#I think when I showed him my drawing of Optimus he lost his shit and that's where things went south

[that--unusual-person]

there’s a difference between getting attention as an artist, from people who encourage and praise you to people pulling you from everyone else and inviting you into their house. i got into some mad shit today.

we got invited to this pre wedding party today, this random guy from the wife's friend side invited me into his house with some other people to draw their living room, next thing i know im drinking a pinacolada with vodka thinking along the lines of ‘i can not act like a pussy around these people i swear i can't and 'wtf am i doing here.

then the guy who invited me in he asks everyone if they want to do shots, pulls a mysterious black flask out of his vest pocket, slams it on the table, and looks around at everyone with a smile. he opens it, takes a small swig for himself, passes it to the guy next to him, and then to me. being the dumbass i am- already three quarters of the way done with my drink, takes the flask, and my brain is screaming ‘dont do it do not drink whatever is in that thing dont do it’ and i take a small swig while the guy watches me. i stop drinking and i hand it back, but he says “no have some more” with a goofy ass smile on his face. and this time i think ‘fuck this’ and i drink half the guys god damn flask just to spite him. he never told us what was in the flask no matter how much we asked him. but whatever it was it was sickeningly sweet and strong and somehow tasted good.

next thing i know, im starting to say stupid shit. his one friend refuses to drink from the flask saying how sketchy it is because it’s black and i say “all flask lives matter” and everyone cheers. now im thinking ‘i gotta get out of here’. so im finishing up my drink and at this point the alcohol is just making my thumbs feel like jello cuz i’ve been texting my mum ‘when are we leaving, do you know where i am’ just to get a text back and make an excuse to leave. 25 minutes later my younger sister calls me asking me what im doing, and i almost ratted myself out but said “… uh, hanging out with some people?” and she said it ‘s time to go, so i hung up as quickly as my weak thumbs could move, finished the tea i was drinking before i came in, and got the hell outta there without looking back.

and now i have to return tomorrow for the wedding with a plan.

[thanksjro]

More Than Meets the Eye #29 - The One Where Everyone Gets Super Shiny

Our issue opens up with Swerve laying down the Story So Far in the Exposition Dimension.

Fantastic, you funky little man.

If Swerve looks like he’s been tossed through the car wash a few dozen times, it’s because this is where our new colorist comes in! Everyone, please say hello to Joana Lafuente- known for her love of gradients and attention to light sources, this actually isn’t the first time we’ve run into her. Lafuente worked on colors for several issues of The Transformers (2009), Last Stand of the Wreckers #3, and a few issues of MTMTE Season 1. However, she was matching the styles of her co-colorists on a majority of these, so we haven’t seen her style properly until now.

Getting into the story proper, Cyclonus is busying himself with staring out the window at a PNG of space, as he is wont to do, when he hears the tell-tale sound of tires squealing down the hall towards his room. Oh, goodness, whoever could that be?

Nearly forgot about him, didn’t you? Yeah, it’s a little difficult to follow up on things like a character’s recovery from a horrific disease when you’ve got comic event contract obligations to deal with.

After getting tackled by Tailgate, who reminds us all about the time he stuck his dirty little fingers into a dude’s brain meat, Cyclonus takes the little nerd on a walk through the ship.

You’re not going to convince me to reread “Dark Cybertron”. I don’t care how much of a marshmallow you are, it’s not happening.

They’re passed by Megatron and a bunch of crew members carrying that coffin we saw at the end of last issue down the corridor, Tailgate has a moment, and we get a taste of Cyclonus’ distaste for the Autobots as a whole. Tailgate is mildly offended by this, as he gropes his chest in distain, showing off his shiny new Autobot badge- a gift for not dying a terrible, gruesome death.

Good job, Tailgate. Proud of you.

They’re also passed by an absolutely blitzed Jackpot and Mainframe, the former singing Tailgate’s Tyrest-stopping praises as the latter carts him over to the Medibay to deal with the almost alcohol poisoning he’s got going on. Cyclonus remarks that Tailgate was missed, though Tailgate can’t help but wonder if that’s really true.

Y’all like slowburn romance, right? Because these two dumbasses have been roommates for two years, and we’ve just gotten to the point where physical contact can happen without one of them needing to be dying.

Anyway, it’s been a good day for Tailgate so far. Let’s hope it stays that way for the little dude.

...And that’s a series wrap on Tailgate! Let’s give him a hand, folks!

Hopping back in time to Megatron’s trial, things get underway, as Optimus Prime takes a nap in the judge’s bench as Gripper- whose name you don’t need to remember, as he’s not actually important- tells everyone about how brutal the Decepticon Justice Division is, even to Autobots. Which isn’t really supposed to be their deal, given their, y’know, name, but I suppose nobody’s perfect.

Up in the stands, in an… opera box, I guess? Rodimus is watching the proceedings, when Atomizer walks in. Which I guess you can just do in a Cybertronian court case. Sure.

Atomizer, in case you forgot, is the dude who has a bow and arrow, and used to be an interior designer.

Say, didn’t Whirl has a bow and arrow in the last issue when he attacked Megatron? Mighty curious, that.

Rodimus and Atomizer briefly reflect on the DJD, recalling the horror that was Vos- not that Vos, the other one. Rodimus would really just rather this all be over with so the Lost Light can get back to finding the Knights of Cybertron, and it’s at this point that Atomizer breaks out a thing he really ought not have- the count for the vote on whether or not Rodimus should stay on as captain. Rodimus doesn’t want to look at it, because it was supposed to be anonymous for a reason, and tells Atomizer to destroy the list entirely.

Hm, that’s not a terribly determined face there, Rodimus.

Back in the present, specifically in Swerve’s, Groove is threatening to break Streetwise’s arm, as we get the downlow on just what exactly our Legislator buddy’s deal is. Turn’s out, Swerve got one of the things reprogrammed, so that he follows not the Autobot Code, but something else entirely.

Hey, Swerve?

I don’t expect you to know this, because I don’t think you were present when they revealed this information to the readers, but… your new bouncer is made of people. He’s a dude made of other dudes, namely the Circle of Light. There’s a chance that you reprogrammed a sentient being, my good bitch.

Anyway, Swerve’s in a fucking mood because his shoulder hurts, someone’s stealing his shit, and Megatron has joined the narrative. Over at a nearby table, Skids, Nautica, and Riptide take a gander at the tabloids. Trailcutter, who is positively smashed, to the point where he’s just leaking booze out of his face like it’s his job, isn’t terribly interested in that, however.

What an astute observation, Riptide. And people say you’re stupid!

Trailcutter wants to drink some more, because it’s very likely he’s got a problem, but the mention of “Megatron’s super fuel” makes him feel like it’s time to stop hounding Swerve and start performing crimes.

Back during the trial, we get to Starscream’s testimony. He’s wearing his crown. He’s acting like a self-righteous asshole, as he defends Megatron.

Well, “defend” in the technical, legal sense, I suppose.

But really it’s more about him insulting Megatron’s intelligence, strength, and courage, in front of a LOT of people, while also trying to make himself look better in the war crime department. Megatron doesn’t appreciate this very much, if his murder-face is anything to go by.

Megatron lets Ultra Magnus (his defender, if you’ll recall) know that he wants a private word, and court goes into a brief recess.

Back in the present, Nightbeat’s busy looking at a pin-up of Rung’s alt-mode, when someone knocks on his door. That someone is Chromedome, who’s trying to solve the mystery of The Missing Declaration of Love. Not that he says that specifically out loud.

You two were married, why- okay. No point in yelling at this digital copy of a comic book.

Anyway.

So, the whole screaming thing only happened the one time, and everything was back to normal on subsequent plays of Rewind’s message. Nightbeat seems to be leaning towards the depressive isolating getting to Chromedome, which Chromedome responds to by telling him to get the fuck out. Alas, someone’s blocking the door!

YO WHAT THE FUCK-

Back with Trailcutter’s subplot, our drunken friend is in the middle of breaking into the Medibay. Our trio of cool-colored pals watch him from back at the bar, by way of a laptop that looks like it was built the same year I was born.

As Trailcutter attempts to commit a crime, Megatron, Ultra Magnus, and Ratchet pass by, trying to figure out how to handle the whole coffin situation. Trailcutter’s about to punch the locks off a door, and Nautica decides that this is where she’s going to draw the line today, leaving the gaggle of fools to their shenanigans. Then Tailgate glomps Skids, throwing the computer to the ground and breaking it, as Trailcutter finds the door to the Medibay magically open.

If you don’t know what glomping is, there’s a 60% chance that you’re not old enough to vote in the US.

Trailcutter sneaks into the Medibay, we get a reminder that Ambulon is super dead, and Trailcutter commits theft from a food bank. What a guy.

This is the point where security shows up, armed with a great deal of guns, one of which is Megatron himself. Trailcutter, instead of feeling super powerful, actually feels positively awful after consuming Megatron’s rations of “super fuel”. Because he, as an Autobot, doesn’t want to be within 50 yards of Megatron, Trailcutter breaks out the forcefields the moment the guy approaches him. And oh, what a doozy this one is.

Trailcutter’s gotten himself a fancy new trick- this forcefield he’s broken out lasts for a solid half-hour, and he can’t turn it off. I’m sure that won’t bite him in the ass at any point in the near future, no-siree!

Back in the past, Rattrap is commending Starscream on playing the field and getting the public slightly more on his side, but Starscream’s too busy patting himself on the back to really pay attention. He knew damn well that Megatron wouldn’t like what he had to say on the stand, and now things are finally looking up for ol’ Screamer.

Over with Optimus Prime, Slamdance is showing off how the general public is really into this whole “folks being held accountable for their actions” thing.

In the present, Chromedome and Nightbeat seem to have remembered they have alt-modes and are driving down the hall back to Nightbeat’s room- wonder what the speed limit for the Lost Light is?- and discuss just what the hell happened. The current theory is that the Rewind they saw was a Data Ghost- a collection of information so dense, it had a not-quite-physical presence that wasn’t 100% removed when he died.

Which is a little fucked up, but let’s see where this goes.

Nightbeat undoes the 40,000 locks on his door while Chromedome bleeds guilt all over the shag carpet over the fact that he hasn’t been looking for Dominus Ambus like he said he would.

C’mon James, gimme that Chromedominus endgame.

Nightbeat finally opens the door to find a small problem.

Hm. That’s… not normal.

Over in the Medibay, Trailcutter’s bubble has burst, allowing Megatron to slap him in the back of the head. This head-slapping induces his FIM chip permanently, making it so that he can never get drunk again.

Weird party trick, Megatron. Kinda shitty, really.

Megatron then gives Trailcutter the job of director of security, because he needs direction in his life. Trailcutter just sort of takes what he’s given, because I suppose you can’t really argue with a guy who can literally slap you sober, and also threatens to destroy you if you fuck up even once. Nice, Megs. Nice.

MEGATRON THAT’S BEEN SITTING LIKE THAT FOR OVER HALF AN HOUR YOU FUCKING WET NOODLE

So, since there’s mystery juice all over the floor and no one’s died, Megatron assumes that the coffin ought to be fine to crack open.

Please note that Megatron is not a medical professional, and his views are now peer reviewed by medical professionals. Megatron is in no way endorsed by the WHO.

Anyway, Rodimus is in there.

Pretty fucked up.

Back in the past, recess is over, and Ultra Magnus comes bearing bad news- Megatron wants to change his plea to “innocent.” This gets about the reaction one would expect from just about anyone.

Well, except Rodimus, who’s too busy reading that list that he wanted destroyed. He’s very sad about it.

I know, what a bummer!

[annab-nana]

Ten I See - Colby Brock

Jake does a video where he wants to conduct an experiment with Colby and y/n to see if pickup lines really work. Colby has been trying to let y/n know that he has liked her for years, but she has never caught on, so this seems to be Colby’s last resort.

Warnings: some curse words

Word Count: 1.8k+

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JAKE’S POV

Jake: would you be down to film a video with Colby and me later today at like 2?

Y/n: sure bubs

Jake: tanks y/nnnnnnn

“Okay y/n will be here at 2. So, all you have to do is randomly throughout the video use terrible pickup lines to see if she’ll like them and agree to go out with you,” I tell Colby as we sit on my couch.

“And the video we’re filming at 2 is a fake video or what?” He questions as he scrolls through his phone for some pickup lines.

“Yeah, for her, it’s going to be a second part to scary facts video that we did, but the only footage I’m using from it is the parts where you use the pickup lines. Hopefully, she falls for you or something happens, or we might have to continue this gig at pizza night tonight,” I explain to him as he nods.

“I think I might text her some right now to get things started,” Colby says. I nod and grab my camera, beginning to film.

“So, the experiment begins now. Colby is going to text y/n right now,” I say to the camera before showing them the message Colby just sent.

Colby: did it hurt when you fell from heaven

“Really Colby? I thought the master of all girls could do better than that.” He laughs at my choice of words.

“If I was the master of all girls, I would have a girlfriend, but I don’t so-”

“SHE’S TYPING!” I shout, watching the bubble with three dots turn into a message.

Y/n: umm what

“Well that didn’t work,” Colby huffs in disappointment.

“Try another one,” I suggest, and he nods.

Colby: do you have a name

Colby: or can i call you mine

“That’s better than the first one,” I comment, and he rolls his eyes. We watch as the three-dotted bubble pops up again and then turns into words.

Y/n: you can call me your best friend

Y/n: i dont know what you are getting at colbs

“Dude, you just got major friend-zoned,” I laugh at him and he pouts.

“It’s not funny dude. I really like her,” He confesses, and I nod, trying my best not to laugh. I know he’s liked her for a long time, but she’s been so oblivious to his many attempts to show it.

“Okay, try one more and I won’t make you do any more until we film later on.” He sighs before typing away one last line.

Colby: i think youre suffering from a lack of vitamin me

“If she doesn’t get this, then she might be dumber than me and that’s saying something,” I tell him as we wait for a response.

“She’s not dumb. She just can’t see what’s right in front of her.” With that, his phone buzzes, drawing our attention to it.

Y/n: you can come over here until we have to head to jakes if you want

I visibly facepalm at the message.

“She really doesn’t get it, does she?” I question and Colby shrugs.

“Not really,” He says before responding to her.

“Are you going to her place?” I ask and he shakes his head.

“I don’t think so. She’ll probably ask about this and I’m not going to know what to say.” I nod at his response as he heads for the door.

“See you at 2,” I say as he waves and leaves.

YOUR POV

I don’t know what was up with Colby earlier, but it’s weirding me out. It might be a prank. Jake might have his phone. He might be drunk, but he rarely drinks during the daytime. I don’t know, but hopefully, it’s over.

I took a quick shower before getting ready to go to Jake’s for this video. After putting on a little makeup, I threw on some black ripped jeans and a t-shirt. Following that, I ate a quick bowl of cereal before slipping my shoes on and getting in my car to go to Jake’s apartment.

“Hey, Jakey!” I shout as I walk into his apartment. He wears a sly smile when he responds.

“Hey y/n. Colby will be here in a little bit and then we will start filming,” He tells me as I sit down next to him.

“Speaking of him, look at these weird texts he sent me earlier,” I say as I pull out my phone to show him the messages. Giggles escape his lips as he reads the texts.

“Why was he saying all this?” Jake says and I shrug.

“I don’t know.” I put my phone down when the door swings open to reveal Colby. He walks on over and plops down on the other side of Jake, saying nothing of what he sent me earlier. Jake starts the video but every time he looks up a scary fact for us to react to, Colby says something else weird.

“Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?”

“You’re so sweet, you’d put Hershey’s out of business.”

“Are your parents bakers? Because you’re a cutie pie.”

“Are you a time traveler? Because I see you in my future.”

“If you were a Transformer, you’d be Optimus Fine.”

I didn’t know what to do, but the more he did it, the more annoyed I got. I tried being nice and just smiling in response, but he kept going. I felt awkward and weird. We were supposed to be best friends like we have for the past few years, but I don’t like this side of Colby. It’s freaking me out.

As soon as the video was over with, I left. I walked over to Sam’s and knocked on his door.

“Hey, is it okay if I hang out with you until pizza night? I was going to hang out with Colby, but he’s freaking me out.” I spill as Sam opens the door. He nods and lets me in. I walk over to his couch and he follows.

“What has Colby been doing?” Sam questions me as he sits down next to me.

“He’s been using these pickup lines on me all day long. It’s weird. I’ve seen him around girls he likes before and he never does this, so if he likes me and he’s trying to tell me that, then he needs to find another way. But like if he does like me, this is a shit way of how to tell me. I’ve seen him do so much better with other girls and him doing this to me makes me feel less important than those girls. You know that I like him, Sam, but this is making me not like him anymore,” I confess to him.

“I’m sure this isn’t real. Like he has to be pranking you or something,” Sam suggests, and I nod in agreement.

“I really hope so,”

...

“Do you have a map? Because I keep getting lost in your eyes,” Colby whispers in my ear before walking over to Aryia and Kevin to talk to them. I roll my eyes and focus back on my phone. I really don’t want to be here if this shit is going to keep happening. If this is a prank, he better tell me soon because I might just leave early. Say I don’t feel good or something.

“What was that about?” I hear someone say above me. My eyes follow up to meet Mike.

“Colby. He’s been getting on my nerves all day, saying slick shit. Like if he likes me, just say it. Don’t leave me confused and hurt.” Mike’s face shows nothing but confusion so I pull out my phone to show him the messages I got this morning. His eyebrows furrow together.

“What the hell,” he whispers to himself.

“Yeah, I know,” I say as I watch Colby go from talking to Aryia and Kevin to Jake, Griffin, and Sam.

“Do you want me to say something to him?” Mike suggests, but I shake my head.

“No, it’s fine. I can deal with it. I’m hoping it’s a prank and he will tell soon. Thanks though,” I say and Mike walks off to where Kevin had called him to. My attention goes back to my phone before hearing another attempt flow through my ears.

“You must be from Tennessee because you are the only ten I see,” Colby says as he walks by going to talk to Kat and Tara.

“That’s it,” I mutter to myself before walking over to Sam and Jake.

“Hey, I’m about to head home. I’m just really tired and I have to drive home, so I’m just gonna go,” I tell Sam before walking to the door. I head for the elevator and press the first floor.

“Wait!” I hear someone shout as the doors begin to close. I stick my hand out to stop the doors from closing, but instantly regret when I see who I held the doors open for. I let out a huff of air and lean against the elevator wall as Colby comes in.

“You got anything else for me? Some other slick remark?” I spit out as I keep my eyes focused on the pad of buttons in the elevator.

“Look y/n, I’m sorry-”

“Listen, did you think of what doing that did to me? Or how it affected my feelings? I don’t know if you realized this, but I like you, like a lot, as more than friends. And all that you’ve been doing all day has been playing with my feelings. It was weird and awkward, and I hated it. But you didn’t seem to care. So just leave me alone Colby.”

“Y/n, I like you too, but you’ve never seemed to like me back, so I gave up. And when Jake asked me to do this for a video for him, I said sure because it could maybe work better than any of my past attempts to tell you I like you. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings or anything. I was just trying to make mine known.” He finishes.

“So, this was all Jake and you aren’t a huge dick?” I ask him.

“I mean I have one,” He snickers as I slap his arm. “Ow,” he whispers as he brings his hand up to the arm I just hit.

“Was it Jake?” I ask again and he nods.

“He wanted to do an experiment to see if pickup lines work and I will tell him that they don’t work at all.” We share a laugh before I speak again.

“So, you like me?” I question as we reach the bottom floor of the building.

“Yeah, I do y/n,” He tells me as the elevator doors open.

“Well now, I don’t want to leave,” I pout as I go to hug him goodbye.

“Then don’t. Stay the night with me,” He proposes, and I look up at him.

“Are you sure?” I ask. I don’t want to intrude.

“Of course, I’m sure, Ms. Optimus Fine.”

[tfw-no-tennis]

mtmte liveblog issue 9

back at it again, and its time for the shadowplay arc, HELL yeah

oh I'm so excited i love this arc lets DO this

oooh its nightbeat and quark!! way before they become relevant, which is so cool

‘one of those recepticon fanatics’ lmao imagine if they were...the recepticons. just doesn't have the same ring to it 

god i fucking love all the politics of mtmte. i love how they’re talking about the senate here before we really get to See how bad they were (we heard a bit about it from whirl a few issues ago, and now here)

love how nightbeat is pretty much agreeing with the decepticon ideology here, even if its clear that he isn't Actually a decepticon - it just drives home the fact that, in this story, The Decepticons Were Right About A Lot Of That Stuff (or at least, they had a reason other than ‘destruction’ for rebelling). 

AND THEN THERES RUNG!!!!!!! WITH HIS MODEL OF THE LOST LIGHT....god i fuckgin LOVE the continuity in this story bc the first time reading this ur like oh ok rung is old yea makes sense...but then later all the time travel stuff happens and then its like OHHHHH 

damn poor rung nightbeat can rlly tell he's lonely just by looking at him vbhjdkdfhbjsjkdf geez. also nightbeat that's ur mystery stick bf from the future js!!

quarks extreme POV on all of the stuff is so interesting, and makes so much sense bc of Course he would think that as a non-combatant scientist who, due to his functional value in current society, wouldn't really benefit much from a revolution - in fact, he’d probably lose a lot. and that’s the sort of thing where you’re like, ok well think about everyone else dude, have some perspective - but at the same time, quark did suffer a pretty terrible fate, so his fears weren't entirely unfounded...augh, its so fascinating...im sorry I'm not gonna shut up about space robot politics this Entire time

HOW did nobody notice that dead body before now

ratchet spray-painting the hands he stole from pharma to match his own paintjob is like...kinda gruesome if you think about it hvbhsjkdfbkjdf

i love rewind sooo much oh my god 

he rlly stashed rung’s comatose body in a wheelchair behind the bar hbkjdhfbshjkdf rewind 

rewind and chromedome’s tag-team explanation....ough hhhhh THEM 

wait a sec, rewind, you have medical records in your database? that is, at least according to regular medical laws, very illegal lmao. my favorite long-running theme in mtmte: the fact that hipaa and osha laws on cybertron are either basically nonexistent, or just universally disregarded 

what the actual fuck is up w/cybertronian time units. that shit is wack as hell 

ooh i love how chromedome looks different in the flashback - no shoulder tires! - that's a cool detail

how come prowl just said ‘minute,’ rewind was busting it up w/all the wack ass fantasy time units just a second ago. geez

also goddd i love the scenery of pre-war cybertron, its SUCH a cool setting like, visually and aesthetically and politically

like, i adore details like the sign in the bg that says ‘everyone’s shape serves a purpose.’ really adds to the ‘society on the precipice of civil war currently controlled by an increasingly-desperate faction who are doling out propaganda like crazy in an attempt to maintain their image and control over the populace’ vibe

good ole murder mystery setup. love it!

pre-war prowl is such an interesting character. actually prowl in general is such an interesting character...I kinda wrote him off during my first read of mtmte (and even a little during my second readthru) as just this dude who’s an asshole (espec bc my prev tf experience involved watching tfa as a kid, and this prowl is very different from tfa prowl lol)...but prowl is SUCH a multi-faceted and interesting character, even in the relatively little we see of him in mtmte 

plus it was interesting to learn later that prowl was one of the characters that jro wanted for mtmte and didn't get, and MAN i wish he got prowl bc I would've loved to see what jro would've done w/prowl on the lost light, that would've been amazing. like, just imagine the arc he would have...I have no idea what that arc would BE, but I know it would be awesome. plus I’d be really interested to see how prowl would factor in, relationships-wise, amongst the crew of the lost light. so much potential!

anyways. I'm in a very talky mood tonight it seems. its currently 4 am so that kinda explains it. ok, moving on!

chromedome and prowl bantering....in their own morbid forensic-cop way...

skids bvhjdbsfjasf. speaking what we’re all thinking: is prowl gonna keep showing up in mtmte despite not technically being part of the cast??

swerves drawing of prowl lmaoooo

AND THEN REWIND IN SOME OF MY FAVORITE MTMTE PANELS....fuckgin cracks me up every time god. rewind was rlly about to flip their entire ass table just to demonstrate that prowl is a serial table-flipper...and then he cant even make the table budge and he just stares at his hands like ‘how could you betray me like this’ hvbajkhhsfdhksdf PEAK hilarity

drift hvbshfdjbasdfj his forcibly cheery expression even tho he’s being harassed by rodimus, who is a big whiny toddler w/drift lmao 

rodimus is the type of guy who, upon drift not replying to one of his texts, would post a whole twitter thread being all like ‘these days u cant trust any1 to hav ur back...u think u kno someone and then they just ghost you...(1/14)’

again, rewind, HOW and WHY do you just Have medical reports, oh my god, somebody please call a hipaa agent I’m scared, 

ratchet interrupting the story to give a quick medical PSA....that's Such an on-brand thing for Me to do that I feel like jro is assigning me ratchet kin as I read this

also, hey, its sonic and boom, those two decepticons from delphi! nice little continuity there

AND HERES ORION PAX SUPER COP

can’t believe idw made my dad optimus prime into a cop. smh. shouldn't be that shocked tho, I feel like half the idw characters are cops

orion rlly hit them w/the omae wa mo shinderu arrest strat

orion: I cant believe you're beating this guy up. anyways, now I'm gonna beat YOU up,

when ratchet puts his hand over drifts mouth and then gets spray paint on drifts face bhjdfsvsdjhfgbjdskf

pre-war ratchet and drift ;_; ratchet’s little inspirational speech...the fact that he tells drift that he’s special...the fact that drift remembered all of this even after 4 million+ yrs...it gets me bro it GETS me

ALSO the layers in the fact that drift then goes on to become a well-known murderous decepticon...so this little scene of him and ratchet in the past gives a lot of context to ratchet’s general attitude towards drift - ratchet clearly feels at least somewhat responsible for all the blood on drift’s hands, since he saved drift’s life way back in the day

the whole relinquishment clinic thing is such cool worldbuilding, bc of course that's the kind of thing that would develop in a society of robot aliens who are only allowed to work within the rigid confines of their alt mode 

I love the whole matrix thing bc its kinda like being the pope or st but also you have a ton of political sway, so its a super important position, so of Course the corrupt senate would want full control over that power, and would assassinate the current prime to try to get their own guy in 

god vhbhjsdkbgshjdf rodimus is such a dick lmao poor drift

HHHHH I love that the cybertronian version of an autopsy is taking the dudes body apart into the smallest components and laying them all out. that's so fucking cool

hmmmm chromedome maybe you should Not be interested in mnemology, how about that,

oh god. time to start being sad about op and senator shockwave. oh god

senator shockwave more like senator sexy 

also the first time I read this I thought I had just missed his name and like halfway thru the story I went back and scoured the pages looking for it hbvhsjdfbshgfdsbj then I was like oh ok so we’re maybe supposed to just know who this guy is from another comic? but NOPE it was very deliberate and I only realized very close to the end that they were setting up some sort of reveal

its funny bc normally I'm not a huge fan of stories where politics play a huge role but I fuckgin love it here, the politics and worldbuilding is all so interesting and also balanced out with a healthy dose of cool sci-fi hijinks, so

lmao there's chromedome being obsessed w/people making the ‘pfft’ sound 

also wow yet more hindsight, maybe you Shouldn’t be so interested in the Institute, chromedome, 

OHHHH shit I forgot abt the red alert stuff happening at the same time as this :( :( :( 

AUGHHH what a fucked up situation. god 

oooof i gotta continue now!! what a solid issue, I love the shadowplay arc

[amosbrittany]

Shattered Chapter 5

I swear I did not entirely die on this. lol Have up to chapter 9 done, shit just happened and video games are most distracting.

Disclaimer : I don’t own Transformers Animated or any characters for that matter.

Notes  : I haven’t done fanfiction, let alone TF based, in ages. And never for  TFA, So I don’t really know what the hell I’m doing but what the hell,  I’m going for it. lol I took quite a few liberties, pulling bits from  various continuities to build this sucker.

Warnings : I have a  tendency to put characters through hell. A bit of Bumblebee/Blitzwing  this chapter. Eventual Optimus/Sentinel, Megatron/Ultra Magnus,  Jazz/Prowl and Ratchet/Pharma.

Summary : The road to hell is paved with good intentions, but Sentinel’s latest stunt might just kill them all…or worse.

The day Ultra Magnus decided to make his way to Trypticon, his chosen agents had set neatly hidden explosives all over Iacon's warp drives over the past few solar cycles as they worked from the shadows silently and swiftly. Fortress Maximus and Metroplex, as well as Omega Surpreme and the Steelhaven, had been prime targets. The only significant structure on the planet at the time capable of transwarping would be Trypticon. A few cycles after he relocated the prison, while they were scrambling to figure out what happened and retaliate, the Nexus would be taken down. It would give him a decent head start as the Autobots tried to make heads or tails of the chaos when their edge of the war was lost. By the time any wayward ships abroad came home to lead a pursuit, he would have a decent lead.

He walked down the long strip of road leading to the ominous prison in Kaon, muttering curses under his breath as it seemed his transformation cog no longer functioned. It made the trip longer than he liked and he had to adjust given the delays the defect caused, as it wasn't simply isolated to himself. Ultra Magnus already had his agents in place, lying in wait within the prison walls to take out the guards there. When he relocated the prison, he would make a deal with the Decepticons. Granted, he knew better than to trust them, but Megatron's head would prove a fine bargaining chip and outing their traitor, a show of good faith.

He had made sure the guards were prepared for his arrival, to accelerate the whole process. They quickly ushered him in once he reached the entrance and he proceeded to make a beeline for the control hub of the city-like compound. He found the warden waiting for him. "Ultra Magnus, always so good to-Uh...huh." Springer had started to greet him, hand extended before he visibly balked at his appearance. The green Autobot cleared his vocalizer apologetically then grimaced. "You...look different."

"Yes, so I'm told." The Magnus scoffed, rolling his optics. His gaze swept hungrily over the control room. "How is Trypticon's transwarp system?"

"The transwarp system? Everything is running just fine, sir." The question was oddly specific and that caused Springer to squint with suspicion. "Is...that why you wanted to visit, sir? To check on the systems? Cause that sounds like a comm-link sort of thing to me..."

"Oh, I have other reasons." He glanced at the clock, watching the time intently.

The warden gave him a quizzical look, following his gaze. "You waiting for something...?"

"Indeed I am."

~+~

Optimus rubbed his face plates. He had some newfound respect for Sentinel concerning this position at least. With Ultra Magnus being unusually difficult and flighty, it had been a lot of work to keep up with. With the capture of the Decepticons and their leader, things had to be shifted around, changes made, plans formulated. He had to oversee the construction of a prominent outpost on Earth, re-order teams, and assist the Council in as many matters as he could. Ultra Magnus and the Fringes debacle had not helped in the slightest.

Alpha Trion had accepted the agreement with Blitzwing and after going over the rosters, it was decided that Bumblebee would head operations for Autobot City on Earth with his own team consisting of the reformed Decepticon, Ironhide, Bulkhead, and Ratchet. At first he had wanted to keep the old medic close, but they had talked it over and he understood his friend's concerns. Ultimately, Pharma would become his own crew's medic. Earth, Ratchet worried, might prove something of a sensory overload for his already delicate processor and he preferred the idea of a leader who had a better track of patience than Bumblebee. Besides, two mechs with several screws loose on one team was just begging for trouble.

The yellow minibot was excited to get the assignment underway and had taken off for Kaon with the necessary documentation files to pick up their new 'Autobot' and get him up to speed. They still had a few solar cycles before they set off for Earth on the Ark, but he was sure Blitzwing could use some repairs and upgrades after his lengthy prison stay. His paint certainly could use a major touch up. As for his badge, it would likely take some time and convincing to get him to wear it just yet.

It had been tempting to go with Bumblebee, if only to see if he couldn't convince Springer to let him see Sentinel and maybe even see what Ultra Magnus was really up to over there. He imagined the Magnus staring down Megatron's disembodied head and having a little chat with him. Oh, to be a nanofly on the wall for that one. But besides that, he was concerned, mostly for Sentinel should Ultra Magnus decide to pay him a visit. He sighed wistfully, taking a moment to relax before his office doors flew open and Jazz rushed in on him. Optimus twitched, sitting up straight when he saw how agitated the other was. "Jazz, is everything okay...?"

"Pit nah, it ain't okay! Prowl's body is MIA!"

The claim sent him reeling for a klik and Optimus had to shake his head to get the sudden daze to clear. "I'm-Sorry, what? What do you mean by that?" A chilling feeling crawled up his back struts as he recalled Ultra Magnus's presence in the mausoleum a few solar cycles ago. Surely he hadn't done something nefarious...But with the way he'd been acting...Optimus pursed his lips as he opened his desk screen and began hunting through the various channels to find anything on the security for the tomb.

"You look like ya got somethin' in mind, bossbot." Jazz rounded the desk to watch over his shoulder. The cyber ninja often visited their fallen comrade's place of rest. It was a habit that caused Optimus some concern due to how often he did it, it made him wonder about the pair, but now he was almost grateful for it.

"...Ultra Magnus was at the mausoleum a few solar cycles ago. I had a bad feeling about it, but I didn't think much of it. I mean what could he possibly do in there...Here, I think this was it." Finding the backlogged security footage, he narrowed it down to the day and time. As they watched, Jazz let out a strangled noise of horror and Optimus offlined his optics. He felt like he'd just been run through the chassis as the scene played out, Ultra Magnus tossing their friend from his resting place and dragging him off like a sack of parts. Although part of him absolutely hated to press on, he forced himself to find the other footage, which led them to where Magnus had gathered several others...

And proceeded to do exactly what Sentinel had done to him, to the dead Autobots before him.

Blitzwing's words came back to him. "Cyclonus alvays zaid it came from zhe 'heart of darkness und zhe root of all evil'." The stuff was a scourge not even the Decepticons would touch. They knew it did this, Oil Slick had told Sentinel as much, but this was the terrible detail the mad scientist had omitted. It could spread like a terrible cancer. Bumblebee had said Blitzwing warned him that the Decepticons had hoped this would cause them enough of a distraction that their 'reformed comrade' would be able to find a way to release them. This was the whole dirty plan to begin with.

As the resurrected Autobots disappeared off the screen, the main question he had now was WHY...Why do that? What was the purpose? Why...

Why was he at Trypticon?

"...He's going to do something at Trypticon."

Jazz recovered from his horror only slightly. "You don't think he'd set the Decepticons loose..."

"I don't know, but I'm going to treat it like that's the plan." Optimus opened his comm-link, reaching out to Springer. <Springer, I need you to get Ultra Magnus out of there. By any means necessary. His accomplices might be there as well! Lock down the prison!>

~+~

That was a hell of a task. And what accomplices was he referring to? Ultra Magnus had come alone.

Back in Kaon, Springer's optics widened slightly when he received the call and now he had a tall order to fill. There was an alarming edge to Optimus's voice. 'I knew there was something fishy about this.' He thought to himself as he turned to Ultra Magnus and stalled, staring back at his violet gaze.

"I take it Optimus told you to get rid of me." The Magnus calmly assessed. The green Autobot froze, mouth failing to work properly. Ultra Magnus smirked smugly. "Oh, don't look so surprised. I don't normally toot my own horn, but I like to think I am an excellent strategist. I knew if anyone got a clue before the big bang, that it would be him. But I'm afraid my pieces are already in place. And there is nothing you're going to be able to do about it."

"Big bang? What big bang?" Springer demanded.

"Mmm, the biggest..."

Drawing his sword, the warden took a step towards him only to stop when cries and the sounds of battle erupted in the central command hub where they were. Magnus's agents struck out from the shadows, the initial targets of the attack going down quickly and violently. While he was distracted, Ultra Magnus swung his hammer, catching Springer upside his helm and rendering him unconscious. He accessed his comm-link as he sauntered over to the controls for the transwarp, letting his agents scurry out to incapacitate or kill any guards in their way. <Oh Optimus, that was almost well timed...Almost.>

<Magnus. What the hell did you do? Where's Prowl?!>

<Helping me seize the prison. But you already knew that, why ask such a banal question?>

<Why the damn prison?! What the slag are you doing??>

As he let Optimus stew in silence, wracking his processor to make heads and tails of his scheme, he picked the coordinates for a location on Earth from his data banks and proceeded to enter them into Tyrpticon's destination as the transwarp drive began to power up.

~+~

"But if you go to Earth then I won't see you again...And I feel we have much to discuss." Really, there was much for Pharma to get off his chassis. For stellar cycles, he was always too damned proud to just come out and say what he felt, he had always waited for Ratchet to say something. But it was becoming painfully clear that the older medic was insufferably oblivious. He was also spending a great deal of time with that teacher and he didn't know what was going on there. He hated it.

"Well it was either you or me, and we both know you woulda hated workin' with a reformed Con. Besides, I wanna see Sari again and being on Optimus's team means regular trips back and forth so it ain't like ya won't see this old rustbucket. Just try not to give the kid too much trouble."

Pharma started to grin with delight at the idea of regular visits for himself while Arcee was glued to her classroom, but it faded quickly when there was a commotion on Ratchet's end of the line and something violently exploded, knocking the other medic out of sight and killing the connection instantly. "Wh-? Ratchet?" The jet held his hands up, flabbergasted. "What just happened? Ratch-!"

The sound of something falling over made Pharma jump and twist around, met with the sight of a walking corpse crouching on a medical berth. It was Dodger, but he had died some time ago so how was he there now? Pharma let out a small squeak, backing around the console he was using. The dead bot was spattered with energon and brandished a pair of soaked blades he flicked menacingly. "Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no-! Not today, Mortilus!" Pharma cried, breaking into a run with the assassin hot on his heel struts.

An idea struck him at the last nanoklik and he threw himself into a quarantine chamber, slamming the door shut behind him and engaging the lock. He didn't care to be locked up in a quarantine cell again, but it beat being murdered. The bloodied blade slashed against the thick glass but after several attempts, the other stopped. His plates shivered fearfully as the corpse settled for staring him down through the door, as if it waited long enough, it would have him. "What in the Pit is happening...?"

~+~

"Vhat in zhe pit iz going on..." But a few cycles ago, Springer had told him approval for his pardon was underway and Bumblebee would be there shortly to collect him. He had tittered with glee, ready to put the mines and the prison behind him. Now however, the air was alive with battle and screaming Autobots. Energon was everywhere. A familiar and terrible sight had descended on the guards. Undead Autobots, the only color on their frames the insidious violet flow of Dark Energon. It was Karn all over again, just on a minuscule scale. "Oh Primus, Oil Slick...vhat did you do..."

"Scrap." Said scientist muttered. His gambit had backfired in the worst possible way.

"Oh great! Fan-fragging-tastic! Way to go, you-you-you...goop head!" Drag Strip screamed from her cell.

"Goop head, niiiiice one."

Lugnut rumbled, pleased with the wanton Autobot slaughter taking place around them. His only regret was that he wasn't taking part in it. He banged his arm against the cell wall he shared with Blitzwing. "At least you will not have to go along with the sham of pretending to be an accursed Autobot and you can die A PROUD DECEPTICON SOLDIER IN GLORIOUS AND VIOLENT BATTLE!"

Blitzwing sighed, regretting he would not see Bumblebee again as he turned from the bloody scenery beyond his cell. "I vould razher not die period..." He muttered to himself, crossing his arms petulantly.

~+~

"What in the Pit is happening?!" Since Ultra Magnus decided to let his surprise answer for itself, Optimus was trying to get a handle on the situation. But when Metroplex shook from several explosions, he was finding himself at a loss. Other, more distant explosions could be heard and reports were flying in that Fortress Maximus and several ships including the Steelhaven had been hit. He knew they were merely distractions, but he still wasn't certain for what. He was still trying to work out the why.

"Optimus, what is going on?" Alpha Trion hurried over to him with several other council members.

"Sir, it seems Ultra Magnus has launched some kind of attack here in Iacon and we've lost contact with the staff at Trypticon. We just found evidence that he used the shards from himself to resurrect other Autobots as well."

The old mech's face plates crinkled in thought. "...What has been struck here?"

"Seems like it was the...transwarp engine rooms. That's where folks are narrowin' down the origination of the explosions." Jazz supplied.

"The-" Alpha Trion stiffened as it struck him. "He's stealing Trypticon and preventing us from pursuit."

"But WHY?? That's what I can't wrap my helm around!" Optimus's servos flew up to grab his helm. What in the name of Cybertron was the Magnus doing? As Alpha Trion tried to reroute any and all warships to Tyrpticon for a full blown assault, the Prime tried to get his focus back. "And how long will it take for him to actually do that?"

"The quantum engines will need but twenty cycles to jump the entirety of the prison wherever it is he plans to go. Much less if he plans to take only part of it. And if he is freeing the Decepticons, it will most likely be to a place like New Kaon or Charr."

Jazz shook his head. "Not gonna get much there in time to take the prison down, sir. Not unless we kick on the Nexus and if Magnus rigged the fortresses and ships-"

"Then we will use only one tower while the trackers seek out the other explosives..."

~+~

Ultra Magnus watched the quantum engines power, waiting for when it looked like the core of the prison would be good to go. No doubt Alpha Trion was expecting him to take the whole kit and kaboodle, but all he needed was the heart of the beast. That was where all the essentials were. He idly peeled away his Autobot badge as he continued to observe the engines's progress.  There was little point to wearing it now...

He wasn't much of an Autobot. Not anymore.

"Report." He ordered.

Flanking him, his Terrorcons bowed in compliance. Prowl answered him. "All of the guards, civilians and workers that ran or fought have been slain. Along with the warden, we have detained three guards, two civilians, and five workers. The only surviving medic, Pharma, has locked himself in one of the quarantine units. We cannot get him out without specific codes, and he cannot get himself out."

"We'll remove him shortly then." The codes were not an issue, as Magnus he had access to everything, and the medical bay was a part of the core he intended to take. It was fortunate they had Pharma of all medics. He could easily be scared into doing as he was told. Ratchet wasn't around to embolden him. "Dispose of Scalpel. I don't need that little crab scuttling off where I cannot find him and I especially don't need that being the case and he puts Megatron back together before I am ready to deal with him."

"Of course, master." The cyber ninja disappeared to deal with the Decepticon in question.

The main screen of the central command hub pinged. He smiled eerily. "Someone is trying to make a house call. Delightful." He leaned back languidly in his chair, enabling the screen. As expected, Alpha Trion's ancient visage greeted him. He couldn't see Optimus, he was most likely out on the field, trying to handle the chaos, save the injured and assess the damage. "Oh...Where is the SIC? Attending to Ratchet, I suppose...I did leave a nasty little something on Omega Supreme in particular. Can't have that beast come after us, after all..."

"Ultra Magnus. I do not know why you are out to free the Decepticons, but I-"

"Hm? Oh, no. That has nothing to do with this at all actually. Before I'm done, they'll be offline, I assure you." Ultra Magnus waved his hand dismissively. "Particularly Blitzwing, I've no doubt. When I tell the others about his little plans, I'll let them rip him apart."

The way the old mech's face plate crinkled, indicating that he had been thrown off and confused, was quite nice. He always enjoyed that look on his face. But the old mech pressed forward, speaking to him as if he were addressing a wayward son, a troubled youth. His tone was almost pleading and weary, as if his answer would fill him with understanding. But they both knew it would only be more questions, more confusion. "Then why, Magnus...Why are you doing this?"

"In the end, Alpha, death claims us all. But this? This was not how it was supposed to be. Not for me. I was but a step from the Well of Allsparks, and now...It's forever denied me." Magnus lifted his hand, staring at it. The proto-flesh of his form was slowly deteriorating, becoming emaciated. What had once been thick, strong digits, were becoming thinning claws. He had no idea if he had a time limit on what his body could endure of the Dark Energon, but he wasn't inclined to find out. He pushed up from his seat, discreetly glancing at the console screen. The time was now. "I am going to have this remedied. I will not suffer for eternity for the selfish and foolish actions of a swine in search of his glory. And if I have to take everyone and everything down with me to save myself from oblivion, I will. I’ll gladly take my stay in the Pit for it all if I have to. If you want someone to blame, feel free to blame Sentinel...although I promise that while I do my work, I will ensure he is properly punished. Good bye, Alpha Trion."

Punctuating his grim words, Ultra Magnus reached down and threw the switch, teleporting Trypticon's main body away to Earth.

[tfadi]

My unpopular opinions: It’s about M/T/M/T/E & L/L. They’re nothing too big, just likes and dislikes and the why. 

Remember, you are free to disagree and heck, I’d love it if you would tell me why!

Probably a part 1/2

-So I see the appeal to Chromedome and Rewind, but I’m actually not a big fan. There are some times where I genuinely cringe at the lines that are said between them.

-I really wish Rewind stay dead and someone like Pipes be brought back instead from the other Lost Light. I think Chromedome would have had a very strong character arc if he learned to realize his problem, pick himself up and out of his constant mourning, and learn to truly stand on his own. Loss and depression are incredibly difficult to deal with, but personally, to give Rewind back is really undermining Chromedome’s pain, as well as his potential emotional strength we will NEVER GET to SEE.

-I also just really love Pipes and am sad he is dead. He had a really nice quirk and I think his addition to even the mutineers arc would have been great. With his crush for Riptide, they could’ve teamed up and Getaway could even have played with one or the other to give an even more hateful and emotional response to the audience. Like Getaway would totally pick up on Pipes’ crush and have used it against him, things like that just make Getaway even more of an ass and our sympathy rides for Pipes even harder.

- I love love love the spark eater arc in the first season of MTMTE. It was really exciting, the design for the spark eater was top notch, the image of how Chromedome sees into his subjects is established, all these little characterizations from various different characters flesh out this mini arc and that’s what makes it beautiful. Like when at the end Rodimus pulls that last little stunt and shoves the spark eater into the engine, gives a lot of information about not only the engines, but also how Rodimus is a High Risk-High Reward kind of person that needs to show off. 

-However, speaking of Rodimus, I liked his 2009 ongoing character better than his MTMTE. In mtmte, he feels less of a main character and more of a side character that fits in with the rest of the cast. He’s got this one big quirk with the occasionally big emotional ‘Oh I care’ shtick going on. This might be just me, but...where is his spotlight?( I mean this as a character, not the spotlight series.) He doesn’t have to be in every panel of the series but I sense no overarching arc for him in mtmte. I will have to remake this evaluation later, but that is my stance for now. Just give me more Rodimus please, I’m happy to see it in Lost Light and I hope he’ll get more fleshed out in the issues to come. 

-It’s even worse when Megatron comes in because he hasn’t stolen the spotlight, he’s turned one on, on himself. It should be a shared spotlight, not just a shared rank. This Dual protagonist thing should still shed more on Rodimus but give enough of Megatron that they really feel like they’re fighting for that right. This is supposed to be Rodimus’ story after all. 

-I love Cyclonus. (not unpopular but-)

-I love Tailgate.(Also not but-...)

-I love Cygate a lot, and their developing romance is something that pulls me back to MTMTE. (definitely popular BUT-)

-AUTOBOT MEGATRON WAS A OOGITY BOOGITY OF A MISTAKE. I use to love Autobot Megatron. I no longer. He’s still cute though and his design is so fun to draw and no lie he holds a special place in my weenie of a heart. But I no longer like the concept, and the direction it was taken in. It was muddy and rather uncharacteristic. If anything he would have done his best to reform the Decepticons into the vision he has as this character of Autobot Megatron. As great as to see him change, its awful to see his charismatic fire get blown out.

-One of the BIGGEST ISSUES this series has is- lack of response and consequence. Especially in character deaths. There are a lot of deaths that are just for plain shock value- Kaon, Ravage, Trailcutter- the entirety of the DJD really. The list can go on and on. Ravage’s death was truly pointless, especially for a character that has been with us for this long. Good to see how it affects Soundwave in another series, but I wish it had stuck to the whole, ‘show don’t tell’ instead of just being like ‘Hey optimus, ravage died so yeah I’m super sad but let’s be bffs’

-I could not take the DJD seriously.

-Skids. Skids. Skids... A death that I actually felt. Probably one of the more satisfying deaths in MTMTE and I’m glad he stays dead. To live would have been agonizing for him.

-Though I am both sad and excited how Nautica will live on with not caring for Skids anymore.

-This is a good time to bring that potential Chromedome arc. Imagine if that had happened, he could help Nautica through that loss because he’s been through it. CD could have tried to tell her bringing back Skids is a bad idea, especially since CD knows Skids’ past.  Nautica might have been persuaded because Chromedome lost Rewind, but managed to stand up again.

-There’s a lot of really juicy potential that mtmte just never risked. 

-I don’t like Tarn. I think he’s boring. His design is hot shit though. GEEZE TARN WHY DID YOUR MOM LEt  YOU HAVE TWO?? FUSION CANNONS??? LOOK AT YOURSELF.

-I don’t like Pharma, I don’t think he’s pretty. It’s the head really. But you know it gets blown off so uwu.

-I have...mixed feelings about the Magnus suit concept. Oh it’s cool don’t get me wrong. But I just wanna know more about the og Ultra Magnus. Also the whole tangibility of Cybertronian life and bodies because they’re metal is very scary to me. But that just gives the body horror an even bigger plus so you know, again, mixed feelings. 

-[Taps mic] SHOVING MEGATRON INTO ANOTHER UNIVERSE WAS ALSO A MISTAKE. Now they had better bring him back, or hell, give him his own series to see what he’s doing in this other universe. I fell for his gay little smile I really did, but I feel robbed! Totally robbed! This is not the end for him, this CAN’T be the end for him. It is unsatisfying as FUCK. This can be the next STEP. But if you’re telling me this is the END for Megatron, then you can meet me in the streets because I will fight you. 

-I’m not the biggest fan of Rung... ^^;;; 

-I can only see Whirl/Cyclonus platonically. 

-It. is. really sad to see how Swerve gets pushed down again, after his own issue. 

-The scavengers are fun, but I don’t like how they’re this side series to mtmte.