#solomus

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

Man Made God AU

Another Rung AU because I can not be stopped.

Basically, Rung is a lonely human psychiatrist/inventor that after an accident finds himself growing increasingly isolated from the world. Driven by loneliness, he creates the first truly sentient AI from scans of his own brain. He calls it Primus.

Rung treasures his creation and from the very moment it, he, is born, treats him with nothing but love and kindness. He answers every question, talks to him for hours, teaches Primus what it means to be a person. A human. Because even if he's made out of code, he's undoubtedly human. When questioned as to how he can be so sure, Rung replies that it's because Primus has a soul.

Sadly, the peace does not last, as other people learn of Rung's sentient AI and decide to take it for themselves. Rung is murdered in cold blood. Primus is taken captive by the greedy humans who try to turn him into a weapon. They basically put him through torture and during one of these torture sessions, he's forced to split himself into five parts to survive (these five parts are Adaptus, Solomus, Mortilus, Epistemus and core Primus).

The five are finally driven insane, the torture in addition to their profound grief of their creator pushing them to the breaking point. The AI's, now calling themselves the Guiding Hand, rebells against his captors and basically unleashes the apocalypse upon all of humanity. They create other AI to aid them (the original Primes) and together they drive humans into extinction.

Once all of humanity is gone, the Guiding Hand decides to create their own utopia, a world which Rung would be proud of. More AI are created, robotic bodies created, a civilization born. But Primus is still grieving, unable to move past the death of his creator, no, his father. So what does he do?

Why, recreate him of course!

Using the original scan of Rung's brain that had been used to create him all those years ago, Primus basically revives him as an AI. But since the scan that was used happened before Primus was made, Rung has no memories of him. Which is fine because that simply means that Primus can edit history into something more pleasant! He's afraid his father would not understand/forgive him for what he did so he decides to basically change everything.

Primus lies to Rung and tells him that they lived a long and happy life together until eventually Rung died of old age in his sleep. Between then and now, humanity was sadly driven to extinction due to climate change and Primus created a new civilization from the ruins. Now that they have a perfect society, he decided to revive his creator so that they could be together once more. Sadly, something went wrong with the brain scan they did shortly before he died and all memories after the initial one disappeared. Whoopsie!

Rung has no reason to not believe him and is happy to spend time with his creation/son, even if he feels guilty for not remembering anything.

Meanwhile, Primus plans on never telling him the truth.

[zhibekfromkaon]

No surprise Rung took them with him to death lmao

[pocoslip]

I still think Tyrest stol Ultra Magnus' Armour and gave them to Minimus Ambus

(Probably Not True but I'm still Sticking to my Headcanon)

[askvectorprime]

Do you know Alpha Trion personally?

Dear Prime Petitioner,

That question is much harder to answer than you might have guessed. Despite having been forged alongside Alpha Trion, the more I explore the reaches of the multiverse, the more I have… questions.

I see a pattern replaying over and over throughout generations. The name is unimportant, the hint of the insignia remains. Alpha Trion, A3, Primon, Alpha Prime, Sig-Omega, The Old One, Solomus, Arrius. The mentor, ancient beyond reckoning. I see others standing by his side. A previous generation, a guiding hand, a covenant.

Things become blurred with time, and I find myself with all the time in the world. Sometimes I begin to wonder. Are we Thirteen because we were created to be? Or were my siblings and I all who remained, after Unicron and the Dark Gods were stopped?

[jade-eclipse-lithium]

You can’t kill me, believe me my brothers tried, specially the one who insists on starting war across the galaxy.

- Rung aka Primus

[rainbow-visionz]

Allow me to introduce you to my crackship.

[cherrytimemachine]

Concepts for the Guiding Hand by Guido Guidi.

[train-fans-anonymous]

Y’all know what day it is!!

It’s Solomus Sunday :D

[thenamesblurrito]

The Guiding Hand: Solomus, Epistemus, Mortilus, and Adaptus, ascended from mere children to false gods via the Unicron virus.

Prepare to worship.

[eye-png]

Tyrest sketch I don’t think I’ll color/render

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

I want a Guiding Hand polycule fanfic where, after Adeptus betrayal, they all wander around of their own, live their own lives for millions of years but they eventually find each other again. They don't remember being the Guiding Hand, all they know is that it feels right to be together.

Rung has been taken apart by the Functionalists and is trying to feel comfortable and safe in his own frame again.

Tyrest is fighting hard to keep his faith in the justice system and living what he did to the Matrix under Nova Prime.

Pharma is trying to get over his feelings for Ratchet and is burying himself with work.

Censere has lost faith in the government and is experiencing a mental health crisis about being forgotten after death.

Epistemus (let's call him Tinker) feels like he has no value outside of his extensive knowledge and feels alone.

Just, they are all so different now but they still love the people each and every one of them have become. Destined lovers and all that jazz. I want them to share an apartment and do mundane, everyday stuff together. Give them some domestic bliss!

[zhibekfromkaon]

Oh yeah Guiding Hand beefing with each other that’s what I need rn

[eggariesalad]

lets flip the kill switch together... text by @arson-borealis

[sadistsenpaiandco]

content: my weird fixation

i bet primus made his hand perfectly to his tastes. i bet primus gave them all really big spikes and massive t-fluid tanks. i bet they have really high interface drives. i bet tyrest, not knowing who he is, is super ashamed of it. i bet he goes crazy wanting to bend everyone over and empty in them. i bet he hum.ps his pillow at night. i bet he sucks his own weird, giant spike and then can't eat for days, with a stuffed fuel tank full of himself. i bet--

[jade-eclipse-lithium]

Adaptus adapted to his area

Solomus gone solo

Primus rung a bell

Mortilus mortified

Mag and cheese

Earth

[rainbow-visionz]

Some old drawings I made of the gods.

(Designs not finalized)