#itt!itteration

[theartofeverything]

Spent the last couple days looking through all of @meandtheyeehaws adorable leosagi art and realized I didn’t have anything with just these two yet.

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Ok, so two am me was like, YES THIS MUST BE DONE

So this happened…?

Honestly, I think it’s hillarious that they all fit right there so neatly. Leon’s being his classic leader of the team self, having an aweful time, and holding himself accountable for that. Raph wants to see the world burn. Casey has so many misdirected emotions it’s a complete catastrophe. Don isn’t quite sure what to think about life right now, but he got himself into this mess and he’s gonna figure it out. Angelo’s a little shit that loves causing chaos. Candy isn’t sure who’s side she’s on so she’s just gonna cause problems for all of them. Karai is out here being a bad bitch who don’t need anybody else. April is raging against the machine. And Venus is having the time of her life pestering everyone with drastically more questions than they have answers to, like the unabashed youngest sibling she is.

(I love my little traumatized children. Please ask questions about them. I could talk about them all day long.)

New Meme Alignment Chart came to me in a fit of Mania this morning. Have fun kids!

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I’ve been wanting to do a close up of Angelo’s mask for a while. He doodles everything on there, the things he loves, the things that haunt her, the secrets only xe knows. It’s all right there in the open if anyone’s willing to look close enough.

(Click for better quality. Can you find everything? Find out in the comments!)

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Tada! May I present to you my very own In This Together AU!!

I've been gathering the best of everything from all the different versions and finally have the beginnings of a story ready to share. It's still in preliminary stages though so feel free to comment with things you think would be cool to incorporate!

[theartofeverything]

Arc 1: The Grafitist

Alright, do y’all remember from a WHILE ago when I talked about a Casey Jones fic? Welp, I know it’s been a hot minute, but here she is!!

Part 1:

Side by side with weapons drawn, we stepped together into the black. We’d been tracking down this den for weeks, mapping out where the attacks were happening, tailing mutants as they retreated back into the night, staking out dark alleys and abandoned buildings until we finally spotted them slipping in and out this dilapidated warehouse.

With a signal from Fong, our commanding officer, we split off into pairs down each of the hallways, scanning for signs of life with our night vision goggles. My partner, Angel, checked for traps while I stayed on lookout. I kept track of the sounds of my team in the back of my mind as they moved elsewhere in the building, mainly so I knew what was them and what was the enemy, but also for the needed reminder that I was one of many, even when venturing into enemy territory.

As we wound our way through the labyrinth of debris left over from numerous battles, I picked up on a faint noise up ahead where none of the team had reached yet. Signaling the others with a click on our salvaged walkie-talkies, we converged on a set of double doors hidden behind a stack of crates. There was a muffled din on the other side, the clatter of claws on concrete, thumps of large beasts moving around, trills, hisses, growls and chirps from non-human throats.

Fong held up three fingers. My hands clenched around the cold gritty metal of my gun. No matter how many raids I went on, this part always made me feel nervous. Two fingers. I thought about Candy back at camp. She was itching to join the hunters but was still too young. I’d promised she could come with me in a couple of years, but part of me was really hoping we’d have killed off the last of the bastards by then. One finger. Now was not the time to be worried about little sisters. I had to stay focused on keeping me and my team alive. Zero. Fong kicked the door in with a bang and we opened fire.

So here we are! Finally at the beginning! I plan on releasing short form like this so I can hopefully put more out more frequently. I’ve got the baisic plot for this first arc figured out and ready to go, but I’d really love to delve into more detail, bring in more backstory, and take off on some side quests based on y’all’s questions. So ask away! Curious about a detail? Got a hope or theory where something might be headed? Just thought something was cool? Let me know and I’ll likely write a part of the story in response!

Part 2 coming soon!

[liralirapowersystemguy]

Xacto- Meant for who?

Episode 3, Part 2:

Gone

The war raged for 178 hours. One by one, the planetoids fell, crumbling under the weight of destruction. But before the tide turned, Trii and Forr made a desperate move. Their loyal Divisionary Groups were equipped with Mark Forms of Destruction Essence—dangerous, volatile, and given to millions as a final stand. Countermeasures were prepared at the Palace to prevent total catastrophe, but it was clear: this was a last resort.

The TriConContructs branded Incar’s Newarchy as terrorists against the Universal Cause. They launched a massive counterattack, targeting Itter and the territories seized by the Newarchy. But Incar was ready. His trump card—the *Screams*l*—were unleashed.

Across the battlefield, squads of Forrer and Triier soldiers crumbled beneath the onslaught. The Screams moved with terrifying speed and strength, overwhelming the forces who had never been trained for such brutal offensive tactics. What had once been a numbers advantage for the TriCon was now their undoing. The planetoids became hunting grounds, and the Screams—life perfected for war—relentlessly slaughtered all in their path.

Amidst this chaos, whispers reached deep into the hubs of Forrer and Trii. The *Locons*, silent and observant, had heard of the call from Dawander, who had broken free from the chains of subjugation. Seeing their own race take action, Locons across the realm rose up. Sabotage crippled operations, and soon Forrer became a war zone, torn apart by urban battles between loyalists and insurrectionist Locons. The palace of Forr, caught between quelling this rebellion and defending against the advancing Newarchy, was now trapped in a losing siege.

Word spread across the realm of the so-called Prince of Life’s cause. Slowly, the people began to turn against the TriCon. Soldiers deserted, and what had once seemed like an unstoppable army began to crumble. Planetoids fell, one after another, as Divisionary Groups were forced to retreat or surrender. Forrer fell first; Triier, the last.

All the while, the TriConContructs watched from a distance, hidden within their Central Dome. They commanded their forces from the safety of their palace, but it was a losing battle. Itt, kept under temporary arrest, had no say in the attack. And Trii... Trii had made a deadly decision. If all else failed, he would activate the Destruction Essence in a final, catastrophic move.

On the ground, the battle grew ever more brutal. The Scream continued to assimilate the fallen into its grotesque mass, making it clear that it was a fate worse than death. To die in battle meant becoming part of the Scream, a mere addition to its monstrous form. And for what? To protect a cause led by leaders who were hiding behind golden walls, far from the bloodshed?

Soon enough, the call for a general retreat was sounded. The chain bridges connecting the planetoids to the central palace became choke points, filled with retreating soldiers chased by the Newarchy armies. But there was no escape. Trii, in a desperate bid to protect the palace, destroyed the Door Gateways, sealing off any chance of retreat and dooming his own forces.

Then came the final charge.

Incar, resolute and unwavering, led his armies down the grand hall of the palace. They passed the four great walls, nearing the Central Dome, flooding the golden streets. Inside, the ConConstructs and their most loyal followers fought back, but the siege was relentless. Even with the Prime Essence of protection holding the Dome safe, Incar's power—his ability to create essence—allowed him to slowly unravel it, piece by piece.

Itt, ever the mediator, tried once more to reason with her son. But Incar had made his choice long ago. He promised her safety when the walls finally fell, but there was no turning back now.

As the final moments of the siege played out, a new threat emerged.

The *Golden Body of the Prime Instigate*, the being who had once held this world together, made its decision. It created a space where the last of the ConConstruct’s followers could flee. In an instant, the Prime Instigate transformed into a golden ball. Its sharp, brittle tendrils reached out, taking the Prime Essence that held the realm together.

Incar, on the verge of disassembling the Dome, looked up just in time to see the Prime Instigate shoot upward. It tore through the realm’s surface, all the way to the upper cone, creating a massive hole as it fled, creating an entirely new universe as its escape route.

Incar, the Newarchy, and every soul who had fought in the war, watched in awe—and horror—as everything they had struggled for slipped away.

With the Prime Essence stolen, the realm of Editt-Ertt began to fall apart. The surface darkened. Planetoids cracked and eroded into dust, their once vibrant worlds reduced to lifeless chalk.

And so, the realm began to *Decolorize*, the universe Incar had fought so hard to reshape slipping through his grasp, leaving behind only darkness and decay.

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Authors note:

-Dawander is indeed a Locon.

-Incar's ability.

Incar has the sentience power to create and design essence if he had Forming Threads, this ability also means that he could disassemble essences that he has known or used. Specially those he created.

-Prime Essence

what are they? Well Prime Essence are unlike normal Essence, the distinction lay with the use. Everything else not considered Prime, does not have its conceptual influence running within the system of the world. Prime Essences are also need to be tied or placed somewhere within the universe to function.

Things that have Prime Essence, Gravity.

Things that have a Prime Essence particular only to a Planetoid. Life.

Prime Essence that runs a universe are greater than those that run a planet. Duh. _.

Creation of Prime Essence!

First, you'll need permission from the Prime Intigate, and he will give you a massive few of his Forming Threads. once made, it shall be placed. The greater the Threads amount, the wider the effect.

. D. Hope you enjoyed. Till the next episode!

[liralirapowersystemguy]

Xacto- Meant For?

Episode 2:

Editt-Erth

In the second episode, life within *Editt-Erth* evolves and expands, not just through natural progression but through meticulous design. The geography of Editt-Erth itself is a key player in this episode, starting with its unusual placement within a hollow, white cylinder known as the *"Realm Surface."* This boundary is a stationary and monotone space, existing as the limit of essence—the energy governing the universe. Beyond this Surface lies the *Convergence of Reality,* a perilous cone-shaped void where anything imbued with essence will be abandoned forever.

At the heart of the Realm Surface stands the *Instigator's Grand Palace,* a vast dome the size of three Earths. Within its golden halls resides the hidden form of the *Prime Instigate,* waiting in its *Golden Room*. The Grand Palace, the central hub of Editt-Erth, is composed of four towering walls and is approximately the size of a small city. It serves as a meeting place for the *ConConstructs,* where they gather to discuss and acquire *Forming Threads* from the Prime Instigate.

The Grand Palace is protected by the *Prime Essence of Protection,* one of the fundamental Prime Essences that anchor core concepts in the universe. These Prime Essences are essential; without them, certain aspects of reality—such as space—would cease to exist. However, lesser "copies" of these Prime Essences, called *Mark Forms,* can be wielded by beings like Constructs, who use them in more personal and practical ways.

Surrounding the Grand Palace are numerous *Planetoids,* celestial bodies where different essences crafted by the ConConstructs reside. These Planetoids are connected to the Grand Palace by massive *Chained Bridges*, forming a sprawling network of research and experimentation zones. Each Planetoid is home to a *Divisionary Group,* which exists to search for and study concepts and report back to the ruling ConConstructs.

There are nine major *Research Planetoids* that serve as hubs for testing new ideas that may arise unexpectedly:

1. *Contrictt* – A winter Planetoid where elements constrict into icy forms.

2. *Burstt* – A heat Planetoid known for its convergence and divergence of elements, seemingly driven by unpredictable traits.

3. *Ittem* – The Life Planetoid, where life forms spontaneously through random combinations of elements and constructs.

4. *Blank* – A blank slate of a Planetoid, used to test how different elements and essences react when placed in an empty environment.

5. *Liqui* – A liquid-based Planetoid, dedicated to the study of fluid elements.

Additionally, the TriCon members have their own *Hub Planetoids*, which act as their personal palaces and experimental spaces:

1. *Itter* – The home of Itt, dedicated to life creation, where she and her test subjects work in a manner akin to a robotic factory, constantly experimenting with new constructs.

2. *Triier* – Trii's Planetoid, filled with different spaces and rooms where the laws of space and gravity are tested, stretched, and manipulated.

3. *Forrer* – Forr’s forge Planetoid, where the properties of elements are studied and redefined.

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The *Divisionary Groups* play a crucial role in the competition for new concepts. These groups are tasked with searching for new ideas that emerge without deliberate design, a phenomenon known as *Progressive Essences.* These chaotic and evolving concepts sometimes generate rogue essences, which can later serve as the foundation for new innovations.

Each Divisionary Group is led by a *Divisionary Captain,* who competes with others to find and bring back new concepts. The success of a captain could directly benefit their ruling ConConstruct, as the first to acquire a new concept gains an edge in shaping the next great *Essence*. These advantages do not always align with the plans of other ConConstructs, but the Prime Instigate allows such individualism for the sake of uniqueness.

This silent but fierce competition leads to the creation of new essences, some of which take practical forms like the concept of *Doors*—used for instant travel between linked locations. These doors use a specific *Mark of Essence* to connect two points, allowing immediate transportation through the connected twin door.

Another popular concept that emerged from this competitive era is *Essence Addition*, a process by which beings could merge essences into their own form to gain attributes or abilities from the essence. As this idea took root, it became central to the *Racing Wars* that consumed the Divisionary Groups for millennia, where captains raced to claim new concepts and ideas.

This intense, evolving competition continues to fuel the expansion of life and the endless search for new knowledge, propelling the universe forward. But beneath the surface, the rivalries between the ConConstructs are sowing the seeds of future conflict.

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With the focus on the growth of life and ideas in Episode 2, the next stage will explore the rising tensions and confrontations that mark the next episode.