#oc: frostjam

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From Ch 24, “Dry Lightning”

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Dying Sun / Smoke / Ch 24 / Dry Lightning

Stormrunner and Ironhide encounter a stranger in the clinic. Frostjam has something to say about it.

“Decepticons,” Ironhide said in a hostile tone, reaching for his gun.

The sound of his voice made Frostjam whirl around, and his optics flashed the most violent shade of electric blue as his cannons snapped into position to fire. Ice shot across the room, and Stormrunner barely dived out of the way in time, taking Ironhide with him.

“Don’t shoot!” Stormrunner said, but more ice flew across the room, and chasing it was Frostjam, moving in a blur of blue fire from the rockets in his heels. His target was not Ironhide. No, Stormrunner did not have to protect Ironhide from any more ice, though it was still flying past them as Frostjam shot straight over their heads and barreled into Pharma.

“YOU MONSTER,” Frostjam snarled, seizing Pharma by the shoulders and slamming him into the floor over and over again, digging a huge hole into the thick metal. “I’ll break your wings. I’ll tear off your arms and shove them down your throat. I’ll rip out your voice box and wear it as a necklace and paint my body with your disgusting Energon.”

Ice welded Pharma’s shoulders and wings into the floor, and he gagged horribly when Frostjam snapped off a long, sharp icicle and held it to his throat, drawing a thin line of Energon.

“The bond between a combiner team is deeper than any bond you’ll ever know,” Frostjam said. “When you attacked Blender, when you brutalized my best friend, you brutalized me. I am not going to return what you did to us. No, I’m going to do so much worse. You are going to suffer, and you are going to suffer immensely, and you are going to beg me to kill you, to make it stop, to grab your miserable spark and crush it in my hands. But I won’t do that, Autobot filth. No, you’re going to keep living, beaten and broken, and each day I’ll break you more, and I’ll hang your rusting body from the—”

“I’m a doctor,” Pharma gasped. “Whatever you think I did–”

Frostjam pressed the icicle harder to his throat until he couldn’t talk anymore. “It was an Autobot with a jet alt mode. I’d rather kill every son of a bitch with wings than let him walk free.”

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Thinking about transplanting one (or more) of my mecha characters into this fic. I technically did this with Frostjam already, but Cybertronian Frostjam deviated so much from Original Frostjam that I wouldn't consider them to be even remotely the same character anymore. (OG Frostjam is an unhinged chaotic being and a danger to all societies while Cybertronian Frostjam is the sweet, thoughtful friend who engages in mild amounts of tomfoolery.)

There are already a lot of people running around in this fic, but what the hell, let's add more.

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Oc refs? I wanna doodle your Dying Sun gooberss

:p

I'm not usually one for reference sheets but I do have an ass load of artwork:

SUNCATCHER

And a little bit of Diamond Dust.

CROSSFIRE

And a little Scattershield and Moonracer.

DREADSMOKE

WINDSNARL

FROSTJAM

BLENDER

STORMRUNNER

WARP DRIVE

If there's anyone else you want to see, let me know. I have drawn most of the characters at least once.

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ShortCircuit finally posts something for DS (real)

DISCLAIMER: UPDATES WILL NOT BE REGULAR OR CONSISTENT. Might post a chapter a week, might drop a couple chapters and not update at all for month. Thanks for your patience in advance.

Let's get into it:

Title: Hex Invictus (Dying Sun #1)

Focused on: Knock Out and Breakdown; OC-heavy (Suncatcher, Frostjam, Blender, Crossfire, Scattershield, Cloudrazor, and others)

Minor characters: Arcee, Cliffjumper, Blurr, Bulkhead, Megatron (mentioned)

Warnings: death, violence, profanity, adult humor

Summary: Knock Out and Breakdown's early life on Velocitron. We're talking newly-forged sparkling early. Hex Invictus covers their families (or lack thereof) and how those families ended up together, starting with an unfortunate event Suncatcher (who is later KO's mother) goes through.

Enjoy the robots.

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Incorrect Quotes With My Transformers OCs feat. Knock Out and Breakdown

I got these from a generator, which can be found here. I gathered a lot because I was entertained.

Quick intros:

Blender and Frostjam: Decepticon combiner duo

Suncatcher: wanderer + Knock Out's parent figure

Cloudrazor: Autobot warrior + Suncatcher's rival

Stormrunner: robot drug dealer + Knock Out's friend

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Blender, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVER'S CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK.

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Blender: Aww, what's your dog's name? Suncatcher: Spartacus. Blender, yelling to Frostjam: TRY SPARTACUS! Frostjam, on the computer: DIDN'T WORK! Suncatcher: Blender: What's your favorite number?

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Blender, in a high voice, holding Barbie: Hey, Ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career! Frostjam, in a deep voice, holding Ken: Nonsense, Barbie. You’re staying home and having my kids. Suncatcher: What the fuck are you guys doing? Blender: Playing systemic oppression.

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Suncatcher: Without ugly, there would be no beauty in this world. Blender: Thank you for your sacrifice, Frostjam.

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Suncatcher: So, Blender and Frostjam. Suncatcher: According to this, you two are being accused of: Armed Robbery, Vandalism, Drug Abuse, Grand Theft Auto… Blender: We had a bad day. Suncatcher: And… MURDER?! Frostjam: It was a pretty bad day…

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Suncatcher & Frostjam: Surprise! We're having a baby! Blender: What?! Suncatcher & Frostjam: *pull out adoption papers* It's you!

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Suncatcher: Can we talk about that mass email you sent? Blender: Why? It was important. Suncatcher: All it says is, "I'm back on my shit". Frostjam, shrugging: The people need to know.

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Cloudrazor: Even Suncatcher and I have been getting closer. The other day, they gave me half of their sandwich. Suncatcher: I mistook them for a garbage can.

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Cloudrazor: How was your day, Suncatcher? Suncatcher: Yeah, fine, it's anti-bullying week at school. Cloudrazor: Oh? And what does that mean? Suncatcher: It means I can't bully anyone for a whole week.

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Suncatcher: I intend to stay pissed at you forever. Suncatcher: Even if I seem helpful. Cloudrazor: Then you're in luck. Cloudrazor: Because you don't.

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Suncatcher: Get your hand off my shield! Cloudrazor: There's like a million other shields. Suncatcher: Take that one, it has a flower on it. Girls like flowers. Cloudrazor: *hits Suncatcher with the shield* Oops! Now this one has blood on it.

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Cloudrazor: Hey Suncatcher, have you seen the photographer? Suncatcher: Nope. Have you seen the meat tenderizer? Cloudrazor, confused: What? Suncatcher, grabbing the meat tenderizer out of the drawer: No reason, cute girl things!

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Stormrunner: Knock Out, this morning, I called you abhorrent and reprehensible, and I’d like to withdraw that statement- Knock Out: Aww, thanks- Stormrunner: But I can't. Those are the 2 words that best describe you.

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Stormrunner: You look like a corpse that was just pulled out of the river. Knock Out: Wrong. I look like a cool rock star who just OD'd in their own pool. Big difference.

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Stormrunner: Some people are like slinkies. Breakdown: What? Stormrunner: Not really good for much but bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs. Breakdown: Breakdown: Please don't push Knock Out down the stairs. Stormrunner, pushing Knock Out down the stairs: Too late.

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Knock Out: Self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that, or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that, basically. Breakdown: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. Self care is the fear in your enemy's eyes. Stormrunner: Self care is stealing someone's birthday cake just to eat the frosting. Breakdown: If you touch my birthday cake, I’ll make you eat your hands.

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Breakdown: Knock Out is a perfect cinnamon scone who’s never done anything wrong in his entire life! Stormrunner: Never done anything wrong?! He set a city block on FIRE!

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Breakdown: Where are you going? Knock Out: To get MYSELF a gift 'cause somebody didn't get me one! Breakdown: I told you I did! It's coming here on Friday! Stormrunner, knowing full well Breakdown got Knock Out an engagement ring: *eating popcorn*

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Stormrunner: Breakdown, that’s disgusting. You’re only giving free stuff to beautiful people. Knock Out: Yeah, you should be ashamed of yourself. Breakdown: Oh yeah? *gets really close to Knock Out* How about a muffin on the house, baby? Knock Out, giggling: I’m pretty.

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Knock Out: I asked Breakdown out. Stormrunner: Oh, I’m sorry. Knock Out: Why? Stormrunner: Well, I assume they said no. Knock Out: No, they said yes. Stormrunner: Really? Then I’m sorry for them.

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Suncatcher, to Knock Out: I'm leaving for the weekend, so I hid 100 dollars in your room for food. Clean your room, and you will find it.

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Knock Out: That's greatly offensive to my people. Suncatcher: College dropouts?

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Suncatcher: If you see me talking to myself, go away. I’m self-employed and we’re having a staff meeting.

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Suncatcher: *cocks gun* Go to bed. This is no longer a request. This is now a threat.

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Breakdown, digging their grave: Long story short, this is my grave. Want me to make you one too?

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Breakdown: If I make you breakfast in bed, a simple "thank you" is all I need. Breakdown: Not all this "how did you get into my house" business.

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Breakdown, working at McDonald's: Sorry sir, we don't serve a McFuck here, so either you throw that one slice of pickle out or we're gonna have a McProblem.

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Breakdown: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

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Suncatcher, writing in their diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.

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Breakdown: Seriously, I have no idea what to do. Breakdown: Oh, wait! Yahoo! Answers.

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Suncatcher: It's not like I try to blow things up, exactly. It just sort of happens. You've got to admit though, fire is fascinating.

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Knock Out: You can de-escalate literally any situation by asking ‘are we about to kiss?’ Knock Out: Doesn't work with getting out of speeding tickets, though.

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*Breakdown is substitute teaching* Student: What did you say? Breakdown: I said, whoever threw that paper, your mom’s a hoe!

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Knock Out: If I see a bug, I simply leave the room elegantly and require someone else do something about it. Knock Out: If no one fulfills my wish, I simply never go back in there.

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Stormrunner: Knock Out, what do you value about Breakdown? Knock Out: They’re thoughtful. They pick flowers and bring them to me. Often they’re ones I’ve just planted, but... Breakdown: That’s how I know they’re fresh!

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Breakdown: Knock Out has no survival skills. His need to win has replaced them. Stormrunner: That can't be true. Breakdown: Watch this. Breakdown: Hey Knock Out, race you to the bottom of the stairs! Knock Out: *Throws himself out the window*

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My TF OCs but they're sh*tty edits from Google Slides

Crossfire:

Frostjam:

Blender:

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My TF OCs but their names are synonyms or definitions

Suncatcher: Burning Ball Grabber

Frostjam: Snowflake Jelly

Blender: Smoothie Maker

Stormrunner: Atmospheric Disturbance Fast Walker

Cloudrazor: Condensed Water Vapor Sharp Object

Crossfire: I can't get something ridiculous for this one so he will be Giant Alien Mango With a Gun because he is orange

Scattershield: Emergency Room Visit Preventer

Warp Drive: Let's Go Extremely F*cking Fast

Tsunami: Large Angry Water

Dreadsmoke: Suspended Airborne Fear Particles

Windsnarl: Loud Noise Loud Noise

Dustbrawl: Sandy Wrestling Match

Sparkhusker: Robot Soul Naked Corn

Dragonwing: Fantasy Reptile Body Part

Hellhound: dog