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writeyouin · 2 years ago

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I had an idea for the new transformers movie, and like

Imagine being taken by Mirage with Noah, maybe they'd agreed to help him with the job, maybe they had experience, or some other reason, not the point

But as soon as they're both out the car, and Mirage is transformed, what do they do?

While Noah is waving around with a pipe, they're just staring at Mirage

When he finally turns his attention to them it's just

Mirage: Hey! Ya ain't screaming, ain't that nice? Hey man why can't you be more like them?

Y/N, in an obviously flirty tone: Hey~

Mirage: Oh! Oh it's like that ;) why hello you awfully adorable alien

Noah: What- what are you doing?

Y/N: Shut up I'm trying to get a man

Mirage X Reader – Flirtatious Meeting Part 1 of 2

A/N - I should technically be getting to other, older requests, but hey, when inspiration bites you in the ass, you don't question it. So, thanks for this great request, it was a lot of fun. I'm obsessed with Mirage now.

Warnings - None.

Rating - T

You gasped as you were thrown from the Porsche that you had accidentally stolen with Noah. Honestly, you weren’t sure how you had gotten into the situation with him, only that you were trying to stop him from making a stupid mistake, and instead you had gotten taken on a joy-ride by a self-driving car.

At this point you were pretty sure the vehicle belonged to some kind of insane billionaire who had driven it via remote control and that you and Noah were going to some secret, privately owned prison wherein the billionaire in question would have the last laugh.

“Oh my God,” You panted, rolling onto your side.

Behind you, you heard a whoop of delight, followed by a comment about how fun that joyride was. You pushed yourself up, ready to yell at whatever jerk had hijacked the car that you had admittedly been part of hijacking yourself.

“(Y/N),” Noah stuttered your name as he tapped your shoulder trying to get you to turn around.

From your peripheral you saw him bend down to pick up a busted pipe and you spun quickly to face your assailant, gasping again when you saw a giant robot.

You could have described him by his height, or his demeanour, or by the fact that you had no idea where he had come from, or who, if anyone had built him, but instead all you could think was that he was… kind of cute. No. That wasn’t it. He was straight up hot, and he seemed to have a sense of humour, which complimented his arrogant nature well.

“Noah,” You hissed. “Put down the pipe.”

“Yeah, Noah,” Mirage mocked, having revealed his own name in his self-serving speech. “Put down the pipe.”

When Noah refused, Mirage’s hand transformed into a cannon of some sort, pointing straight at Noah.

You didn’t dare speak in case things got any worse, but as it happened, Mirage was just toying with Noah, testing his bravery.

“Hmm, tough guy. I like that. I like it a lot.” Mirage mocked playfully, before turning his gaze on you. “And what about you? I mean, you ain’t screaming, that makes a nice change from the movies.”

Mirage looked back to Noah, “You see that man? Your friend ain’t taking a swing at me. You could learn a thing or two from them, so, what’s your deal cutie?”

You didn’t say much past a bright smile and a small flick of your fingers in a half wave, “Hey~”

“Oh! Oh, it’s like that, yeah,” Mirage winked at you. “Well, you ain’t so bad yourself, even if you are an alien.”

“Wait!” Noah demanded, holding out his hands to stop whatever weird flirtation was going on. “You’re an alien?”

“Well, I mean, to me, you’re the aliens,” Mirage countered.

“This is our planet. That makes you the alien.”

You slapped Noah’s arm, “Be nice.”

“Be nice? We just got kidnapped, and you want me to be nice?”

“Hey, we stole him, remember?”

“And he stole us right back! What are you doing anyway?”

You smiled awkwardly at Mirage, “Hey, can you give up a second, please?”

“Oh, yeah, sure,” Mirage nodded casually, then began whistling, looking away to pretend that he couldn’t hear you.

You grabbed Noah’s shirt and pulled him close to you, “Look man, I was just trying to stop you from making the worst mistake of your life tonight. The least you can do is let me have this, okay?”

“Let you have what?” Noah asked desperately.

“Hey, that alien up there is cute, funny, and I don’t have to ask if he has a vehicle, because he is one. Do you know how many men there are like that? None. So, you can freak out all you want, but I’m trying to score myself a date, okay?”

Noah didn’t get a chance to respond as Mirage interrupted your not-so-secret conversation, “Hey not to bother you but the big guy’s coming now, so you might wanna chill and you know, not threaten him with a pipe or he might squish ya.”

“I’m sorry, someone’s going to squish us?!” Noah demanded incredulously.

“You, maybe, your friend though, (Y/N) was it?”

You nodded, smiling brightly.

“Yeah, (Y/N) not-so-much. See, (Y/N) seems more chill than you Noah, oh and if all goes well, I know a little drive-in cinema we can visit.”

“We’re not going to a drive-in,” Noah deadpanned.

“Ew, no of course not bro. I meant me and (Y/N) there. You’re not gonna be third-wheeling.”

“Consider it a date,” You grinned.

Mirage nodded along happily, and then you, he and Noah were faced with the other Autobots currently residing on Earth.

#transformers #mirage #mirage x reader #noah diaz #transformers rise of the beasts #maccadam #tf #fanfiction #fanfic #reader insert #reader #mirage x you #flirtatious meeting

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mama-qwerty · 4 months ago

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That's it. I'm rewriting the Wade scene.

Sonic 3 spoilers

“The Master Emerald is being guarded by a fierce warrior, trained by my own hand!”

~~Meanwhile, in Green Hills~~

Wade Whipple, deputy sheriff of Green Hills, warrior-in-training to Knuckles, the last of the Echidna, and current bowling champion of the Green Hills bowling league, ages 35-50, stood at one end of a kitchen island, arms crossed over his chest.

At the other end of the island stood Callie MacPherson, head librarian of the Green Hills Public Library, personal tutor to Team Sonic, and current record holder for ‘most letters written to the editor of the town newspaper’, most in response to the minority of townspeople voicing a very loud outcry against the local alien children. (She just can’t help herself.) She also stood with her arms crossed.

They both stared down at the large green gemstone sitting on the middle of her island counter. Wade had brought it over, almost in a panic, as he asked for Callie’s help with it.

“Okay, so . . .” she began, her brows furrowed. “Walk me through it. One more time.”

Wade uncrossed his arms to rub the back of his neck. “Okay, so Knuckles left me in charge of the Master Emerald while they were off on their camping trip.”

“The same Master Emerald that can turn thought into reality, and what let Robotnik build that giant robot out of all those other vehicles that nearly destroyed the town, and the boys,” she said, keeping her eyes on the gem as though it would leap off the counter and attack.

“Yeah.”

“The same Master Emerald that let Sonic turn into . . . I dunno, some kinda glowy superhero.”

“Actually, I think that was something different? Like, there were other little gems inside and those changed him?”

She flicked her eyes up to him. “So what happened to those?”

He shrugged. “Knux said Sonic sent them away, but I’m a little fuzzy on the details.”

Her gaze fell back to the gem on her counter. “Uh huh.”

“Anyway, I was being a good guardian, like he wants me to be, never letting the thing outta my sight,” Wade said, gesturing with his hands as he spoke. “I kept it with me the whole time.”

“Right,” she said, before pointing to it. “So it’s in a bowl of rice because . . .”

“I dropped it in the shower.”

Her eyes flicked back to him. He held his hands up. “Hey, I wasn’t doing anything weird with it! It was just a little greasy after I took it to the movies. They really put a lot of butter on their popcorn.”

Callie rubbed her temples. “Wade, I really think Knux just wanted you to keep an eye on it, not date it.”

“He said never let it out of my sight, and that’s what I was doing,” Wade said, standing a little taller. “I wanna make him proud. And when it got wet, I remembered what I had to do with my phone when I dropped it in the punch bowl at the last Christmas party. So I put it in rice.”

She shook her head. “I really don’t think the principle’s the same, here.”

He shrugged. “He said it’s the key to ultimate power. And if something with power gets wet, that’s bad.”

Callie opened her mouth to say something else, but ultimately closed it again. She had no idea how magic gemstones from space worked, and letting it sit in rice seemed harmless enough. “Okay, so what do you need my help with? You seem to have it covered.”

He rubbed the back of his neck again. “I dunno . . . I guess I just wanted some company? Being a guardian to something so powerful and special is kind of a lonely job.”

She gave him a look. “Wade, they’ve been gone for like two days.”

Another shrug. “Two guardians are better than one, right?” She cocked an eyebrow, and he sighed. “Oh, c’mon, Cal. All we gotta do is make sure no bad guys show up to take the Emerald and used it in ways it was never intended. How hard is that?”

She was about to answer when a blast of wind hit them, and Sonic appeared in the kitchen. The two humans jumped in surprise, giving almost identical little yelps at the sudden appearance.

“Hey, Sonic!” Wade called, giving him a little wave. “Didn’t expect to see you here! How’s the camping trip? Were you surprised by your little b-earth-day thing?”

Sonic didn’t smile or wave back. He stared at the gemstone, brows pulled into a deep furrow. “I need the Master Emerald.”

Callie blinked, and exchanged a look with Wade. They’d never heard, or seen, Sonic look so serious. So angry.

“What’s going on?” Callie asked, moving closer to the boy. “What’s happened?”

He turned to look at her, and she stopped dead by the look on his face. “Tom’s hurt, the world’s in danger. I need the Emerald. Now.”

Alarm bells sounded in Callie’s head, and a quick glance at Wade showed he thought something was up, too. They both moved to block the Emerald from his view.

“Slow down,” Wade said, holding a hand out in a placating gesture. “What happened to Tom? Is Maddie okay? Where are Tails and Knuckles?”

Sonic turned to Wade, his lip curling in a snarl. “I don’t have time for this. Give me the Emerald.”

The deputy flinched at the hedgehog’s look and tone, which only further solidified the idea to Callie that something was very, very wrong.

“Sonic,” she said, trying to keep her voice gentle and even. “We want to help. But you have to tell us what’s going on.”

His snarl became more pronounced, and in a blast of wind, he’d zipped behind them and snatched the Emerald from its rice bed. He stopped at the kitchen door, looking back at them.

“No time.” Sonic lifted the Emerald above him and in a whirl of wind and flash of light, he transformed, his fur turning golden and eyes red. “I have to end this.”

And with that, he was gone, a strong burst of wind making Callie’s kitchen rattle and shake with its strength.

As her things began to settle, Callie looked over at Wade, who looked equally shaken.

“Think Knux’ll be mad at me?”

She stared at him for a moment, before looking back out where Sonic had gone.

#sonic 3 #why do they keep doing him dirty #sonic 3 spoilers #wade whipple #callie macpherson #sonic the hedgehog

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atwas-gaming · 8 months ago

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Sonic Movie 3 Preliminary Predictions

I saved the craziest one for last:

This COULD be Shadow and Gerald bending over Maria's body, but that doesn't sound right to me.

The Ark is big enough to hold large vehicles like this:

But I think a battle big enough to leave this kind of wreckage might do major structural damage to the Ark.

Also, if this is when Maria died, wouldn't the GUN soldiers be aiming AT Shadow and Gerald? Looks to me like they're aiming past them, at something in the distance.

And look at the body. I think I can make out what looks like a very round, small head:

Could this be Sonic's body? Do they think he died in the final battle?

Because all we've seen in the trailer is Shadow as a supervillain, and that is NOT who Shadow is.

Black-hearted evil, Brave-hearted hero, I am all, I am all I am.

Look, Eggman might be working with Team Sonic for a time...

But he's gonna turn on them all. "If I can't rule the world, I might as well save it!" Yeah, sure, Eggface, just saving your own butt, and the second you find an opportunity to try to rule the world, you're taking it. Because that's what Eggman ALWAYS does. His ONLY purpose in life is trying to rule the world.

He wants POWER. He's gonna take that thing and do something with it. And while I like the theory that he's building a Metal Sonic with it, we clearly won't see it in this movie. (Maybe movie 4...?)

But I think I do know what he IS gonna build in this one:

Look behind Tails.

See it? Most prominently on the right side?

The MOUSTACHE?!?

It's the DEATH EGG.

So Robotnik's gonna build the Death Egg, Team Sonic's gonna have to fight him, and somehow, Shadow's gonna realize he has to join Team Sonic.

Not really surprising, that's usually the gist of every game with Shadow in it. But I gotta wonder why I haven't seen anyone talk about that shot of the Death Egg. I KNOW y'all have been analyzing the trailer frame-by-frame. I must just be missing the discussion somehow. I even googled "sonic movie 3 death egg" and got nuthin.

(My theory is that Eggman's gonna turn the Ark into the Death Egg, but we'll have to wait and see.)

This calls into question lines like "when we're done, there won't be anything left," and "what I had to."

What's Shadow gonna do???

And does it have anything to do with this?

Why are they tied up like that??? If that is, as I've seen people say, not a black hole, but rather a ring portal that Shadow opened into space, then I can't imagine Shadow gave enough warning for these three to tie themselves down.

So what if they were tied down in preparation for Shadow opening this ring portal as part of the final battle against the Death Egg? Maybe to suck Eggman's robots off the planet or something?

Notice that there's no humans in this picture, either. My guess is that they got Tom and Maddie and GUN crew out of the area before Shadow opened the portal. Because Sonic and Co. can survive in space, but nothing else can.

With only 2 minutes of the movie currently at our disposal, it's impossible at this point to be certain of anything about the overall plot. But I know what Shadow and Eggman are both like, and the trailer is leaving out half their characters. Unless the plot goes completely off the rails and totally disregards every bit of character building Shadow ever had in the games, he IS gonna join Team Sonic, and there WILL be a final battle against Eggman.

If only because he promised Maria that he would protect Earth.

#sonic movie 3 #shadow the hedgehog #my screencaps #my analysis #my prediction #i just KNOW this next movie's gonna make me bawl #gerald robotnik #sonic the hedgehog #movie robotnik #maria robotnik #death egg #tails the fox #knuckles the echidna

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rowretro · 11 months ago

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𝕄𝔼𝕋𝔸𝕃 𝕄𝔼𝔼𝕋𝕊 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼

✧taglist✧: @baevsxii @nikisdubblchococake @lilyofhoon @cakuqe @lvyelleee @caithefly @manooffline @rishki

✧warnings: Yandere themes, toxic themes, unhealthy love, mentions of blood, manipulation(?), shirtless-ish riki

♡synopsis: Nishimura Riki. The Robot created by Yang Jungwon himself, a robot that is insanely human like, inside and out. No one could tell he was a robot. However, the Robot had possessed demonly powers, from Satan himself. So I guess you could see it's a half robot. Yang y/n, the younger sister of Jungwon finds herself stuck to this robot 24/7 no matter what she tried, he will always be by her because she's his muse, his world, his love, his obsession.

(PART 6)

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"NO! YOU AREN'T COMING WITH ME WEARING THAT.... WE'RE GOING TO A GODDAMN SCHOOL RIKI WEAR NORMAL PEOPLE CLOTHES." Y/n yelled as the robot stared ahead coldly, dressed in an expensive suit, one'd think he were a rich CEO, but the sunglasses and the way he stands beside y/n makes him look like a bodyguard. "I'm simply dressed for the occasion sweetheart. My job is simply to protect you not to sit in a lesson I don't need to learn things I already know." Riki said as the girl sighed

"Don't call me sweetheart that's creepy... plus I don't need protecting, I'm only going to school." Y/n reasoned as Jungwon blinked. "Yeah but you do remember. that, from that exact school, one of the so-called students tried to kill you right?" Jungwon asked as he got ready for work "Oh yeah, yeah, but you do remember that, that exact student got his head popped off his body by this so-called body guard-" Y/n added as the male sighed. "Well you returned unharmed right? and there's a gang on the street that are too high out of their minds to even remember the exact crimes they committed-" Jungwon added as the girl frowned at him

Y/n fiddled nervously with the hem of her skirt as the robot drove them to school. "Can you at least keep your hands on the steering wheel?..." she asked as the robot continued driving, not even turning to face her "I don't need to." he coldly said as y/n blinked. Eventually, the drive came to an end as Riki pulled up into the car school's car park. "NI-KI bo- I-I mean Riki... you seriously don't need to come in with me..." Y/n said one last time, the robot just left the vehicle, and opened the car door for her.

Upon arriving at school, students had already started chattering amongst themselves, gossiping as they saw this handsome, stunning, tall man walk beside y/n, her hand in his. Something about his aura was both alluring yet unsettling. Yet it didnt stop the girls from twirling their hair and checking him out, they needed to shoot their shot.

Upon arriving in class, the robot stood beside her, hands by his sides sunglasses on, Suit perfectly neat. "seems we have a guest... please sit down-" The teacher simply said as Riki remained "Im purely here to keep my fiancee safe." Riki simply said as the students started murmuring. Y/n took a deep breath before turning to him, nudging him "Riki sit down... you're embarassing me-" she said as the male did just that, taking his glasses off.

Clearly it was a pretty stressful day. Teachers holding back every inch of annoyance, towards this male, who isn't even a student, yet has the need to interrupt and correct every tiny, human mistake, and answer every question like a nerd. But he found it boring. "I never knew robots feel bored... I always thought they're boring-" Y/n pointed out as Jungwon rolled his eyes, poking her with a metal robotic arm he had in his hand.

"Of course he feels shit, he's like half robot, half living human demon thingy- plus robots aren't boring." Jungwon defended as y/n rolled her eyes "Get a real girlfriend, or build yourself one. Then you'll get that there's better things than metal dolls." Y/n sassed as Jungwon rolled his eyes. "Ill find a girlfriend when I feel like it, the last 2 used me for money, and none of the girls you chose me actually have an interest in relationships." As y/n nodded, not dragging the subject along longer.

Riki blow dried his hair as y/n sat in front of the mirror, doing her skincare routine, and fiddling with her make up every now and then. "Why do you use makeup when you're already pretty enough?" Riki asks as the girl blinks, turning to him "Because I love doing it, it makes me pretty, sure, but it's very theraputic, and gives we something to do when Im bored" She explained as he nodded. "Can I do your hair?" he asked.

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osakanone · 11 months ago

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"How realistic are mecha, really?": They aren't, but not for the reason you're thinking of or the one adjacent to it. Trust me.

Crossposted from reddit, since people seemed to like it. Like in the thread, I am very happy to answer questions about any esoteric weirdness.

Hold my beer. Again

They're not becoming a possibility. Yes. I know. This sucks. But stick around. Its not for the reasons you think. Well it is, but it also isn't. You'll see.

The robot needs the technology more than the technology needs a robot.

the technologies which the robot needs will improve and alter the doctrine of every other platform

This creates a doctrinal lock-in where the potential functional space for them to exist is unmet -- that they are so far ahead, that nothing new can emerge that isn't just other platforms becoming more generalized (eg, a post-stall recovery aircraft, or a helicopter with high impact landing-gear and a rigid rotor/jet engine design to act as a surface-fighter -- a tank which walks or manoeuvres like a robot is just flat out of the question: Tanks are made to be simple-as-fuck boxes which tank hits, and shoot and acquire asap and rumours of their deaths as a doctrinal weapon are exaggerated by recent events where obsolete weapons which aren't maintained properly who's crews aren't adequately trained were fighting very clever civilians with drones)

What you consider "realistic" (5th/6th) is just as if not more unrealistic than other gens purely because of their smaller size and very bizarre relationship with the environment -- they're just both too big, and too small to make sense, sitting in a size niche which is just very weird

If such a vehicle does exist, its going to be defined by its functions rather than a humanoid appearance

we know this because specialized platforms tend to beat tasked platforms historically until specialized platforms mature and become generalized enough for it to act as a force-multiplier (eg, your air to ground radar and datalink let you drop bombs smarter, or interfere with Ground-to-Air radar to defend yourself)

thus, the closest you're probably going to get is some weird variation of DARPA's Ground X Vehicle Project meeting with Gravity Industry' style mobility in limited cases, hybridized with smaller robots and wingsuits, which mix manoeuvring operation styles, with some rocker-boogie mechanism elements for terrain handling: It won't be humanoid, whatever it is.

This is assuming you can magically solve the square-cube law of volume-mass which is partially negatable with certain custom topologies exceeding graphene but actually manufacturing them would be miserable work probably not even be something you can make without microgravity

Energy flat out isn't solvable with what we know about right now. Nothing with that energy density can exist that isn't going to simultaneously make for an incredible fragile, dangerous and problematic source of power given the forces involved. Cooling is also a horrifyingly unsolvable problem on this scale, as is radiation management: You can't just dump molten tungsten in emergency cooling mode - you'll not only proceed to alert everybody who has even the vaguest IRST capacity to your position, but you'll also probably set fire to the environment and cook off your own ammunition. *

Motors aren't well suited to the tasks of such bodies (its like trying to make a slingshot out of dental floss), and we don't have an effective way to turn electricity into a form of motion which corresponds with the shock absorbing and motion control qualities which are actually desirable yet

Even if we did, the actual means of ensuring it doesn't fragment every time it moves don't exist. Every time an A10C fires its main gun, the fuel lines micro-fracture and have to be replaced after it lands. Metal, when you subject it to high physical forces ends up feeling and behaving closer to how you would think of glass. You'd need a material capable of repairing itself too, atop the quasicrystalline property which again, just isn't doable, let alone simultaneously.

So in terms of our mindset going into this?

Its... Probably not happening barring a very, VERY extreme change to how we understand physics to function, or some really kick ass (and actually entirely possible) changes in how engineering achieves outcomes (which could happen if the greatest threat to the mecha didn't exist)

Combat is moving towards information dominance.

That's drone swarms, and role modularized long range travel, and the idea of fighter beyond-visual-range combat extending out to infared search and track systems which are networked to one another, which we're already seeing in singleton weapons and their mounting strategies even on the personal scale, which DARPA is currently investigating which everybody wants to mate with the gravity industries gear for boarding ops so the most likely avenue is to scale up from people, rather than scale down from vehicles as the development pathway -- but there's probably going to be multiple pathways with competing niches once the technology becomes cheap enough.

Costing

Ultimately its down to "how much money do I have to spend to defeat something more expensive than myself?" -- because our current structure of war is defined by cost, and by making the other guys surrender by using economic, and military violence (private, and publicly funded) instead of convincing them that we (NATO members, etc) have good opinions purely because of the natural benefits of "doing as we say" (which we see with basically any conflict in the last 70 years, which are usually feigned as ideological but pretty much always about disrupting market competition, dominating markets, or controlling a pressure position in another country to achieve those two things).

This isn't because they're particularly excellent weapons, but because they're cheap relative to the strength they offer, and how we define cheap is very different to how we defined cheap 100 years ago -- both in good, and terrible ways (such is the way of history).

Mecha are kinda the ultimate boondoggle. They are very very expensive, and just don't make sense.

They're cool as hell, yes.

But they don't make sense.

DISCLAIMER: If you're prone to depression, are dealing with a lot right now, or don't want your day ruining, you should stop reading NOW. What comes next is a psychosocial hazard and could be very bad for your mental health. LAST CHANCE . . .

The "real" reasons

If conflict some how became a meritocracy of leading by excellence rather than intimidation, and about human outcomes instead of cost outcomes, then things could change, but we don't live in that world.

Remember, violence exists to end human conflict (not to be confused with military conflict, which violence is the primary instrument of): Human conflict is when two parties oppose one another and communicate about what their goals and intentions are. Violence happens when communication stops. Communication stops, because parties cannot come to terms, or because nobody wants to be reasonable because the inherent request is unreasonable to the interests of the other party.

I'd love to say physics is the greatest threat, or maybe our concept of conflict but its not: * Its economics.

The concept of private-equity (not to be confused with venture-capital investment) is kiiiind of the dominant economic system on the face of the planet which dictates the interest of every nuclear power's actions against every non-nuclear power) is functionally dissolved, and investment models as we know them magically become better regulated OR a better economic system comes along which totally undermines private equity.

Its an economic finger-trap where most of the money that would be reinvested into people and technologies to push the world forward ends up getting swallowed up.

It also has private armies) and simulates the economy and political events in order to control them for maximum profitability. Yeah.)

We already live in Armored Core, folks.

And that economic system knows that if it gave free agents like ravens any kind of military power, it would functionally undermine itself, which is why it will never happen.

Private equity benefits from not having technology change, because its primary goal is wealth extraction. It leads to the collapse of every business you've ever seen go under, its why products undergo enshittification, which is coming for everything.

Its why the housing crisis happened, why the banking collapse happened, and its why there's an incentive to continue industrializing diseases like insulin instead of curing them.

tl;dr:

The one thing AC gets super wrong is you can either have the depressing relatable low-saturation late-stage hyper-capitalist dystopia where life is cheap on planet earth and everything terrible about South Korea times a thousand covers the whole world, and you need to have your own organs brought from you and leased back to you to lock you in to a lifetime of debt the same way everything else works...

you can have the robot;

You can't have both.

e: I'd pick the robot any day

Apologies for any inaccuracies, I haven't edited this and I threw the original together in the space of around 40 minutes. Questions very welcome: I enjoy giving long detailed and substantiated answers.

If you enjoyed this, please consider reading my other work on the theoretical design factors of mecha, their control systems, and my fictional writing in mechposting.

#mecha #giant robot #gundam #mechposting #Come for the mecha theory #Stay for the social commentary #Heaven will be yours

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blueikeproductions · 2 months ago

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CyberWorld is officially announced at last.

The toys look like so much fun!

They’re simplistic for children to fiddle with, but the new character designs more than make up for it.

While we were told Elita, Starscream and Chop Shop are part of the series, we don’t see their toys yet, but they do appear on the above promo poster. Starscream flying after Optimus and Elita banking Sky-Byte. I was expecting Starscream to be ah animal also but him still being a jet is to be expected. Elita just seems to be a stylized version of her G1 design, but what she turns into is a toss up as of typing.

It does appear Megbull and Megatron are separate characters, but it’s still a bit fuzzy.

Megbull has a battle axe, which is cool.

Megatron meanwhile is surprisingly different as a vehicle, being a missile truck rather than a tank, and is a homage otherwise to his G2 design. The toy meanwhile is a heavy retool of one of Hound’s The Last Knight figures.

At least they’re not repurposing more Cyberverse stuff like last time… At least, not yet anyway.

Meanwhile, the third iteration of Megatron in this toy line, Galvatron, looks like this:

While themed around the original G1 Galvatron, he seems to take the bulk of his inspiration from BWII Galvatron and Galaxy Force Scourge. His Robot Mode head also evokes G1 Scourge somewhat, complete with a rad mustache.

Grimlock is seemingly another retool.

He appears to be a retool, or at least inspired by, the T-Rex Rescue Bots Optimus.

A big difference is the Grimlock version has a third mecha walker suit mode for smaller figures to ride on.

The idea is really cool, but @horror-lady00 brought up this old Doofenschmirtz joke when she saw it:

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Mirage and Sky-Byte join Galvatron in having the more drastic changes.

While based on the G1 design, this Mirage turns into a jet, rather than a formula one race car. Mirage’s best known power is being able to turn invisible, so while he probably still does this here, WFC and ROTB shows he can also create holographic images of himself, others and his surroundings to bamboozle others. As the only known flier so far for the Autobots, I’m sure Mirage likes to fly in with his own “armada” to screw with the Decepticons.

Sky-Byte meanwhile looks like this.

While not too drastic, his design evokes his old RiD01 body type, he has a pseudo Beast Mode with wheels, and it is awesome.

It seems to be a homage to his brief disguise in the Skid-Z RiD01 episode, which is especially fun. The promo image above shows Sky-Byte driving on land, but I wonder if the tires hampered his ability in underwater conditions. The original anime usually depicted him with the ability to fly in Beast Mode along with the ability to burrow through the ground, but whether this Sky-Byte can do any of that is up in the air as of typing.

Optimus and Bumblebee look about how you expect, but they’re still newer designs instead of just recycling the Evergreen designs again.

CyberWorld Optimus does indeed seem to be a homage to Classics era Optimus.

Why this one specifically I have no idea, but it’s a fairly obscure enough design that it keeps Optimus fresh at least.

Snarl is still a Dinobot, but is a largely original design, using the same engineering as Megbull and Galvatron to Transform; I suspect this will mirror future characters with similar Beast Modes in this toy line. Curiously his colors and design elements suggest this Snarl may be inspired by the Junkions, but whether he IS one is another matter.

The centerpiece of the current wave is Scorponok.

While based primarily on the G1 version like I figured, surprisingly he takes several influences from the Energon version, with his Beast Mode sharing a similar space construction vehicle aesthetic.

Something of a play set, like Grimlock, he can combine with smaller figures in both modes.

I’m not sure how Scorponok walks in Robot Mode with the Decepticons manning the guns in his knees, but I love, love, love this. I’m a kid at heart and this return to a toyetic anime flair is what I personally prefer, over trying to recreate G1 Optimus’ cartoon model in toy form for the umpteenth time.

Cyberverse did have an anime esque Action Attack gimmick, and while it was neat, it wasn’t implemented well in the toys, with the vehicle modes and beast modes somewhat compromised to make room for it. The cartoon never used the gimmicks, as by the staff’s own admission, they didn’t know what to do with it and were confused by it. Some did sneak in like Starscream using his wing boomerang or wearing his Spark Armor, but the show creatively (and most likely budget wise) refused to use them, so the toys weren’t properly advertised, adding to the poor sales. It’d be like if Armada’s anime refused to use Mini-Cons and Beast Wars refused to use Transmetals.

Now it boils down to the cartoon.

While we weren’t given a proper teaser of it yet, what we were told is the YouTube series will be 36 “short form” episodes animated, once more, in 3D. The series is also promised to be “action packed” with “deeper storytelling” as the Autobots and Decepticons “dive dive into a never-before-seen world of danger and intrigue.“

Now the Genndy Tartakovsky Star Wars cartoon was able to pull this off back in the day.

But it also had Genndy Tartakovsky and the talent pool of LucasFilm at the time to do so.

This will not have Genndy Tartakovsky, but nor do I see it trying to punch above its weight too much like Cyberverse and EarthSpark did. At best it sounds like it’s tonally similar to both RiDs, TF Go!, and Rescue Bots, so let’s not go in expecting IDW centric stuff.

The basic premise appears to be the Transformers put in a strange world where they have to work together to overcome video game-ish obstacles while they navigate their current predicament: wacky shenanigans ensue.

While some fans are bemoaning not getting another Prime or TFONE thing, let’s be very clear: Prime, EarthSpark, TFOne all failed miserably. Prime might be popular, but it is well documented it actually did very poorly, locked behind a tv channel nobody had (gee why does that sound familiar?), toys that sold iffy (Beast Hunters shelf warmed HORRIBLY), with the series outright bombing in Japan. RiD15, as much as some don’t want to hear it, performed far better, with Hasbro very pleased with it, as were kids at the time going by all the kids I saw grabbing toys. While I did see kids like TFONE, they weren’t flocking to get the toys (at least not my way), and I still think of the kid who was really into the deer-bots, who probably would’ve bought that if a toy existed.

More EarthSpark toys are on clearance. Nobody that isn’t a heavy IDW TF fan wants good boy Grunkle Megatron or Good Boy D-16 turned into misanthrope Jason Dean. People are finding mechanical bull Megatron much more interesting even though we don’t know for sure what he’s like yet. The toys seem to suggest he’s the main leader of the Decepticons and Optimus’ opposite, but how the G2 flavored Megatron fits into this alongside Galvatron, we dunno yet as of typing.

Kids still buy toys, the smash success of Bluey, Paw Patrol, & G2 Bakugan in particular attests to that. Kids still like Transformers, but the recent output hasn’t really been interesting to them.

Kids I’ve worked with like older cartoons, anime and video games. CyberWorld appears to be trying to appeal to this, along with YouTube being the number one used platform with Netflix second to it. YouTube, like it or not, is the norm now not just for kids but for us as well. Putting CyberWorld on YouTube is pry the smartest thing Hasbro has done, because that at least gives the show the best opportunity on a far more accessible platform than locking it to Netflix, Paramount or Machinema.

Will kids watch it? I have no idea. I only know Hasbro seems to actually be appealing to children for a change instead of entitled adult collectors who aren’t satisfied unless they have the umpteenth G1 Optimus recreation.

I think the barrier to entry partly is the toys being so expensive as of typing, because at the time, the G2 Bakugan toys were much more affordable. The G3 Bakugan, while still very affordable, didn’t sell, but I think that’s part brand fatigue and part having a confusing Beyblade like play pattern with Clans over Elemental Factions completely foreign to G1 and G2’s play pattern. CyberWorld instead seems to be banking on a “play your way” style to encourage kids to use their imaginations to craft whatever story they want with the Autobots and Decepticons. …I’m not… super sure why this needs advertised specifically because most kids do that anyway, I mean Andy from Toy Story was a pro at this. If he wanted Hamm and Mr. Potato-Head to be crazy super villains against Woody and Buzz Lightyear, he did so with gusto. I’m sure plenty of kids have Spider-Man, Michelangelo, Bumblebee, Paw Patrol’s Rubble and The Mandalorian going on crazy adventures aboard some ramshackle LEGO vehicle and a Paw Patrol vehicle.

Still, after Rescue Bots Academy, BotBots, Cyberverse, TFONE, RotB, and EarthSpark failed to entice children, shorter form content on YouTube, more unique toy designs with an anything goes play pattern and affordable prices might be the best thing to get kids to notice in the current era.

All I know is Sky-Byte is an instant buy for me.

#blueike productions #blueike #transformers #maccadam #transformers cyberworld #Youtube

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shadows-over-the-wastes · 3 months ago

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Shadows Over the Wastes: Chapter Two

Staring at the edge of an axe head, running a whetstone over it for the final touches of sharpening. I could see my reflection. Minty green coat, reflected in iron, with a messy, unkempt, far-too long, white mane. It hung in my face, hiding the brown freckles dotting my cheeks, and the fudge colored eyes that peered from between the strands. My irises were so dark they nearly blended in with my pupils, giving me a beady-eyed, lightless look. I almost always had a miserable expression painted across my face. That is, when blood wasn’t smeared across it first. My father is Cripps Crackle, the strongest of the Rusteaters. I’m his son, Chocolate Pennyroyal. Most just call me “Chocco”. It's stupid. It's childish. I hate it.

Cripps is single-hoofedly the strongest earth pony I know. Somehow he ended up getting with a unicorn. Well, not somehow. She didn’t have a choice. Which is why I ended up with the best of both worlds. Genetic lottery, I guess. Physical strength and magical prowess, lucky me. Unfortunately, that made me the de facto choice to take over his iron throne. Which I did not want. Even despite how feral my clan-mates were whenever we ransacked a town or exterminated a small village, simply for the fun of it; I can’t help but feel horrible. Some sympathy for the ponies I kill. The ponies I slaughter. At least, the ones undeserving. Other Clans? Steel Rangers? Hell, The Enclave? I reveled in it. And that’s what made it worse. I’m the best at what I do.

Today I was leading a scavenging group to an old robotics factory. Supposedly there were Flamescars taking hold there, using it to manufacture machines of mass-waste. Bots made to raze cities. We couldn’t know for sure, but we had to see if the rumors were true.

Slinging my axe over my back, I continued my lead, snorting. I could hear the rest of my intelligence-destitute clan-mates bantering behind me. I wore pre-war armor covered in rusted spikes, with large, extendable claws on the front plates of my forelegs. Looking back, I whistled through my teeth. “Shut it, maggots!” I snarled, using my leader tone. It almost immediately got them to quiet down, snapping their attention to me. “Now listen. If we flap our lips without a lick of consideration for how loud we might be, what do you think is going to happen? Hmm?” I watched a small male pegasus raise his hoof. “You don’t need to raise your fucking hoof, Longswipe.”

“Right, sorry. Uh… eh. They’ll hear us coming, and sick the bots on us.” He answers weakly. A coy front for his underlying sociopathy.

“Great fucking job, you can rub two pieces of brain meat together. Now you two.” I extended a foreleg, pointing at them, and baring my teeth. I had very pronounced canines, a trait common to wasteland ponies, but none quite as big as mine. “Quit your joking, or the only joke here will be how I’ll be using your intestine-strewn corpse to play tetherball! Am I understood?”

They backed up, nodding and rearing a hoof. High Hall spoke up, an earth pony sniper. “Y-yes! Of course!”

Letting out a hot puff through my nose, I turned back around, flicking my tail. “Good. Keep those lips shut, before I sew them closed with fucking barbed wire.” I continued making tracks, soon setting my eye on an old dusty facility, the outside surrounded by degraded old vehicles, and scrapped bots.

I felt a prick run up my spine. No outside defenses. That wasn’t right. Going to the front door, I withdrew my axe from my back, holding it up with bright green magic. My squad members backed me up, waiting for the door to be kicked in. High Hall sat with his semi-auto sniper at the ready, in a low position. “Ready for your signal.” He muttered, keeping his voice low.

Bucking the door, the chains and locks snap, the metal entryway careening open. However, the inside was dark, and empty. Starting to move in, I clicked on the flashlight attached to my chestpiece. “Lights on…voices down.” I whispered, motioning with a hoof. The rest followed me inside, and we made our way to the center of the warehouse. All of the bots were gone, completely cleaned out. No protectron or assaultron left to operate. All crates were emptied, all spare parts taken. It was completely destitute.

“Ah… if it isn’t the Redcolts.” A voice echoed from the catwalks. My whole squad and I flashed our lights up to the origin, finding a single stallion. He had a pale blue coat, and bright yellow eyes. A green, stylishly messy undercut mane, swept to one side. He had bits of metal stuck in his face, accentuating his sharp features. And he had a false leg. One of his back legs, the right one, from the mid-haunch down was replaced with a clawed contraption. “And the biggest boy of all of ‘em no less. Chocolate Pennyroyal…” He smiled, showing off gold and silver teeth mixed with natural yellow teeth. His smile was uneven, like it was mixed with another emotion.

“Do I know you, asshole?” I barked up to him, readying my axe to be thrown.

He chuckles, “No. But your daddy might.” He leans on the catwalk railing, continuing to smirk. “Oh where are my manners? The name’s Cold Crank. Most of my boys call me ‘Cranky’. Though…I consider myself anything but.”

“What’s your game, Cranky?” I asked, glancing at my squad members, before looking back at him.

He shrugged slightly, unfolding a wing from the darkness to reveal himself a pegasus. It held a cigarette between the feathers, which he placed on his lips. Then, raising a forehoof, a device strapped around it sparked, and created a small, controlled flame, lighting the end. “My ‘game’ is that I’m one of the best robotics engineers around. And your daddy pissed me off recently.” He takes a long drag, before puffing smoke out of his nose like a dragon. “I was gonna kill you as soon as you stepped hoof in here. But…I can tell you’re different.“

“Different?” I squinted.

“Mmhmm!” He nods, puffing again, “Even from your clan members. Even the weakest one there has this psychopathic look in his eyes, if you look deep enough. I’m good at reading ponies, and I can tell they all loooooove killing. Take pride in it. Joy, even. But you, Chocco? Not the same way they do.”

I felt my heart pound in my chest, baring my teeth. Even if it was true, the clan couldn’t know. Weakness, especially weakness like that, was justification for execution. There was no tolerance for empathy amongst the clan. It was kill or be killed. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh?” He snickers, “I don’t? Well then I won’t do the talking. These will.” Cranky stands on his hind legs, opening up his long, dark coat. Dozens of little glowing lenses all focused lights onto the walls, playing the same video all at the same time. A video from one of our recent raids. From the perspective of somepony that was in their home.

A father and daughter, sitting with their Assaultron. The pony-shaped robot pointing its guns at the door as screams can be heard outside. Then, my eyes peer in through their doorway. “INTRUDER-” The assaultron roars, but I put a hoof over my mouth, gesturing for it to be quiet. Its laser ceases its charging, and it looks over to its owners.

“Go out the back, their attention is drawn from that angle.” My voice echoed through their home. “Leave now, please. While you can.”

The video pauses, and Cranky snickers. “Those three came and found me. Told me about their… unlikely savior.”

High Hall aims his rifle at me, and I can hear the safety click. “What the fuck was that?! You saved those ponies? What the hell is wrong with you?!”

“Hall. Put your fucking gun down before I shove it so far up your ass, I give it a brand new burial wrap just in time for your fucking funeral.” I slowly turned my head, narrowing my eyes on him.

Longswipe shook his head. “This is… unbelievable. How…?”

“Cripps ain’t gonna be happy when he hears about this.” Springload, the other unicorn of the group adds, using his yellow magic to withdraw a chainsword. “Longswipe, make for camp, now. Leave. We’ll subdue him.”

“You’ll betray me?? Just like that?!” I shouted, backing into a combat position. “How dare you?!”

Longswipe made a break for the exit, Hall and Spring both training their weapons on me. However, as soon as he gets to the door, I watch as he stops in place. He looks around for a moment, then attempts to go through the open double doors. Something cuts through the air. A tail, or a whip, with a bladed edge, from seemingly nowhere in the darkness of the warehouse. And it cuts his head clean off. So cleanly, he stands stone still for a few seconds, before blood begins to spill down his neck, and he collapses. His head rolled away from his corpse.

My face twisted into an expression of horror. Springload glanced over at Hall, not daring to take his eyes off me for more than a second. “What happened?”

“I dunno! I wasn’t watching!” Hall snaps.

Cranky laughs, shaking his head. “Oh you poor, savage morons.” All three of us snap our attention to him. “Only Chocco saw it, because he was the only one who cared to pay attention to anything. We all stand in a room with a highly experimental robot from the war.” He smiles, “Something they liked to call the ‘Apex’, or the ‘Stealth Assaultron’. It has cloaking technology, thermal vision, in-built electromagnetic pulse ampules, blades sharp enough to cut through 4-hoof thick steel doors, and worst of all? High-tuned rotors. Meaning it can move faster than anypony can aim. I put a surprise in there. Only one of you is walking out of this room, and I already know who it is. Prove me right, Chocco.”

“Prove you right how?? What do you want from me?!” I snap, but I don’t get an answer. The roboticist raises his wings, and with a single flap, disappears in a gust of wind.

Hall keeps his gun trained on me, Springload keeps me from moving anywhere. “You ain’t going fuckin’ anywhere. Move and you’re dead.”

I shook my head, scowling disapprovingly at the two of them. “You two make me fucking sick. So quick to believe the words of a strange pony, just so you can kill me! Sounds like the actions of a jealous worm. Sounds like you simply wish to take my place, no matter what it costs you. Longswipe is already dead. Are you really gonna keep playing this stupid game? Or are you gonna grow up and realize we don’t have time for this?”

The sound of metal skittering against metal can be heard through the warehouse, moving over the three of us. “Springload?? What are we gonna do?” Hall asks, looking up at the rafters while he keeps the barrel angled on my head.

“We’ll kill him and then take our leave, Hall. Chill the fuck out.” His chainsword hovers just under my chin, but I don’t move an inch. I don’t flinch. I don’t shake. I don’t even look away. He revs the sword, smiling. “I always thought you were soft anyway.”

I hear the stealth assaultron clamber on the rafters above me. Then, shaking my head, I make my decision. “I always wanted to fucking kill you from the second I laid eyes on you, Springload.” I throw my axe using my magic, nailing Hall in the haunch. He screams and fires wildly up at the rafters, hitting the assaultron. As a consequence, it swoops down, nearly slashing through Springload, who ducks. His break of concentration is enough for me to take control of the chainsword. Feeling my magic overtake his, I jump forwards, grabbing and swinging the blade. It buries itself right in the thick of his neck, spraying blood everywhere as it begins to saw right through.

Tackling him as vitae spurts all over the ground, I roll onto my back, bucking him into the air. The assaultron comes back around, its tail-blade whirring through the air as it slices right through his abdomen like a hot knife through butter. As his two halves fall to the floor, Hall stands up on his hind legs, aiming his rifle at me. Reflexively, my magic grips the axe handle, and yanks. It’s stuck in his leg, half-cut through the bone. But it works in my favor. The jolt of pain offsets his aim, firing just past my head. My ears ring, and I roll up, springing off my back legs. The recovery causes me to leap forwards, knocking our shoulders together, and destroying his proper grip around the rifle. I flop against the floor, pulling the axe out of his leg. As soon as I do so, I hear a sickening snap, the weakened haunch snapping under his weight.

He screams, but uses his rifle to catch himself before he falls. As I rear the axe back for another attack, and he tries to raise the rifle for a moment, something stops him. The tail blade, right through his chest, lifting him into the air. He gasped, dropping the rifle as his rear legs kicked, spitting blood out of his mouth. Then, he was thrown aside, crumpled onto the ground like trash. I immediately scramble to my hooves, panting as I look around the room, feeling my heart slam against my chest. I could hear it moving around, its metal hooves clicking against the floor. Huffing nervously, I backed away slowly, before I heard it rush me. I raised my axe, ready to defend myself.

It appeared right in front of me, its faux snout nearly touching mine. The robot’s eyes darted around before they locked onto me, the tail blade pressed under my chin. But it did not attack. We stood there, locked in a self-defensive stalemate. Then, it spoke. “You do not try to attack me. Why?”

“Because I know I’d lose. I’m not stupid.” I lied.

“Valid answer.” Its tail blade retracts, and it spits something out from its chest. A small disc-like device. “Three days and the beacon will activate. Follow it.” Its voice suddenly shifts to Cranky’s. “Nice job, Chopper. Eheheheh.” Then, it sprints out of the warehouse in a blur, leaving me be. “Chopper”. I kinda liked that.

Making my way over to High Hall, I stare down at him as he slowly bleeds out on the floor. His leaking crimson gets on my hooves, leaving a slick puddle on the cold concrete. “Cripps… is gonna kill you when he finds out.” He coughs, blood leaking from his nose and mouth.

“Not if I kill him first.” I retort, snorting.

He lets out a wheezy laugh. “You…don’t have the balls.”

Raising my right forehoof, the blades on my leg extend into three jagged claws, gleaming in the low light. “Don’t worry. You’ll find out once you meet him in the depths of hell. Don’t wait for me.” Then, I bring the claws down on his head, impaling them straight through his skull. He lets out one last pathetic gurgle as I strike his brain, freezing up, before falling limp. The claws retract, dripping with blood and brain matter. “You were never of any real use to me anyway.”

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oralmisery · 8 months ago

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Horny for Horsepower

written for @steddiesmuttyseptember

[ complete fic on ao3 ]

Rating: E | WC: 2511 | tags: Fluff and Smut, Fluff and Humor, Crack, Steve is a car, Sex with a Car, Masturbation

Week two prompt: Backseat

Steve is a transformer and Eddie is the mechanic in love with him. Dustin accidentally spills soda all over Steve’s backseat and Eddie has to clean it up. In spite of Eddie's best efforts the sticky situation only gets stickier.

(in which Steve IS the backseat)

From his crouched position on the ground, Eddie shifted to the right, barely avoiding the car door that swung open. He wobbled in place and stuck a hand out to regain his balance. His hand smacked into the car's exterior, where he was scrubbing with a soapy sponge.

“Hey! I wasn't even close to scratching your paint, this stuff is sticky, Dude. It's gonna take some elbow grease to get it out”, Eddie said. He swiped a forearm over his face, not sure if he's getting sweat or suds, but wanting to stop the trickle of moisture from getting in his eyes either way.

The door slammed shut in a huff but didn't move again when Eddie continued his scrubbing, notably with more care this time.

The 1983 733i maroon BMW was by far the most unique car Eddie had on the lot. The competition wasn’t steep, considering Munson Mechanic was a repair shop and junkyard in one. Most of the rusted cars around them were missing doors, side mirrors, engines, and decidedly not fit for the road. But, even if every hunk of junk on the property was in mint condition there would still be no competition. No, the maroon beamer was exceptional because it was actually a he . An alien–part of a race of autonomous robotic organisms that were hiding on earth disguised as human vehicles. And his name was Steve.

Eddie sighed, “Ya know, this would be easier if we went to a car wash”.

The car’s radio turned on, 𝅘𝅥𝅮 shot through the heart and you're to blame 𝅘𝅥𝅮

“Okay! okay! drama queen”, Eddie said with a laugh. “I'll spend my afternoon handwashing you”.

𝅘𝅥𝅮 You're the best around, Nothing's gonna ever keep you down 𝅘𝅥𝅮

“That's more patronizing than encouraging”, Eddie muttered. He swiped the last of the dark residue from Steve’s sparkling maroon. “They don't do interiors anyways, and, ah, Dustin really got it everywhere in there”. Eddie looked into the backseat where soda was lazily dripping from the ceiling and drying on the leather seats.

Steve opened and shut all his doors in a synchronized angry click. Eddie was reminded of a kid stomping their foot.

“ I know , but he swore he didn't know Lucas shook it up before he handed it to him so it's not really his fault”.

Steve honked but Eddie knew the car wasn't actually mad, just like Eddie wasn't that annoyed cleaning up the mess.

Steve loved the kids, he just had a grumpy way of showing it. Like, locking the doors on them when they tried to get in but driving them around the entirety of Hawkins anyways. Steve almost drove them into a ditch running down Billy Hargrove when he threatened the kids, but wouldn't move an inch until everyone's seat belts were fastened. Even this afternoon when Dustin doused the entire backseat and whatever got out the open window with an exploding can of grape soda, Steve still drove him home and did not start back up until the kid was safely in his house. He did pretend to run over the young teen’s foot but Eddie knew Steve wasn't even close, no matter what Dustin said.

Eddie grabbed a clean towel from the stack of cleaning supplies next to him and opened the back door wide. Steve started playing the only station that played metal. Truly a softie.

“Alright Stevie, let's get you shiny and new again”.

Steve rocked side to side, in anticipation or impatience Eddie can't tell. Maybe both.

Eddie started wiping down the wet areas. He mopped up the ceiling and the puddle on the floor first. He then used both hands to drag the towel along the grooves of the leather seats, digging in with his fingers to get every seam.

The radio cut out with static then stuttered back on.

“You okay?” Eddie asked, surprised, looking toward the dash.

Steve’s fuel gauge needle shot to FULL, meaning yes. A system Eddie had proposed when he and Steve first met.

“Okay…” Eddie said. Maybe Steve was more upset about being dirty than Eddie thought.

Eddie continued his movements, trying to be thorough. Steve was high maintenance at times. He’d let Eddie know, promptly and loudly , if he needed an oil change or his tire pressure was low and he refused anything but premium grade gasoline. Eddie honestly didn't mind that Steve was kind of a brat. He liked spoiling the automobile.

Finished getting all the wet soda, Eddie threw aside the ruined towel and grabbed a fresh one to dunk in the bucket of soapy water. Eddie got down on his knees on the ground beside Steve’s open door, bent over and with hard, fast motions started scrubbing the shit out of the carpeted floors.

Steve honked. A quick, seemingly accidental beep.

“Dude, are you sure you're okay?”, Eddie asked again. He paused and sat back on his heels, starting to worry.

Steve’s fuel needle jumped back and forth a few times before shakily landing on FULL.

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#steddie smutty september #steddie event #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #writing prompt #stranger things #ao3

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still-not-over-transformers · 2 years ago

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hi! May I request a GN!human Reader x TFA!Swindle,

maybe reader and swindle make some sort of deal with each other (but swindle being swindle) is the one who gets the better end of the deal.

A Mutually Beneficial Partnership

TFA Swindle x GN Human Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1000+

You were nervous as you stood outside a large warehouse on a pier, waiting amongst a group of other people. This would be the first time you had ever personally attended a black market weapons auction, as you normally had your assistant Steve go in your place and represent you. Well, Steve got arrested for tax fraud and now you were stuck here amongst various shady and unsavory individuals you preferred to avoid.

You specialized in acquiring illegal merchandize, primarily weaponry, and selling it online through the dark web for maximum profit. Currently the hot items were anything Cybertronian, especially weapons. Ever since those autobots arrived on Earth, acquiring and selling Cybertronian items became very lucrative, but you knew how to be careful. Security opened the large garage-like door to the storage unit, allowing all attendees to enter in single-file, each “guest” being searched for weapons upon entry.

As you finally entered the venue, you found your seat and waited until the auction began. After the auctioneer graced the stage, multiple black market items began to circulate on and off the stage, many attendees shouting out their bids. Almost as soon as the first Cybertronian item, a null ray, appeared on stage the room was illuminated by bright spotlights. Aggressive voices resounded from loudspeakers held by Officer Fanzone, “EVERYONE PUT YOUR HANDS UP! YOU ARE ALL UNDER ARREST FOR PARTICIPATING IN THE ILLEGAL SALE OF CYBERTRONIAN WEAPONRY.” Various Detroit P.D. officers burst into the venue, followed by none other than Optimus Prime, sending everyone into a panicked frenzy.

Instead of heading for one of the exits like the other attendees, you made a beeline for the stage entrance, sneaking past the gaze of the officers. You made your way backstage and eventually found your way to the storage area where the illegal items were housed. As you attempted to find an escape route, you heard footsteps not far behind you. As you panicked, you spotted an unattended S.U.V./Jeep vehicle. You rush towards the vehicle and pull on the door handle and quickly climb inside, hoping to hide.

To your horror, the exit doors of the building open up allowing a flood of Detroit P.D. officers inside. Suddenly the engine turns on, and the vehicle peels towards the exit, forcing the officers to dive out of the way. In the passenger seat, you start to freak out as you’re taken on a terrifying ride via a self-driving car.

After what felt like a lifetime, the vehicle finally came to a stop after reaching a rural and isolated area away from the warehouse. The passenger door opens and you bolt out of the vehicle, adrenaline coursing through your veins.

Suddenly the vehicle before you transformed into a massive robot. No, a Decepticon, you thought as you recognized the purple insignia on the robot. The Decepticon, Swindle, looked down at (Y/N), “Well, if this isn’t an unexpected situation we have here. That was a close call with the police and Optimus Prime of all things.”

You were in shock, but you were also upset at this situation you were now in. You shouted up at Swindle, “Unexpected situation? You’re the one who kidnapped me!”

Raising an optic ridge at (Y/N), Swindle leans downwards to get a closer look, “Well pardon the intrusion, but you were the one who tried to use me to hide. Not to mention, I graciously helped you escape. Otherwise you’d most likely be in a prison cell, hm?”

You froze, surprised by both the nerve and wit of this Decepticon, and the fact that you hadn’t been blasted to smithereens yet. Hesitantly you spoke, “Okay you have a point… Thank you?”

“HEYY, think of it as an investment towards a future partnership!” Swindle gestures towards you. “Now, what is a human like you doing attending a black market auction for Cybertronian weapons? You don’t look the type if I’m being honest,” he notices your attire lacked the usual ‘shady’ vibe most humans dawned at such criminal events.

You were hesitant to divulge any of your personal information to a Decepticon, but you had no idea what he would do if you weren’t cooperative. “This was my first time going to one of these things. Normally I hire someone to attend for me, but my usual go-to was compromised so I had to cut ties and go myself.”

Swindle is intrigued by your response, a smirk creeping across his face as he senses a potential opportunity before him to gain a human puppet *ahem* partner… He flashed an optimistic and charming smile, “You know, I’m actually looking for a partner myself. Perhaps you and I could… make a deal? Form a sort of… mutually beneficial relationship? Professionally speaking, of course.”

Being in a tight spot yourself, you entertained the idea. After all, when would you get such an opportunity again? A Cybertronian business partner could provide certain advantages which your competitors surely lacked. “And what exactly do you propose?” you asked curiously, wondering what sort of arrangement you’d be getting yourself into.

“Nothing unreasonable or too risky. You’d be attending more of these events, and you’ll spot the merchandise. Relay what you see back to me, and I’ll tell you which items are worth the most. And depending if we’re short on funds, you let me in the back and we’ll slip out with the merchandise and be out of there before anyone knows what hit em.”

After weighing the pros and cons, you give your answer, “Decepticon, I think you have a deal” extending your hand towards him.

Swindle struggles to keep his smile genuine as you agree, “The name’s Swindle, and you, my new business partner?”

“Y/N. I suppose this will be a rather interesting partnership,” you replied, a nervous smile on your face. A smug look crossed Swindle’s faceplate before he transformed into his alt-mode and opened the door for you. A very interesting partnership… his thoughts were dubious to say the least as the two of you drove away.

#transformers #decepticons #transformers animated insert #transformers animated #transformers animated swindle #transformers swindle #transformers reader insert #transformers x reader #transformers oneshot #transformers animated oneshot #tfa swindle #tfa x reader

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technoarcanist · 4 months ago

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If you were a transformer what would you transform into?

>> Hi there Leem! Thank you so much for this ask! I have given it an awful lot of thought, and I hope you enjoy my answer. >> So, there are three angles I will be answering this from, all within a similar theme, but all with varying levels of limitation: 1. Real Earth Vehicles Only 2. Hypothetical Earth Vehicle 3. Cybertronian Vehicle >> In terms of overall themes, I picture my Transformers role as a Logistics, Transport and Technology specialist, carrying extra weapons, vehicles and smaller bots, or even just raw energon if needed. I would also have an array of technological equipment that provides backline support, and scouting potential. A flying vehicle with cargo space, for sure. In vehicle form, it will be a VTOL style aircraft with a lot of cargo space. While large in vehicle size, the empty space of the cargo hold will mean that I will still be a fairly average sized bot in robot form.

>> If we are picking only from the pool of real earth vehicles, I would have to go for the Bell Boeing V-22 Osprey. I love the way it looks, the way its wings turn and unfold, the way its VTOL capabilities work, with the rotating propeller engines.

>> Expanding this concept out to hypothetical earthlike air vehicles, some form of in-wing ducted fan design would look super cool, ones that can rotate. The below image gives a vague outline of what I envision, only with more cargo room, maybe closer in shape to the Marvel Quinjet. This version would be faster, with auxiliary rear jets for extra forwards propulsion.

>> Finally, the cybertronian form, going full in on the sci fi, we're looking at a similar shape and design, but the VTOL turbofans have been replaced with more Sci-Fi Hover rings. The below image shows the sort I am picturing,t hough the below image also has a much skinnier hull than the form I would take. Picture the below image,b ut with a much bulkier body, and more wing surrounding the hover rings, and two sci fi plasma jets at the back.

>> In regards to how these would translate to the robot form, the rear tailwings and rear hull would fold down and split to form the feet, with jets at the ankles where applicable. The wings would become the arms, with the propellors/hover rings sticking up at the shoulders, allowing for basic robot-form flight. The main hull would naturally fold in on itself into a feminine torso, with the glass cockpit on the chest. >> But, of course, the real question is if I'd be Autobot or Decepticon. To that, I am uncertain! I'll see what both sides have to offer [:3]. In terms of names, maybe something like Skylift, Dropwing, or something like that! >> Thank you so much for this ask! It was super fun to speculate and think about it. I hope this gives you all the info you were looking for <3

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axicallian · 4 months ago

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Starstruck [Ninjago x Male Reader]- Pirates vs Ninja

Zane awoke surprisingly warm. It took him a moment to realize why; M/n was cuddled into him, their bodies held together with tangled sheets. Although the Nindroid jolted in surprise they stayed still in order to not wake up the dragon. His stomach fluttered and his face grew warm at feeling the purring of his slumbering friend. Their hands began combing through M/n's beautiful H/C hair almost involuntarily.

When the dragon's eyes opened just enough to peek at the robot both their faces lit up with blush. Zane quickly retracted his hand, muttering a quiet 'sorry'. Instead of responding M/n just smiled sweetly, still purring, and gently grabbed their hand. "Good morning, Zane," He whispered, his shining eyes never leaving Zane's blue ones. The Nindroid's brain and heart went crazy trying to process his situation. Finally he managed to squeak out, "Morning."

Zane watch as his bed mate climbed out from the comfortable covers to start his day, tail and ears flicking as he stretched. All the Nindroid could do was watch and wish he could communicate his feelings to the dragon.

Kai observed Lloyd as he attacked their punching bag while the former steadied it, shouting childish things. "Good, keep it up," The red-clad ninja complimented.

Their apartment had been fixed up and redecorated, as the seemingly had more money than they had originally thought. They took priority to buy training utilities for Lloyd but were able to afford to replace the leaking fridge, repaint the dull walls, fix the leaky pipes, replace the sad lighting, and buy a standing shelf for storage. M/n was just happy his effort didn't go to waste.

"Ha! Fists of fury! You can't even see 'em move, I'm so fast! Ha!" The boy narrated as he struck the equipment.

"Save the gloating," Lloyd paused to listen to the hothead, "It can only be used against you by your enemy."

"Oh, please. I'm ready to face whatever you throw at me," The boys gives a strong kick to the punching bag which pushed Kai away from it.

"Whoa, grasshopper. You're not even ready to face my pinky toe," He said, repeating the words that Master Wu had said to him when they first met.

Sensei Wu smiled, recognizing that Kai had taken those words to heart, "I see the student has become the teacher. You will learn fast, Lloyd, with lessons from the four ninja and M/n." The old man was sat on the ground drinking tea while the other ninja stood in the corner adorning strange accessories. Zane was wearing a pink apron, Cole had a metal pot resting on his head, and Jay held a wooden spoon in his hands.

"Great, now that lesson is over, how about some target practice.. on Kai?" Cole suggested teasingly as he pushed the drooping pot back onto his head. Kai's smile dropped at the thought of being used for target practice.

"You'll each get your turn, but first, I don't want you to be late for your next lesson with Nya and M/n," Wu assured to the Fire Ninja's relief.

"But when will I learn Spinjitzu?" The blonde boy whined.

"Patience. It will only be unlocked when the key is ready to be found," Master Wu answered vaguely.

Lloyd groaned, unsatisfied with the answer but left to learn with Nya and M/n anyway.

"Ha, sounds familiar?" Cole teased, smirking at Kai.

"I wasn't that whiny," The spiky-haired brunette defended.

"No, you were worse," Zane joked which made the room fill with laughter.

Lloyd made his way onto the roof where Nya and M/n, in his dragon form, stood. "You need to learn how to communicate with M/n while you're riding him in his dragon form. All of the other ninja have vehicles, so he's your mode of transportation," Nya explained while rubbing the dragon's snout.

"But I don't know how to communicate with him," Lloyd pointed out.

"It's all in the body language, You just have to let him know what your body language means," Nya instructed while M/n raised his head from the girl's touch and transformed back into a humanoid.

"We can work on it later," assured the hybrid as he ruffled the child's hair. "For now Sensei wants us to search for a place with more equipment for you to use in training."

"It's time we search Ninjago City for a more suitable place to train Lloyd," Master Wu announced to his students who all stood on the sidewalk in front of him.

"But Sensei, Ninjago City is huge. It'll take us all day to find it on foot," Jay whined.

"And without our Golden Weapons, we have no Spinjitzu vehicles. How are we going to get around town?" Zane complained more elegantly than his blue counterpart.

"You'll learn to travel with these," the old man shows the group a golden coin with a square hole in the middle. His students, wearing confused expressions, crowded him to get a good look.

"What are those?" Cole inquired.

"They can transport you anywhere you want to go in the city," Wu explained dramatically, causing M/n to roll his eyes.

"Like a magic portal?" The ravenette asked with excitement.

"Ooh! Or a Spinjitzu vortex?" Jay suggested hyperactively.

"Guys, it's just a bus token," M/n stated blatantly. The group's faces dropped and Wu let out a small chuckle.

The ninja and Wu exited the bus in front of a small building with a sign that read "Grand Sensei Dareths Mojo Dojo". M/n, who used his wings to search the city more quickly, had found the building and informed his teammates about it.

"This is the place you found?" Cole asked to which the dragon gave a nod.

"It's better than our dumpy apartment," Jay commented, following Cole through the door.

Upon entering they were greeted with tan walls and brown support beams. There were shiny, bronze trophies on display and a doorway with beads dangling from the top. Through the doorway walked a man clad in a brown gi and exuberant hair. "Welcome to Grand Sensei Dareth's Mojo Dojo," He announced dramatically, "I am Grand Sensei Dareth, and I Dareth you to join my dojo." He then stood on one foot making claws with his hands as he let out a "Heeya!".

The group shared an awkward glance before the man jumped around and made more noises which reminded M/n of a certain Lightning Master. Dareth's antic stopped when he got himself tangled in the beaded walkway.

After squirming his way out of the beads he walked over to his shelf of awards, "Face the wall of karate trophies. If you look closely, my name is on all of them," He looked at his reflection in the coating of a bronze cup, "That is because I am a highly skilled karate machine."

"Look, Dareth, we're wondering if we could share your dojo," M/n asked stepping forward from the group.

"We've been put in charge of training this little guy to become the greatest ninja in all of Ninjago," Kai announced referring to Lloyd by putting his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Not possible, for I am the greatest in the land," Dareth bragged, "How many trophies do you have?"

"Look, pal, we're the guys that just saved the city from that giant snake," Jay argued with his arms crossed frustratedly.

"Ha! Am I looking at Lord Garmadon? Because unless I'm stupid, and I'm not, Lord Garmadon and a dragon destroyed the Devourer," The dojo owner sassed while the group gave M/n a stare, upset with the fact that he got credit and they didn't. The dragon only responded with a shrug, not caring who got the credit.

"Hehe.. That's been a huge misunderstanding. Actually, we were the ones who dest—" The Lightning Ninja tried to reason with the middle-aged man.

"I'll let you train here but only on one condition," Dareth interrupted in a dramatic voice, "You can defeat me. If you succeed, we will share the dojo." He suddenly posed and sassily put his hand on his hip, "That's right. I, Grand Sensei Dareth, master of all animal fighting styles, challenge one of you to a battle." He got on all fours, "I know the tiger," and let out a strange roar, sounding more like a snort. "The python," he waved his arms around. "Penguin," he put his hands to his sides and squawked.

Kai, tired of the man's childish behavior, simply began spinning and used his swift Spinjitzu to throw Dareth, who was screaming like a monkey, to the ground.

"How did you—" He started.

"You might know animals, but we know Spinjitzu," Kai smirked.

Dareth, getting off the ground, said with newfound respect, "You can train in my dojo anytime."

M/n stood next to Zane, watching Jay teach Lloyd about agility and balance. Cole stacked wood planks, ready for his turn to train the Green Ninja after Jay.

"When you strike with your fists, concentrate. You may be small, but you're strong, "The Earth Ninja instructed.

The boy put his hands together, concentrating his strength. He jumped and brought his fist down on the wood, not only breaking the table but shaking the entire dojo. Sensei Wu sat calmly in the corner while the ninja were thrown back. Kai ended up with his back against the trophy table, Zane was thrown onto his back, Jay was leaned up against the agility training equipment, Cole was dangling from the punching bag, and M/n had been scared onto the rafters.

"That was the power of the Staff of Quakes. And you did it without the Golden Weapon!" Jay exclaimed, Lloyd looking at his hands in disbelief.

"That must be why you have the potential to be the greatest ninja. You can harness all of the Elemental Powers," The Nindroid observed.

"Really? Cool," They boy smiled with pride.

"With this power, you must be careful," Wu warned ominously, causing Lloyd's smile to drop, "You must control it before it controls you."

M/n put his hand on the boy's back and smiled to silently reassure him. Lloyd smiled back gratefully and gently grabbed the dragon's hand for comfort.

Dareth strutted through the beads dangling from the door frame with two kids carrying more wooden boards at his heels, "I have to admit, not bad for a kid. But instead of ten boards, how about fifty? Stack 'em, boys." The kids piled the board on two cinderblocks at his command.

Everyone else shared an awkward glace. "And perhaps if I, Grand Sensei Dareth, can break through them all, you will allow me to join your team and become.." He dramatically turned around now wearing a brown ninja hood to match his gi, "the Brown Ninja!"

Jay snickered, "The Brown Ninja? You gotta be joking!"

"This is embarrassing," M/n sighed.

"Sorry, pal. Club's already full," Cole tried to let him down softly.

"Okay, okay. Then maybe this demonstration of my superhuman strength may persuade you," He wobbled, posing with a leg in the air, "Jeffy, Phil, are we ready?"

The two kids, Jeffy and Phil, replied in sync while bowing "Yes, Grand Sensei Dareth."

"Observe. I call upon the greatest animal to give me strength.." The middle aged man narrated as he spun around, "the Dragon." M/n cringed from second hand embarrassment as he heard the man's sentence and everyone gave him a slight glance. Dareth hit the boards with his hand but not even one of them broke. There was silence for about 3 seconds until he yelped in pain and cradled his hand. The room exploded with laughter as Dareth continued to whine over his throbbing hand.

As the ninja and M/n exit they dojo they catch sight of a flying ship, suspiciously similar to the bounty, causing chaos in the city.

Jay points at the vehicle, "Hey, that's our ship!"

"But pirates?" Lloyd asked at seeing the occupants of the ship.

"Pirates haven't been around for centuries," M/n commented, confused.

"I sense Lord Garmadon is somehow behind this," Zane monotonously mentioned.

"How are we gonna follow them?" The blonde boy inquires.

Kai reveals a bus token gifted by Wu, "Perhaps this can be of some use." Conveniently a bus pulled up next to them and the group boarded. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but follow that ship!" He commands the driver as he deposits the coin.

The bus sped off and the ninja pulled on their hoods while M/n stretched his wings. "I don't like the kid coming along. It's too dangerous," Kai worried.

"Please, please, please. I'll be super good," Lloyd pleaded with his hands clasped together.

Zane shook his head, "The powers inside you are still too great, too uncontrollable."

"One of these days you'll be able to join us. Sorry kid," Cole promised causing Lloyd to sit in a bus seat with his arms crossed.

"I'll make sure he's safe, you guys pursue the ship," M/n suggests, sneakily winking at the boy. He knew it could be dangerous but if the kid never got any experience he wouldn't learn, plus he can ensure the Green Ninja's safety.

The ninja nod their heads in agreement and make their way to the roof of the speeding vehicle. Kai grabbed at the anchor swinging from the ship but was almost throw off when the bus came to a sudden stop to avoid an elderly woman in the road.

"Come on, people. We're trying to save the city here!" Jay complained instead of actually helping.

She slowly made her way across the crosswalk, M/n getting annoyed and simply helping her cross.

"Thanks M/n!" Cole shouted as the bus began moving again.

Eventually the dragon dismounted the bus with Lloyd in his arms, waving at the ninja as they continued after the pirates.

"M/n?" The boy's small, meek voice called from the boy's head, cuddled into the crook of M/n's neck, "Are you gonna make me stay?"

"Hm.." The dragon feigned thought, "I think you could use some training on actual targets." He grinned mischievously as Lloyd turned his head in surprise.

"But how are we gonna get up there?" The boy looked up at the ship hovering above the city.

M/n shifted Lloyd from his side to clinging to his back, "Hang on," he said as his body began the familiar process of shapeshifting.

The young Green Ninja whooped, feeling the wind on his face while he sat atop M/n's back. At seeing a tied-up Dareth be thrown off the ship's plank the dragon quickly swooped to save the him. When the brown-clad man realized he was no longer falling he screamed, "I called the Dragon. I-I called the Dragon!" while manically laughing. M/n, quite annoyed, gave a snort and grumble.

The ninja were engaging in battle with the pirates when M/n and Lloyd returned from bringing Dareth begrudgingly to safety. "Bring me in close!" the boy yelled loudly, now he knew what Nya meant by using body language to communicate. The hybrid flew in close to let Lloyd dismount from the ship before letting himself return to a humanoid form to join the fight.

"Ninja, go!" Lloyd yelled as he tackled the pirate Zane was attacking, also hitting the Nindroid on accident.

"Pirate, go!" His opponent mocked ready to slice the boy. M/n picked up the Green Ninja and used his wings to dodge the attack then, while holding Lloyd with one hand, slashed the pirate with the claws on his free hand.

" Lloyd! You're not supposed to be here!" Kai called angrily.

M/n landed on the deck and released the boy, retorting, "I brought him! He needs practice and I promised to protect him."

With his crew, Captain Soto was backed into a corner by the five ninja and the dragon hybrid. Lloyd summoned a large circle of energy, throwing it toward the pirates while Kai protested, "Lloyd! Don't! Your powers are too uncontrollable!" When the energy dispersed it managed to knock loose the mast, which fell on top of the ninja and M/n.

Captain Soto stood above the group, pointing his sword at them, "You lose, pajama people and.." he paused trying to determine what M/n was, "..demon man?"

Instead of replying or correcting the pirate the dragon mustered his strength to transform once again, his large dragon body lifting the mast to free his comrades. The crew watched in disbelief before attempting to flee. All of the pirates were taken out simply with a swipe of M/n's claw or tail.

"Who wins between pirates and ninja? It's dragons!" Cole cheered.

M/n transformed back now that his friends were safe and the pirates were defeated. His head was foggy and vision blurry because this was the first his he had ever shifted twice in such a short time span.

"Are you alright M/n?" the Earth Ninja inquired, approaching the dragon. "Your nose is bleeding," He worriedly observed. The exhausted hybrid simply collapsed into his arms. "Zane!" Cole called in surprise.

The Nindroid rushed over and his heart fluttered at the sight, not only from worry but from the gentle way Cole's muscular arms cradled M/n's fragile body. After recomposing himself Zane managed, " He appears to have fainted from exhaustion," which made Cole breath a sigh of relief.

The ninja returned M/n to their apartment to rest while the police managed to deal with the pirates which mysteriously appeared. "Good work," one of the officers complimented.

"Don't forget to include this guy," Kai teased, rubbing Lloyd's head.

"That your ship?" the officer pointed toward the repainted bounty.

"It sure is," Jay confirmed with an excited smile.

Suddenly the engines started up, raising the ship into the air. Garmadon appeared over the railing with his army of Serpentine. "Sorry, you snooze, you lose," He jeered.

"Lord Garmadon!" Kai cursed.

"Dad!" Lloyd called

"You're becoming stronger, son, but you'll never be strong enough to defeat me. Give up, before it's too late," the oni demanded. Instead on answering Lloyd stood firm with the ninja which made his father scowl. "Have it your way. Another day, ninja. Another day."

"Ah, great. Lord Garmadon is back, and now he's got our ship," Jay complained with a sassy hand resting on his hip.

"Well, at least we've got this little guy," Cole smiled, watching as Garmadon flew away in their ship.

Dareth approached the group from behind, grabbing Jay with the intention of scaring him. The Lightning Ninja threw the man over his shoulder in retaliation. "Oh, come on, guys. I Dareth you to forgive me," he joked causing the group to laugh.

#ninjago #ninjago zane #zane julien #lego ninjago #cole brookstone #kai smith #lavashipping #lloyd garmadon #male reader #ninjago cole #cole x male reader #x male reader #zane x male reader #kai x male reader #reader insert #rewrite #oppositeshipping

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obsidiancreates · 9 months ago

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Out Of The Shadows and Into The Neon (Part 12)

“For the last time, Mikey, I’m not putting a cottage cheese monster in our comic!” Raph pulls the paper away from his little brother.

“But Raaaaaph!”

“No! It’s totally lame!”

“Not as lame as a big bug!”

“Hey, bugs are dangerous! Remember what your dad said about how the totally-unknown-evil-scientist-guy used mosquitos to make mutants!”

“That’s different!”

“IS NOT!”

“IS TOO!”

“YOU-!” Raph growls, and then closes his eyes. Mikey blinks, and scoots away as Raph times his breathing to calm down. He opens his eyes again and calmly says, “You’re just saying it’s different because you’re mad I’m not putting in the monster.”

Mikey crosses his arms and looks away. “I think it’s cool.”

“... Fine. But you gotta draw him!”

Mikey lights up. “Alright!”

Leo passes a page with a messy drawing of a New York street to Donnie, who starts sketching a vehicle (a sort of modified van) racing down the road. Their styles clash- Leo’s, while still being the uncoordinated style of a child, bears a striking resemblance to traditional Japanese painting styles. Donnie’s, however, shows that he clearly draws for Blueprints more often than he does for Fun. When he finishes up the sketch he passes the page to Raph who, with a skill that’s extremely impressive for a 10-year-old, adds in two figures in the little windshield and two crouched on top of the van. Finally Raph passes the page to Mikey, who gleefully and not-quite-as-skillfully adds in his monster.

“This can be a dream,” Leo says, watching Mikey work a white crayon down to naught but a nub. “And then we– I mean, they, can… um…”

“Fight alien robots?” Mikey looks at Leo with wide, watery eyes, clasping his hands together. “I had a dream we fought alien robots! Just like our dads!”

“Hey, I dreamt that too.” Donnie looks down and starts sketching. “And they all talked funny.”

“Talked stupid.” Raph leans over Donnie’s shoulder. “Lemme add the brain thing in the middle.”

“What about ninjas?” Leo looks through the papers, and holds up a drawing he did before they all agreed to make One Big Comic together. “Robot ninjas!”

Mikey gasps, eyes sparkling. “How about both?!”

“No way they can fight both!” Donnie looks at the one finished page, the four small totally-not-self-insert figures facing off against the cottage cheese monster. “That’s way too many bad guys!”

“Nuh-uh!” Mikey springs up and does a backflip, landing in a defensive stance. “They can totally do it!”

“The numbers are totally against them!” Donnie chews on the end of his pencil. “... Unless… we give them friends?”

Raph smirks. “You just wanna add your imaginary friend in.”

“Well she was in my dream about the alien robots anyway!”

“How about we can all add one friend for them in?” Leo flips the page with the robot ninja over and starts drawing. “I’m going to give them a wise sensei.”

“Fine. Then, I’m giving the coolest possible human friend ever.” Raph starts his own design. “If Auntie Cass and Uncle Casey were one person!”

“Then I’m adding in Leatherhead!” Mikey gets to work, the drawing coming easily, as he’s drawn the character dozens of times before.

Donnie just sticks his tongue out as he draws a red-haired human girl.

Mikey laughs and kicks his feet in the air. “This comic is gonna be awesome!”

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Draxum sits, stewing, as Angelo delicately places the last band-aid on his forehead. Angelo chuckles and taps the cartoon unicorn on it for good luck, then slides away.

“Maybe next time you will call instead of dropping into our sewers unannounced,” Splints says with barely-hidden amusement.

“Maybe next time you will not leave four rocket-powered skateboards blasting around your sewers!” Draxum snips back.

“Hey! Enough fighting for the day. Raphie’s taking a nap.” Raphie is, indeed, taking a nap on his giant beanbag, his mask turned backwards to cover his eyes. He has truly become A Dad.

“It would also have been nice to know my grandson is grounded from our chemistry lessons before I made my way here.” Draxum glares at Donald, ignoring Raphie’s demand for peace.

“Of course, let me just install a ‘Grounded Alert’ on your phone so you know every time he is unable to make it!” Donald says, tossing his arms up and rolling his eyes. He pauses, and holds his hand out. “I did mean that, actually, let me install that while you’re here.”

Draxum hands over his phone, and Donald gets to work. “I think it’s ridiculous you grounded your boys for being warriors.”

“For doing everything we told them not to,” Leon says, rubbing his eyes. “You know, no offense Barry, but I hate when you weigh in on our parenting decisions. … On second thought, full offense.”

Draxum shrugs, pursing his lips. Unbothered. “Perhaps I’d have less to say if you agreed on sending them to my school.”

“For the last time, it’s not happening! We dealt with enough weird mystic lunchroom situations when April went to school there!”

“I have it under control! Joseph is a fine young meat-man now!”

“Not! Happening!”

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“Okay, now draw my character going like, h-wahhhhhh!” Mikey demonstrates with several flips, landing with a chop. “And then, HYAH!” He pretends to whip his ‘chuck chains around Raph’s legs and pull.

“I’m adding one or the other, not both!”

“Then add the flips! Nothing beats backflips.”

Donnie pauses coloring in the graffiti on the buildings. “Why do I feel like we’ve had this conversation before?”

Mikey shrugs. “Because… backflips are awesome?”

Leo passes Donnie another finished background page. “I get that a lot too. Feeling like we talked about or did something before.”

“Done something,” Donnie absently corrects. “It’s called Deja Vu. … Maybe it comes from whatever our Ninpos will be?”

“Wait, you think we’ll get those?” Raph passes his page to Mikey so Mikey can add the bad guys. “But we aren’t, you know. Blood.”

“But we are Hamato, aren’t we?” Donnie takes the time to draw in his added character, the human girl. He’s calling her Red. He adds yellow waves of power around her. “And it’s a spiritual thing. Not really a DNA thing.”

“How do you know?” Mikey licks a lollipop and uses it as ‘glue’ to stick the new page to the rest of them.

“... I guess I don’t.” Donnie sits up, putting his hands on his head. “I don’t! Guys… I’ve never looked at our DNA!”

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“They are warriors!”

“They’re kids!” Angelo puts his hands on his hips and uses his powers to rise above Draxum and glare down at him.

“They’re their father’s sons,” Draxum argues back. “Carrying on a great legacy of battle and triumph, from all sides of their creations! … Except the turtle part, I guess.”

Raphie sits up, twists his mask back around normally. “They’re not ‘their father’s sons’ in terms of power, Barry! We did what we did because you designed us to be weapons! They weren’t made for that!”

“We don’t know what they were made for!” Draxum pulls a stone out of his apron, and it levitates up and breaks apart. It shows a strand of DNA, unlike any DNA elsewhere in the world. “A decade has gone by and we still have yet to even begin to discover what substance created them! Perhaps this drive for battle is something natural, ingrained, and repressing it will only harm them!”

Donald smacks the stone onto the ground, much to Draxum’s shock and appall. “Or perhaps you are just as stuck in your, warring warrior scientist past, as we all worried you’d be!”

“It’s hard not to harken back to it when it seems to continue being relevant!”

“ENOUGH!” Splinter jumps up, breaking the eyelines of his family’s intense stares. All eyes follow him back down to the floor as he lands on his butt and hops onto his feet. “Draxum! If you want more time with your grandsons, just say so.”

Leon laughs. “Okay Pops, cute theory but– huh?”

Draxum stands, sagging with his eyes watering and lip quivering. He quickly wipes his eyes with a mystic vine. “They are trying to become warriors and I haven’t been a part of it yet. Even if I was… on the wrong side of things, as your four grew into your potentials, I was still there to see it happen.”

“But… Donnie has weekly lessons with you.” Donald checks the calendar in his wristpad.

“That is one grandson of four, and it is not battle.”

Angelo blinks, and lowers back to the ground. “Guys… he’s right. And maybe not just about him.” Angelo looks around. “When was the last time we shook things up? Had any one-on-one time with the boys who weren’t our own sons?”

Everyone considers– and slowly grows horrified to realize it’s all been Group Activities or Sons Only time for years now.

“No wonder they’re acting out!” Raphie hits his fist into his palm. “Remember what all those parenting books said? Enrichment, and wide social circles! We need to spend more time with our nephews doin’ stuff we don’t do as dads!” He side-eyes Draxum. “And, grandpas too, I guess.”

Draxum grins. Not without an edge to it. “Perhaps I could borrow the boys for a lesson on the basics of mystic weaponry?”

“Aw, Barry. It’s sweet that you care.” Angelo wraps an arm around Draxum’s shoulders– and then tightens it, smiling with dead eyes. “But if you take our boys near any armories, a visit from Dr. Delicate Touch will seem like a reprieve from pain.”

Draxum swallows as Angelo slips away. “Maybe just a visit to the Hidden City’s best sights, then. … The ones that are willing to welcome me.”

“And we can all plan something with our nephews.” Raphie looks around. “Like uh… Angelo can take Raph wall-painting!”

“And… Leon can take Mikey out for some basketball!” Angelo tosses a ball to his brother.

Leon watches it and smoothly transitions into a dribble. “And maybe Donald can take Leo out to an Observatory!”

“And Raph can take Donnie out to… hmm.” Donald pauses, a robotic arm scratching his head while he thinks.

“I can take Donnie out for some wrestling or something!” Raphie scoops Donald up and gives him a gentle noogie.

Draxum raises an eyebrow. “Are these not activities you can do as fathers as well as uncles?”

“I mean… we sort of stay in our lanes.” Leon tosses the basketball from hand to hand. “We’ve all got our thing.”

“Doesn’t sound so well-rounded to me,” Draxum mumbles.

“Barry? Again, no hay comentarios sobre cómo los criamos. Got it?”

“Not even slightly.”

“He means shut your mouth on our parenting skills. They’re for us to agonize over and question if we’re doing right, not you.” Raphie pulls out his phone and starts scrolling. “Maybe there’s some kinda scientist wrestler I can take Donnie to see!”

“And I know the perfect building for Raph to decorate with me!”

“I am so busting out my signed basketball to play with Mikey!”

“I bet I could take control of the observatory telescope to show Leo WHATEVER HE WANTS TO SEE IN SPACE!”

Splinter reaches up and pats Draxum on the calf. “Perhaps your visits are not all bad after all.”

Draxum frowns.

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The four boys all stare down at the drawing.

“I dunno why I drew it.” Mikey sniffles. “Or why it’s so…”

Raph pulls Leo close as Leo’s breathing picks up. “Erase it, Mikey!”

“It doesn’t look like the stories they told us,” Donnie whispers. “But… it does?”

Raph covers Leo’s wide, unfocused eyes. “I said get rid of it!”

Mikey rolls up the drawing and fumbles around for something to destroy it with– finding a mystic nightlight candle. He taps it to light it up, and puts the paper over it.

The smoke only makes the twisting in their guts worse as Leo lets out a sob.

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The whole living room goes quiet.

Silent.

No-one even breathes.

And then, again.

A soft, muffled sob.

All four fathers and both grandfathers burst into Mikey’s room.

The thin layer of smoke clears away almost instantly with the door open, but the mood does not. Raph is holding Leo protectively, pressing his older brother into his plastron. Mikey is wiping his eyes, shoving all his gray crayons and markers and colored pencils into a box to never be used again. Donnie is leaning over Raph and Leo, rubbing Leo’s back– and for some reason, his leg.

“What happened?” Leon goes to pick Leo up, but Raph won’t let go. So he picks both of them up at once.

“I didn’t mean it!” Mikey cries, hiccuping. “I-I was just drawing villains and-and I drew– I drew–”

“It didn’t look like the stories we heard but it-it was.” Donnie is still reaching up, putting pressure on Leo’s leg. He blinks, looking at his hand, and then takes it away with a confused expression.

“What stories? Has Auntie Cass been telling you scary stories again?” Raphie rubs both Leo’s and Raph’s shells, and they both start to relax. Leo raches up and pulls his dad into an almost choking hug.

Draxum takes in the abandoned gray crayons, the sniffling faces, and the reluctance to say the name. He bends down and picks up the comic, flipping through. His face falls with each page. “... Perhaps… you four were right about them being too young, to be warriors yet.”

“What?” Donald grabs the comic and flips through himself. He stops on one page, the green leaching out of his skin and leaving him almost gray. “Oh.”

“What?! What is–! … Oh, no.” Angelo looks at Mikey, and gets down to the ground to scoop his son and cradle him. “Hey. You guys know you have nothing to fear, right? We beat the big bads.”

Leo’s grip on Leon tightens. “I don’t want him to get you,” Leo whispers.

Leon’s eyes go wide, pupils shrinking. “Leo… he’s gone. We’ve talked about this, he’s gone. For good.”

Leo’s grip doesn’t relax. Leon feels tears on his neck as Leo pulls himself closer and starts to shake.

“Leon.” Raphie looks pale as Donald hops up the comic and points. “I don’t think it’s just about–”

“He got Pop-Pop,” Leo whispers. “He got Pop-Pop and he got me and I-I couldn’t protect anyone and–”

“It’s just a nightmare, Lee.” Leon pushes the comic away without looking at it– he can’t afford to right now. “It’s just a nightmare.”

“I can’t do it, I can’t save everyone–”

“I’ll save everyone.” Raph hugs his brother with a fierce growl. “I’ll save you and Donnie and Mikey and everyone else! Because we’re a team!”

“Dad.” Donnie pulls on Donald’s battleshell. “I-I think Leo is having a panic attack.”

“He– right, he– um, everyone clear out.” Donald picks Donnie up. “Let’s leave Leo to calm down. Uncle Raphie and Uncle Leon have this handled.”

“I’m sorry Leo,” Mikey whimpers as Angelo carries him out. “I promise I’ll never draw The Shredder again.”

#tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #tmnt 2k12 #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt crossover #reincarnated au #fanfic #my attempts at fanfic

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polina-tvorozhok · 1 year ago

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Good day/night ladies and gentlemen and non-binary buddies, today you are being presented more headcannons!

Jin

(TW: religious trauma)

Jin was born into a family of Jehovah's witnesses. Her family was very religious and restrictive.

She didn't have any friends at school because she wasn't allowed to be friends with people who didn't believe in Jehovah as well as because she was getting bullied.

Around the age of 10 she became very interested in robotics, technology and science but she wasn't allowed to get a proper education since her parents wanted her to concentrate on her religious studies.

When Jin was 12 to 13 years old she asked her parents if vehicles also go to paradise, to which they replied that cars don't go anywhere after they die since they are not Jehovah's creation and don't have a soul.

After that she started wondering about the existence oh paradise. "If vehicles can't go to paradise then why should we go? Why should only Jehovah's friends be saved? If I'm a good person but don't believe in him will I go to hell?" Around that time, she realised that she was an atheist.

Until 17 she was secretly studying science and technology.

When she became 17, she refused to get baptised and told her parents about her being atheist. Since that day she was treated like an outsider by her family and the rest of the believers. "Why should I believe in God? You say Jehovah wants what's the best for me but he doesn't let me grow as a person! Why would he reject me for doing something that I like? Why would he reject me for simply wanting to stay alive. Would a little blood turn his devoted follower into a sinner? Besides, look at all those myths. Not so long ago people really believed they were their Gods so it won't be too long until this cult will be considered another myth. Believing in this just doesn't make sense!"

Once she left her family, Jin began her studies for both engineering and operating as around that time she realised she wanted to become a rescuer.

Although she was now free from her parents grip, she still was very awkward around people and didn't have any friends.

At some point her final graduation exam and ceremony would take place in Lemcon. As she was trying to make her way to the hotel two strangers, a human and a car, attacked her.

The car tried to steal her bag as the man wounded Jin in her gut and tried to s*xualy assault her. That's when Poli came to rescue her.

He successfully stopped the two and tried to treat her wound until the ambulance came. The next day when Jin was allowed to leave the hospital, she came to the station to take back her bag. Since Jin was still hurt and was now feeling uncomfortable walking alone Poli offered to walk her to the hotel. He even explained the situations to the manager and paid for her room.

Basically it was the begging of their close friendship. Poli attended Jin's graduation ceremony, which really surprised her as she expected to spend the night alone. Jin was also the reason Poli left Lemcon and joined the rescue team.

Jin and Poli were the first to join the RT and are co-leaders.

Because of her religious trauma she often hyper fixates on her inventions and anything sci-fi

#robocar poli #robocar poli jin #robocar headcannons #robocar poli au #headcannons #tw religious themes #tw religious trauma #tw religion #robocar poli fanart

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Essential Avengers: Avengers West Coast #68: California Screaming!

March, 1991

The Reaper and the Robot Part Four ROBOT HOLOCAUST!

Is that Robby the Robot's silhouette?

Don't do a whole burning, Robby the Robot. Be good.

Also, ay yi yi, not a good time to cover a comic titled California Screaming but when will be?

At least, I can respect the wordplay.

Last times in Avengers West Coast: Grim Reaper came back to life thanks to his voodoo girlfriend and now he stabs people to death to extend his own life. Wonder Man has taken his brother's resurrection hard and believes that the blood of Reaper's victims is on his hands for not being able to stop him.

Wonder Man fucked off from the team for a bit to search for Grim Reaper on his own, mad that the Avengers were prioritizing something else.

The something else was a mysterious crop dusting helicopter coming out at night and also robot farmers. By investigating an abandoned subway tunnel, Hawkeye, Quicksilver, and Tigra discover that Ultron is behind it. Both the crop dusting and the farmers being a plan to turn humanity into robot drones, subservient to Ultron.

The three Avengers were captured and turned into robots which were sent to preemptively stop Dr Pym. The other Avengers managed to stop the Robovengers, with the help of Wonder Man. Dr Pym and Iron Man were able to mostly deroboticize the Robovengers, with a little hex help from Wanda, whose powers have maybe returned.

Also, Grim Reaper joined Ultron.

A lot going on.

But we pick up with the Avengers busting into Ultron's hidden subway lair.

Eh. It's no "we would have words with thee" but then, what is?

Anyway, Ultron isn't here right now. So it's good the Avengers didn't waste a better intro.

All that's in the base is a bunch of the Andrones, the android drones that Ultron turns people into with his roboticizing compound.

And that's why the Avengers are carrying ropes. They don't want to hurt innocent people that have been turned into robots.

(Although, Wonder Man is being unnecessarily rough because he's still preoccupied with his murder brother)

Tigra distracts a group of Andrones by doing a sweet flip overhead and then Quicksilver runs around them and ties them up.

And the other Andrones get similar treatment.

In a particularly cruel twist, Ultron has turned a small child into an Androne, specifically to lull a compassionate person into a trap.

And US Agent is that poor sap that's decided to show his heart only to get kicked in it.

Wonder Man saves him by prying the robo-child off Agent and scolds him for assuming that the Andrones couldn't talk just because they hadn't.

(For example, he should have remembered that the robot farmers talked. Although, I don't remember if they were Andrones or original robots.)

In the robo-child confusion, the Avengers miss one Androne who starts the secret subway base's secret self-destruct sequence, despite Iron Man blasting the control panel as soon as he noticed.

Iron Man orders everyone to grab the tied-up Andrones and gtfo.

US Agent: "You know what I like about the way you give orders, Iron Man? Not a blasted thing!"

Weird time to be a contrary for the sake of contrariness but at least he does grab an Androne and gtfo.

AND OF ALL THINGS, the Avengers find a cop outside the subway tunnel, about to put a parking ticket on the Avengers Quinjet like it's just standard procedure.

Random cop to Quicksilver: "This vehicle yours, sir? 'Cause if it is, so's this ticket. Don't you know this is a restricted area -- especially since last summer's tunnel explosion?"

Do you run into a lot of illegally parked jets, officer?

I mean, this is a superhero universe so the answer very well could be yes.

I actually love the idea of a cop trying to give a parking ticket to the Avengers. Sadly, the goof isn't really given space to land because the situation is too serious for the Avengers to play into the gag.

Anyway, the Avengers West Coast all rush out of the tunnel, right before it explodes. All except Wonder Man. But he's nigh-invulnerable and he doesn't even have to be blastin'. So the Avengers aren't worried about him.

Belatedly, the cop realizes that the random Quinjet belongs to the Avengers.

The Avengers are a little too distracted to pay much attention to this comic relief moment and take off in their jet without even bothering to see how this parking ticket thing is going to shake out.

In FAIRNESS, there's an Ultron on the loose and Andrones to do something with.

Within the exploded secret subway base, Wonder Man stayed behind on purpose and let himself get blown up and buried in rubble on purpose. Because he knew Grim Reaper was hanging around. And he wanted to talk to him without the Avengers butting in.

Like Wonder Man suspected, Grim Reaper went looking for Ultron after their last conversation. And Grim Reaper says he joined Ultron and said he'd watch his base.

Of course, Grim Reaper was lying. He and Ultron are mutually planning on betraying each other. Ultron was going to let the Reaper serve him for a while and then get rid of him. And the Grim Reaper is planning on betraying him before that.

Villains, amirite. Aside from groups that actually like each other like the Wrecking Crew, they just can't play nice.

That's why stuff like Acts of Vengeance was doomed to fail and why the Old Man Logan universe is merely the stuff of twisted fantasy.

Wonder Man asks why Grim Reaper even pretended to join team Ultron if he just wanted to kill him. And Grim Reaper explains it.

The explanation is fucking nonsense. But it is an explanation and in a superhero universe we must accept the fucking nonsense.

Grim Reaper: "While he's been 'robotizing' people, there's been a subtle feedback into his own system. In a nutshell, he's been absorbing human energy -- humanity itself -- in the process. That, in turn, leaves him increasingly vulnerable to my scythe. Otherwise, I could never have damaged his adamantium body, like I did last night."

... Sure!

That makes no sense at all! But we must accept it.

Grim Reaper also explains his angle. He knows what Ultron's plans are. He's going to turn a whole hell of a lot of people to Andrones all in one swell foop.

A lot more people than Grim Reaper would eat in years.

So his proposal is a needs of the many/lesser evil argument.

He'll tell Wonder Man where Ultron is planning to strike. In exchange, Wonder Man must swear to stop getting in Grim Reaper's way. And Grim Reaper will only eat one person a day.

Lives saved in the long run! All of humanity saved in the long run!

Grim Reaper: "Now, what could be fairer than that?"

Wonder Man protests that would be a monstrous bargain. But Grim Reaper is hard carrying a villain card right now so it being sick and twisted is why he's in favor. Wonder Man also objects that how can he be sure that the Reaper will stick to just one delicious human life a day. And the undead menace says that if he did eat more people, Wonder Man would find out.

It's not like Grim Reaper's feedings can be mistaken as normal deaths!

Grim Reaper: "Now, don't be bitter, little brother. After all, when you save all those people, you'll be an even greater hero than you are now. And no one but you and I will ever know that all it cost the world -- is a paltry 365 human lives a year. One more in leap years, of course... !"

Wow, you are loving this, Grim Reaper.

You're kind of a dick.

Anyway, back at the Avengers West Coast Compound, Hawkeye is reverting.

The infrared cure last issue didn't fully derobotize him. He was still left with some metal parts. And it seems that remaining metal means he's still susceptible to Ultron's influence.

Semi-Androne Hawkeye starts shooting off arrows and trying to blow up the infrared bombarder that Hank Pym is building to cure people affected by the robotizing.

Wasp tzaps Hawkeye but since he's part metal her stings aren't having any effect.

Sigh. Remember when Wasp's stings had evolved to the point where she could blow up a house?

Byrne hard reset her to ineffectual nuisance and Hank's ego fluffer. And the Thomas run isn't bringing her back to her cool Shooter/Stern heights.

SIIIIIIGH.

Hank tries to shrink Hawkeye because shrinking his problems usually makes his problems smaller! Like when he shrank Tigra and then forgot about her and the problem resolved itself!

grumble.

But the Pym Particles aren't working on Hawkeye. Which confuses Hank. Pym Particles worked on the robot farmers. They made them explode.

Wait. Were you trying to explode Hawkeye, Hank??

Scarlet Witch decides that since her powers maybe worked last time, that means her powers are fully back and reliable, so she tries using them on Hawkeye but instead it maybe causes a huge piece of equipment start to fall over on Hank Pym.

Hank is able to shrink THAT so he doesn't get the squish. But I wonder if Wanda has been reset back to when her hex power was as likely to screw the Avengers over as their opponents.

Fuckin

can any of the ladies keep their sweet gains??

Anyway, Hawkeye nearly escapes out the open hanger door but then he collapses.

A random comment that Wasp makes has Hank realize that it wasn't the Pym Particles that made the robot farmers explode! It was vibrations of Rover's engines! And Rover and the Quinjet have similar engines!

So is the weakness of the robotizing infrared or sound vibrations? Pick a thing.

Anyway, Wonder Man signals the team that he needs them so they all take off to meet him.

To Pasadena! Where the Rose Parade is being held! With a very sci-fi 'world of tomorrow' theme to it in this modern year of 1991.

Wonder Man and Grim Reaper are already there. With Wonder Man having secretly signaled the Avengers as soon as Grim Reaper revealed where Ultron was going to strike. Pretty sneaky, Simon!

Grim Reaper explains that Ultron is hiding in one of the blimps that's flying over the parade - one branded with a big SEANKAI, which the parade announcers don't recognize.

A blimp isn't Ultron's usual choice of vehicles but Reaper explains that it will let the robot get near thousands of potential Androne recruits without anyone expecting it.

Wonder Man's doubtful reaction to learning the location does prove Grim Reaper's point that the Avengers wouldn't have suspected Ultron could possibly be in a blimp.

A security guard appears to yell at Grim Reaper and Wonder Man for being in a prohibited area.

To Grim Reaper's delight. He'd hoped for some breakfast before the fight with Ultron!

Seriously. He calls the security guard breakfast.

Wonder Man grabs Grim Reaper and flies out of the building, scolding him no advance payment on the deal before defeating Ultron.

The security guard is just left confused by the whole thing. Reporting in that Wonder Man and some guy with a sickle hand were looking for food.

Womp womp!

Wonder Man flies towards the big SEANKAI dirigible with Grim Reaper. He's spotted by the parade announcers but since the parade has a sci-fi theme, they dismiss the sighting as probably just part of the parade.

Hilariously ironically, the announcers also say that the sophisticated modern person knows that robots are nothing like the menacing monsters of old sci-fi.

IN THE MARVEL UNIVERSE.

Which has Ultron and the Sentinels and more. Robots are exactly like the menacing monsters of old sci-fi because that's what they were inspired by.

Sometimes, comic universe are a little too world outside your window and not enough world outside their window. The average Marvel citizen lives in a confusing fantasy sci-fi spec fic kitchen sink world.

Anyway.

Wonder Man OH YEAHs through the side of the blimp and reveals its no blimp dirigible, it's a hi-tech anti-gravity airship disguised as a blimp! Pretty sneaky, Ultron!

Ultron: "I should never have trusted you, Grim Reaper. But actually, in point of fact -- I never really did. I simply do not deign you worth fearing."

Ya burnt, Eric.

But Ultron better start deigning because he's very surprised when Grim Reaper stabs him and starts draining energy out of him. The human life force that Ultron has somehow absorbed by turning people into robots even though the roboticization process is not being directly by Ultron but by a chemical process. Human energy is still ending up in the big bad Mr Roboto and Grim Reaper is still slurping it up like a delicious milkshake!

Even Ultron doesn't really understand exactly how what he was doing resulted in absorbing life energy. He's willing to roll with the concept and operate off that basis now that it's been made clear that is what the story is going with. But he doesn't understand it either.

Meanwhile, down in the parade, the robots decorating all the sci-fi floats come to life.

I also don't know why this is happening.

One can assume Ultron rigged them up to menace. And that they were accidentally activated with Grim Reaper throwing Ultron into so many computer panels. But either way they're menacing the parade and it gives the newly arriving Avengers West something to contribute in this issue while Wonder Man is having a personal arc play out.

One of the marching band ladies trips so she can be menaced by Gort et al. Making the cover an actual true and accurate representation of a moment from the comic!

Except she's dressed in green, not red.

Dangit, cover, you were SO close!

Iron Man tackles Gort and ties him up in a lamppost. Quicksilver runs around and around Robot the robot, accomplishing nothing. Then Scarlet Witch gestures and Robot falls over.

(These announcers have approximate knowledge of many things.)

Meanwhile, US Agent, Dr Pym, and Wasp tackle Robby the Robot. Hank shrinks him down with Pym Particles, instantly winning the fight. Because with Hank Pym, if he can shrink you, he probably wins.

Meanwhile, Grim Reaper has absorbed a whole hell of a lot of energy and seemingly defeated Ultron. And he gloats about it.

But surprise, Wonder Man reneges on the deal.

He's not an honor before reason type. He promised he'd let Grim Reaper eat a person a day only so he could find and stop Ultron. And now that Ultron is stopped, he's going to try to stop Grim Reaper too.

Good on you for lying, Wonder Man.

And Grim Reaper is perversely proud of him for it, too. Simon is finally growing up and whatnot.

Not that it will stop Reaper from beating Wonder Man to death with his bare hand.

Because his scythe doesn't work well on him, see? But his bare fist shouldn't either. Wonder Man is vaguely in Thor's weight class. Grim Reaper isn't. Although Reaper did just slurp a whole bunch of energy out of Ultron. So, eh, fair enough.

Wonder Man proclaims that Grim Reaper isn't really the brother he knew because that brother wanted to protect him. In a really fucked up possessive delusional way that sometimes involved putting him in a giant blender. But Wonder Man can tell that Grim Reaper is really trying to kill him.

Grim Reaper: "You got that right, at least? Why should you go on living, while I'm -- the way I am? Answer: you shouldn't. Answer... you won't!"

This is the first hint that we've got that Grim Reaper actually resents his undead condition. Huh. Depth.

Ultron isn't quite dead, because he had battery backups, and he gets back up to get Reaper back for getting him got.

And then Hawkeye flies through the blimp hole and rams into Grim Reaper.

Being partially roboticized meant he had a homing instinct toward Ultron. That's how he found them. Neat.

Also, he's got his own agency back. Also neat.

But Grim Reaper deflects the arrow Hawkeye shoots at him. Then slices his bow up.

Then Ultron starts shooting MIND CONTROL CIRCLES at Hawkeye, trying to subvert his will and turn him into a weapon. While Grim Reaper stabs Hawkeye and tries to drain his life energy.

And both attempts are cancelling each other out. But also fucking up Hawkeye.

Wonder Man tackles Hawkeye out of the crossfire, which leaves Ultron and Grim Reaper to bonk torsos and knock each other out.

The rest of the Avengers West show up to find Wonder Man and Hawkeye in bad condition and Ultron and Grim Reaper out cold.

Not sure why both lurched forward like that but dammit, we needed a resolution!

Hawkeye: "Just m-my luck, ain't it? I get turned practically... into a freakin' metal robot... and I still get knocked around...!"

Yeah, but in the future people will love you for what a trash fire you are. So, it kind of balances out.

Iron Man: "We're going to do everything that's humanly possible to cure you, once and for all, Avenger... emphasis on the 'humanly'!"

Iron Man flies Hawkeye out of the notblimp, to get him medical attention.

Even as banged up as Wonder Man is, he tries to go help the unconscious Grim Reaper.

Wonder Man: "G-got to help Eric, Wanda... don't you see? He may be... walking dead... even a murderer... But... he's s-still... my brotherr*"

And he passes the fuck out, with the Avengers deciding he's earned a long snooze after everything that's happened.

Tigra: "So -- Happy New Year, everybody!" Wasp: "Yeah. Right."

Ugh. Things almost lined up where this issue would have posted on New Years Day! But it didn't because of the weeks I'd missed. It doesn't matter but wouldn't it have been neat?

Anyway.

The Reaper and the Robot arc. Hmm...

Well, Reaper coming back as a zombie and needing to eat people to live gave him a new motivation that wasn't his obsession with Simon. Eating people. It flipped the script and made Wonder Man the one obsessively chasing after his brother.

We got some good drama out of it. And it interrupted the attempts to ship Wanda and Simon together. Which are attempts I do not care for.

And on the robot side of things, Ultron's new scheme is also new sinister ground for him. He's going to turn all of humanity into robots. But robot extensions of himself.

The two villains, erstwhile allies, have radically opposed motivations so they inevitably clash. With Wonder Man in the middle.

The ending gets a little weird with Ultron being a pinata of human energy. Granted, that's just the kind of nonsense that one needs to expect from comic books.

And this is such a Wonder Man story that the obvious emotional hook for Hank Pym just isn't there. Ultron is his worst invention. Which is now attempting to transform and enslave all of humanity. The last time he faced Ultron, there was a good Ultron who had turned over a new leaf but which got killed by an evil Ultron who hadn't gone through that character development. Hank should feel more dialed into the plot but he's firmly operating as the Brains and the Leader (the role, not the gamma guy) and Wonder Man is taking up all the drama so Hank just kinda exists and makes good decisions.

But, whatever.

Anyway. Speaking of bonkers conclusions, the bonkers conclusion to the Avengers arc with the Tetrarchs of Entropy next week. And next next week, issue 69 of Avengers West Coast.

That is one of the funny numbers.

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