#the alien/ byte

[qubodeathscreen]

Just great. I totally wanted to go into a prison instead of hanging with my boyfriends. Thanks, God.

NS took a deep breath and used an M!A to fix his star glasses, Before smiling and turning to the group.

Alright so I figure you probably have room for one more person, Right? Especially since this person can grant wishes?

Ambitious today, Are we?

-NS

”No WAY! You grant wishes? Like, can you do any wish?”

“That’s a good point. But how do we know you’re on our side?”

“Yer powers probably won’ even work, anyway. We all get nerfed the second we get ‘ere..”

[spookberry]

I stg I've posted her before, but I couldnt find it and I wanted to post more stuff so heres the og drawings as context

[piracyisnoparty]

sleepy... 💤

[fiestylittlebeetle]

I've been thinking about it but I've decided how I think mechamorphs would reproduce with two parents (both also GMs)

Basically there's no such thing as "accidental pregnancy", breeding has to be mutually decided on.

Both parents produce what is essentially half a symbiote and combine them, then one of them carries the combined symbiote for saftey until it finishes sorting it's own mixed code out and "activates" if you will. Although some parents may use an external incubator instead.

This means mechamorphs have two forms of reproduction: creating a whole symbiote solo (takes allot of energy and some body mass) OR the symbiote combination. (Less energy and mass but takes longer)

[rainbyte]

My pencil slipped and this Doctor Who AU exists now, so sorry. And you're getting subjected to the pile of stuff I've drawn now bc I forgot to post it here SJEU

[satureja13]

They followed Jeb's voice until they reached the chamber with another monitor. He kept repeating 'Vanië' until they all gathered.

Then he started to speak. Other Jeb: "Vanië. My friends. I apologize for the troubles but... we had to make sure only you can enter the ship. I guess you already figured that Professor Callahan is Jack and I am his assistant." Saiwa: "WHAT? JACK! OMG JEB!!!"

Other Jeb: "Vanië. Listen. We don't have much time. Time - we messed up so badly ... so we went back - you have to do it right from now on. Do everything necessary to gather. And stay together. Do not cut the bond! Leave no one behind. Bring Kiyoshi back. Work on your songs, Ji Ho. Don't forget: Before you move on - gather!"

Other Jeb: "You need to go to the ship now. Place the Amazonite at Ji Ho's pedestal and the Nitelite on the ship's with the meteorites. Make sure nobody follows you. Albaleyh shoud have given Rubyn all the information she needs to improve her research on the meteorites. This is how you'll be able to gather again." Then Jeb told them how to find the ship and ended the message: "Vanië, I love you. Always." ... Other Jack: "And! - Cut! Drones are off." But they weren't... Other Jeb: "Gods, Jack. I hope they don't mess it up this time." Other Jack: "They won't. We won't loose them again."

Vlad: "Where is this from? The Apocalypse? Are we dead there? Did they therefore set this all up?" Ji Ho: "Where are you going, Jeb?"

Ji Ho found Jeb in a chamber nearby. Crying. Jeb: "I always thought Vanië and I had the eternity together. I never thought I could loose him again. There is no life for me without him. How could I even exist there without him?" Ji Ho: "We don't know if ... if we are dead in their future or timeline or I-don't-know-what - all we can do here is to do our best to avoid it - what ever 'it' is, hm?"

Meanwhile Saiwa went down the other road and screamed with Jack... Vlad: "Sai - stop it. Jeb and Jack - from wherever when or where - risked a lot to set this up and warn us. You heard him. We need to leave now. Our Jack has nothing to do with it. Neither does Jeb. We can discuss the rest later. Let's go."

They donned the camouflage attire they found at the crashed plane and Ji Ho, who recorded Other Jeb's message, lead them through the Jungle to the Ship - hopefully. Luckily the stupid, revealing suns over Vlad and Jack's heads finally vanished! And of course Jack didn't leave his new friend behind...

From the Beginning  ~  Underwater Love ~  Latest 🌴 'The Expedition' from the beginning ▶️ here 📚 Previous Chapters: 🎤 'Putting the Boys Back together' from the beginning ▶️ here 🥀 'Disbandment of the Group' from the beginning ▶️ here

[comicsbyte]

Alien: Romulus – Marvel Unveils a Spine-Chilling One-Shot Prelude Comic!

Alien: Romulus – Marvel Unveils a Spine-Chilling One-Shot Prelude Comic!

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[idontcaboose]

Haunted car Au part 11

Previous. Masterpost

When Duke woke up, he remembered the fight he had with Bruce last night. All in all, it was actually what Duke wanted to happen in a way. Duke got full access to “fix” the Batmobile, but just the way Bruce made it sound was just… Infuriating. Like, sure, blame the newly 17 year old kid who had only moved the car, not even a hundred feet, for everything wrong with the car. Being benched until he figured out how to get whoever was possessing the car sucked though.

The good news is that the only people who would be awake to bother him or ask unwanted questions would be Alfred and maybe Tim. If Tim got on his case it would be simple to call in Alfred or to threaten him with calling in Alfred. The only other people that use the cave like the front door are Dick and Jason. Both would be up for hiding the issue from Bruce once explained. Dick would be a bleeding heart to a potential meta/alien kid getting stuck because of their powers. Jason would keep the secret just on principle, especially if told Duke got blamed for something he had no hand in. Jason would probably help set the kid up after he gets out of the car too, assuming Bruce doesn't pull a Bruce. It would be nice to not be the only meta in the family though, and the kid would already know about the family, but that would be the kids choice.

After a short breakfast, Duke made his way back down to the cave, only to hear a…Rave?

He made his way through the cave following the muted music to… the car…

“What in every hell are you doing?” Duke could not help to exclaim as he saw the Batmobile, for lack of a better comparison, dancing.

The car was strobing its headlights from the yellow driver's lights, to the brights, to the color changing LEDs Jason and Dick put in for a party prank that Bruce never removed, all to the beat of some techno that had to have been in Tim's Playlist. The car stopped in its perceived dancing to open its door in another mockery of a wave causing the music to become almost deafening as the door opened. Duke had to cover his ears as the kid in the car panicked and set off its alarm before turning everything off. If Duke thought the cacophony before was deafening, the silence after was even more so.

“Seriously, what the hell kid?” Duke said with as much incredulity as he could muster.

The car responded with a slow turning of its front wheels and a quieter sound of ‘Sorry’ by Justin Beiber playing, which could have been from either Dick or Steph’s playlists.

“You know what? I am not going to deal with song names and lyrics to guess from. Give me a second.” Duke went to the Batcomputer and found Tim's folder containing all of the sound bytes and clips that he uses when he gets real malicious with the power points for his team, the JL, or for Bruce when he is being exceptionally pissy, and downloads it onto a large USB stick. It took a little longer than Duke expected, but within an hour the USB was downloading its new playlist into the Batmobile’s radio storage. The sound bytes should be better than songs, right?

“GOOOOOOODDDDDD MOOOOORRRRRRNNNING GOOOOOOOTTTHHHHAAAAAAAAAMMMM!!!!!!!!!!”

“God dammit Tim”

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[qubodeathscreen]

uhhhhhhggggg ...not exactly?? :(

“Well, that’s just great..”

“Oh.. that’s okay! Do you know, like, anything about this place?”

[spookberry]

Drew Byte in the Alien Yu-Ri style a while back too

[toastie-sim]

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wc: 1.4k a/n: Just a heads-up! This mini-series was originally a one-shot but ended up longer than expected. So once I post the final chapter (when Andy chases Navarro and Bjorn after the facehugger incident), that will be the end of the Phantom Code series. Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!

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You barely remember the sunlight.

It lingers like a half-forgotten dream, a distant warmth that fades with each passing day. Hard to even believe you ever felt it.

Sometimes, when you close your eyes, you can almost feel it: soft and golden, brushing against your skin like the wind.

But here on Jackson's Star, the sun is nothing more than a ghost. It's a myth—a wishful story where the only source of light is from the cold, artificial glow of machinery.

This planet—this forsaken mining colony—is all you've ever known; your prison and your home. You don't remember how you got here, and never really understood why.

Your parents were never meant to be here, that much you knew. They were once something else—Weyland-Yutani engineers and technologists, people who made things better.

Specifically, they worked with androids.

Seeing first-hand the abuse and mistreatment of the synthetics, they tried to change the way they were treated. They spoke out against the horrors, fighting to stop the androids from being nothing more than tools and trash.

But the world doesn't like change, not when it threatens the order of things.

And so for their efforts, your parents were stripped of everything: their titles, their work, their lives as they knew it. Sent away to this death trap of a planet where they could be forgotten.

They never spoke much about the past. But in the quiet moments, when they thought you were asleep, you'd hear them whisper about it—about the life they once had, about the things they lost.

And you'd feel the weight of it, heavy and suffocating, until it was hard to breathe...

Hard to remember what life was before.

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You were already half asleep when your mother tucked you into bed, her hands gentle but worn from the day's work.

The faint hum of the machinery outside your small window was a lullaby you'd grown used to, a constant presence that wrapped around you like a blanket.

As she leaned down to kiss your forehead, the shadows deepened the lines on her face.

"Sleep tight, my little Byte," she whispered, her voice tinged with a weariness that you couldn't quite place. "Dream of better things."

You nodded, your eyelids heavy from the weight of the day. Yet your mind was still awake, filled with thoughts that always seemed to follow you into sleep.

Why were you here? What had happened to the life you once had? Why did it all feel like a nightmare you couldn't wake up from?

But soon sleep came, as it always did, pulling you under with the promise of oblivion.

Until the whispers woke you.

At first, you thought it was part of a dream, the murmurs blending with the darkness. But then you heard it: harsh whispers and a heavy thud that filtered through your half-open door.

"...please...have to help me..."

The voice was unfamiliar, but there was something desperate in it that sent a shiver down your spine. Your heart pounded as you slipped out of bed, your feet barely making a sound on the cold, metal floor.

Creeping towards the door, you peer out, straining to catch more of the conversation.

"...can't keep here...it's too dangerous..."

"...kept hidden for this long...don't know where else to..."

There, in the small dimly lit sitting area, stood your parents with their backs to you; instead facing a man who looked as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders.

He was tall, deep lines etched into his face. His eyes were dark and tired, pleading and desperate. There was something about him that tugged at your memory, a vague recognition.

Mr. Carradine. You'd heard your parents mention him a few times in passing.

He was the man you'd occasionally see walking with your father, their heads bowed in conversation as they made their way back from the mines.

But seeing him here, in your home, with that look in his eyes—it was different. He seemed older, more worn down, as if whatever burden he carried had finally become too much to bear.

Your father's voice was tense as he spoke, "Carradine you know we can't... it's too risky."

"Please," Mr. Carradine interrupted, his voice breaking. "I'm begging you. She's all we have. I can't do this alone."

The room fell quiet, air thick with the weight of unspoken words. You saw your father glance to your mother, his expression torn as his shoulders sag in defeat.

Deciding you've snooped enough you move to go back to bed. But your arm brushes against the door as you did, causing it to creak. Three pairs of eyes turns toward you.

Your mother's eyes widened at the sight of you. "Sweetheart," she whispered, trying to keep the panic out of her voice, "you should be in bed."

You stepped forward, unable to keep the question from spilling out. "What's happening?"

Mr. Carradine fumbles. You immediately catch his movements, his hands swiftly pulling down on a tarp to cover whatever's underneath—a tarp you don't recall seeing before bed.

Seeing your interest piqued, your father hesitates for a moment before ultimately letting out a resigned sigh.

"Sweetheart," your father starts, voice cracked. But he stops, glancing at Mr. Carradine.

The man's gaze softened in understanding before nodding. "It's alright," he said quietly. "She deserves to know."

Your father meets your mothers gaze once more, another silent conversation passing between them.

"Alright, sweetheart," he motions for you to come closer, a weariness in his voice you couldn't refuse.

You approached them slowly, your eyes flicking between the three adults before landing on the tarp-covered object on the kitchen table.

When you were close enough, your father gently placed a hand on your shoulder, as if grounding himself before he spoke.

"Mr. Carradine found something," he explained, his words heavy with meaning you didn't fully grasp. "Someone, really. He... he's an android, one that was meant to be scrapped."

Your heart skipped a beat. An android?

You knew what androids were—machines made to look like people, to work like people, to serve people...but weren't people at all.

They were always treated as less than human, as nothing more than tools. You'd seen the way people talked about them, the way they were discarded when they were no longer useful.

"Why is he here?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Mr. Carradine gave a nervous hum as if to keep himself from crying.

"Rain...my little girl....she has no one but me an' her mom," he said, voice cracking on the words. "I've been hiding him, but I can't do it alone. I need your parents' help to keep him safe...to keep her safe."

He steps forward and pulled back the tar—

your breath catches in your throat.

There, lifelessly sitting in one of your dining chairs, was the most beautiful android you'd ever seen.

The synthetic skin that covered him was a soft, smooth and flawless warm shade of brown that almost glowed in the dim light.

His hair was short and tightly curled, sitting perfectly in place with each strand meticulously crafted to maintain its natural look.

His broad shoulders were relaxed, but there was a strength in his posture. Large hands rested on his lap, fingers curled as if they might twitch to life at any moment.

If you didn't know better, you'd think he was human.

His face is what got you, it held a sort of softness that was disarming: full lips that were slightly parted as if caught mid-breath, closed eyelids framed by dark lashes that rested against his cheeks like shadows.

It made his appearance oddly serene —like he was simply sleeping, not powered-down.

He made your mind fuzzy in a way that it shouldn't, but it did.

"What's his name?" you whispered, awe and confusion trembling your voice.

Mr. Carradine's expression softened, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Andy," he said quietly. "His name is Andy."

Andy...

The name echoed in your mind. The longer you looked at him, the more something stirred in your chest—a spark, a connection you couldn't explain.

But in that moment, none of it mattered.

All you could do was stare, your eyes fixed on his face. Your heart pounded as you whisper his name under your breath

Andy.

[satureja13]

This is the solution of the fifth riddle of our Interactive Clue Hunt! If you want to start from the beginning, click -> here.

Jeb: "Oh you've been so cute as Janis Joplin!" Vlad, so quiet that only Jack can hear it: "I still have fotos of him."

Saiwa to Rubyn: "Ji Ho was dressed as Janis Joplin at the 70s Party, we had so much fun!"

They received the code for the door for the right answer. Saiwa entered the code and the panel demanded his fingerprint... And it opened! How strange... Saiwa took a look inside and hesitated. The skeletons with the robot heads look - intimidating, weird and creepy 🤖

Saiwa: "Rubyn, wait!" Rubyn's SI are robots, no way she'll stay away from them...

Jack and Vlad were unstoppable when they saw the Astromech. They love Star Wars. Saiwa: "Wait! What if there are traps?" But too late. Jack: "This is amazing!"

They searched the chamber but there was no other riddle and no clue what to do to proceed. Jeb: "Maybe this is the end of the Expedition? Jack gets his Astromech and we can finally leave? ^^' " Saiwa: "Have I told you lately that I love you?"

Jack: "Hey! What if this Astromech has a message for us? Like Leia for Obi Wan?"

Jack started to meddle with the circuit board of the Astromech.

But Nothing happened... Saiwa: "There! Let's just leave. You watched too many movies, Jack..." Jack: "Tch! I refuse to give up. The Professor must have lead us here for a reason. And he made sure that only we can enter! We still need to find the ship!"

And really, after a few minutes the Astromech had a message: 'Help us Saiwa Vanië Man Del Dúath, you are our only hope!'

Saiwa: "I knew you are behind this! I'm going to..." Jack: "I swear it wasn't me! That's a deep fake or something. He looks just like me. Amazing..." And then they heard Jeb's voice from another room: "Vanië." Saiwa: "Not you too, Jeb!" Jeb: "I have nothing to do with this, Vanië." Saiwa: "Only you call me 'Vanië', no one else..." Rubyn: "Let's see what this is all about."

Outtakes

There are a lot of Little Goat doubles in Selvadorada (like Vlad's Little Goat in the background) since there are no residential lots, we can't pick them up when we place them from the buydebug...

'And have I told you lately that I love you Have I told you there's no one else above you You fill my heart with gladness take away all my sadness Ease my troubles, that's what you do'

Have I told you lately that I love you - Rod Stewart

From the Beginning  ~  Underwater Love ~  Latest 🌴 'The Expedition' from the beginning ▶️ here 📚 Previous Chapters: 🎤 'Putting the Boys Back together' from the beginning ▶️ here 🥀 'Disbandment of the Group' from the beginning ▶️ here

[ghostgoober-swirl]

Here’s another OC, Jack! He’s probably the main guy of this little story I have in the works (same as Byte and Kori). He’s a blobby alien and has to have a robo body to function out in the world. His outfit and colors are still getting workshopped. I’ve had Jack as an OC for about 4 years now and as he’s developed I’ve grown really attached to him. (You can kinda see this since I even based my sona off of his design)

[sophianightdreamer]

Things that happened in the Official Transformers RPG's lore 2: Crossover Boogaloo

Since I've got both the crossover and BW books, and even finished them, and also the last post blew up for no reason, it's time for a sequel with some revisions.

Beast Wars book is more-or-less straightforward add-on for beast modes, Dinobots, and the crossover book is also a straightforward module focused on gameplay with the notable exception of the fact that Pretenders are here for some reason. Well, to the points!

Things that are kinda-sorta canon: Earthspark (Nightshade is an extant person), RID15 (Alchemor crash is an event, Simacore is a person), Animated (Sari also exists), ROTF (same with Alice) and Go-Bots (Zod is a Titan).

RPG lore treats Dark Energon and Angolmois as interchangeable, and therefore refers to all Angolmois items from Japanese Beast Wars as Dark Energon. This is odd, as the book later directly references the manga which established quite firmly that Angolmois is a separate thing.

Mindwipe is invited to scientific conferences.

Sky-Byte is a Maximal, or at least formally listed among them.

Thunderhowl is once again Captain America, hates swarming enemies, and he is either speaks to Onyx Prime in his diary, or Leo Prime (Lio Convoy), mentioned in the rulebook before, is a proper formal Prime who leads the Maximals.

No mention is made of Rattrap's Decepticon allegiance from the past books, but he is apparently a spy by speciality.

Botanica is a triffid.

Paddles, the dinobot, uses they/them pronouns. It's unclear if it's deliberate or not.

The notable odd Threat Level: Optimus Primal the average starship captain by himself is 22, which is more than Starscream's 21. Dinobot is 7, basic BW Megatron is 10, Botanica is 12. Abominus is 15, less then the previously the most weak combiner Ruination's 16, making Abominus a very lame combiner. But the crown is taken by basic Quickstrike, with 1. Yes, 1.

Everyone still have languages listed, and Cybertronix exist as apparently another Cybertronian language, but the only people who know it are the Vehicon generals, Silverbolt and Botanica. But this is not the most notable language-related thing, as Waspinator and Terrorsaur both know English for some reason.

Cube, apparently, is one of Cybertron's greatest exports, and there are alien adaptations of the sport around (presumably, for people who cannot become a car at command).

Decepticons are a legitimate monarchy, and the title of Emperor Of Destruction is a genuine title, because Duke Of Destruction is a Genuine Noble Title

It's more of an observable gameplay oddity, but "EMT Crash Course" perk is universal for humans and Cybertronians. It affects specifically organic medicine, Cybertronians are healed by mechanical aptitude, so you can trust (some) giant robots with your first aid kit!

The BW rulebook has a passing preoccupation with alternate realities - and Uprising even gets it's owl blurb - and therefore has a character sheet for a Intelligent Scientist Grimlock, among others.

Maximals tend to choose for their altmode mammals, birds and fish.

And now, the answers to a couple of questions, because I saw the tags, and some corrections.

@nanzyn & @shadowboxmind : Yeah, the threat level sometimes seem completely random (Stunticons look really lowballed). I think I'll write down all the tables together later for this bizarre power scale.

@theropodtheroblogs : No, Jazz is still also the head of Spec Ops. Prowl is a military strategist, and just a guy now, I guess.

@libermachinae : The original wording for the local Prowlastator seem to imply Prowl kind of happened upon Devastator? The exact words are "when needed" and "been able", so jury's out. He is apparently not a part of Devastator anymore at the time Termagax's lecture, which happens at Autobot City after the local analogue of Headmasters saga and may or may not bear relation to the local counterpart of Combiner Wars.

Now, the corrections: points 4 and 9 from the main post aren't exactly true. The who-is-who list features Alpha Trion, and while some people like Bulkhead are specifically are the Ark crewmember, there's also a mention of "Arcee's Resistance", but not what is it or where it's located, so do what you want. And Tracks while isn't strictly speaking a triple-changer, he is randomly mentioned in such a manner it could be inferred so (and this is his only mention in-text). Technically, the same is the case with Botanica's triffidness here - she has apparently interchangeable stats with Flytrap, whose most notable trait is that he's a triffid. I apologize for any confusion caused.