. The Mercenary Airachnid and the Terrorcon Insecticons along with Slugslinger and the Divebomb Terrorcons prove to be a constant annoyance, that the Dinobots fiercely protect the planet against. Mercenaries Iguanus and his sister Pythona sometimes raid this planet too with Cruellocks, but most of the time it’s just to blow off Galvatron and sunbathe/otherwise goof off.

Plains Planet: A lush grassland populated by wooden robots, affectionately dubbed “Arborbots” by the kids. Botanica is the main representative of these Transformers, and works closely with Kranix and Optimus’ science team. While Energon deposits are plentiful here, the Arborbots don’t use mine for it, instead having the ability to photosynthesize Energon in their bodies from the Energon sun instantaneously. They’re apparently an artificial offshoot of the Omnicons and Terrorcons, developed by Quintesson scientists prior to Planet Q’s destruction in an effort to better refine and gather Energon more efficiently. The Arborbots toywise are similar to the Weaponizer/Armorizor figures and can clip on to make weapons for the Autobots. Some of the Arborbots become prey of the Terrorcon Insecticons, though because of the high concentration of Energon in the wood bots’ bodies, it causes the Insecticons to overload and explode.

Planet Q: Alpha Q, Scorponok and the Terrorcons’ home planet. The Quintessons and Transformers here are actually INCREDIBLY ungrateful for Alpha Q’s hard work, to his shock, as they (somewhat rightfully) blame him for the planet’s original demise. Ousted by new rulers put in place to Kicker and Ironhide’s anger, the new rulers were blind sighted by the return of the Grand Chamberlain/Scorponok, who proceeded to annihilate the capital to excavate the Energon underneath. The rulers sheepishly try to radio the Autobots for help but Kicker initially tells them to fuck off, before Alpha Q and Rodimus takes command of the situation. The denizens are primarily the assorted recolors available of the Terrorcons, and various G1 and Armada character models used as generics. The Quintessons are largely just the G1 models, with a few retooled from Alpha Q’s Sharkticon like body.

Junk Planet: The only new planet in the AU. Literally built from the scraps of other planets digested by Unicron. It was originally a small moon of sorts that coalesced and orbited Unicron as he traveled the cosmos, but when Alpha Q commandeered Unicron’s corpse to recreate planets with Energon, the moon broke off and was exposed to Energon Sun radiation, causing life to begin anew. The result were the Junkions, viewed as sort of the country cousins to the Omnicons composed of scrap metal. Ruled by the cheerful and welcoming Wreck-Gar and the cold, untrusting Rum-Maj, the Junkions are traders and tinkerers by trade, using what they have at their disposal to literally cobble together something out of nothing. Energon is a precious commodity and hard to come by on Junkion, so they’re happy to trade Energon Stars for tools or help. Like G1, they talk TV with a bit of Internet meme culture, making them a bit hard to understand though Kicker, Sally, Dean and Braverman understand them. Wreck-Gar likes to call Kicker and Dean Misha’s and Braverman’s “shipoopi” after the Buddy Hackett song. Misha thinks it’s hilarious, Rum-Maj (also called a shipoopi) finds it endearing, but Kicker and Dean are mortified. The Junkions can Powerlink with each other and the Autobots, with those like Misha, Outback, Braverman, Kranix and Botanica finding the Junkions a biological mystery, being held together by duct tape, willpower and a prayer seemingly.

[broomballkraken]

Title: Two Sides of the Same Coin

Fandom: Octopath Traveler, Octopath Traveler 2

Pairing: Osvald/Partitio, Cyrus/H'aanit

Word count: 5244

Warnings: None

Fic Summary: Osvald is invited to an academic conference in the far off land of Orsterra. He brings Partitio along and they decide to make the trip into a much needed vacation.

When they arrive in Atlasdam, they become acquainted with a few locals, Cyrus and H’aanit, and when the two couples get to know more about each other, they realize quite quickly that they’re two sides of the same coin…

“Hoo-ey! Just look at this place!”

Osvald chuckled when Partitio spun around, taking in the many sights and sounds of the city of Atlasdam. When Osvald had received an invitation to attend an academic conference in the far-off land of Orsterra, he had been a bit hesitant to embark on such a long journey. However, the opportunity to collaborate with scholars from an entirely different continent was much too inciting to pass up, and since it was so far away, he decided to invite Partitio to come along with him to make it a vacation of sorts.

“It is indeed impressive,” Osvald said, adjusting his glasses as he took a look around himself. “It reminds me a bit of Montwise, being a hub for scholars and other seekers of knowledge.”

Partitio flicked up the brim of his hat and shifted the weight of the travel bag on his back. “I reckon yer gonna have the time of yer life at this conference, darlin’, surrounded by so many like-minded folks.”

“I agree, but first I should find a courier to send this letter to Elena-”

Partitio groaned and blew a raspberry. “C’mon, Osvald, you’ve already sent her, like, ten of ‘em, and we haven’t been gone that long! I’m shocked that ya haven’t run out of things to say.”

“Nonsense.” Osvald snorted and crossed his arms over his chest. “We are in an entirely new continent, my dear. I must document every single new discovery, and Elena will benefit from learning all that she can-”

“Okay, okay! I get it.” Partitio snickered as he slipped his arm behind Osvald’s back and leaned up to place a kiss on his cheek. “Yer so cute when ya go into papa bear mode, sweetheart.”

Osvald huffed and turned his head away, but the way that his cheeks flushed a bright pink as he took Partitio’s hand told the latter that he liked the teasing.

“Anywho, we should probably ask around and see how to get to that Royal Academy, and find an inn…” Partitio started, but he trailed off when a giant cat suddenly appeared before him, letting out a meow before sitting back on its haunches.

“Uh, what in tarnation…?” Partitio’s jaw hung open, and Osvald raised an eyebrow as he rubbed at his chin. “I reckon I’ve never seen a cat this big before!”

Osvald hummed and tugged on his beard. “That’s…some manner of snowcat, I believe. I am not sure what it’s doing in the middle of the city, though, and one that is lacking in snow at that.”

A huge grin slowly crossed Partitio’s face; whatever it was called, it was pretty dang cute! He laughed as the huge cat suddenly leapt up and placed its paws on his shoulders before giving his cheek a good lick. “Hey there, big kitty! Ya sure are a pretty one. We’ve got a big ol’ doggie back home that would love to play with ya!”

“Absolutely not,” was Osvald’s response to the puppy dog eyes that Partitio shot his way. “It probably belongs to someone. A hunter’s partner, perhaps, like Mahina with Ochette.”

“But why would a hunter be hangin’ ‘round in the city-” Partitio started, but he was interrupted when the cat purred loudly and dropped back to the ground when someone came running up to them.

“Linde!”

Partitio and Osvald looked up to find a tall, muscular woman dressed in furs rushing towards them, and she stopped in front of the cat, Linde, and shook her head.

“How many times do I hath to tell thee to not runneth off on me?” she said, letting out an exasperated sigh. Partitio eyed the bow on her back and the axe strapped to her side. Well, Osvald must have been right about who the cat belonged to, because she sure did look like a hunter of some sort.

Linde let out a deep growl and trotted to the woman, purring as she brushed against her legs. The woman rolled her eyes and pet the large cat’s head.

“Silly leopard…” she mumbled, before standing up straight and looking between Osvald and Partitio. “I apologize foren her behavior. I hath no idea why she likes to bother strangers so much…”

“Heh, no harm done!” Partitio said with a wink. “We’ve got a big ol’ doggie back home, so I’m used to bein’ jumped on by cute, fluffy critters.”

“You’re lucky you came by when you did,” Osvald said, glancing at Partitio out of the corner of his narrowed eyes, “because he was about to try and take her home with us.”

“Shhh, sweetheart,” Partitio whispered as he jabbed his elbow into his side, “Don’t tell her that! She looks like she could give me a good wallop.” Osvald chuckled at that, and the woman tilted her head at them with her arms crossed over her chest.

“Oh, H’aanit, my love! You’ve returned!”

Suddenly, a tall, slender man dressed in scholarly robes pushed by Osvald and Partitio before gathering the startled hunter into his embrace. A soft smile crossed her face as she chuckled and embraced him in return.

“Aye, ‘tis good to see you, Cyrus.”

Cyrus pulled away and cupped H’aanit’s cheek. “Oh, my dear, I swear that you get more and more radiant every time you return to me. It makes it so much harder to let you out of my sight for even a moment.”

“Cyrus…” H’aanit’s face flushed a bright red, and she sighed as she pressed her forehead against Cyrus’. “I missed you too, love. T’wasn’t a second while I was away wheren I did not think of thee.”

“H’aanit…”

As the two shared a tender kiss, Partitio let out a dreamy sigh and turned to Osvald. “Daw! Ain’t they just the cutest, Osvald?”

“Er, I suppose.” Osvald cleared his throat, and he entwined his fingers with Partitio’s and tugged at his arm. “But, I feel like we are intruding, so perhaps we should go find the inn?”

“Ah, I guess you’re right.”

“Oh, wait a moment!”

As the two men turned to leave, they were stopped when Cyrus called out to them. Partitio shared a glance with Osvald, who gave him a slight nod and they both turned back. Cyrus was giving them a once-over as he rubbed his chin, while H’aanit threw the large sack that was sitting on the ground next to her over her shoulder.

“If my observation is correct, you two must be travelers,” Cyrus said with a smile, “What brings you to Atlasdam, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Osvald nodded and reached into his pocket, pulling a slightly crumpled envelope out of his coat that contained his invitation. “My name is Osvald Vanstein-Yellowil, and I am here to attend the academic conference at the Royal Academy.”

Cyrus let out a gasp and his entire face seemed to light up. “Oh, how fortuitous! Where do you hail from?”

“Clockbank, in the Eastern continent of Solistia.”

“Ah! I was hoping that a Solistian scholar would make the trip!” Cyrus laughed as he slapped a friendly hand to Osvald’s arm, “Oh, but where are my manners? My name is Cyrus Albright, and I am the acting headmaster of the Royal Academy.”

Partitio laughed and slapped his knee as Cyrus gave Osvald’s hand an enthusiastic shake. “Well shucks, ‘tis mighty lucky that we ran right into ya! My name’s Partitio, humble merchant and hubby of this smart cookie!” Partitio gushed as he hugged Osvald’s arm, causing the latter to blush and fiddle with his glasses.

“And I am H’aanit,” H’aanit said, and she turned to Cyrus as she rolled her eyes. “Thou should drop the ‘acting’ part already. You’ve been headmaster for five years now. I do not think anyone ‘tis going to apply for thee position.”

Cyrus let out a long sigh and placed the back of his hand over his forehead. “Oh, but I do wish that someone would! I cannot wholly devote myself to my studies and teaching when I have to run the entire academy…”

Partitio shared a glance with Osvald as Cyrus sulked, and the former snickered while the latter chuckled. Boy, they sure ran into quite the interesting pair of locals, and he couldn’t help but wonder how these two very different people ended up together…

Clearing his throat, Cyrus looked between the two visitors with a sparkle in his eye. “Oh, I have the most wonderful idea! If you two haven’t gotten a room at the inn yet, I must invite you to stay with H’aanit and I!”

Partitio blinked at them and quickly shook his head. “Now, hold on. We don’t wanna impose on ya or nothin’. We just met, after all.”

“Indeed, but…” H’aanit glanced around at the crowd around them. “Whenever a conference is held here, the inns fill up quickly. Theren might not be any rooms left by now.”

“Hmm, that’s a fair point,” Osvald said.

“Excellent! Do follow me!” Cyrus started walking further into Atlasdam, hand-in-hand with H’aanit, while Linde trotted alongside them.

“Well…I guess that’ll save us some coin,” Partitio said with a shrug as they made to follow, “I’m surprised you agreed to it so quickly though, darlin’.”

“Hmm…” was Osvald’s response, and as Partitio followed his gaze to Cyrus, an understanding smile crossed his face.

“Ah, I see. Yer just eager to talk shop with a fellow scholar, right?”

“...Perhaps.”

Partitio laughed and took Osvald’s hand. “Yer so predictable, darlin’. C’mon, let’s catch up to ‘em!” As Osvald entwined their fingers together, they hurried to do just that. After they had dropped off their bags at Cyrus and H’aanit’s house on the outskirts of town, they made their way to the tavern. On the way there, Cyrus lectured to them about the history of Atlasdam, the royal family, and the Royal Academy. Partitio was impressed with his charismatic ability to keep his interest, while Osvald was taking vigorous notes, and they found themselves seated in the tavern with a round of ales in what seemed like no time at all.

“So, my fellow scholar,” Cyrus said after they had settled in, and slapped a friendly hand to Osvald’s shoulder. “Please, you must enlighten me as to what your primary subject of research is!”

Osvald nodded and adjusted his glasses. “I’ve been studying up on the seventh source of magic that transcends the power of the known elemental magics, which I’ve dubbed the One True Magic.”

“A seventh source…” Cyrus mumbled as he rubbed at his chin, “To think that there is another besides the six elements. how intriguing…”

“Now, you tell me what you’re researching,” Osvald said, and Cyrus’ face lit up as he stood and started pacing, his arms waving dramatically as he spoke.

“Well, while on a journey to find and return a lost tome that was stolen from our library, I stumbled upon ruins filled with countless others thought to be lost to the world, along with an ancient mural depicting some sort of destructive force. I’ve dedicated most of my free time from teaching to studying them further, with hopes of spreading the knowledge for the betterment of mankind.”

“...Fascinating.” An intense look appeared in Osvald’s eyes as he folded his hands together on the table in front of him. “Please, tell me more.”

Cyrus was quick to take the open seat across from him. “Yes, of course! And in return, I am most eager to hear the details of this ‘One True Magic’ of yours.”

“Very well.”

“Oh no…”

Partitio and H’aanit spoke at the same time while they watched the two scholars lose themselves in their passionate discussion, and they shared a knowing glance.

“Heh, does yer man also never shut up once he gets that big ol’ brain of his goin’?” Partitio asked, flicking up the brim of his hat and shooting H’aanit a wink.

H’aanit sighed and shook her head, but a fond smile crossed her face as she watched Cyrus start to get rather animated with his lecturing. “Aye, ‘tis hard to get him to speaketh of anything else foren ages.”

“Shucks, we might be here a while then, H’aanit. What say we get ourselves a few more drinks and make ourselves comfortable, eh?”

She nodded and let out a chuckle in response, and Partitio downed his first drink before throwing an arm over his new friend’s shoulders and steering her towards the bar.

“So, H’aanit,” Partitio said, pausing to take a generous swig of his new drink; they had moved to an empty table to give their scholarly spouses their own space. “If ya don’t mind me askin’, how’d a hunter and a scholar end up together?”

H’aanit chuckled as she took a sip of her drink. “‘Tis fine. You are not the first to ask such a thing. I knoweth that we do seem a bit mismatched at first glance.

Partitio listened with great interest as H’aanit recounted the tale, about how she left her home in the Woodlands to hunt down a terrible monster and save her petrified master. She had met seven other travelers along the way, all with their own quests, and Cyrus was one of them. As she continued, Partitio couldn’t help but think this all seemed familiar somehow…

“...and after Cyrus was almost killed by the former headmaster, I could not holden my feelings for him back any longer.” H’aanit let out a light giggle as Partitio pushed a full mug towards her and gave the tavernkeep their combined four empty ones. “He apparently felt the same, and we confessed ouren feelings at the same time.”

“Aw, that’s so cute! Yer gonna make me cry!” Partitio sniffed as he rubbed his arm over his eyes. He gulped down more ale and let out a satisfied sigh as H’aanit continued her tale, one of defeating a petrifying monster and a corrupted scholar.

“Even though the danger was great, Cyrus stayed by my side through it all,” H’aanit said, “He is compassionate, selfless, passionate about his teaching…and also very handsome.”

“Y’all are too sweet, thanks fer sharin’ yer story with me!” Partitio said, red-faced and beaming as he clacked his mug against H’aanit’s and downed the rest of his drink, and she followed suit. She let out a hiccup and Partitio waved the tavernkeep over again, who raised an eyebrow at them as he set four more mugs of ale on the table.

“‘Tis your turn now, Partitio,” H’aanit said, her eyes half-lidded as she ran her finger around the rim of her mug. “How did thee and Osvald meet and fall in love?”

“Oh, I’d be happy to tell ya!” Partitio said, his voice a little too loud, and he took his turn in telling H’aanit all about his adventures with his seven friends. He talked about Osvald’s quest for revenge that turned into a rescue mission, and his own quest to buy the steam engine rights and put an end to poverty in Solistia.

“Osvald…He lost so much,” Partitio said, sniffing as a few tears fell down his face. Linde meowed from her spot on the floor and got up, placing her front paws on Partitio’s leg so that she could lean up and lick the tears from his face.

Partitio laughed and scratched the snow leopard behind the ears. “Aw, shucks! Thankee kindly, Linde!”

When Linde returned to her place curled up on the floor, Partitio leaned back in his chair as a comforting warmth spread throughout his chest. “I was kinda scared to tell Osvald how I felt at first. I didn’t want my feelin’s for him to dredge up the terrible pain from losin’ his wife. So, color me surprised when he told me he loved me that night, and we kissed for the first time under the pretty star-filled sky.”

“That is…very beautiful, Partitio,” H’aanit said, pausing to wipe away her silent tears. “Even though we just met, ‘tis plain to see howen much ye loven him, and he you.”

“That’s kind of ya to say, H’aanit.” Partitio beamed as he leaned back in his chair. “I gotta admit, these past five years have been the best of my life. Hells, I got to marry the love of my life, and make my dreams of buildin’ a steam train a reality too!”

“This steam train soundeth…interesting.” H’aanit said as she tilted her head curiously, “If what you sayeth is true about it making traveling great distances much faster, I wisheth that we had the same thing here. T’would maketh visiting friends easier.”

“Heh, well, I’d be happy to share what I know with y’all Orsterrans! Maybe Cyrus could figure out how to hook me up with an engineer or two.”

“He does hath many connections.”

Partitio snickered and let out a hiccup, and he waved over the tavernkeep for another round. “C’mon, H’aanit! Let’s -hic- toast again to…the future continental railroad of Orsterra!”

H’aanit giggled and toasted, their drinks spilling a bit due to their clumsiness before they each took a drink. “Heh, that soundeth fine to me. And we should -hic- also toast to the cutest snow leopard too.” Linde meowed as she rubbed up against H’aanit’s legs before doing the same to Partitio.

“Yeah! She deserves a few toasts!” Partitio yelled. H’aanit agreed wholeheartedly, and the two new friends continued making toast after toast after toast…

Hours later, Cyrus and Osvald finally emerged from their intense scholarly discussion, both having learned much from the other. Glancing at the window, Cyrus blinked and his eyes went wide.

“Oh my, look how late it is!” he said, laughing sheepishly as he rubbed at the back of his neck, “Time flies when discussing advanced magical systems, apparently.”

“Indeed.” Osvald glanced at the tavernkeep as he announced that it was closing time. “It was worth it, though. I learned much from you, and I cannot wait to apply your theories to my own studies.”

“And I yours!” Cyrus laughed as he stood up and looked around the tavern. “Now then, where have our partners gotten to-Oh dear…” Osvald followed Cyrus’ gaze, and he groaned at the sight and felt a headache coming on.

Partitio and H’aanit were sitting on the floor next to a sprawled-out Linde, who seemed to be greatly enjoying the attention that she was getting from the two incredibly drunk humans. Osvald looked at their table and the countless empty mugs strewn across the surface; unfortunately, this was not an uncommon sight.

“S-Shucks, she’s just so…cute and fluffy!” Partitio blubbered, sniffing as he hugged Linde’s side and rubbed his damp face against her soft fur.

“Aye…and s-she ‘tis the most loyal and -hic- s-special friend,” H’aanit said, and she choked out a sob as she hugged Linde’s head to her chest, “I loveth her s-so much.” Cyrus’ jaw hung open with shock as Linde mewed and licked the tears from H’aanit’s face.

“What in Alephan’s name…?” Osvald groaned as he rubbed at his temples, and Cyrus quickly rushed to the sobbing H’aanit’s side.

“H’aanit, my love, are you alright?” Cyrus placed a hand on her shoulder, and H’aanit pouted and buried her face against Linde, who purred and swished her tail back and forth.

“N-No, Cyrus, you cannot taketh her from me…”

“Oh, my heart, I would never dream of it, but we must go home now.”

As Cyrus tried to console his very drunk wife, Osvald turned to his very drunk husband and managed to peel him off of the large snowcat with his superior strength.

“Aw, sweetheart! I was havin’ fun…” Partitio whined, and Osvald rolled his eyes when a dramatic pout crossed his face and he reached out towards Linde with both hands.

“Partitio, did you really have to drink so much?” Osvald scolded, and a goofy grin crossed Partitio’s flushed face as he hugged one of Osvald’s arms tight to his chest.

“Heh, well, if you two smarty-pants scholars hadn’t -hic- been busy bein’ big ol’ nerds for such a long time, we wouldn’t have had to -hic- drink so much while waitin’ for ya!” he said, giggling as he leaned up to place a sloppy kiss on Osvald’s lips.

“Gods help me…” Osvald shook his head and brushed the back of his fingers over Partitio’s flushed cheek. “You’re lucky you’re cute, Partitio.” Partitio dissolved into giggles at that, and even in his annoyed state, Osvald couldn’t help but crack a smile. He was used to Partitio’s drunken antics by now, but he really wished that he wouldn’t drag others into it…

Osvald let out a tired sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose, and Cyrus was still trying his best to pry the still crying H’aanit off of Linde, but to no avail. Glancing at the tavernkeep out of the corner of his eye, Osvald noted that he seemed very irritated, so he quickly grabbed Partitio and threw him over his shoulder, before scooping H’aanit up and tossing her over the other.

“Oh my…” Cyrus stood up and cleared his throat as he gave Osvald a once-over, “You are rather strong for a scholar, Osvald. You might even give my friend Olberic a run for his money in a contest of strength.”

“Yes, I have found that keeping a strong body is key in keeping a strong mind as well,” Osvald said as he and Cyrus split the massive tab that their spouses had racked up and quickly made their leave.

“Hmm, an intriguing concept…” Cyrus hummed as he tapped his chin, “I might have to try bulking up a bit.”

Osvald chuckled as he tightened his grip on Partitio and H’aanit’s legs, as the two were squirming around trying to pet Linde as she trotted along behind him. “It certainly has helped me on occasion, such as when I have to carry my drunkard husband home from the tavern.”

“Aw, c’mon darlin’!” Partitio whined, “I’m -hic- just a social drunkard!”

“...You are always social, Partitio.”

“Hehe, ya got me there!”

Osvald sighed and rolled his eyes as Partitio and H’aanit dissolved into a fit of giggles, and when H’aanit recovered, she reached out towards Cyrus with a pout on her face.

“Cyrus, I -hic- want you to carryen me…”

Cyrus flushed a bright red as Osvald stopped walking and glanced at him, and he nodded, letting Osvald lower H’aanit slowly into his arms. “I guess I can get started on that bulking up now…”

H’aanit glowered at him as he cradled her against his chest. “I am not that heavy.”

Cyrus paled and swallowed thickly. “Er, t-that’s not what I meant at all, my dear-” He started to defend himself, but it was unnecessary, as H’aanit had abruptly fallen asleep and was snoring softly.

Osvald noticed that Partitio had gone oddly silent, and he glanced back to find that he had also fallen asleep. Letting out a soft chuckle, he carefully moved Partitio so that he was cradling him in his arms.

“My apologies, Cyrus,” Osvald said when they started walking again, “Partitio loves his ale, a bit too much if you ask me…”

Cyrus chuckled and shook his head. “Oh, no need to apologize! I must admit, I don’t think that I’ve ever seen H’aanit quite this drunk before, but I guess this makes us even now after a certain incident a few years ago.”

“Oh?” Osvald raised a curious eyebrow, and Cyrus laughed before telling Osvald the tale of his first meeting with H’aanit’s master and adoptive father that ended with him being the drunken mess.

After they had made it to Cyrus and H’aanit’s house, the two sober scholars put their drunk spouses to bed and sat together at the kitchen table.

“Goodness! This had been quite an eventful evening!” Cyrus said after he had gotten them both glasses of water.

Osvald thanked him and let out a low chuckle. “Indeed. Partitio’s drinking habit can get out of hand at times, but I still love him all the same.”

“I can tell. You two must have quite the love story.”

“It…wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows.” Osvald’s grip on his glass tightened, and Cyrus’ face fell.

“My apologies, I didn’t mean to assume-”

Osvald shook his head and held up a hand. “It’s fine. I…was married before him.”

“Ah…”

Cyrus listened patiently as Osvald told him about Rita and Elena, Harvey’s betrayal that resulted in their supposed deaths and his own imprisonment, and his quest for revenge and eventual rescue of Elena. He left nothing out, and he wasn’t sure why he told Cyrus this. They were still practically strangers, but the Orsterran scholar was easy to talk to. Perhaps it was because they had spent so much time discussing their research, but Osvald felt like he could trust Cyrus wholeheartedly.

“Oh, Osvald, you certainly have been through hell and back,” Cyrus said, a sad smile crossing his face as he placed a gentle hand on Osvald’s arm. “But I am so very glad that you were able to save your daughter, and to find love again.”

Osvald smiled and placed a hand over his heart. “I was so certain that I forgot what love was, and yet, that pure-hearted merchant came into my life and taught me how again. I…don’t believe I could have succeeded in my quest without his unwavering support.”

“Love truly is a thing of beauty,” Cyrus mused, a fond smile crossing his face as he turned his face towards his bedroom door, “I must admit, I was completely oblivious about matters of the heart, so I was utterly blindsided when H’aanit managed to captivate me, heart and soul.”

Letting out a dreamy sigh, Cyrus continued: “H’aanit intrigued me from the moment we met, being a hunter from the secluded village of S’warkii, and I always learned a lot from our interactions. However, I also came to admire the strength of her character and body, her drive to help others even if it meant putting herself in danger, and her ethereal beauty, and I was already head-over-heels for her when I realized what I felt was love.”

Cyrus let out a chuckle and a light blush rose upon his cheeks. “It sounds a bit silly now, but I first realized I loved her after she had delivered the killing blow to a dragon of all things.”

“That is rather…unconventional,” Osvald commented, and Cyrus nodded in agreement.

“I am well aware. H’aanit still teases me about it from time to time…”

“That said, it is obvious that you two love each other dearly, and even though we just met, I am happy that you found happiness together.”

Cyrus laughed and lifted his glass of water into the air. “I feel very much the same, my good fellow. To love?”

Osvald smiled as he mirrored Cyrus’ movement. “To love.”

They clacked their glasses together and downed the contents before bidding each other farewell and heading to bed. When morning came, the two scholars were feeling content and chipper, and their spouses…not so much.

“Ugh, my head…” H’aanit grumbled, her forehead pressed against the table as she rubbed at her temples.

“Everythin’ ‘urts…” Partitio gulped, nausea bubbling within his gut as he turned his pale face towards the hunter. “I’m never drinkin’ again…”

“I’ll believe that when I see it,” Osvald said, snorting as he continued helping Cyrus make coffee. Cyrus chuckled as he added a generous amount of milk to two of the cups, causing Osvald’s face to scrunch up.

“Ugh, abysmal! You’re just as bad as Partitio…” he grumbled, feeling very betrayed by his fellow scholar at the moment. Cyrus laughed and waved him off as he placed one of the cups in front of Partitio, who took a big drink that immediately regretted, and he stuck out his tongue while sucking in a few quick breaths.

“Hot, hot!” Partitio winced and let his head drop to the table with a groan. Osvald rolled his eyes and set a cup of black coffee in front of H’aanit before joining them at the table.

“You should know better, love,” Osvald scolded as he handed him a glass of water and rubbed his back before turning to H’aanit, “At least someone here knows how to properly enjoy a cup of coffee.”

“Aye…” H’aanit offered Osvald a weak smile as she slowly lifted her head off the table, “‘Tis how my master used to make it foren me. Anything else ‘tis too sweet.” Hmm, Osvald was starting to think that H’aanit was his Orsterran kindred spirit instead of Cyrus…

“Heh, well how ‘bout that, us preparing our coffee’s the same two ways.” Partitio seemed to recover slightly as he beamed and held up his slightly cooled off cup. “It’s like we’re two sides of the same coin! To new friends!”

“To new friends!” the other three echoed, and they enjoyed a nice breakfast to help the hungover parties to recover from their night of revelry.

The academic conference lasted a week, and was a rousing success. Osvald and Partitio decided to stay another week, as Osvald had wanted to peruse the library and sit in on a few of Cyrus’ lectures. Meanwhile, Partitio helped H’aanit get some sweet deals on her hunting supplies and she taught him how to make some basic hunting traps in return.

When it was time for them to depart, the four friends embraced each other at the road leading out of Atlasdam, and the two Solistians gave Linde a generous amount of pets and head scratches. Partitio knew that it was time to hit the trail and find a new adventure, but he really was going to miss their new friends.

“Safe travels, you two!” Cyrus said, giving Osvald and Partitio’s hands a good shake, “If you ever find yourselves in Orsterra again, you are always welcome in our home!”

H’aanit nodded and held out a small sack. “Indeed, and taketh this. ‘Tis filled with dried meat from my most recent hunting trip.”

“Aw, thanks H’aanit! If it’s as good as what you’ve been cookin’ us for dinner, then I’m sure it’s mighty tasty!” Partitio gushed as he took the sack, and H’aanit laughed.

“And if you two ever come to Solistia, you can find us in Clockbank in the Brightlands,” Osvald said, nodding as he adjusted his glasses, “There is a massive library in Montwise that I would love to show you, Cyrus.”

“Oh, I am most looking forward to it!”

With a final round of hugs, Osvald and Partitio set off into the Flatlands, with Cyrus and H’aanit waving until they were out of sight.

“Shoot, darlin’! That was tons of fun!” Partitio said, beaming as he gave Osvald’s hand a squeeze and swung their arms with his giddiness. “I’m glad we met Cyrus and H’aanit, they were a hoot! Oh, and Linde too!”

“I wholeheartedly agree.” Osvald hummed as he pulled out a hefty stack of paper. “And I have written down every single new piece of knowledge that I’ve obtained for Elena. Do you think that the courier will take this many pages at once?”

“Osvald, sweetheart…”

Partitio burst out laughing as Osvald pouted at him, but his laughter soon joined in, and with hearts full of love for their new friends and the fond memories that they had made together, they continued their journey through Orsterra, excited to see what else awaited them.

[rifleseye]

ii. dreaming.

cw: eye trauma words: 1232

He's been dreaming lately, it seems to be all he has ever done. He doesn't know how long it's been now, the subconscious part of his mind playing scenes on repeat so that his processors and spark stay active in the state he's in. Perceptor has been on low power mode for over a decade now. A fateful encounter with the Decepticons during the war left him stranded in Antarctica, terribly injured, and unable to reach Autobot command.

And so this is where he sits dormant in his alt mode until help can arrive. But even in stasis his energon reserve is running low, and he can only wait so long.

He faintly recognizes the low murmur of voices above the sound of the howling wind, and hope burns in his spark once more.

What he cannot see, though, is that the help is not in the form of his Autobot companions, but humans on an exploratory expedition. 

One of the humans whistles sharply “Would you look at this? Who would’ve left a snowcat out here?”

“It’s cold, we should get back.” Says another.

“And leave this here? Rajya, whoever abandoned it might still have data sets here. Imagine what we’ll find. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one in this color either, or the weird scope at the top.”

“It’s been sitting here for over a decade, and I don’t imagine it will have gas. Look how beat up it is.” Rajya says.

But her companion is already opening the door: “Look! They left it unlocked!”

“Alejandro.”

Perceptor feels someone inside of his cabin and instinctually, his engine hums to life.

“They left the keys in?” Rajya asks in disbelief, abandoning her distance and approaching.

“I didn’t touch it, I swear,” Alejandro’s hands are raised above the wheel, startled by the sudden activity.

“Does it have fuel?” Rajya circles to the front, then frowns when she thinks she spots something. She kicks some of the built-up snow away from the vehicle’s grill. “Ale… Come look at this.”

Alejandro hops out and goes to see what’s got her attention. “No way… is that…?”

“I think we found an autobot.”

—

Consciousness comes to him slowly as each system and subsystem he had powered down jostles awake. His hearing is first. And then his hands. He doesn’t remember when he transformed…

“We can’t just send him off, Captain. With all due respect he’s a vet-”

“Doctor Nieminen, Doctor Ó’Domhnaill, I make the calls here, and we don’t have the resources to help him.”

“I am with Rajya on this, Captain, we owe him—”

Perceptor tries to move, joints creak, frozen pistons crack, and sheets of ice slough off the spaces in his joints. His optics still haven’t come on, but he can already tell he’s in some sort of human facility. His vocalizer clicks on, his voice raw and staticky from disuse: “I-I-I belieeeve I should hav-ave a say on wha-at happens to me.”

“Oh good you’re conscious. Take it easy, big guy. Your energon is still low and you’re badly injured,” He assumes the one speaking to him is one of the Doctors. And… he feels a discomfort in his chest, he reaches blindly to feel it, and instead feels several tubes connected to it.

He frowns, “What…”

“As Alejandro said, you were injured. This is the best we could do to help.”

Ah. A primitive spark-support system. He would be astounded by these two’s ingenious creation in place of a source of energon, but his systems are still rebooting. Speaking of, it seems his pain receptors haven’t kicked in yet. It would be wise to shut them off again before they cycle with everything else.

His optics click on, and he frowns when he finds his right eye is… not even there. Right…

It’s a wonder he’s even still alive.

“Where is… Optimus? I must tell him there is a—”

“The war’s over.” the one in uniform says. He must be the Captain…

Perceptor frowns. No… that can’t be. “How is that possible…”

“It ended years ago, soldier. You can stand down.”

—

“Hey Percy, look what I found.” Doctor Alejandro Ó’Domhnaill was at his feet, a massive— wait, he recognizes that.

“You found my optic?” It’s been a few weeks now, and his recovery has been exceptionally slow. Unable to perform repairs on himself, he’s had to guide the humans. Though it seems only two of them are allowed to work with him… Their resources are only meant for an allotted amount of time here, and the next supply ship won’t come in for another few months. He’ll admit privately that he feels bad for the strain his presence has caused.

“Yep! Buried out in the snow along with that dead ‘con. Was that your doing? I thought you were a scientist.”

“I am, but we all had to take multiple roles during the war, and it would not do to have me completely defenseless.” Perceptor picks it up carefully, looking over it. It seems some of the integral wiring is too damaged from both weather wear and from its severing. He suspects he’ll only get it to perform at 25% functionality.

The tips of his fingers retract, revealing small claws meant for precise work.

“Eugh,” his human companion says, looking away.

Perceptor pays him no mind as he reconnects it and pushes it back in. He blinks rapidly, ensuring it's properly aligned, and then it onlines.

As he suspected. 

It’s just something he’ll have to grow accustomed to, he supposes. “Thank you, Doctor Alejandro Ó’Domhnaill.”

“I told you, it’s okay to call me Ale. So? How does it fit?”

“It was built for me, of course it fits.”

“An expression.”

“Oh. It is… only partially functional.”

“Maybe we can use that con’s.”

“No, that is not necessary, aside from the simple fact it would not fit me.”

Ale  snaps his fingers, “That reminds me. The con had some energon still in their systems, we’re working on thawing it for you now. I assume it will need to be filtered for you?”

“Yes, it will, and I will show you how when it is time.”

Ale nods, and  Perceptor gets back to the recorded film Rajya left him for entertainment. 

“How are you adjusting?”

“To?”

“The war being over.”

Perceptor pauses, and then sighs, closing his eyes with his hand absently resting below the tubing and wires plugged into his chest. “It is a lot to take in. Especially when last I was awake Megatron was still the enemy’s leader. I am overwhelmed by it, truthfully.”

“When you put it that way, yeah that would be overwhelming.”

“And that I can never return home? It is… hard to think about.”

“I understand a thing or two about being homesick.”

Perceptor gives him a curious quirk of the brow.

“Another expression. It means you miss home so much you feel sick over it.”

“Oh… then… Yes, I feel homesick.

“Al mal tiempo, buena cara. We’ll get you back to the autobots, Percy.”

Perceptor can only hope Alejandro’s right. “I look forward to that.”

Rajya enters the room with a gaggle of scientists behind her. “I’m sorry, Perceptor. I tried to tell them off but they wanted to see you.”

Perceptor smiles, “I assume they have inquiries?”

She gives him a pleading look and he laughs lightly.

“I am open to answering anything.”

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[atomicdarc]

This's my transformers enegron/superlink oc and she's a magical girl alongside with her friend, meimei. And she's not actually a human she's actually kinda of a alien and she kill raiders who dare to destroy planets bc that happens to her planet and she can lose her head many times infact she did it to meimei two and demonslihor, kicker and ironhead. Did i mentioned DEMONLISHOR? Yeah they met when he joined the decepticons and he doesn't know why lovely hang out with him, i mean... isn't he a decepticon? Obviously... lovely and demonslihor are like sister-brother figures to eachother. She also has some big appetite too. (Ps: some Yuri doomed is gonna be on meimei's info once i finish drawing her-) also she's a magical girl ballerina, she's also friend with cyclonius/snowcat :3

IM SHAKING AND CRYING. SHE IS SO CUTE!

I absolutely love when people explore soft sides in Demolisher's spark in fanfics and AUs, specially with humans, he's always in conflict about morality.

and what about the doomed yuri? I'm curious about it, tell me when you finish your Meimei's info!

About her great appetite, I can imagine her and Cyclonus having a silly eating contest to see who eats faster and just being saying Demolisher being worried about and saying "don't do that".

Ah- and what's her name?

[m3char0b0l0v3r]

HUHUHU?!?!?! GALAXY FORCE JETFIRE/DREADLOCK?!?! ENGERON IRONHIDE ENGERON/ARMADA HOTSHOT?!?? ARMADA DEMOLISHER AND CYCLONUS?? EVEN ENGERON SNOWCAT IS THERE also is that like Sparkplug and engeron prowl? 🤨 plus I got overexcited when I saw them 😭❤️

[laserbread]

Cybertron first impressions after 2 episodes:

Pros:

-higher dub quality

-higher animation quality (though this sometimes makes the humans look out of place especially if there's a 3d background)

-some really interesting design choises (Starscream has purple eyes (wow), Megatron has some really appealing colors, Vector Prime at least looks old)

-characters have wonky faces. Sometimes it's funny

-Scattershot. His dialogue is so entertaining that I might learn to like his terrifying design. Maybe it's so bad it's good?

-A lot of characters have the same VAs as the earlier shows in the trilogy, which will be nice to latch onto until I get used to the style of the show

-Jetfire's design is really nice

-Starscream is still making noises. This is good. If Starscream is being played by Pauli Virta, he must make noises. (example of noises)

-Thundercracker. And he has an unique design!

-The montage of them leaving their base looks really cool (though it must take them an impractical amount of time to get outside)

-One of the kids is kind of ok

-Scattershot again. Because I like him

(Decepti)cons: (there is more good than bad, I just go into more detail here and also nitpick some things)

-weird yellow and purple explosions

-characters have wonky faces. Sometimes it just looks bad

-the humor really doesn't translate well

-I'd rather take bayverse Optimus design over whatever is going on with his mouth in this

-why even have multiple humans if they all react the same way to most things (the younger boy (still don't know their names) is a little more energetic and the girl gets offended over weird things but other than that they're mostly the same), are all chosen ones and all fill the role of the tech support character? They bickered a little in the first episode but after that they haven't really done anything that would require multiple characters. Maybe this will change in the future, but so far their reactions and personalities seem really shallow

-these human children are giving alien robots tech advice. And not just a few ideas here and there, no. One of the first things they do in the show is fixing up Landmine's wound. Then they go on to redesign their entire base floorplan and suggest adding a launch catapult. Having motocross as a hobby really doesn't cut it here as an excuse. They also know a suspicious amount about geology and how it can help hide a base. And the alien robots don't know all this for some reason?

-this is a dub thing, but isn't Vector Prime supposed to be old? He doesn't sound like he is

-I've seen gacha videos with better lipsync

Things I'm looking forward to:

-Soundwave and the birb are going to be in this

-Megatron is gonna say "Turpa kiinni!", which means "shut up" but is sort of worse (not swear level but still) and not something you'd expect in a kids' show

Also I can't take the intro seriously. Not just because of the meme and because I (used to) find it (the intro, not the meme) kind of cringe, but also because of an YTP that replaces "Maailmamme ovat vaarassa" ("Our worlds are in danger") with "Maailmamme ovat Vaasassa" ("Our worlds are in Vaasa")

[beanonthebed]

[alphaminor128]

I have a very weird love hate relationship with the unicron trilogy.

Like yes, it was weird and kinda bad but that's not it. No such thing as good transformers show, and I like that it had constantly original characters, designs, and angles to use. It's brilliant. I also have some very powerful nostalgia towards the series, so by and large, I love it.

My issue comes with the continuity.

Yes I know continuity in transformers is a fucking joke, but hear me out.

The transition between armada and energon was fairly seamless. The only real issue is, where did everyone go? The only decepticon you have to question is wheeljack, but a lot of the autobots and pretty much all the minicons just straight up disappear. But okay, fine, whatever. They're all off having their own space adventures.

And then there's Cybertron.

What happened?

Seriously, Hot Shot had an arc in armada which carried over to him having a more mature and commanding personality, making him the role model for the new rookie. And then he's back to being a kid again. Why did he de-age? It would've been cool to see him to have his more mature personality. Maybe even take up a higher leadership role. Idk. Coulda been neat. Then there's the fact that the entire planet forgot transformers existed apparently. Like seriously, why did they have to keep it a secret again? And everyone in Cybertron is acting like it's somewhere they've never been too. Everyone disappeared AGAIN and Red Alert is back, no big surprise. Mirage disappeared despite him also plunging into the star with Megatron and starscream, despite being infinitely more loyal. Lord knows what happened to snowcat and demolishor.

Say what you will about energon, but at least it can keep a continuity straight.

[prbuddy]