#primus vanguard

[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector Prime, do you know anything of the White Order leaders with the body-types of Dragonicus and Thunderwing? What were their names/titles? What deeds led to their deaths and entombment in the Ivory Towers?

Dear Alabaster Adventurer,

I see you’ve chosen two of the more notable leaders of the White Universe. Long before the seven colored universes were merged by the Primus Vanguard and their holy defenders organized into orders, the White Guardians watched over the inhabitants of their primordial universe. Their dedication to protecting life had led to a cosmos filled with planets untouched by the ravages of time. The bravery espoused by the Way of the White Matrix had allowed their mightiest warriors to face down even entropy itself. The world that would become known as the White Planet had long been saved from climate change, its pristine glaciers having been saved from the rulebreaker named Heat. Wherever a citizen walked, there was always a White Guardian ready to save them, from dangerous traffic, unsteady construction, and even bad nights’ sleep. When Primus first made contact with this universe, they were led by the peace-hoarding dragon, White Resolute Convoy.

For Resolute Convoy, the threat of the Specters was outweighed only by the threat of the six other universes. The heat of the Red, the sickly-sweet Purple… To him, once the Specters had been extinguished, the real threat would be the stains of his neighbors on his perfected world.

By now, many of the White Guardians had personally accompanied their counterparts into battle, and had experienced their bravery at first hand, so it should not come as a surprise to that there was little resistance when Primus himself, enraged at this disregard for his grand design, arrived in the White Universe to punish Resolute Convoy. This was said to have been the first and only time Primus brought the might of his Golden Power down on one of his own lieutenants, and it was only the disappointed gaze of Blue Brightes Convoy, Primus’ second in the duel, that saved Resolute Convoy from death. By now quite unpopular with his own people, the dragon slinked away into the wastes, never to be seen again.

With no named successor, one White Guardian rose above the others to take the place of Convoy. With grinning fangs and a cocksure stalk, Daringdo took the name White Daringdo Convoy, and the mantle of leadership with it. His horrific appearance having been carved in his youth to scare off evil, the maverick Daringdo had been known to loudly introduce himself as “uncle” or “grandfather” to his foes before demanding respect, then blowing them away with his Cyclone Cannon.

As Daringdo Convoy, he was aware that his watch was merely part of a longer chain of justice, and it was thus that he took a ward, Gallant, to teach in his ways. Gallant was far more stiff than his master, more concerned with traffic statistics than the untrue stories Daringdo Convoy taught him in order to find the hidden justice within. Perhaps it was some sense of his eventual death that drove him to take a student. During a particularly vile Specter attack, Daringdo Convoy chose to stand his ground and let his subordinates escape. Intent on never backing down, in his last moments he converted the Matrix Saber into its White Matrix form, and opened it fully, exposing the attacking Specters to not just the full force of the White Star Power, but encoding their entire spectrographic data inside its crystalline core. Despite intense wounds, he died standing. A silent Gallant returned to the battlefield some days later, and at the request of his comrades became White Gallant Convoy. His only hope was to follow in his foolhardy master’s footsteps. The data White Daringdo Convoy had obtained would be shared with the other universes, becoming part of the chain of events that would end with Blue Big Convoy proposing the Joint Matrix Strategy and the birth of the Precursor Universe.

For good and for ill, all former leaders of the Primus Vanguard are memorialized in the Ivory Tower. However, Resolute Convoy lost his right to enshrinement. Indeed, neophytes occasionally mistake Daringdo’s memorial for him, thinking his monstrous countenance proof of his draconic heritage. This is a mistake quickly corrected by attendants: to this day, White Resolute Convoy is the only commander struck from the records. Primus had desired a future all his own, but it would be a future with change, albeit by his own design.

Nonetheless, these two warriors are examples of the many ways justice and order can be interpreted through the lens of belief. I hope their tale has been of interest to you.

[bymyblackhand]

[sonicasura]

The Rescue Bots reported something largely concerning, two instances (though one was implied) of Eaters. The image recording Chase managed to capture of the “insect drone” was the final nail in any doubts the Prime had.

“If that isn’t Vanguard, then I’ll eat unprocessed Dark Energon.” His digimon commented though she was more focused on fitting her new Autobot “dogtag” to be more comfortable. A recent gift from Wheeljack who appreciated Chival’s assistance in getting a certain wrecker-killer’s detonation remote away from him. The cargo yard had several of Dreadwing’s bombs planted in it upon a post-battle cleanup sweep.

“Please do not make light of the chaosbringer’s unlife blood, Chival.” Optimus admonished lightly, the rest of his attention on the images and the open comm to Griffin Rock. “I must express that you all—cybertronians and humans alike—take extreme caution should you encounter further Eaters.” Heatwave and Chief Burns alike gained equally worried looks. “The situation has changed a great deal since the global natural disasters occurred, as you have no doubt noticed my young companion.”

He didn’t wish to burden the group on Griffin Rock with the harsher situations outside their small haven of sorts. But, the situation itself could easily grow more dangerous if they were left uninformed of the newly revealed threat.

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“What do you mean Unicron’s real and he’s right beneath our pedes?!”

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To say the Rescue Bots were unnerved would be the biggest understatement of the last few million years! Unicron, antithesis of Primus, Chaosbringer and darkness incarnate made up the core of planet Earth. He had awoken a few weeks ago—then, was barely stopped by a collaboration between Optimus and Megatron. Except that wasn’t the only force which had ventured below to take on the anti-spark!

A human stripped of her physical form, allied with a species previously undiscovered in all forms of technology fought Unicron himself!

This cyber sleuth was barely older than Cody and took on… By Primus, Blades had already purged his tank when they all thought about it too long. And that wasn’t even the worst part. Penumbra was largely injured from the experience and instead of being treated, her ailment was still persisting. She literally fled the one group that could help her because—an adult human had been the cause of her condition? An issue with trusting authority?

She was hurt. She was on Griffin Rock.

She also attracted the equivalent of deadly invisible digital Scraplet-Quintesson hybrids… Which was a side effect of her half cyber body. Just when things were starting to make strange sense on Earth, another lob-ball came at them.

They had to find her.

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If the Rescue Bots/Burns Family were a mild curiosity before this, then they were quickly turning into a mild annoyance now. Vanguard had been seen and suddenly they all had to relocate. Their human could still barely walk despite the purple section largely shifting back to (for her) a healthier blue data pack. Knell, Ozone, and Liberty were sent out to scout a new safe place for them far way from town.

(Botanic didn’t agree with this course of action. Their human was sick… Bluff momentarily divulged the circumstances regarding Pen’s condition and he became very unsure now.)

Pen could technically Stealth Hide herself, but Hacker Skills in the non-digital world on non-digimon were always finicky on good days. She took to leaning on a recently returned to rookie stage Magnitude to support her. Without much preamble, they all walked out in the night air.

It was going to be a long walk…

The Rescue Bots have to mention that they know about their situation by Hudiemon or Erika. Mentioning Optimus might get Pen's attention but the Biomerge, the only one who actually cares for both Sleuths and Hackers, will be enough to get the group to stop. After all, she might know how to treat the injured Sleuth.

Plus the Rescue Bots are a rescue team which means non-combative so it's a chance worth taking.

[pluralsword]

seems the energon universe is still working out numbers of years the timeline is, so, joke: this time, Arcee is 14 million years old! and so is Ratchet!! and they were contemporaries of Zerta Trion!!! /j think its fairly clear that this wouldnt be the case unless Magnus Is AS OLD AS KUP

this was followed by someone jokingly suggesting "arcee predates cybertron, somehow" and we had the same brain that in this joke scenario Chronarchitect and Primus were in on it, so she's the secret backup plan for the Covenant and Primus Vanguard (truly don't expect 3h or Gen Selects to show up in the Energon Universe and not any time soon but who knows the third confirmed transformer gal of the series is a really old venerable lady key to the plot of Void Rivals and has been in it since issue 1 so)

what we actually think re ages so far: really f'ing old: Alpha & Zerta Trion

old AF: Kup

damn old: Ultra Magnus

unclear but not young: Arcee, Ratchet, Cliffjumper, Jazz, Optimus, Elita One, Jetfire, Decepticons generally

???: Hot Rod, Springer, Golobulus

youngest autobots: Carly & Spike

those of you new to transformers who don't get the Arcee and Ratchet joke:

in IDW1 Arcee is 12 million years old, making her older than most of the cast, around not long after the end of peaceful free utopian transformer society due to the God War that almost everyone lost memory of. She grew up as a gladiator (not by choice) alongside her twin brother Galvatron in Protohex, during the squabbling authoritarian primacies that fought each other until the alliance of the Thirteen formed from multiple factions, Megatronus's army having freed her and her brother and the two having joined that military and stayed on as warriors of the Thirteen until Arcee couldn't bear the colonial conquests anymore (her brother was not of the same opinion).

Ratchet in the Aligned hardcover text variation of Alpha Trions The Covenant of Primus is presented as a bot who, iirc, was scrawling out geometry on the ground and lived in a cave at the dawn of time in a period of relative equality, back before the Quintessons colonized Cybertron and introduced the carceral state, police forces, and a bioessentialist hierarchy of alt modes

In these cases, Arcee and Ratchet respectively are much, much older than Optimus Prime

[brandwhorestarscream]

Oooh, just go for any and all timelines you'd find interesting for the son-in-law ask? I'd love to hear any of them!

I'll just go down the line then!! :D

So, timeline 1 is canon: Galvatron and Terminus are dead long, long before Megatronus ever even meets Orion Pax. Terminus dies from infection after losing his legs in a mining accident, and Galvatron dies in the gladiator pits after a rigged match.

Timeline 2, the Destructicon timeline, Megatron dies when he's the equivalent of like. 2 months old. So that's out

Timeline 3, the self imposed exodus. Because the warframes abandoned cybertron about a 100 million years ago, Sentinel Prime was never assassin mated: i.e. he's still alive and kicking so Orion isn't ever selected for Primehood. In this one, he and Megatron don't meet until they're both far, far into adulthood--roughly where the first season of Transformers Prime starts--and ol Megs is actually in a committed relationship with someone else. Any guesses as to whom? (It's not Soundwave, though they did date for quite awhile)

Timeline 4 is where we actually get our first look at Megop! Big bad is still the corrupt Primacy and the Senate, so while Orion may never become the Prime in name, he's still a beloved leader of the resistance. Except this time 🤭 he and Megatron are on the same side, leading together as one. In this timeline, Galvatron and Terminus fled from Kaon with their sparkling after being warned of the horrible future by Galvatron-2: Megatronus and Orion met when they were children, and were close friends all while growing up. To be honest, those two were the absolute last ones to figure out they were in love: everyone and their carrier and also their turbohound knew they were going to end up together. In TL4, Galvatron and Terminus have watched Orion grow up alongside their son and are very fond of him: they're perfectly supportive of their relationship and probably also had a bet going on about how long it would take for them to realize their feelings.

Now, timeline 5... here's where we get into the really complicated stuff. In this one, the Senatorial system is abolished before war can ever break out, and that includes the Prime as a figurehead. This is a timeline where all of the civil rights issues are solved peacefully: the Matrix is returned to the gods' Acolytes for safe keeping as a holy relic, and as there's no war nor anymore Primal figurehead, the Matrix isn't called upon to take a new host.

Orion and Megatron meet when they're teenagers-to-young adults, and this is the one with the rapunzel-esque situation for Megatron. Except instead of a tower, he's kept secluded within the walls of Iacon's main Temple of Primus (it makes sense it context I swear, but that's a whole other post of its own). Galvatron keeps him confined out of fear for his life: he's lived through so many lives and has been visited by his previous selves so often it's made him incredibly paranoid and obsessive. Isolation is his greatest love: keep Megatronus away from anything and anyone that could hurt him, sequestered in one of the safest buildings on the planet. As a holy place of worship and frequented by the Chosen Ones of the gods (aka the Acolytes) the Temple is under constant watch from the Primal Vanguard. No one gets in if they're not supposed to be there. It's safe. Megatronus has never set foot outside since being brought in as a sparkling and is extremely sheltered: cue Orion getting dragged there against his will for a research project and falling helm over pedes for this pretty holy virgin type.

...Again. I promise you it makes sense in context. I'll sexualize my religious trauma as much as I want tyvm lmfao 😂

ANYWAY. The first time Galvatron meets Orion it's hate at first sight: via several little misunderstandings he thinks Orion is an invader in the Temple trying to hurt his only child and kinda goes ballistic. Even after everything has settled down and he's knows Megatron is safe, he still despises him. He wants the little upstart to stay far, far away from his baby. Wants everyone to stay away from his baby, really. No one is safe. No one can be trusted. It takes a long, long time for him to be even slightly ok with Orion's presence, and even longer for him to accept it when a relationship does bloom between them.

Terminus, on the other servo, quietly adores Orion. Megatronus really only has one friend growing up in the Temple: the only son of a rather religious Senator, little Shockwave. But he can't visit often so their boy rarely gets to speak with peers his age, and it makes him happy to see Megatronus interacting with another youngling. Orion is polite and sweet and genuinely a good kid, seeing them spend time together warms his old spark. He's really not at all surprised when Orion presents his first courting gift, and gives the young mech his blessing to pursue his only child.

Timeline 6 diverges pretty late and much of TL5's canon carries over. This timeline split comes when they're already married adults, so there's no change there

Timeline 7 is just. Universal oblivion: there is no more universe. So uh... moot point

I hope you enjoyed this! I hope I answered your question ok. I know I didn't exactly touch on High Lord Protector stuff, but honestly it doesn't ever really crop up in Hindsight. I can say, independent of timelines and individual canons, they'd be very proud to see their son ascend to such a position, but would also be scared to death. That's such a big change, after all! And a dangerous position to take on 🥺 they worry about their baby

[swervesbarpodcast]

Come meet the characters of our DnD Transform & Roll Out! Season Eons

Next up, Stormburst Convoy!

After losing his friends at the hand of Shockwave he was recruited and saved by the Primus Vanguard.

Art by @hexamis

[incomingawn]

Just to make sure everyone here knows what I’m about: Her

[pandacronic-art]

Commission for LoonShy, a take on Splendid Yellow Convoy.

Ko-fi

[destiny2paladin]

This Season is a Lie

We are not being haunted by those who have gone before us, we are not haunted by the dead. At least, not the spirits of the dead. Those who are haunted this season? They’re haunted by themselves. I will explain.

First, Crow, haunted by Uldren. It’s not Uldren at all. It is the voice of the darkness trying to influence the Crow by speaking through the one voice that will get under his skin. Crow isn’t afraid of Uldren. He is ashamed of Uldren and the legacy that hangs over him as a result. Uldren's voice and words causes Crow to unleash a Golden Gun on Uldren, and all Crow wants is to get RID of Uldren. Crow isn't afraid. Not in the slightest. But he is ashamed. Ashamed of his past and ashamed that because he remembers, he might become Uldren again. His shame haunts him, not his fear. And his shame manifests with the voice and face that he is ashamed of.

Zavala, Vanguard Commander. Haunted not by fear, but by Grief. Loss and letting it weigh on him. Safiyah would never shame Zavala, cut at him, wound him in the way the Nightmare did. But Zavala believed the Nightmare, because he loved her. He loved her so dearly he was ready to give up his own immortality and agelessness in order to atone for not protecting his son. Zavala's grief consumed him from within. It ate him away. And the Nighmares chose Safi because Zavala would never be able to ignore her words. They would cut deeper than any knife a hunter could ever wield, and unless we helped him, Zavala would crumble under the weight of his own regrets.

Caiatl. Empress of the Cabal. Daughter of Calus. She didn't fear the Dominus as we did. She admired him, was mentored by him. No. Caiatl was angry at herself. Angry for failing Torobatl, her home. Angry at Calus, for escaping and causing so many problems. Angry at herself for not seeing through the betrayal of her own trusted advisor, which led to the fall of her home. And who would tell Caiatl that she was pathetic, a failure, a weakling? The one who taught her. Her mentor and idol, Dominus Ghaul, the Ghost Primus. Caiatl's anger at herself began consuming her and making her reckless much like the shame of Uldren's past consumed Crow and Zavala's grief consumed him. There is not fear. There is the voices of those who can get so far beneath our skin they swim in our marrow.

Further proof of this idea, that the Darkness haunts us with the most painful voice and not with our fear, is in the Lore Tab of Tresspasser. Ikora ventures onto the Leviathan and is confronted by a ghost of Cayde. He taunts Ikora with malicious intent, which given the voice logs he left, he would never do. Saint knows Osiris will be there as his nightmare on the Leviathan, shaming him, scorning him for failing to save him. "Why didn't you come for me, Saint? Why did you fail me?" Osiris would not say these things. A voice meaning to cause pain would. Misraaks, Kell of Light, hears the voices of those of his kin he has slain. He hears those who shame him for his violence. Calus himself fears not Caiatl herself, but being forgotten, overshadowed. It is why he makes such grand shows of himself. And for us, the Young Wolf? We face down nothing. We cannot regret our choices, because we have yet to do something wrong. We have slain gods. Saved the universe. Pushed back unstoppable forces. We rose from rust and death into a being that creates fear in those who serve the dark. We have no regrets, because we do not know failure, at least not in the way Crow, Zavala, and Caiatl do.

This season is not about being haunted by spirits. It is about being haunted by ourselves, wearing a mask and speaking a voice that causes the worst pain possible. And Eris? She knows this. It is why she knows how to fight the Nightmares. Because she has suffered under their weight for nigh on two years. Two long, cold years on Luna's surface.

And she has bought us time to strike back.

[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector Prime,

What became of Megaligator after he came into possession of the Creation Matrix? Was it ever retrieved by Megatron and the rest of the Green Order?

Dear Vernal Venturer,

I believe I gave you a very truncated version of events before, that Megalligator reconciled with Megatron to become the joint Green Compassionate Convoys, but I suppose I never told you the full story.

After once again evading the judgmental fist of his brother Convobat, Megalligator continued on his quest to kill all Megatrons. The silent Golden Ager Soundwave had taken him to the Green Planet for a reason, and soon it became clear. They found a great pyramid, its Bulkhead guards having long since abandoned the Green Temple in grief over the loss of their commander, Green Tender Convoy. All save one: a large BotBot (large by BotBot standards, about as tall as Megalligator), who introduced himself as Bulk Gulp.

Bulk Gulp showed deference to Soundwave, but initially was wary of Megalligator, butting heads with him almost immediately—each considered the other’s alt-form useless! What’s more, Bulk Gulp darkly noted, Megalligator reminded him of “the new guy”.

Under duress, Bulk Gulp would lead the two visitors up the pyramid. Translating from Soundwave’s total silence, he explained that the weapon Megalligator needed for his quest was contained in the temple, and they would need to get it from its protector. Heartened by his plans finally moving along, Megalligator’s confidence quickly turned to dismay as he found none other than a Megatron- no, the Megatron, hunched in a corner, contemplating the Green Matrix enshrined at the top of the pyramid. Megatron could only note that he wasn’t able to get the Green Matrix to open before Megalligator lunged at him, raining blows upon his face.

Megalligator shouted what he had always known: that he and his brothers were clones, and while Convobat had been born “good”, the clone “son” of a Convoy, Megalligator had been born “evil”, forged from samples the Straxus twins had stolen from Megatron Omega. Megatron said nothing, realizing that his millennia of ambition had left him alone in an unfriendly past, separate from his dearest friend. Bulk Gulp and Soundwave watched in despair. Soundwave had never been good at communication or interpersonal relationships, and his bringing the two green warriors together had only brought further misery. The Green Order had fled the temple not just in grief, but in disappointment that a former tyrant was to be their new leader.

It was at this moment that Sideways attacked the temple, the space biker having been hired by the Straxuses to track and destroy Megalligator. Sideways handily took on both him and Megatron, cruelly declaring that no matter what anybody said, they’d both always be monsters. Then, a voice called out from the Green Matrix. To be a Green Warrior was to defend nature and nature was not something to be defined by others, but by understanding both our roots and the skies our branches reached for. It was here that Megalligator understood his true power: to super-robot lifeforms, his techokinesis was control over life itself. Using the same connection to his progenitor that connected Convobat to Blue Big Convoy, Megalligator synced his Spark to Megatron’s, suffusing him with life energy and giving him the strength he needed to defeat Sideways with a Mega Fusion Buster drill attack.

From the Creation Matrix came a vision of Green Tender Convoy. He explained that neither Megatron or Megalligator were suited to be his successor. Megatron was a being of half-life, an irradiated Spark piloting the unliving body of an abomination created by his past self. Megalligator was a being of death, an assassin overflowing with energy, whose only goal was the death of his foes to prove his life. But half-life and living for death are both forms of life, and their duality would allow them to surpass Green Tender Convoy as joint commanders: Green Compassionate Convoys. With his blessing, both took hold of the Green Matrix, and lit the beacon at the top of the pyramid.

Soundwave could only smile. His was not a perfect plan, but he would see Primus saved. As he took a triumphant swig from Bulk Gulp, he knew that His will had been passed down.

[dangus-doo]

I draw a pen doodle every day until I forget

Day 100: Magna Convoy/Blue Classics Prime (Transformers Takara Legends/Primus Vanguard)

Today I drew a Blue classics Optimus toy that I have! I don’t quite know his name, but I know that he’s a knock off of Magna Convoy from the Primal Vanguard toyline.

He looks good next to other colored Optimus that I have! (Being a knock off, all his joints are kinda loose, but standing still, he looks super stoic!)

I made it to 100 days! I didn’t think I’d get nearly this far! I’m really proud of… some of these drawings! (Not all, self criticism’s a bitch…) But I felt that today is a milestone, so I drew one of my favorite toys to celebrate! Thank you for sticking around this far! I hope I get to say that again at 200! Here’s hoping!

[incomingawn]

You’re goddamn right. She is unknowable and terrible and the most beautiful being you will ever come across.

Yeah megaempress is funny but I think yellow splendid convoy is funnier. she's optimus prime but yellow and girl and she turns into a firetruck

theres nothing that makes sense on this page

[sonicasura]

‘You don’t have the power to defy your oppressor, if you give in to me. I shall supply your bestial monsters with the power you could desire—‘

‘For ChaosGallantmon’s sake, let me sleep.’

‘So you combat me to save an entire planet yet allow injustice against yourself to persist? How pitiful—‘

‘Unicron. I managed to hurt you enough with minimal effort on my part and technically very little preparation. Now? I know exactly where your AntiSpark rests. There are fates worse than death, injuries more agonizing than acid, and I learned a great deal about you… So help me—I will find an Energon variant of Banchogolemon and drive the drill into you!’

‘You dare…!’

‘For the umpteenth time, yes. I dare. Very daring mortal that you are slowly driving to the verge of making a very personal expedition. Again. Fates worse than nonexistence. I don’t have to snuff your Anti-Spark to neuter you.’

‘I will remember this, heal, and enact my vengeance.’

‘You’re thinking of making Megatron an avatar of you and reviving all the dead cybertronians on Primus for an army. Aren’t you?’

‘…No…’

‘Every universe. In every damned one, Optimus and Megatron are revived in someway after their tragic deaths… It’s ridiculous.’

‘…’

‘Try summoning help from another universe and I will drive a tiny piece of metal in both of your optics. In such a way that you will be entirely unable to get it out, yet feel it with every single iota of a movement.’

‘Please no. I will surrender.’

Penumbra groaned as her head swam with a faint throb despite it technically being a step away from a hologram. Fucking Unicron—the Chaosbringer himself—had been attempting to recruit her ever since the poisoning was fading. His voice had been much louder in the beginning, but was slowly growing quieter as the days progressed. The cyber sleuth still felt ill regardless of his diminishing influence.

He really didn’t have anything to offer he when sufficiently motivated her own first partner could transform into GranDracmon. Who was said to be able to convert angels and demons alike to their side. Hell, the bio-merge had managed to stall the anti-God’s attention long enough to spring a trap. Pen darkly thought about how getting used to that form ought to improve how effective their voice was.

Unicron vastly underestimated the amount of chaotic and otherwise “evil” thoughts she had to constantly sort through in her own mind.

Her own personal demon was even human.

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A miniature ice age and Eaters were not a fun mix in the slightest when it came to a still recovering cyber sleuth’s health. Liberty huffed as she had to wait for Vanguard to fly onto the scene. She was still a Yokomon and very grumpy about the fact her own Rookie stage being a terrible flyer. Fact not opinion, ugh.

The currently plant digimon was waiting in the device that Van carried. Most of them were gradually restored to their rookie stages, but it was an ongoing process… Mechanical whirling of the dreaded enemy caught her attention.

Wings or no wings—at least she could still fight.

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“Gah!” Came Blades’ almost shriek over the shared comm and view screen system. “The slimy feelings back on my tail rotor!” Heatwave was about to comment on him being ridiculous, but then the helicopter’s frozen frame was pulled back. With no visible cause of it. The Rescue Bots immediately became on guard as Blades’ panicked… Only for an electrical charge from an insect-like drone to strike near the orange bot’s frame. It hit something unseen—

Then, the Rescue Bots and Burns’ family caught a glimpse of white tentacles falling off of Blades. Those alongside the drone flickered out of visible view like holograms. A tension rose in the air as certain parts of the iceberg began getting chips. Something like a battle raged on invisibly between team. All four cybertronian’s felt the “slimy” feeling briefly touching them. It continued until part of the iceberg suddenly had a massive indent in it.

Graham heard the failing of a motor yet it was Chief Burns and Chase who saw the culprit.

A white and black striped octopus with clear cybernetic enhancements—only for the cyborg to disintegrate into dust? What in the world???

—

S2 EP4 provided a perfect opportunity of having all four Rescue Bots vulnerable and enough technology to attract an Eater.

That's definitely a report to Optimus. One most likely to have Penumbra finally found and treated. Unicron, you can't offer Pen shit at all. Go bark up Megatron's tree.

[pluralsword]

Image Description: In front of a sci-fi polityscape back drop are a number of transformers who all have some yellow or yellowish orange in their paint schemes, except for one in sword mode for the reference. From left to right, Cyberverse Deluxe Grimlock holding Dazzlestrike in sword mode with an arm around Earthrise Sunstreaker who is a battle stance with two of T30 Arcee’s blue swords, and in front of them is Kingdom core Rattrap kneeling. To their right is Kingdom Mainframe, Cybertron Swindle, Legacy Jhiaxus holding a Matrix with a Matrix glow blast effect, a deep cuts mini of Optimus Prime painted as Splendid Yellow Convoy... and further is World's Smallest Bumblebee in front of Origins Bumblebee holding the Autobot Enigma aloft, behind whom is WFC Nova Storm with an arm around Jhiaxus. Last on the right is Cyberverse Deluxe Cheetor holding the AllSpark, and Nemesis Strika with an arm around Cheetor and a kitbash of the Mistress of Flame from RID 15 Windblade. End Image description.

Vanguardposting! a treat: the most icebergy and group (trans) sapphic Yellow Order posting we could have imagined from the toys we have. This is the Precursor World show we want. For those who don’t know, the Yellow Order is canonically an all gal group - originally led by Yellow Splendid Convoy - and after a number of convoluted events we don’t want to spoil, the next generation of the Primus Vanguard follows her footsteps, the Yellow Order led by none other than a Jhiaxus.

Suffice to say you could play around with this- different definitions of the word gal, being adjacent or close to galness, maybe becoming a part of the Yellow Order is like assuming a gender role for people across the gender spectrum- and maybe it thus/or also comes with realizations of gender. To go further- into what we like to write, it could be alien assemblage aesthetic ritually iterative free associated community of errant warriors with aesthetic overlap.

We think our small following can recognize that we Greencee coded Grimlock and Sunstreaker which is of course extra cool because Sunstreaker has back stacks, Grimlock is close friends with Arcee in Cyberverse, and Sunstreaker was a gal in Animated’s complete AllSpark almanac- whose art is based on Animated Arcee.

This is the Precursor World show we want.

[swervesbarpodcast]

Tune into the thrilling latest episode as the Primus Vanguard make a tough decision, while the players attempt to steal the Silver Matrix. But who can they trust when new friends may have hidden agendas?

[incomingawn]

I will, at some point, unleash upon Tumblr my unfettered and unrelenting

Yellow Splendid Convoy ✨Propaganda✨

With a healthy side of

💜Purple Wicked Convoy Adoration💜

Because they are the loves of my life, the owners of my heart, the possessors of my mind.

At some point. Not right now. For now, have them, and look forward to the future. (At some point)