#skyslice

[jackthevulture]

More doodle, Skyslicer this time

seaspray doodle

[saccharine-saturnnn]

Hey so like, hello I thought I’d just say a few things and introduce myself. I used to use this app way back in my younger teenage years (which is the early 2010s… ouch) I’m coming back because I don’t really want to miss out on the transformers art and Fanbase I got on TikTok. That being said, on TikTok I mostly made memes or whatever, but after getting medicated for adhd I started drawing more. Because it’s something I always wanted to do but scatterbrain. Im 24 and the second image is an oc of mine named Skyslicer. Im still very much a beginner artist and learning, but nice to be back I suppose.

[birdy-the-tweet]

❄️•Nexocember•❄️

Day 4 - Tech

I’m starting to really enjoy these writing prompts and the consistency of their release. Sorry for missing yesterday; I was exhausted and couldn’t come up with anything, and even now I can’t really decide on a good story for this one. Which is why I’ve decided to instead share a snippet from Nexo Knights S1 E1! It’s got a perfect scenario just for this prompt, so I hope you enjoy!

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Time Stamp: S1 E1 - The Book of Monsters Pt. 1

Once Clay realized the collisions of metal and hologram were ahead of him and drawing closer, he abandoned his reliance on the signs and quickened his pace to the only room with light illuminating faintly through its translucent doors, farthest door to the right he put together. He didn’t need to open it to know his companion was on the other side, but he hadn’t gone searching for him just to cement a theory. Welding his pride to the back of his head and plastering his best “relaxed” smile, he tapped a sensor panel on the wall and didn’t have to wait long for the double doors to slide downward into the floor.

The Fabricator was one of a few machines only certain places in Knightonia had access to due to its complexity and intake of power. He was proud they had even one in the academy; it made training more versatile and flexible to each knight’s resumé of presented skills. It was a large, slightly noisy machine, first invented twenty years prior by a team of academy mechanics who wanted to reduce the amount of wooden dummies and demolished sets of armor being thrown into digitization scanners. Knights could upload a 3D model of any object or enemy program of their choice, and the device’s RAM would fabricate it into a pixelated hologram solid enough to be damaged and destroyed without harming anything truly physical. If it was a more complex array of coding clipped onto a model, it would analyze the commands and play it accordingly until the hologram is destroyed. He didn’t want to think about all the times he begged Ava to design monster models for the machine they had on campus. One of his composition notebooks was filled to the brim with sketched-out ideas and lists for functions.

Within this room, the ones that had been summoned were flocks of agile primates that used relatively short wings to hover and shield themselves from attacks. Skyslicer chimps, nasty creatures in the southeast whose teeth could crunch through stone and acute climbing skills fit for scaling the hazardous Stormscrapers. Just one of them possessed the mischievous spirit and strong arm to throw travelers off the cliffs, but a swarm of them spelled trouble for even the mightiest of knights. It came to no surprise there were models of these in the Fabricator, nor did it shock him they were chosen for training.

One by one, they circled around a single figure, a hulking humanoid that stood well over seven feet tall and completely unarmed. Yet it didn’t stop him from taking a defensive stance and swerving around each slash of their claws easily. Their unpredictability added a preferred challenge to the evasive maneuvers he took, feet sliding across smooth metal flooring as if lathered in grease. It was more like an improvised dance than it was a dangerous game against the odds, a performance Clay couldn’t admit was pleasing to watch.

A primate perched on a parked hover horse stole an opportunity to glide into the scene from behind the training knight and land a strike against the spine, but the last thing it would see was a single side glare from within the mask of the man. Halting the assault at the last second, he swiveled on his heel and struck his fist square into the chest of the smaller beast, and it dissipated into a flurry of pixelated pieces. A cry of disapproval rang through the troupe of chimps after the fall of their colleague. Many slammed their fists on the ground or snarled at the martial fighter for his success, hostility only responded to with even more violence.

While a smaller monster was still gawking at the horror they would have to live with, its agony was silenced as the knight rushed forward at bone chilling speed and punched straight through the skeleton animation of its design. Only when two more were taken down in a similar fashion did the enemies realize they couldn’t sit around any further, but even that hardly saved them from their inevitable fates. A pair was grabbed by their prehensile tails and slammed into each other with the force of an armored truck. A third would be seeing stars for the next week after an elbow to the chest and a fist to the face. Another ate the heel of his steel plated boot and disintegrated instantly from the cold taste of defeat. And the rest, well, they were all vanquished in a similar manner to the rest: quick and simple.

The last one’s data returned like a gust of wind into the vacuum of the Fabricator, and the screen displayed a checkmark signaling the end of the program. Straightening himself from his fighting position and flexing gloved fingers, the masked knight contemplated starting another round of combat with the machine in what little time he had remaining. His armor was mostly donned save for the breastplate and his choice of weapons. It wouldn’t take more than a minute to secure both in his custody and server connection. But as he marched lazily to the machine, his thought process was interrupted by another pair of feet approaching from his left.

Clay, graced with his first genuine smile of the evening, tucked his hands politely behind his back in the presence of a folk hero. “Hey Dauntless.”

“Clay. Pleasure as always, old friend.” It never failed to amuse him how awestruck the Cobalt Knight would always appear after mere, measly moments of observing an independent training segment with code. His eyes were like Christmas lights the day after Thanksgiving, jolly and warm for the arrival of the higher god that was St. Nicholas.

Upon arrival at the Fabricator, Dauntless switched the power off and made sure its digital cord was disconnected from the outlet in the wall. The thread of golden light slithered back into the base of the machine, and a final purr died down into blissful silence only seconds after. The other knight saw it as his chance to resume conversation. Or, well, start it to begin with. “I trust you’re ready for the Battlebration tonight?”

“Well I must be, now shouldn’t I? It would be pretty embarrassing if I wasn’t, don’t you know,” the masked knight mused to himself mostly. He relied on the ancient piece of training equipment to support his weight in the minute he would spend planted in place, a foot nestled against its side as he folded his arms nonchalantly over his chest. “And you?”

The vex laced in the brunette’s heavy breath spoke greater than his next words. “I sure hope so. I had a whole spreadsheet made this morning so everyone would have a layout of what they should present at the ceremony, but… Lance broke the tablet.”

“Really,” buzzed his sardonic smirk. “Sounds to me he broke more than just that.”

He’d be right. Clay’s disgruntled pout only seasoned the flavor of his triumph, childish enough to spark a laugh off the larger male’s chest. “That’s beyond the point.”

“No but I sure am right, aren’t I?”

“Ugh- look.” He clawed the air and strangled an invisible Lance between his palms. “I just need everyone to concentrate today. That’s all I ask.”

“Yes, among the other fifteen things you’ve asked for this week.”

“Dauntless.”

“What. I’m right,” he reminded the swordsman. “You can’t expect everything to be perfect, you know. Every knight has their own definition of that.”

“Yes, I know. But for today, at least today, I just want things to go according to plan. So far Lance hasn’t even shown a grain of care for the ceremony.”

“He cares.”

“Tell that to the tablet.”

Dauntless rattled a tinge of irritation off his head like a maraca. “Clay, do understand. Half of your classmates could care less about the knighting itself. This has been a tradition that’s persisted in Knightonia for centuries, long before even technology was a thing. And while it is a treasured event in the lives of the people, it is all but routine as well. A display in the late afternoon followed by the knighting, a break for everyone to eat and prepare for the evening, and a performance of battle at the crack of dusk. It hasn’t changed in… I don’t even want to know how long. Longer than I’ve been around, sheesh…”

“So what does that say about your age, grandpa-”

“Not important.” He hoisted himself off the Fabricator and made his way over to where Clay stood, dwarfing him within seconds. “The point is, it doesn’t have to be perfect, and neither should you. Your education as a knight does not end once you walk out those gates. Field work is the most extensive, pain-staking form of study to any student no matter their age or expertise. Your real celebration will commence the moment you realize that. So today… Just focus on what you’ve learned so far, and don’t obsess so much over being flawless. Nobody likes a walking statue.”

Though the swordsman listened like a groundhog to the first mourning dove of spring, his eyes were stitched in a furrowed pattern across his troubled face. “And the others-”

“So what? The other classmates have a tendency to act on their own accord. Don’t worry about it. Focus on your own performance and your ability to adapt to whatever chaos happens out there. I trust you know how to do that.”

“...yeah, I do. I can do that at least.” Clay could never find the right words to thank the traveling warrior for his skill of words and wistful perception, not even if it took him a thousand years to formulate a thesis around his wisdom. He already wasted four of those years dragging himself into this same ballroom waltz over and over again, rushing to Dauntless for advice and never knowing how to return the favor. The masked man had years – in theory – of experience as a helping hand and protector of the realm without the need for a Nexo shield, and he offered his accelerated education of the world and its lessons freely like a guest speaker in a school assembly. And yet, he couldn’t ever do the same for him, or perhaps it was never needed. He couldn’t tell anymore.

“Good. Now then, now that you mention the others,” the Hooded Knight drawled, the optics of his mask drifting like dandelion fluff to the door. “Where are they, Macy and Lance?”

He’d much rather chew his own hand off than answer that. With a gruff groan that strained his throat, he dragged himself to an aimless waltz around a ten foot diameter in front of the other. “Macy’s still dealing with her parents, I think. She’s been arguing with them all morning about the battlebration, and I don’t think I need to know the finer details after the seven dozen angry messages she’s sent me all day, all in caps.”

“Will she be able to graduate?”

“Oh I hope so.

[valiant-portabella-pirkko]

alright, time for some post-beta screens:

Inventor Irvyn - Engineer (Holosmith)

Glaucia Razetalon - Revenant (Renegade)

Postumus Skyslicer - Ranger (Soulbeast)

and a bonus dabbing Ruju that absolutely nobody asked for:

[travelimagez]

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[bugsinthebayou]

i present: branzy's skyslicers he named Gutspillers !

[lifesteal-headcanons]

branzy was trained in a specific type of mid-air battle using a weapon specific to mid-air combat. it Can be used on the ground, but its hard to get used to. and since branzys never gotten the hang of it on the ground hes just placed them in his perma-Inventory

*looks at your skyslicers fic*

[vulture-jack]

Skyslicer got the scar on his forehead because he flew into a rock while staring at seaspray when they were younger btw. not in a fight.  

[5godsofphantomlord]

Good day!

BJeez, I’m running out of greetings... A-anyway! Hello again, Odin here yet again to talk more about my teammates.This time, it’s Maui! So, with that having been said, let’s get down to business.

This is Kogane (when we can get her to take her cloak off), she’s about 5′8 and she’s a cat Faunus! She’s often been called the ‘cool aunt’ of the group by other members of our guild, but honestly, she’s more like a second Adrian. Admittedly, Kogane does have a better sense of self-preservation, but that doesn’t stop her from getting caught up in some pretty crazy mischief.  As someone who’s always lived life in the fast lane, she’s used to getting into trouble, and she’s also...how should I put it... she’s got a-

SHE’S A PERV AND IT’S HILARIOUS!

God dammit Adrian! I’m trying to be serious here! Besides, it’s not like you’re any better!

At least I can say it with a straight face!

It’s just weird talking about stuff like that, ok! Now then, where wer-

...

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AMA; YOU ARSEHOLE IT’S ON VOICE RECORD!

*Dying of laughter*

ANYWAY! Kogane may well be...yeah, but (unlike Adrian) she knows when to get serious. She’s also a super kind and caring person, really outgoing, and she has a great sense of humour.  

Anyway, we should probably move on to her abilities.

First up, Aura: Kogane’s aura is stronger than mine, but she’s not quite up with Kerry and Adrian. However, her semblance does help her keep up with their level of defence. Whirlwind is an ability that let’s Maui create a spiralling cloak of wind around her body. This can be used to soften/deflect attacks, to lower wind-resistance when running, or to slow descents. Also, depending on the direction of the wind and the direction of her attack, she can also use it to empower her own strikes. Also, Maui is able to use the wind dust she has ‘tattooed’ into her (because all of us have some kind of dust) and her Wind-Dust projection is immensely versatile. She can make everything from barriers, to blades, to blunt-force projectiles, and waaay more too!

Next, magic part 1 (but not really): Unlike most of us, Kogane was never a human in the first place, so the process that made the rest of us different races just kinda...didn’t work on her. While this means she didn’t gain any abilities from a genetic-makeover, she did work on harnessing her semblance and Win-Dust projection to a greater extent, meaning she’s very skilled with both.

Magic part 2: Kogane spent quite a long time trying to find someone who would teach her a magic ‘cool enough, that doesn’t sacrifice power’. None of us had expected that someone to be a Djinn, but hey, what’s life without a few surprises. Kogane’s Djinnslayer Magic is a type of Genieslayer magic taught by genies with an elemental affiliation for wind, and it has a pretty crazy focus on speed. Kogane is able to manipulate the golden winds she can create in a variety of ways, like her Djinn’s Belief a spell that lets her manipulate a golden cloud by: covering an area with it, condensing and attacking with it, marking an area with it, or riding it (increasing her speed drastically). Combine this with the fact that even possessing Genieslayer magic makes someone ridiculously fast by default, and you’ve got one hell of a speed demon.

Other magic: Kogane has a...rather unusual heritage that (somehow) manages to span multiple timelines-

TALOS IS HER FUGGIN’ GRANDDAD! THAT SHIT AIN’T ‘UNUSUAL’ ITS FUCKIN’ HACKS!

Dammit Ama! Stop interrupting; it keeps picking you up on the mic!

Anyway, her heritage is rather different from most, so (despite magic not being something openly available on Remnant) she was born with a pool of magic-power (in this case: Magikca, but when you obtain more than one type of magic-power, they all kinda merge together). This gave her an incredible affinity for Nurn magic that she has trained even further to grant a massive variety of spells. This includes, but is not limited to: Ebonyflesh, [Flame/Frost/Storm] Thrall, Bound Dagger, Blizzard, Mayhem, Frenzy Rune, Invisibility, Muffle, Harmony, Hysteria, Poison Rune, and many, many more.

Weapons: Sacred Treasure - Skyslicer: Skyslicer is a large War-Scythe with a large curved (stereotypical) scythe blade on one side of the head, and a large upward-facing blade on the other side (both on the same end). The pole also has a secondary handle sticking out of the side that allows Kogane to better control her edge-alignment as well as helping generate force when striking from certain angles. It’s magical ability is called Windblade, and it means that the faster the wielder is travelling the sharper the blade becomes, meaning more devastating strikes (even before you account for the extra force being delivered because of the greater speed).

Welp, that’s all for today people! Thanks for sticking with us, there’s only one more to go now, and that’s the newbie, Heracles!

Cya next time, bye for now! :3

[emperorofvos]

baby ( for the crack xjshdh)

This is again going with a scenario where Steve doesn't exist. Though Star and Whirl haven't talked much yet, that could easily change as they met more often for movie nights. Again, it's really not so hard to court a lonely Starscream, and if being with Whirl meant turning his trine into a quartet, that's just a huge bonus.

Perhaps a particularly romantic night together would make Starscream want to reinforce their bond, and lo and behold...If Starscream wound up the carrier, he'd still be pretty demanding of pampering, even if Whirl's sparkling would be much less taxing on his spark. If Whirl was the carrier, Starscream would constantly fret over him, making sure Whirl isn't about to do anything reckless to put himself and their baby in danger.

Since their sparkling would inherit Whirl's original frame, their baby might not turn out quite so point if it takes a little more after him. He too might have a chance to see something resembling his original face in their child. Between a jet and a copter, their kid's going to be a flyer, it's just a matter of chance whether their come out with wings or blades on their back. If they take more after Whirl, Starscream will have to accept his kid having a rather shapely chassis as well, seeing as how Whirl has the entire front of a helicopter for a chest. No matter what, though, their kid is gonna have great legs.

I can imagine a name the likes of Skyslicer or Airviper for this kid.

[robobuddies]

commission from skyslicer-wr3nch

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[jackthevulture]

Skyslicer I did a little bit ago to test a scale detail brush I made. Probably wont be able to see unless you zoom in, outside of the “ears” anyway. 

[a-c-e-t-y-l-e-n-e]

Skyslice

[animalfigure]

/> Vtech Switch And Go Dinos Skyslicer Car Dinosaur Action Figure https://ebay.to/2XToDDg

[travelimagez]

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[bugsinthebayou]

Sharpened Skyslicers

silver siblings !!

skyslicer training!!

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"How are you going to kill anyone with that kind of swing, Branzy?" Ivory churrs. She's amused. He isn't.