#Elita's Squadron

[theangrycomet-art]

TFA: Ariel/Elita 1's Squadron, Team Orthia

I fell down the wiki rabbit hole last night and now I have these.

Everyone's heights are off/going to change in the future because I wasn't sure on everyone's alts when I was first drawing out the line up.

I mostly just wanted to get ideas down on paper.

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Transcript of my Handwriting Plus Other Lore:

Nothing here’s set in stone I just wrote down ideas/compiled thoughts as they came to me.

edit: Changed Lancer’s Profile Info to match new ideas I have

TFA: Sheild of Solus

Operation: Failsafe

Purpose: To sabotage any and all Decipticon efforts of gaining any headway in this war. First, start off with the infiltrators, next, hit them where it hurts.

After discovering a spy had infiltrated their ranks, Alpha Trion took it upon himself to assemble a team to sabotage any Decipticon efforts to gain a foothold on Cybertron, hoping that they would be able to counter any threats on Cybertron.

Ariel/Elita-1

Commander and the Leader

High-ranking member of the Elite Guard

Alpha Trion’s inside eyes

Alt Mode: Cybertronian Heavy Duty Truck -> Monster Truck

Special Upgrade: Classified

Good-Morningstar Mace: Morning star with detachable head

Laser Kusarigama: This weighted chain serves Elita well when she needs to tie up the enemy (or retrieve your teammate as her gravity fluctuates again)

Tidbit: One of the few of the Elite Guard to not have gone to the Academy, Elita rose through the ranks through her skill and ingenuity, despite other’s misgivings. A bit rough around the edges, she is always there for her fellow bots. When her former mentor requested her aid in his mission, she had no hesitation joining. (It helped that it got her away from her more tiresome coworkers)  

Chromia

Second in Command

Recon Specialist, Infiltrator

Former Intelligence Officer; she retired when she was not allowed to investigate Highbrows abrupt disappearance and opened a private investigator business.

Alt Mode: Cybertronian Trike -> Trike (like Harley-Davidson Tri Glide Ultra)

Special Upgrade: Lockpick: with enough time she can pick any lock and hack into any systems with the extensions in her servos. However, this can takes a lot of her processing power and leaves her vulnerable.

Laser Sabre: Good for clashing blades and slipping between the seams of an enemy’s armor

Tidbit: Despite her worrying over her teammates, Chromia has a habit of diving helm first into her work with little disregard for herself, whether that be forgetting to refuel and recharge or tempting fate with more self-sacrificial tendencies. She’s been working on it, but bad habits die hard…

Novastar

Search and Rescue, Transportation and Retrieval

Served in the tail-end of the Great War

Worked previously in Search and Rescue with her partners Inferno and Red Alert

Through this line of work, she developed extensive connections.

AltMode: Cybertronian Truck -> Narrowbed Truck

Special Upgrade: Furnace: Nova is able to generate massive bursts of flame, and she has refined the practice into an art. The flames on her head are no only an aesthetic choice, but an outlet for the excess heat she generates. These are easily extinguished; a fact Inferno took great joy in abusing the damn firetruck bot.

Blowtorch: During her time in field during the Great War, Nova lost her left servo to a Decpticon when retrieving soldiers from behind enemy lines. She had it replaced with a blowtorch prothesis that allows her to pinpoint flames to temperatures that can cut through even the toughest of materials- temperatures that otherwise would melt her frames

Tidbit: Novastar has been trying to locate Inferno, who has recently gone MIA after responding to an off-planet distress beacon with a new recruit with little to no luck. She is hoping the new job title will grant her greater resources to expand her search.

Greenlight

Engineer

“The Miracle Worker”

A student of WheelJack’s

Greenlight’s inventions can be brilliantly or devastating (or if she’s lucky) both. She tends to get attached to her devices, however, and gets rather despondent when they are broken or do not work as intended.

Aloof, she doesn’t see the need to waste much time with small talk. It requires a bot with a lot of patience (and ability to pester) to get her to come out of her shell

Alt Mode: Cybertronian Offroader

Special Upgrade: Tasers: Though not a combat bot, Greenlight saw fit to mod herself out with some decent defense. The tasers stored in her arms can generate enough volts of electricity that can through bots thrice her size flat on their backs.

Boom Cannon: A weapon still in its testing phases, she has been building it up from stolen Decepticon specs in her free time.

Tidbit: If asked, Greenlight will say that she agreed to sign up to get out of community service for accidentally demoing a perfectly good lab with one of her inventions. While partly true, a larger part of why she joined was because she didn’t want Lancer doing this alone.

Lancer [Edited]

Researcher

Unofficial Medic

Student of Perceptor

Alt Mode: n/a, missing T-Cog

Special Upgrade: FlipScreen: her “skirt” doubles as computers, monitor and keyboard included. This grants her access to ALL of her files and more importantly allows her to run any necessary scans, analysis, or algorithms she needs when or wherever she needs. It is also a bold fashion statement

BackPack Variety Hour: She has a variety of “backpacks” each serving different purposes, though if you ask anyone but Lancer they all look identical. Despite their incredible weight, she carries them with ease.

Backup Generator: Via the generator on her back, she could keep a city fully powered without straining her spark. Most of this energy goes into the powering the extra processors she has stored in her “skirt”

Star Splitter: a powerful laser spear, though she more often then not uses it for pole vaulting than actual combat

Tidbit: Lancer has been a researcher for the Autobots for longer than many bots have been alive, mostly regarding projects Ultra Magnus would rather not go public. Despite the JetTwins being by far the most successful of these endeavors, Lancer quit shortly after. When Alpha Trion offered her a more savory research position with Twam Orthia she was quick to accept and get out from Ultra Magnus’ thumb.

Moonracer

Sharpshooter/Sniper

“Best in the Whole Galaxy!”

Graduated top of her classes at the Autobot Academy but has struggled to keep a longterm position due to her impulsive behavior, with her last job being messenger-bot for Security.

Alt Mode: Cybertron Compact Car -> Vector W8

Special Upgrade: Internal Gravity Manipulator: As labelled on the tin, she has the ability to shift her gravity, decreasing AND increasing. Typically, she uses this to “float” or “moon walk”. The change in gravity can be extended to objects she comes into direct contact, but maintaining it drains her very quickly.

Velicotron Build: Speedster Though not as fast as the infamous Blurr, Moonracer is incredibly quick both as a bot and her alt form. Combine this with her gravity-defying abilities leads to some devastating results.

Custom Ion Pistols: Dual pistols that can combine into her sniper rifle.

Tidbit: Moonracer is a good bot with a good head on her shoulders. She will always do what she thinks is right- but she tends to jump the gun on things which gets her into trouble. With inexperience comes naivety, but how is she supposed to learn anything if nobody gives her a chance to do anything?  

Individual Shots

[redsea8me]

ough…. Beta.. my favourite old woman 🙏

[just-absolutely-super]

It’s mostly for War for Cybertron trilogy marketing material rather than the actual show which is lame

TF lore can be so wild man

Apparently Elita and 4 of the other female autobots are combiners in some continuity

[killrbeetle]

I need Elita-1 to have her badass all woman squadron again like I want badass women being badass and kicking butt like plsssss like Elita-1 can be 2nd in command ANDDD have her own group PLEASEEEEEEEEE

[sourswords]

A squadron of Elitas!

[nova--spark]

Heya! ^^ Could we get a one shot of how Optimus found Bumblebee? It's be so cute.

This drabble was in fact supposed to be max, 800 words

It is now double that.

KINDRED

It has been said that since the start of life on Cybertron, since the Well of AllSparks first ignited, that there is an instinctual pull between familial units.

Known as the Tether, this pull, string, whatever have you, is what brings together sparklings and caretakers.

That when gazing upon one another, they just…know.

That this is a gift from Primus, from the 13 who gave themselves to the Well, and from the universe itself.

The Tether brings them together as a sign that ‘I am yours, as you are mine. Spark of my Spark,’ as some ancient traditions went.

But when the war began, the Well and many of its hotspots began to cool down. It was as if the planet itself was trying to protect itself, and the future sparks to come. To prevent loss of lives that had yet to be lived at all.

And just like that, one day…

They went out.

No more sparklings born of the Well.

No Forged to be born, and the few sparklings found, were guarded heavily by both factions.

They knew better than to kill any innocent souls, unaligned. But there were also the extremists, who used that to send a message.

So, patrols began, around these now dormant places.

With the hope that perhaps….there were still lives out there, to be saved.

It was a grave and solemn duty, to go on these patrols.

Not many took them, not because they did not wish to, but because few had the spark to truly handle the things they would see, when walking to the cooled hotspots, where sadly…not many living sparklings remained.

And where they would often return with, at best, another to bury, and return to Primus far too soon.

It made many a bots’ Spark ache.

It was mainly the medics and a few of the war frames which would take these patrols. Those that could save the lives of a sparkling, or offer a shield as they made their way out.

Optimus had been insistent on joining many of these patrols. No one could blame him, he was the most gentle sparked of them all, and would mourn the loss of the ones they found too late.

And yet still, despite every single patrol, no matter how saddening they could be, he still went.

Ratchet had insisted he take a break, but none could deny the Prime, when he merely shook his head, and his mask slid into place as he prepared to lead the rescue squadron once more.

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None could recall what the name of the sector they were in was, long turned to rubble by the time the war had started.

It was once a bustling marketplace, or so they assumed, from the now torn apart plaza they stood in.

The hotspot had been ice cold to the touch, no sparks to be found anywhere.

Yet, though others had insisted on moving out, after distant sightings of Seekers, Optimus has chosen to continue surveying.

He sent everyone else back, save for Ratchet, who refused the order from his superior.

‘’You may require a medic, be it for yourself…or for the sparklings you may find, if Primus wills it’’ had been his explanation.

Optimus could not disagree with this statement. He had sent a message to Elita, knowing he would perhaps worry her, having not returned with the rest of the patrol.

Assuring her they were fine, he simply stated that himself and Ratchet were taking one last look before heading back–

The crashing of what sounded like one of the booths caused him to end his communication quickly, glancing at the medic with a small frown. A nod from the medic, both prepared their weapons, as they headed to the source of the sound.

It was odd, however. The Prime felt a certain pull, something leading him, nagging at him even, and it seemed Ratchet had noticed this, as he called out to Optimus, when suddenly a portion of the ruined plaza tumbled down from above onto them both.

It was harmless, thank the AllSpark, just worn canvas cloth banners that had once decorated the market, and a few scattered pieces of metal sheeting that had served as roofing long ago.

Sure, it was rather annoying, but all that came from it was just some dust they would need to clean off, and nothing more.

The question was, what had caused it? Was there someone there perhaps , an enemy or–

He could have sworn, out of the corner of his field of vision, he saw a blur of color, for a moment but-

Ah. There it was, that nagging tug once again.

Stiffening slightly, Optimus turned, looking over his shoulder.

‘’Is everything alright, Optimus?”

Yet Ratchet received no reply, as the leader of the Autobots instead walked towards a crumbling structure.

Perhaps a home, long ago at some point or another?

Confused, the medic simply followed after his commander, watching the Prime duck down to walk through the mostly collapsed doorway, and holding it even for Ratchet, but never looking back at the medic.

It was like something was calling to him, something Ratchet himself did not feel there.

Perhaps it was the Matrix, a mysterious relic of the Primes long past, that made his leader act this way.

He didn’t have time to ponder for long however, as the medic had to quickly dodge a projectile coming at them.

Or rather, would have dodged, had Optimus not caught the offending item, which was…

A rock?

A raised brow, Optimus allowed his mask to slip back, before looking in the direction of where the item had come from…

And looked down, optics wide as he felt something snap into place in that moment.

There they were. The reason for the pull.

It was the Tether.

And it had pulled him right to where , or rather who, needed him.

A sparkling, of sunshine yellow, with small bumps along his helm that resembled horns, and winglets on his back, was hidden in a corner of the ruined building, holding a makeshift slingshot, and a pile of rocks at his side.

He looked terrified of the towering Prime before him, holding up the slingshot, servos shaking as he aimed.

In an instant, Optimus knelt down, lowering as much as possible and showing his servos free of all weapons or ill intent.

Which, had seemed to do the trick, as the young bot shakily put down the makeshift weapon of his.

So small…not a Newly-Forged, but at the very least a Smithing spark…

By the AllSpark, how long had he been by himself like this? Had there been anyone caring for him at all?

‘’It is alright, young one…we mean no harm’’ he whispered, voice low and soft, so to not frighten him. Primus, did his own Spark sing, as he saw the little one’s optics blink owlishly up at him, before slowly standing up.

Offering an open servo to the sparkling, Optimus offered a kind smile.

The sunshine sparkling looked at the Prime's servos, up at him, then once again at his servos, nervously.

Tentatively, he reached out, putting his own tiny servo in that of the larger mech.

Ratchet watched all of this in awe, off to the side, and kneeling down as well, getting his medical kit out slowly and quietly as possible.

“Have you a name, young one?” inquired Optimus, and the sparkling shook his head, but tapped a marking on his forearm plating.

B-127, a Spark-Carer's designation clearly. So he must have at one point indeed been in the care of someone, or perhaps some sort of facility. 

“B-127? Is that what you are called?”

A nod, he saw a small glimmer in the sparklings's eyes.

His winglets bobbed in almost excitement, and Optimus felt how his Spark sang with pure elation, as he felt it all snap into place.

He had been called here, for this young spark.

For his sparkling, one last gift from Primus.

After a brief look over by Ratchet, who noted that B-127 required some further attention yet minor and to refuel, Optimus looked to the young bot with a warmth in his gaze.

“Well…it would appear then, that you will be coming with us, if that is what you wish to–”

Optimus did not have time to finish that sentence, as B-127 quickly jumped into the arms of the Prime, with a slight hum of joy, his EM fields practically bubbling with joy that could be felt by both commander and medic.

There was no doubt in his mind then.

Though it was not the way he had hoped for him to become a caregiver, Optimus Prime would not turn down this final gift from Primus and the Well.

This little one was his. 

And that is all he needed to know.

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It was a sight to behold, truly, thought many soldiers.

The Last of the Primes, once Orion Pax, returned from what could have been another fruitless patrol for surviving sparklings.

It usually left him so solemn and quiet.

And now, here he was walking in, holding a young one who's paint was the color of golden amber, and who's beaming smile as he was held in the Prime's arms rivaled the sun itself. 

And his laugh, Primus, his gleeful laugh as his newfound caretaker bounced him oh so gently in his arms.

It was a small mercy, but it brought so much peace to the worn soldiers of this war.

To see someone so innocent, and so joyful, in a time like this…

To see the start of a family.

When Elita-1 caught sight of the Prime and his- no their- newfound sparkling, she felt like she was flying, spark soaring at the welcoming sight.

Because if only for these small hours, these little wonders, they were a family.

B-127 reached out for the rose-hued femme instantly upon seeing her, squealing gleefully, and they knew that their Tether had surely been forged of platinum, the way Elita swooped in and took him from her beloved’s arms without hesitation.

For in that moment, in the war, for a few hours of what was to be centuries of hardship, they were at peace, they were whole, and there was the sound of gleeful laughter.

From Elita, listening to Ratchet’s story about this sparkling who had almost nailed him with a rock.

From Ratchet, as B-127 gasped in awe of the Energon candies handed to him as a reward for being well behaved in his check up.

From Optimus, as he saw this sunny little bot running around the base, greeting everyone, and wanting to learn who they all were.

And from B-127, who would go on to be named ‘Bumblebee’, as his caregiver scooped him up in his arms, and would bring out a squealing, joyous giggle as he hugged him close.

Fate would not be kind to this family, as time would go on.

But just for these small few hours, they would get to enjoy each other’s presence without fear.

[presidentofthelipglossclub]

ok in that longass rescue bots headcanons list i made this one headcanon ive been dying to talk about, which is that i think quickshadow was part of elita one’s squadron on cybertron, and that the group has since been disbanded. my reasoning:

to me, since optimus and ultra magnus are both in tfp, it feels natural to assume elita exists. i dont think she’s dead, although perhaps the war bots think she is, similar to how they thought shockwave was.

also, since shockwave’s backstory is similar to his in g1 i’m doing the same for elita’s. just like in g1, she and her squad of lesbians girlbosses stayed on cybertron to hold down autobot territory, and to fight shocky.

anyway elita's team in g1 seemed to specialize in espionage and close combat, which is what quickshadow does. she would fit right in with the group. as a highly trained warrior and someone who is personally close to optimus, her having a past with elita one and in the war makes sense.

i think quickshadow was definitely a rescue bot first, but presumably as the war took off she allied herself with the autobots. at the rescue academy she trained as a special ops bot, which helped her survive whatever happened to the other rescue bots, and eventually led her to win the favor of autobot high command. this lead to her rapidly climbing the ranks until she served alongside elita one.

at some point in my mind the team was disbanded, either because of lack of resources or they split up to become smaller groups or join other teams. quickshadow became a proper undercover agent, the one we see in the show. by then it's clear optimus trusts her, as he arranged for her vehicle scan, gave her tech to hijack groundbridges, and let her keep her rescue bots insignia. she also was constantly changing names and identities, so she's been undercover a lot. this level of trust hints at a personal history, like her being close to elita.

quickshadow is also a solo agent by the time we meet her, again showing she's highly respected and trusted by optimus, and presumably other members of autobot high command. optimus put a lot of work into keeping the rescue bots secret and safe, but quickshadow has clearly been a part of the war for a very long time, possibly since the beginning. hightide was optimus's friend since the early days, so it could be possible for quickshadow to have known elita or optimus before everything. that would explain the freedom she has that no other character is given.

anyways yeah new lore, if you guys wanna know more abt this just ask! (please ask i can rant abt my lore and theories for hours)

[tf-cyberaligned]

Say hello to Combiners Commander Elita One!

Elita One is Optimus's most trusted Combiner Commander. She is in charge of that division of the Autobots, leading the Shield of Solus, Aerialbots, Torchbearers, and Protectobots.

She stands at over 50 feet tall, one of the tallest Autobots. Her greatsword that she wields has a blade longer than Optimus Prime himself. She is a seeker, giving her the ability to fly in her root mode. This gives her a great tactical advantage, making her a fearsome warrior.

Before the war she served on the Iacon Council's senate. Her job there mainly consisted of rulings on the Council's punishment system. She tried to turn down as many punishments as possible, having a more caring spark for the bots brought before her, but she was only one bot in a room of others who constantly went on power trips.

After Megatron's speech to the Council, she joined the Autobot side of the war, led by Sentinel Prime. There she connected with Orion Pax, who now went by just Optimus, and Ratchet. The three formed a close bond, eventually becoming conjuxed before the war fully broke out.

When Sentinel fell and Optimus Prime took over, he placed her in charge of the Combiners squadron due to her being Orthia's torso. Orthia due to this also led the combiners when they were all in their combined form.

Her death was caused by one of Orthia's limbs dying in the heat of battle. This was the first combiner death of the war, leading each side to realize that combiner sparks will snuff out together due to the bond. This death also sent Optimus Prime off the rails for a while, as he processed the death of his beloved starling.

[kaontic]

G1 Autobot holoforms/human forms Part 4: The Shield of Solus (and other Female Autobots)

Note: The “Shield of Solus” are a gestalt (combiner team) that merge into Orthia, officially consisting of Elita-1’s Squadron…minus Chromia (sorry ya got left out, my gal 💔).

I mean the gestalt name definitely sounds better than somethin’ like the “Fembots”, ‘cause why not equally try to imagine a gestalt called the “Mascbots” lol.

Ah, gender. It’s all performative anyway, and I think so especially for Cybertronians (that’s a discussion to be saved for another post, though).

Here we go (and before ya ask, Elita’s here—just in Part 1):

Chromia

Firestar/Novastar

Moonracer

Greenlight

Lancer

Arcee

⭐️ Bonus ⭐️

Windblade

“But Windblade’s face plate design was inspired by Kabuki not geishas—“

Yes, but modern Kubuki theatre is exclusively performed by male actors, even for female roles.

How that interesting fact connects to Windblade’s whole design philosophy, can also be worth another discussion post.

[allhailthepandicorn]

Shout out to Elita One for heading an all female squadron of soldiers during the war and also being a badass queen.

I will forever mourn the fact that the line mentioning her in TFP episode Stronger, Faster was cut

[theangrycomet-art]

"Clearly the little one is in safe hands." -Yoketron

Papa Trion and his princess baby girl latest Protege.

Alpha Trion accidentally kidnapped E-1 after activating Vector Sigma for the latest batch of Protorbs (How was he supposed to know she had magnetized her self to the inside of his cape?) and Yoketron was fine with letting his friend keep her.

Yoketron and Alpha Trion being buddies was my favorite throwaway line from the almanac and I feel like it could lead to some interesting world building. Alpha Trion being in charge of the Key to Vector Signma and Yoketron guarding the Protoforms and all.

Orbabies AU/Concept belongs to @paradimeart

COMMISSIONS OPEN

[purplerabbit92]

Not sure I posted this but I finally got Elita 1 legacy deluxe class in game for quite cheap £10.99 is a bargain. Need to get her full squadron.

#autobot

#transformers

#elita1

#elitaone

#transformerslegacy

#geekygirl

[diaborodevil]

Cybertron (shockwaves new lab)

Shockwave: read the files to me tarantulas

Tarantulas: okay

Wasp a former Autobot accused of being a spy had his audio unit damaged by another causing a unique speech pattern after getting accused he became a spy but was then sent to a prison then a psych ward and is currently considered insane but not that threatening

Shockwave: that sounds bad I’ll go with this small specimen and a low dosage next

Wingcode an former cityspeaker student who never completed her training and instead became an assassin and spy completing multiple missions before being caught smuggling a swarm of nanobots within her said nanobots are capable of self reproducing and infecting cybertronians with a virus that causes them to become weakened then eventually there cores overheat causing there outer coatings to melt them alive it seems said micro bots have fused into her physiology

Shockwave: I’ll go with you old friend and this avian and the same dosage as the first experiment next

Skullcrusher a former gladiator who was pretty good till opponents realized he would grind his teeth before attacking eventually he was let go but then went on a rampage harming both bots and cons until he was subdued and sedated

Shockwave: I’ll go with this large creature I found medium dosage

Buzzclaw a seeker known for preferring up close combat to using blasters even going as far to sharpen his wings and use them to slice opponents wings in air based combat he speaks highly of himself but has the skills to prove although he spends most of his times in his quarters

Shockwave: this unique specimen should work well with a normal dose

Reefpunch a decepticon naval officer who has the unique ability to detect changes in temperature, movement, vibrations, and changes in light also despite his size he can move stealthily in any body of fluid he has won a few wars that even his soldiers didn’t know he was a part of

Shockwave: I’ll use this marine creature and give him a heavier dose

Tarantulas: just two more

Terranaut used to be an Autobot but then joined the decepticon navy he was deployed on a planet mostly covered in swamp he eventually disappeared until he was found again but then most rescue squadrons started to disappear he was then found again tranquilized and put in prison for murdering the cons that tried to rescue him

Shockwave: I’ll go with this shelled marine reptile and a normal dose we might have to tranquilize him

Tarantulas: this last one says priority favor for an old friend elita one an Autobot fix her

Shockwave: what are you up to megatron

Omg two posts in one day

[ask-tfone-optimus]

Optimus ran into the communication room, where most of his captains, commanders, and majors were.

Jazz, I need you to lock down the city.

Why? What's going on?

No questions, please.

Jazz nodded, running out.

Elita, get a squadron out on the Surface, comm me or Megatron if you see the Quintesson ship. The rest of you, be ready.

Optimus gripped his finials tightly, hunching over on his berth, tears threatening to spill.

Who did I give him to?! Where could he have gone?! Oh, this is all my fault! I'm so sorry!!

Megatron gritting his derma tightly, keeps scrolling through the footage provided by the Iacon guards.

His grip on the data pad only gets unbearable until it snaps the screen in fragments.

He frowns harder.

It looks identical to me.

[shenanisketches]

Elita One and her Squadron