#rotr turbulence

[riseoftheradiotrons]

Turbulence, green is not your color

Turbulence is sobbing in his room again. Let's hope he doesn't get crying-fluid in his PC. Or let's hope he does, actually.

Crim looks at the message, confused. "I don't know how to tell you that the majority of his body is navy blue. Though... I have to agree with you, his helm is obnoxious."

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#zeichnung #drawing #dessin #croquis #avion #plane #turbulances #turbulancebell #sketching #rotring #berlin #paris #muji https://www.instagram.com/paperyo/p/4PdES7hkc_/?igshid=1994c7b6a1wzs

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Art by @bustavo Turbulence II. Iteration of this sketch from Feb ‘22. #axidraw #penplotter #plotterart #inkart #generative #penonpaper #generativeart #generativedesign #inkartwork #codeart #newmediaart #genart #genartclub #rotring #iroshizuku #monochromatic #zigzags #zigzag #turbulence https://www.instagram.com/p/Cch3_h7LB_A/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[transformers-fan-continuities]

Spotlight: Rise of the Radiotrons

Here it is folks, the first fan canon spotlight, showcasing Rise of the Radiotrons created by sleeveev! You can find this over at @riseoftheradiotrons and also on AO3! This is a long post, fair warning.

Q) Give us a run down of your cont! What's it about, what's it called, what's it like?

the cont, despite being called Rise of the Radiotrons, revolves around five main groups of characters, and the mystery that accidentally intertwines all of them. a lot of false identities, undiscovered pasts, mystery that you need to read all the way through to really uncover. it also takes place during the attrition phase of the Autobot-Decepticon war, and Megatron and Optimus are... dead. but... weren't they made immortal by the Eternal Surge? where are they?

Q) What characters take the lead here? Any personal favorites?

characters that take the lead? hoo, boy, there's a lot. and be warned, this is OC-heavy. Wavecrash, Blackarachnia, Sparkplug, Pascal, and Ness make up the Earth detective team, the first to investigate the Radiotrons: Nanotube, Quicksilver, Greenscreen, and [REDACTED] (that is not their name, you will learn it later!).

Starscream, Moonkiller, and Pharma investigate a series of rust-related murders, later with the help of Eclipse and Terraform. the two they investigate? two hulking beings that carry a rust of sheer destruction of anything metal, Turbulence and someone known only as The Crimson Doctor. the third part is mostly with just a few characters. Dial-Up and Absolute Zero are in a cat-and-mouse chase, Dial-Up attempting to capture Absolute Zero and return him to the prison he escaped from. other 'bots come into this story, including Pylon, Airachnid, Suture, and Cyclonus, but they are not the main focus.

Turbulence.  this motherfucker. this moldy bitch.

my personal favorites? i love Sparkplug, i love my little gaming PC gal. The Crimson Doctor has also grown on me quite a bit. i'm gonna make fat robots and you can't stop me.

Sparkplug above, Crimson Doctor (Crim) below

Q) I love how he isn’t crimson at all.

oh you'll learn why he's crimson

Q) Ominous! Is there a bigger point to this, like a theme or some catharsis? Or is it just fluffy fun?

a bigger point to this? well, i have quite my fair share of trauma for being in a military family - being on the home front of a war i never even learned about until i was like 12. i wanted to show the horrors of attrition above all, because attrition is the part of war that everyone seems to forget, but is possibly the most dangerous part of it. everyone's killing each other over resources, dying of preventable diseases, resources are spread thin among soldiers and thinner among civilians. it also lets new, perhaps worse groups arise from the dust.

war was never about who was right. it was about who could live longer. and RotR, with its rampant killings that people can't even begin to investigate until their leaders are toppled from their thrones and complete anarchy reigns among military sites, is a testament to that.

war was the cause for part of the namesake of the Radiotrons themselves - the Great Radiation Crisis. war was where everything went wrong

Q) How long have you been working on it?

now, for the slightly less dark - it varies from character to character! while the official plot of RotR was established on August 25 this year, some 'bots go much further back - Pascal's earliest concepts were made on May 8, Nanotube's were made on April 25, and The Crimson Doctor's roots go as far back as a character called The Crimson-Eyed Doctor, a character created on Dec 11, 2019 (happy belated birthday, Crim!).

Q) You’re very meticulous with your dates!

i lose track of all time otherwise

Q) Give us a behind-the-scenes look! Show us a secret ;))

behind the scenes.

this is a mystery cont.

THERE'S A LOT BEHIND THE SCENES.

i will start with some no-context spoilers, here.

and, now for something a bit more genuinely secret.

whether this is a crimson doctor or a red herring, you decide.

Q) Where did you draw inspiration from? What canons, what other fiction, what parts of real life?

this varies from subtle to shameless.

my cont would fit best in an comic format, so it makes sense that i was inspired by IDW - and that it was my entry into the TF fandom! there is also some TFA bits in there, but the majority of it is personal robot worldbuilding, with a couple sprinkles of headcanons and OCs taken from Afterburn, a cont made by a longtime friend of mine.

other fiction i took inspiration from is mostly in the character designs. Blackarachnia was loosely inspired by Tawna from Crash Bandicoot 4: It's About Time (you went through such a good revamp sweetie. neon lesbian.). if you can't tell that Turbulence took inspiration from Cioccolata from JJBA: Golden Wind, i don't know what to tell you. Crim took less inspiration from a character and more from a trope - the "ever-obedient villain subordinate". i just sucked all of the homoeroticism out of it, and also decided to give him more of a self than just someone who serves the villain.

here's Tawna (specifically Crash Bandicoot 4), one of the big inspirations for Blackarachnia's design! we don't talk about your past sweetie.

and Blackarachnia headshot to compare, because her fullbody is still in progress.

i am sharing this specific image of cio, one of turb's inspos, because i BASED A TURB PIECE OFF OF IT.

real life? RADIATION, RADIATION. i have radiation and radioactive things and the PERIODIC TABLE as a special interest and it SHOWS. it's all radiation. even the names. Quicksilver comes from mercury, Starborn comes from all elements being created from stars in space, Nanotube comes from carbon nanotubes, and [REDACTED] comes from... well, you don't know yet. there's also the whole attrition war thing, for real life inspiration, too.

Q) Show off something you're really proud of, a particular favorite part of your cont.

this piece of Eclipse and Turbulence('s hand), for one

(the image is at the end of the post under a readmore, as it contains eye trauma, eye touching, and roboblood)

and another thing i am particularly proud of are all my worldbuilding posts! they look like textbook entries kinda but i really really love em. here's one of them, though there are many more on the blog!

lastly, my favorite character introduction post. if you know Afterburn, you may be pleasantly surprised seeing this.

Q) Ah, that guy.

fun fact about RotR Absolute Zero! his color palette is taken from a diagram of a human heart. here is the motherfucker in question,

Q) What other fan canons do you love and why? Would you like to see them interviewed?

Afterburn. my best friend made this i can't just NOT advertise it. go look at it there's murderers and there's an OC that's actually very inspired by not one but two of my creations (the original OC he was a fanformer of, and his altmode - I'd had thoughts of various greenhouse 'bots like that). @transformersafterburn​. please don't simp for Abzero. or maybe do. he's a better option than Turbulence.

Mirror Mirror. found at @transformers-mirror-mirror​, it's got so many epic character designs and realistically sized altmodes despite not having realistically sized altmodes this makes me go happy flappy and is also inspiring a future project of mine, also Shattered Glass!

NEW PRIMES OF CYBERTRON. RITO I LOVE YOUR CONT SO MUCH. i summed it up in "transformers ungunned" but THERE IS MUCH MORE GO CHECK IT OUT AFTER YOU FINISH READING THIS INTERVIEW @thenamesblurrito​

Q) [insert flattered keysmashing from me, creator of New Primes of Cybertron, otherwise known as TF:SNAP]

Thank you very much veev! Everyone go check out Rise of the Radiotrons! Stay tuned for next week, when we’ll get to see some Shattered Glass...

(aforementioned image under the cut, warning for eye trauma, eye touching, and roboblood)

[riseoftheradiotrons]

💞 *sighs* Turbulence

Turb immediately flops onto his desk and gazes at nothing in particular, looking so lovestruck there may as well be cartoon hearts floating above his head and popping like lovely pink bubbles.

"Pretty ladies. Any sort of pretty ladies. I think they're called waifus on Earth. They're all my waifus."

His voice sounds almost slimy. You don't want to hear him describe anything more. Or look at his computer background. Anything but his computer background.

[riseoftheradiotrons]

Your father doesn’t love you, Turbulence.

Turbulence is normally pretty unshakeable by the asks he’s sent. Keeping up a front of sheer obnoxious bastard energy, sandwiched between ‘no conjunx’es for good measure.

Tears prick at the corners of his eyes reading this message.

This message sounds so sincere, it sounds like it’s coming from a disappointed mother, a mother he never had.

You’ve made him cry.

“No.”

He grabs the datapad with the ask on it and shakes it, like he’s shaking the shoulders of someone to snap them out of something.

“He loves me. He’s always loved me. I’m his favorite son.“

The tears keep flowing, tinged the slightest shade of green thanks to the Bulb-Rust.

“What sort of cruel joke... he loves me, he cares for me, I’m the one who’s going to inherit his empire, ever since my sparking, he...”

The question sticks in his mind, for a long time. Sinking like a rock into dark waters, settling on the bottom and refusing to move.

He hates that he keeps questioning his own answer.

[riseoftheradiotrons]

Hey Turb why are you heterosexual

"...okay, you and your fucky words. What is a heterosexual?"

He proceeds to look it up.

Cut to him still sitting in front of his screen network. He has been sitting there for hours. He looks like his conscience left his body.

"So I am heterosexual."

He's forgotten the question.

[riseoftheradiotrons]

[ID: an image of Turbulence from the fan-continuity Rise of the Radiotrons, without his rust. He is a tall mint-green, dark blue, and lavender mech. He has a mint-green helm, a single lavender antenna, and a smug expression on his face. His body is mainly made of helicopter split into two main halves, the front half being his chest, and the back half being his hip area, jointed lavender connectors connecting the two. His shoulders are dark blue, his upper arms are mint green, and his forearms are white, with large purple and mint green segments separating his forearms and hands. A fan of four large black rotors is spread out behind him, like peacock feathers. His thighs are other outer segments of the helicopter, and his lower legs are a slightly lighter blue, with back parts of the helicopter attached to them. His feet are long, the tops are mint-green and the soles are lavender, connected by thin, dark blue tubes, hoisting him up off the ground a little. end ID.]

somewhat low-effort ref of this man without his rust. got a bit of a redesign so he makes a little more sense. i kept his platform heels because of course

[riseoftheradiotrons]

[ID: two images of an original character, Turbulence, from the fan continuity Rise of the Radiotrons. both are headshots, drawn digitally. the first is flat color, and he’s sticking his tongue out with a wide grin on his face. the second is shaded, with his colors heavily darkened. a purple glow comes from each optic, and a green glow from his mouth. end ID.]

a sketchdump. turbulence my abhorred

[riseoftheradiotrons]

turb, do u ever eat ur own mold

Turbulence looks utterly repulsed. He actually retches.

"Eugh. No, what the fuck. Why the fuck would I eat it, no conjunx. It's like eating your own... what's the organic strings on the head?"

"Hair?" Crim offers from the other room.

"YEAH, THAT. I'm not a fucking hair-eater. No conjunx."

[riseoftheradiotrons]

Hey Turb why are you straight

"What's a straight? Is that another organ?"

[riseoftheradiotrons]

Turbulence your ass kibble is terrible and I hate how it works

"...Crim, what's an 'ass'? And what does my kibble have to do with it?"

Distant yelling from the medical labs. "I am not answering that. You are not making me answer that!"

"WHAT'S THE ASS?! IS THAT THE ONE WITH THE LUNGS?!"

"NO IT IS NOT THE ONE WITH THE LUNGS!"

"IS IT THE ONE WITH THE KIDNEYS?!” 

“YOU WILL NEVER LEARN WHAT THIS IS.”

Turbulence crosses his arms and sits down. How he does so, we do not know.

[riseoftheradiotrons]

A Discussion Around A Shitty Picnic Table With Popcorn Shrimp As Refreshments

Moonkiller was the first to speak up once the other Autobot sat down. “What is your name?” 

Then, Starscream, “Your real name. We’re Cybertronians, too.” He showed the large Decepticon patch on the sleeve of his crop top hoodie.

“Oh! I’m Terraform, a medic... ex-medic.” 

Pharma sighed in relief, “Good. We need one of those.”

Starscream looked at Pharma, confused. “Weren’t you a medic?”

“Yeah, and I haven’t been able to touch or examine a single body other than my own for who knows how long? I don’t even think I could successfully patch up a coursing spark at this rate.”

Terraform glanced left and right, not exactly wanting to remain in this conversation. “Why did you call me over here...? Other than for being another Cybertronian, of course.”

“We are searching for someone.” Moonkiller popped a popcorn shrimp into her mouth, then slid the container of popcorn shrimp over to Terradome. “Would you like a popcorn shrimp?”

He carefully bit into one, and his eyes went wide. “Human food is amazing. How did you find currency here? I didn’t see any conversion areas, and I don’t even think the conversion ratio is measured here.”

Pharma shrugged, biting into a warm cookie. “Oh, you know.”

“Forget I asked.” Terraform finished off his popcorn shrimp. “You were searching for someone?”

“Yep. Cryogen.”

His eyes widened. “Cryogen? He’s moneycapped!”

Moonkiller raised an eyebrow. “And?”

“...fair. I guess a moneycapped killer is easier to follow than a capless one.” Terraform took his sunhat off of his head, letting the holographic hat dissolve into thin air as he tentatively reached out for another popcorn shrimp.

“Go ahead, you are allowed.” Moonkiller shrugged. “We cannot eat all of this anyway.”

Terraform gladly ate another shrimp. “Well... I don’t know how much I could help you with that. Except maybe Cryogen’s medical records, he is- was an Autobot.”

Starscream immediately looked intrigued. “Ooo. That’d be great, actually.”

“I can’t send medical records over digipad, I’ll just tell you when we’re... in a less crowded area.” Terraform gestured to the buzz of the glowing city around him and the others.

Starscream shrugged, “We’ll leave once the streets start to clear, and then we can discuss more Cryogen information. It looks like he isn’t in any of the Pax system’s larger cities, so he’s probably on a smaller planet, and Pharma will have to refuel tors shuttle.”

The four continued their conversations and human food experimentation late into the night.

     As they left, two men lingered on the streets.

One was a heavy, hulking man, and had bandages over his eyes, nasty scars peeking out from under them. Curly black hair fell over his face, and he was in a large grey parka and white pants. He held a cane in each hand - one shorter, for support, and one longer, to investigate his surroundings.

The other was nearly as tall, but much thinner, his green hair pulled into a small ponytail and a cross necklace resting over his hoodie. An unusual gold earring pierced each ear, and his sneakers were clearly new but sensory hell to even look at.

“That’s my father they’re trying to find, Crim.” The green-haired man looked at the black-haired man like he was roadkill. “Didn’t you hear them?”

The black-haired man was silent.

“We’re going back. We’re going back to find him.”

“...shouldn’t we bring Eclipse?”

“To the melting pot with Eclipse. He doesn’t even have any physical descriptions of you, what the melt can he do?”

The black-haired man nodded. Robotically, involuntarily.

“Tonight, we’re finding Cryogen.”

Turbulence and The Crimson Doctor walked off into the night.

[riseoftheradiotrons]

4. Best guess for who’d be a tumblr sexyman in your cont ?

and I forget the number, but who ships reylo, if anyone?

Number 4, Number 4. This one goes without saying, frankly. It’s Turbulence. Sheet white, stick thin, there’s nothing I can do. 

As for the genuine Reylo shipper... oh, boy. Oh, boy, it’s probably Greenscreen, he’s just that painful and prideful.

[riseoftheradiotrons]

good gamer af anon was me, TM Waspy! Turb you are scary but I'll respect you because you are capable of doing what you enjoy.

He looks quite prideful at receiving respect. Nothing can hurt him now. He enjoys this little human who respects him.

[riseoftheradiotrons]

turbulence don't listen to them youre good gamer af my dude.

He nods, wiping at his eyes. “I’m glad some of these anons know to appreciate me and how beautiful and skilled I am. No conjunx... maybe a little conjunx. Only for you.”