#steel mauler

[in1-nutshell]

Hey so what if the old Predacon buddy were to meet the rescue bots how would they react to the senior Predacon?

It is said that the list of 'Grandbabies' grew that day.

Hope you enjoy!

Steel Mauler meets the Rescue Bots

SFW, Platonic, Cybertronian reader

TFP

Steel Mauler was having their daily sun nap in the scrapyard.

Their joints were aching a bit more than usual and opted to stay at the yard for patrol.

Fix-it, Denny and Russel had left with the team earlier, leaving them alone in the scrapyard.

It was a peaceful morning in the sun.

Until they heard the groundbridge starting up.

It confused them as they didn’t remember Bee using the bridge for patrolling.

Out popped a little yellow drone flying around saying the words ‘Toast’ repeatedly.

Steel Mauler got curious and carefully approached the little yellow drone before it went back into the bridge.

…Now… Steel Mauler knew they shouldn’t go in…

… But they did it anyways.

They walked into some sort of building on the other side as the portal closed.

Looking around for the little yellow drone… instead they found two human children.

Steel Mauler looking down at the kids.

“…”

“…”

“…umm, hello there. My name is Steel Mauler and-”—Steel Mauler

The boy jumps up and walks up to them.

“Noble! A giant robot dragon!”—the boy

The boy looks at their insignia.

“You’re an Autobot?”—the girl

“That’s right. How do you know about Autobots.”—Steel Mauler

“We know about the Rescue Bots are Autobots.”—the boy

Steel Mauler raises an optic.

“Rescue Bots? Here? I didn’t think that many or if any were still active, after all this time.”—Steel Mauler

“That’s what Chase said.”—the girl

“Hmm, and your names are?”—Steel Mauler

“I’m Frankie.”--Frankie

“I’m Cody. And you said your name was ‘Steel Mauler’?”—Cody

“That is correct.”—Steel Mauler

The older Predacon smirks a bit before patting the two on the head with their wings.

The door opens revealing two older adults.

“… Well, this is awkward.”—Steel Mauler

The girl and boy, Frankie Green and Cody Burns introduced them to their father’s.

They bowed a bit showing respect.

Cody wanted them to meet the bots.

Steel Mauler agreed and followed the humans.

The bots were not ready to see a giant Predacon walk into base with Cody, Frankie, Doc Green, and Chief Burns.

Neither were their human partners.

Steel Mauler winces a bit at the high pitch scream coming from the orange bot.

The blue and green ones stood in front of the humans and the red one looked like he was going to fight them.

“Calm down guys! Steel Mauler’s friendly! See!”--Cody

Frankie points at the Autobot insignia.

“See!”--Frankie

The bots relax a bit but they are still on edge.

“I apologize for the sudden entrance. I was accidentally bridged here.”—Steel Mauler

“You used a groundbrigde?”—human with the glasses

“More like dragged against my will.”—Steel Mauler

Heatwave walks up to them.

“I’m Heatwave.”--Heatwave

“I am Chase.”--Chase

“I’m Boulder.”--Boulder

“And I’m Blades.”--Blades

Steel Mauler turns to Blades.

“You’re Blades? Hmm, good to finally have a face for the name.”—Steel Mauler

“Name?”—human with the orange hair

“How do you know Blades?”—human woman

“I remember Bumblebee mentioning your name quite a few times.”—Steel Mauler

Blades suddenly moves closer to the Predacon.

“Really?! Bumblebee talks about me!?”--Blades

Steel Mauler is now resisting the urge to add another bot to their collection of grandbabies.

Steel Mauler has some time to get to know the rest of the team before they decide to go back to the scrapyard.

From ‘sparing’ with Heatwave.

To helping Boulder with planting some trees.

To helping Chase archive some of the cases.

To watching some movies with Blades.

To giving the humans Dragon rides.

Blades is the one who figures out quickly that Steel Mauler is old.

As in old as dirt.

It also didn’t help that their joints were hurting and making a squeaking sound.

“Why don’t we sit down for a bit longer.”--Blades

“I’m fine Blades, see.”—Steel Mauler

Steel Mauler stretches a servo.

SSSQQQQUUUEEEEAAAAKKKKK!

“…”—both bots

“… Now I know what your thinking, but this is all normal.”—Steel Mauler

“Steel, you need more rest especially with how old you are. It’s not good for the long run.”--Blades

“I can still kick it like the other’s Blades.”—Steel Mauler

“But you aren’t invincible either.”--Blades

Steel Mauler huffs a bit.

“Please?”--Blades

Steel Mauler huffs more.

“Then you leave me with no choice. Cody!”--Blades

“Blades what are you doing?”—Steel Mauler

Cody comes in.

“Yeah Blades?”--Cody

“Steel needs to rest their joints but they don’t want to and its bad for them to strain them at this age.”--Blades

“Wait your old?”--Cody

“Yes, I’m old but not that old.”—Steel Mauler

“In human terms how old would you be?”--Cody

Steel Mauler tries to resist the puppy dog eyes.

It fails.

“…In the hypothetical situation that your bots were the human ages of 30…”—Steel Mauler

“Then you are…?”--Cody

“I’m 1500.”—Steel Mauler

“…what?”—Cody and Blades

“Cody I’m pretty sure I am the oldest Cybertronain alive.”—Steel Mauler

Soon everyone catches on, and they are swarmed Steel Mauler with accommodations for their aching joints.

Steel Mauler decides to just let them do their thing, after all the heat pads were helping a bit with the pains.

Meanwhile at the scrapyard…

Bumblebee was frantically looking for Steel Mauler until he received a picture from Blades.

It was Steel Mauler happily sleeping with the kids outside.

There was a little message saying that the older Predacon was doing just fine and would be returning home soon.

[yourfavepokemontype]

Cahara is a Normal/Dark Type!

D'arce is a Steel/Fighting Type!

Enki is a Dark/Fairy Type!

Ragnvaldr is a Ghost/Ground Type!

Crow Mauler is a Ghost/Psychic Type!

[the--firevenus]

I saw your post on who has the best tits chest. There is an easy solution! They all have the best chest for their factions.

Phraesto-Hypogean

Dionel-Celestials

Hogan-Lightbearers [it's not even a competition, I mean look at him 👀]

Brutus-Maulers

Which now raises the question. Who has the best chest for Graveborns and Wilders?

[If only this was Arena, I would say Hodgkin and Oku 😞]

YOU SO RIGHTTTT!!!!! also this just makes me realize the lack of buffy man in wilder and graveborn 😭💀

I have to go to the heroes archive in the game to inspect one by one LMAO, so here what I came out with!

Graveborn - Thoran.. NOW HERE ME OUT LET ME COOK!!! — originally I want to with Igor, yes he hunch back but out of all graveborn men he seem to be the only one with decent muscle mass, not too lean and very tall too (but again he hunch back and crouching so it's kinda hide it) ((side note: his waist is very small compare to his torso... Dev.. My eyes on you dev))

But then I looked more on Thoran and realize.. He has much more bigger torso... He hunch back A LOT and you can't see it but when he did this idle..

YOU SEE IT?? YOU SEE IT??? guy maybe old af and short but he has a unit!!! Very well hidden, this is why he's my king lmao

For the wilder I have even harder time cuz the men's are build very... Lean, I think?? There wasn't a whole lot of muscle, my original thought was to gave it to bryon cuz he's seem very fitted to me, but then I scroll to the other wilders men and got conflicted!

On one hand, by default Kafra SHOULD be the winner here cuz his overall mass are bigger than bryon, however.... Ulmus came with a steel chair on me (I'm sorry I didn't paid attention to him.. 😭) (( HE'S A TREE PERSON... CAN HE EVEN COUNT???))

So uhh you let me know who win for the wilders side

This is a very serious discussion 😔😔😔

[pathfinderunlocked]

Heavy Blade Rabbit - CR5 Barbarian / Fighter

Little one, if you are alone in this world, then allow me to be your friend. And if you have any other friends, take this gigantic sword and go chop them into tiny pieces.

Artwork by Jwap on Twitter.

I played the demo of Rabbit and Steel, and then felt the need to make each of the characters into a Pathfinder stat block. This is the last of the five. They are rabbits that had anthropomorphic animal cast on them and made permanent with a permanency spell. As a result, she's very small and dumb and weak, although her magic items somewhat make up for this.

The tiny greatsword with effortless lace is nearly guaranteed to be useless to the PCs unless they have an improved familiar that can wield it, so at best maybe they can sell it for half its value. With that in mind, her wealth is pretty normal for her level.

This NPC uses a unique magic item, the pinksplattered ribbon wraps, which are much more likely to be useful to PCs than her sword is. The cosmetic effect is particularly fitting if they're fighting fey.

She prefers to spring attack from one enemy to the next, using her Evade Reach ability in conjunction with the Lunge feat to avoid taking attacks of opportunity when doing so. Lunge allows her to attack targets from an adjacent space instead of having to move into the target's space like most tiny creatures, and Evade Reach allows her to reduce a medium target's reach to 0 ft. (which, without Lunge, would still allow a PC to attack her as she's leaving the PC's space, but not as she's entering their space). If a target has a reach weapon, she foregoes these abilities and instead moves into its space.

Heavy Blade Rabbit - CR 5

The tiny woman with rabbit features - barely a foot and a half tall - holds what is to her a fairly massive greatsword, and is dressed in a pink and black dress splattered with glittery pink blood. Her legs are wrapped tightly in ribbons, and there's a matching bow in her hair. She hops through the grass on bare feet at a quick pace.

XP 1,600 Anthropomorphic animal (rabbit), fighter 1 / titan mauler unchained barbarian 5 N Tiny animal Init +2 Senses low-light vision; Perception +6

DEFENSE

AC 17, touch 13, flat-footed 16 (+6 armor, +2 Dex, +1 dodge, -2 rage, +2 size); +4 vs. attacks of opportunity hp 56 (1d8+1d10+5d12+14) plus 14 temp hp Fort +10, Ref +5, Will +5

OFFENSE

Speed 40 ft. Melee cold iron greatsword +13/+8 (1d6+2/19-20 plus 1d6 pinksplatter bleed) and bite +7 (1d3+2 plus 1d3 pinksplatter bleed) or bite +12 (1d3+2 plus 1d3 pinksplatter bleed) Space 2-1/2 ft.; Reach 0 ft. Special Attacks big game hunter, evade reach, pinksplatter bleed, rage (11 rounds/day, already used)

BASE STATISTICS

While raging but not in powerful stance, a heavy blade rabbit's statistics are: Melee cold iron greatsword +13/+8 (1d6/19-20 plus 1d6 pinksplatter bleed) and bite +7 (1d3 plus 1d3 pinksplatter bleed) or bite +12 (1d3 plus 1d3 pinksplatter bleed)

While not raging, a heavy blade rabbit's statistics are: AC 19, touch 15, flat-footed 18; Melee cold iron greatsword +11/+6 (1d6/19-20 plus 1d6 pinksplatter bleed) and bite +5 (1d3 plus 1d3 pinksplatter bleed) or bite +10 (1d3 plus 1d3 pinksplatter bleed); Will +3

STATISTICS

Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 5, Wis 14, Cha 5 Base Atk +6; CMB +2; CMD 15 Feats Dodge, Lunge, Mobility, Run, Spring Attack, Weapon Finesse Skills Acrobatics +10 (+14 when jumping), Perception +6, Stealth +14 Languages Common SQ rage powers (powerful stance, swift foot) Gear pinksplattered ribbon wraps, Tiny-sized mwk cold iron greatsword with effortless lace, Tiny-sized chainmail

SPECIAL ABILITIES

Big Game Hunter (Ex) A heavy sword rabbit gains a +1 bonus on attack rolls and a +1 dodge bonus to AC in melee with creatures larger than herself.

Evade Reach (Ex) As a swift action, a heavy sword rabbit may choose one creature within her line of sight. Until the end of her turn, that target’s reach is treated as if it were 5 feet shorter with respect to reaching the heavy sword rabbit.

Rage (Ex) A heavy blade rabbit can rage for 11 rounds per day. She can enter a rage as a free action.

While in a rage, a heavy blade gains a +2 bonus on melee attack rolls, melee damage rolls, thrown weapon damage rolls, and Will saving throws. In addition, she takes a –2 penalty to Armor Class. She also gains 14 temporary hit points, which disappear when the rage ends. While in a rage, a heavy sword rabbit cannot use any Charisma-, Dexterity-, or Intelligence-based skill (except Acrobatics, Fly, Intimidate, and Ride) or any ability that requires patience or concentration.

A heavy sword rabbit can end her rage as a free action, and is fatigued for 1 minute after a rage ends. She can’t enter a new rage while fatigued or exhausted, but can otherwise enter a rage multiple times per day. If she falls unconscious, her rage immediately ends.

These bonuses are already included in her statistics above.

Pinksplatter Bleed (Ex) Once per round, when the wearer of the pinksplattered ribbon wraps deals piercing or slashing damage with a weapon, she can deal an additional amount of bleed damage equal to the weapon’s base damage dice. A single creature cannot be inflicted with this bleed effect more than once per 24 hours (although, once inflicted, it takes damage each round as normal).

Powerful Stance (Ex) A heavy sword rabbit can enter a powerful stance as a move action while raging, gaining a +2 bonus on melee damage rolls. This is already included in its statistics above.

[joethetoonfanandoutcast]

This is the complete list of characters I would have cameo at a Universal Animation assemblage similar to Once Upon a Studio.

Felix the Cat: Felix the Cat

Woody Woodpecker: Woody Woodpecker, Winnie Woodpecker

An American Tail: Fievel Mousekewitz, Tanya Mousekewitz, Papa Mousekewitz, Mama Mousekewitz, Yasha Mousekewitz, Tiger, Henri le pigeon, female pigeons, Tony Toponi, Bridget, Honest John, Gussie Mausheimer, Warren T. Cat, Digit, Maus Street Maulers, Cat R. Waul, TR Chula, the Cactus Cat Gang, Miss Kitty, Wylie Burp

Land Before Time: Littlefoot, Cera, Petrie, Ducky, Spike, Littlefoot's grandparents, Chomper

Opus 'n Bill: Opus, Bill the Cat, the ducks

We're Back!: A Dinosaur's Story: Rex, Elsa, Woog, Dweeb, Louie, Cecilia, Vorb, Stubbs, Captain Neweyes, Dr. Bleeb

Casper: Casper the Friendly Ghost, Stretch, Fatso, Stinky

Babe: Babe, Fly, Rex, Ferdinand, the mice

Balto: Balto, Jenna, Boris, Steele, Muk, Luk, Nikki, Kaltag, Star, Dixie, Sylvie, Rosy

Rocky & Bullwinkle: Rocket J. Squirrel, Bullwinkle J. Moose (in their 2D/CG 2000 looks), Fearless Leader, Boris Badenov, Natasha Femme-Fatale (in their 2D 2000 looks)

Curious George: Curious George, Ted the Man in the Yellow Hat, Maggie Dunlop

The Tale of Desperaux: Desperaux, his parents, Chiaroscuro "Roscuro", Chef Andre, Boldo

Despicable Me: Felonious Gru, Lucy Wilde, the Minions, Dr. Nefario, Margo, Agnes, Edith, Kyle, Vector, Mr. Perkins, Silas Ramsbottom, Eduardo Perez/El Macho, Antonio Perez, Scarlett Overkill, Herb Overkill, the Nelsons, Balthazar Bratt, Dru Gru, Marlena Gru, Fritz, Clive the Robot, the Vicious Six, Master Chow, Wild Knuckles' henchmen

Hop: EB, Easter Bunny, the Pink Berets, Carlos, Phil, bunnies, chicks

The Lorax: the Lorax, the Once-ler, Ted, Audrey, Mrs. Wiggins, Granny Norma, Aloysius O'Hare, O'Hare's bodyguards, Sy the Delivery Guy, the Hummingfish, the Swommee-Swans, the Barbaloots

The Secret Life of Pets: Max, Katie, Duke, Gidget, Snowball, Mel, Buddy, Pops, Tiberius, Rooster, Chuck, Liam, Daisy, Hu, Sergei, wolves

Sing: Buster Moon, Miss Crawley, Herman, Rosita, Norman, their piglets, Gunther, Johnny, Marcus, Stan, Barry, Ash, Lance, Becky, Eddie Noodleman, Nana Noodleman, Mr. and Mrs. Noodleman, Hobbes, Meena, her mother and grandparents, Mike, Nancy, Suki Lane, Porsha Crystal, Jimmy Crystal, Jerry, Nooshy, Darius, Klaus Kickenklober, Clay Calloway, the Q-Teez

The Grinch: the Grinch, Max, Fred, his mate and calf, Donna Who, Cindy-Lou Who, Bean, Buster, Bricklebaum, Mabel, Groopert, Axl, Izzy, Ozzy

Super Mario Bros.: Mario, Luigi, Princess Peach, Toad, Bowser Koopa, Donkey Kong, Cranky Kong, Kamek, penguins, Giuseppe

Migration: the duck family, Delroy, Pigeon, Erin

Characters I'm unsure would make the assemblage:

The Veggies of VeggieTales

The Jetsons, Mr. Spacely and anyone involved in Jetsons the Movie

And for real-life people:

Steven Spielberg, David Kirschner, George Miller, and Chris Meledandri as themselves.

What do you think?

[dailycharacteroption]

Hybrid Class Review: Brawler part 3

(art by Sydney Oswald on Artstation)

Archetypes

Like all hybrid classes, brawlers didn’t get a super big list of archetypes, but there are plenty of fun options.

Some archetypes revolve around having an unusual weapon choice, such as the Shield Champion being all Captain America with a shield, while the Hinyashi specializes in turning farming implements and other improvised weapons and turning them into deadly weapons.

Others specialize in altering the body to perfect their combat style, such as the Constructed Pugilists, who turn armored prosthesis into cybernetic weaponry, or the Mutagenic Mauler, that enhance their might with alchemical mixtures. Meanwhile, Feral Shifters draw upon latent shifter or druidic power to gain beastial aspects in combat, while the Venomfist has altered themselves to conduct poison through their strikes.

The vast majority of brawler archetypes, however, focus on a particular fighting style. For example, the Strong-Side Boxer is based on the dambe fighting style of Nigeria. Meanwhile, Battle Dancers blend flowing movements with their martial arts, while Living Avalanches specialize in running over foes with unstoppable crushing force. Snakebite Strikers are all about flexibility and striking with deadly blows, while Steel Breakers use precision and unrelenting force to shatter the weaponry of their foes. Others like the Winding Path Renegades sought discipline but decided it wasn’t for them, taking their skills with them.

A few others don’t really fit into other categories. Such as Turfers specializing in turning the terrain to their advantage in a mundane way while Verdant Grapplers do the same but in a more supernatural way. Meanwhile others like Bouncer and Exemplar are more defined by the roles in society they perform, the former keeping order in places of business while the latter inspire troops with their physical might. Others are defined by their favored foe, such as Ulfen Beast-Wrestlers, and the less honorable Stranglers.

It's a relatively small batch, but being both a hybrid class and one all about flexibility on top of that, it’s not surprising the list is so short. However, it’s more than sufficient to give players a nice selection when looking at this class.

That does it for today, but this week isn’t over yet! Tune in tomorrow for more!

[blood-gauge]

i've been looking for a nice sam glam since forever and finally my wish is granted... with a sleeveless turtleneck!!!!!!!!!!! it even has a mandarin collar!!!! i may have yelled a little when it was revealed during the live letter. yeah

this could easily be made a lvl1 glam usable by all jobs if the headpiece is swapped out for the new pvp techwear mask and the gloves are swapped out for the pagos field dressing!

JOB: samurai

LEVEL: 90

HEAD: makai mauler's facemask (jet black)

BODY: martial artist's sleeveless vest (jet black)

HANDS: saotome kote (jet black)

LEGS: shishu gozen hakama (jet black)

FEET: isle shepherd's sandals (jet black)

WEAPON: high steel tachi (optional)

[theurbanmechcomesforthee]

introductionslog.vid

Open file? [Y/N?]

A lightly freckled face appears on the screen. She appears to be adjusting the lens of the camera, then mumbling "hold still, dammit" as she adjusts the stand below the camera and then lets out a tired sigh. "Good enough. Once more unto the breach."

Notably, this doesnt seem to be recorded in an office, but rather the inside of a mech. An Inner Sphere Hunchback, by the looks of the interior. She drags her deep-purple-tipped hair out of her eye, allowing her to once again clearly see the camera.

"Hello! I am Kiara Locke. Currently a member of the Graveyard Ghouls, an independant mercenary contractor, operating as a Mechwarrior, and sometimes service technician should the need arise. I... uh. Ahem. Mainly pilot Inner Sphere Hunchbacks, and have been so far assigned a custom model Hunchback 4N, who I will get to in a minute. But I have piloted other mechs, including a Mauler, several Urbanmechs on a notable amount of occurrences, a Stalker that one time, and... I believe... Ah! A King Crab. That was some fun."

She brings out a page and stares at it for a little bit, squinting at the fine print of what must be instructions.

"Talk about qualifications, service experience, talk about yourself, done, technically done, and... alright fine. " She sighs again, crumpling the page into a ball and throwing against the back of the cockpit.

"They wan' me to talk bout myself, fuggin, fine I guess. Okay. I can work and coordinate decently well with a lance, but I usually do patrols alone, since there's not much reason to send much more than a lone scout mech to sweep the place. But little known fact: I LOVE patrolling alone. 'Cause it lets me engage in my favorite hobby: music mixing. There's so much good music out here in this day and age, and I brought my music equipment into my 'Mech, so I can mix tracks on the fly. I mean, it's not like there's much else to do on patrol, other than stare into the sunset! That reminds me, there's some pre-spaceflight Terra bands that... uh. Okay, I'm getting sidetracked again. So for right now I'm here, just sticking to base and doing my daily patrols. It's simple, I get paid well, and I get to drive my favorite Mech."

She turns the camera to the side, towards the Hunchback's "hunch" and bangs the cockpit glass.

"Hunchback 4N variant, custom modified for little ol' me. Nicknamed it all sorts of things, but on record it's called the Skeleton Key. Don't like that name though, too edgy. Rotary Autocannon 5 replaces the little peashooter AC/5, but it has to mount Endo Steel and a light engine to compensate. Carries three tons of RAC ammo and two tons of LRM ammo, one of which is Thunder-Augmented warheads, introduced to me by some Liao pilots who decided to be dicks and surround me with landmines. Say what you will about Liao, but props: those things do hurt."

She shifts the camera back to the pilot seat and fully reclines into the chair.

"Anyway, that should be introductions wrapped up. I do occasionally like talking at length, so, uh, sorry if that was a bit long. Look forward to talking with all of you! Byyyyeeee!!"

The video ends. Another file contains specifications of the mech she pilots.

Open file? [Y/N?]

(I should make an actual Battletech character that peeps can interact with so they can put a name to a...n urbanmech? Anyway. Character making commences now. Brb.)

[in1-nutshell]

First offal meeting of the old buddy club and beany because he is the mascot

This will be centered around the old bots from TFP.

Hope you enjoy!

Old Bot Buddy Club

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Cybertronian reader

TFP

Takes place in AU that all TFP old bots are present in.

The club was created after the older bots wanted some time to talk to one another that didn’t concern the ‘younger generations.’

The ‘President’ was voted unanimously by the group.

They also were the eldest of the group.

Steel Mauler the Predacon.

The ‘Vice President’ would have been Boiler but was defeated by one vote.

This let Red Cross to win the position.

The club was a way to vent, ask for solutions, and to mediate any fights between them.

Red Cross was sitting in the corner with her arms crossed. Deadloop: “I said I was sorry!” Red Cross: “Sorry doesn’t cut it Deadloop and you know it!” Deadloop: “Now you’re just being—” Red Cross suddenly stands up, slightly wincing from her leg and turns around with an angry expression on her face. Red Cross: “Just being a what Loop? I suggest you choose your next words wisely before you find yourself with a bunch of eggs nestled right in your—” Boiler sitting with Steel Mauler a few feet away: “You do realize you lasses are fighting about a movie right?” Red Cross glares at Boiler: “Do you have something else to say Boiler?” Boiler looking at Deadloop: “You’re on your own boy.” Steel Mauler: “How about we just watch the movie together now?”

The club has also been used by the younger bots to get stories from.

It has also had its fair share of its ‘honorary’ members.

Agent Fowler and June were allowed to join the club when they could, being the only older humans they knew.

They don’t mind if the children join in when they are telling stories, but they do have a strict policy of no younger bots or humans on certain topics.

The children have tried in the past to eavesdrop, mainly Miko, but you can only hide for a short amount of time before two Predacon noses sniff you out.

The only other unanimous vote the club has had was for voting Beany to be the mascot.

This was mainly due to Beany’s tendency to make trouble whenever Boiler wasn’t watching him.

Especially last time…

The older bots chatting were chatting at the meeting when Steel Mauler gets a call from Raf. Steel Mauler: “Hold on Deadloop. Hello Rafael?” Raf: “Hey Steel… is there a possibility that you can get Beany’s scent?” Steel Mauler: “In the hypothetical situation yes I can. In the same hypothetical situation, why would I need to do that?” Boiler sudden jumps up. Red Cross looking at them: “Boiler, what’s wrong?” Boiler: “I don’t know how to tell ya lass, but the old joints are telling me Beany’s in trouble.” Deadloop raising an optic: “How?” Boiler: “How can you tell Red is going to have her pede cramps?” Deadloop: “…Point taken.” Steel Mauler even more nervous than before: “Raf… Where are you and the Wreckers?” Raf: “Umm…” Steel Mauler: “Raf why am I hearing wind in the background!?” Raf: “We took Beany on the ship and then he learned how to open one of the doors and we fell into an underground cave. Now Beany is chasing a lizard and the Wrecker’s have no way in getting us out because they are too big!” Steel Mauler: “Raf, Kiddo, everything is going to be okay alright? Now I need you to stay on the line with Deadloop. We’ll get you out.” Raf: “With Deadloop?” Steel Mauler: “I patched this call into the clubs comm line, they know, and we’ll be there.” Raf: “Hurry!” Steel Mauler looking over at Boiler who looked furious and scared at the same time, Red Cross stuffing her subspaces with bandages, and Deadloop with a data pad looking for their location.

Never had the group of old bots moved so fast.

Red Cross and Deadloop had to tend Steel Mauler’s back when they came back to the base.

More Red Cross tending and Deadloop distracting the larger Predacon.

Steel Mauler had gone headfirst into the cave entrance and had managed to get some pesky rocks in their sensitive joints.

Boiler was chewing the Wrecker’s out while gently holding Beany and Raf in his servos.

The old locomotive did not let go of either for a good 3 hours.

Beany after nearly sending Boiler and the older bots to the Allspark.

[belliesandburps]

Hey, if you’re still open for headcanons, here’s mine:

-Aidan and Kai often like to bathe in hot, boiling lava.

-Mako’s playlist is most likely the “Jaws” theme on endless loop(cliché, I know).

-Loch, Kentaro, Adam, and Koloss get the most enjoyment out of anyone being attracted to their ravenous appetites! Hence why they often allow belly rubs and being fed by willing servants.

-Koloss and Mako tend to bite into steel-hard objects to strengthen their chompers.

-Umbark and his monster bros secretly know about Plague monster’s little “attraction” and likes to tease him every chance they get.

-Mauler acts like a puppy dog most of the time and Mako will most likely take advantage of this. Playing fetch, doing tricks. etc.

-Nara is secretly more girly than she comes out to be. She doesn’t admit it to a lot of people(other than Hakari) because she thinks it shows weakness.

Hey there! Thanks for this one, this was a lotta fun to read! I always love seeing how my OC's are interpreted by others, and these were all a blast!

Here's my general canonical thoughts on each one below, which you can skip if you'd rather I not spoil the magic. :P

Believe it or not, of the two, only Kai is physically strong enough to bathe in lava, which he DOES 100% do. He basks in lava like a spa because of the power he now possesses. Aidan can tolerate lava for a while, but it's one of the few things that can actually burn him over time. In his case, he still prefers hot springs, like the hottest springs. And as you can guess, he enjoys 'em completely in the nude. ;)

Kentaro and especially Adam are definitely the most 'flaunt-y' about their appetites. And will be the most seductive about it. Koloss loves belly rubs, but he's a bit pickier, and mostly, it's either rub his belly or ENTER it...

Loche, if I ever end up doing anything with him, actually doesn't like most people touching him. He's not a very sociable bounty hunter. He's more a blunt, no-nonsense brute...BUT, if he finds he enjoys having his blubbery gut tended to, he won't object...if a complete stranger starts rubbing his belly though...? Well, we've all seen what Marvin Martian's atomizer does...

I think Umbrak definitely is at least SOMEWHAT aware of Claudius' kinks, and even if he finds it weird, he can't resist watching the manic lil nerd get all jittery and flustered. Plus, it means he gets a good meal AND some amazing belly rubs in the process!

Mauler is as much a puppy dog as I am a reincarnated ostrich demon. If anything, MAKO'S the puppy dog, with how much of a complete doofus he is. Mauler is just way more single-minded. He IS a bit canine-like, in that he's always thinking of food, and is incredibly loyal to Mako, always by his companion's side no matter what. But throw a ball his way, and he'll just sniff it, chomp it into oblivion, then spit it out mildly annoyed that it's not an egg. :P

Nara's about as girly as I am the reincarnation of Mitch Hedberg. Through and through, she is a tomboy and lover of all things that go boom...BUT, interestingly enough, there IS a bit more vulnerability than she lets on, which she 100% refuses to show because she runs Cerberus and is less afraid of feeling weak and more just wanting to give her gang a strong anchor they can always rely on. A hint of why is inside the closed locket she keeps behind the dogtags around her neck.

Thank you again for these! I enjoyed reading your thoughts on my OC's a great deal! :)

[cryptid-quest]

Cryptid of the Day: Girt Dog (Longer)

Description : Before Chupacabra, the Beast of Bladenboro or even Dracula, there was the Girt Dog of Ennerdale. In the span of four months in 1810, this mystery mauler killed between 300-400 sheep throughout Cumberland, England. Descriptions vary, with some describing it a large canine, with brindled fur and tiger stripes on it’s back hide. Other, however, claimed the monster was a feline and resembled a lion. Regardless, the beast terrorized the English town until it was shot and killed in September of that year. John Steel, a resident of Asby, was the one who slayed the beast, and it’s hide was then taxidermied and put on display in a museum at Keswick, Cumbria. What made the deaths so mysterious, even after all these years, was the way the sheep was killed. According to the farmers, the sheep were attacked on the neck, drained of blood, and only partially eaten.

[lastavenged]

There is a genuine care still buried under whatever layers that built up and divide them. It's asked out of humor, though neither of them were focused on Tony's answer about how's his day. ❝ Oh, a nap, what a novel idea. ❞ She's entered into the main warehouse now, heels to ground and hauling toward the section that she's sent the clips over. There's dozens of other video to comb through and the whole junkyard was getting a personal sweep through.

Some of these secruity guys weren't even born for some of the technology that was kept here; so they wouldn't know what to look for. Not like her or any of Tony's closest. ❝ That last clip that came through if you'll notice the window in the back. ❞ Walking and talking is one of the first skills you develop in her line of work, multitasking on full display.

❝ There's a shadow that passes by it several times. First solid evidence of our thief. ❞ If the shadow had passed over the window once or twice, that could be anything or more looped footage. However that third clip doesn't have any cut or jump to something being flipped or not. It's raw she thinks, but it's probably someone was outside.

Pepper's calling someone over to pull the tarp up which does reveal noting there, but a collection of steel wire configured like someone's poor art project to try to replicate the shape of whatever had been under their. That's when the files Tony is forward comes through and she flips through them.

Crimson Dynamo, Titanium Man, Dreadknight, Whiplash, Mauler, Firepower, Norman Osborn, the Stane family. There's a lot of these guys who wear armor, who'd be very interested in any tech they could get their hands on and turn into a weapon. At least half of them have stolen from Tony or tried to replicate his work.

❝ Spymaster. Ezekial Stane. ❞ Those were the first two that come to mind for her, uttering their names outloud as she goes over their file. A feeling of disgust at the blindside the Spymaster had been, impersonating their friend.

❝ I'm in the main warehouse, taking a look. ❞ Not that he wouldn't see that in a few moments once he's stuck his landing and let himself through. Secruity is going to be tightened up and she may go back over whose working here, whose on foot, on cams, re-evaluate their training of this happening now.

❝ Serial.... ❞ Pepper's muttering mostly to herself now as she's cross referencing how she's marked everything in the warehouse. ❝ Mark 13, the modular armor for the original Hulkbuster and.... ❞ A pause as she's moving over another area to check what else she's suspected, but they may as well pull everything up to see for sure.

❝ Mark-19? That one was marked as S.K.I.N...? ❞ Voice trailing off, giving Tony that cue to remind of that one or whatever else. ❝ There may be more missing. ❞

"Oh, you know, it was this and that. No pants. Leftover pizza for lunch. Thought about a nap later-" His tone takes on that hollow, distant quality, the one that says the bulk of his mental computing power has allocated itself elsewhere, as the clips come rolling in, beamed directly onto his retinas in a way that he can't look away from if he tries. They'll just follow. It's sloppy, is what it is. It's sloppy, and he's known good and damn well he should expand the security on the remains of Stark past because he's known someone will eventually get it in their head to pull a heist, and he's just...Put it off for this world-saving emergency, that calamity of days. And he only has himself to be angry with, as his blood pressure spikes high enough to trigger warnings from the suit's bio monitoring.

Even in a hurry, Pepper remains, as always, exceedingly thorough, giving him the Cliffnotes for now that paint a brilliant enough picture that he can backtrack with the full footage later, fill in any blanks. It's the best - and worst - thing about her. Whoever these guys were, they somehow manage to get past his security, so as not to trigger proximity alarms, and then slapstick their way into flipping footage on loop and trying to put things back the way they were like trying not to get caught in dear old dad's liquor cabinet?

Something doesn't add up here.

He has the sinking, sick feeling in his gut he may know what it is.

"Not new friends. Old." He pings the Avengers databases, rifles around via synapse through the files for a moment before finding the ones he wants, and then in a game of tit for tat sends them right back at Pepper. It's a group of profiles, full of old names and familiar faces: Blizzard. Firebrand. The Controller. Beetle. Spymaster. Ghost. More. A veritable who's who of Stark Industries and Iron Man past, the golden oldies, as he likes to refer to them; mostly, he's considered, washed up. Done. Dead or out of the game.

Except that hasn't exactly been true recently at all.

"I see my exit, so I'll be coming in hot." Literally. "Flip through those, tell me what it makes you think of."

It's not exactly letting yourself fall, really, being in orbit to begin with is constantly falling, at a rate that keeps you exactly the same distance as the thing you're orbiting. It takes effort, to reenter the atmosphere of a planet, really leaning into the jet part of the jetboots, to first get yourself where you want to be, and then send yourself hurtling toward earth at a rate of speed that doesn't necessarily bear thinking about. Pepper's never exactly done this - her suit's not really built for space maneuvers, though he's sure that's next on her list of Rescue wants. "And tell me who you think's missing."

[gretelsfifthcousin]

Battle of Blood

(Transcribed directly from the game, errors included)

The Scorched Chronicles

Worn by the courageous victors of battle, these pure-white teeth were crafted into pendants that would let the world know about the warrior’s glory.

- Gretel Hawke

The Battle of Blood is a Mauler event with a considerably long history. The tough and resilient ancestors of the Maulers had to find a place to settle in the Scorched Expanse after long, arduous migrations. The natural environment of the desert was perfect for honing their senses and steeling them to the elements. Through this, they learned how to abide by survival of the fittest. They promote and advocate those who are strong, and use of force. It was here that the origins of the event took root, borne of the bloodshed and primeval culture. In ancient arena battles, the old and frail fall, and the strong and victorious are surrounded by rapturous cheers. In recent times, with the Maulers in greater contact with other peoples, this historical practice born from their culture has expanded beyond their barbaric borders and become a part of wider cultural practice throughout Esperia.

Warrior’s glory New and novel gladiatorial events are seemingly popping up throughout Esperia. Naturally, with the new combative events growing ever popular, the denizens of the realm flock to the arenas in droves. Some choose to step bravely into the arena as combatants, seeking to test their mettle against worthy adversaries, while others choose to stand meekly on the sidelines merely as curious spectators. With such a great following, the gladiatorial events have given rise to a new type of black market, a market that allows only the victors to reap its benefits. With the spoils of combat in-hand, the winners choose to trade in their glory for expensive and highly sought after commodities.

Event items

Beastly Pendant: An exceedingly sharp beast tooth that has been crafted into a pendant. This object symbolizes glory and honor to the denizens of the Scorched Expanse.

Medal of Might: A token earned by those who have proven themselves in battle, and which are bestowed upon those whom they deem worthy.

[firerwolf]

Forest Spirit

John's warthog bounced across the landscape of the Halo, passing by Forerunner structures and the wreckage of UNSC ships. He was trying to ignore the carnage around him, stay focused on his objective and not the loss. Particularly his own losses. He had to keep pushing forward, focusing on the communication towers. He needed to link up to a few more and network them with the head quarter's network. That would allow the pilot he'd conscripted into helping him stop the Banished to sort through the data and find some hints toward the possible location of useful targets and hopefully a cartographer.

“A lot of the same information from that last tower,” the pilot’s voice informed him over the comms.

John didn’t respond, trying to stay focused on the path ahead of him to the next tower. The pilot wasn't the worst ally that John had ever had but he was more cowardly than most he'd worked with. Once informed of the stakes the pilot had been willing to help but he was certainly not a field soldier. He would have preferred to have Linda scanning the data, using her eagle eyes to find key words. He wanted Fred watching the horizon from the rear mounted machine gun, allowing John to focus on avoiding debris. He wanted Kelly sitting shotgun with him, theorizing off of the information Linda found. He had to keep himself of thinking of his lost team. After the events on Requiem and his reunion with his family he'd hoped to never lose them again. He tried to push all the weight that their absence aside and steel himself to push on.

"Oh, here's something new," the pilot said, catching John's attention. "The Banished have a supply storage area north of here and something has been attacking their convoys. Only one soldier has survived an attack by whatever it is. Said it was invisible, attacked from all sides, and killed his team in about a minute." The pilot paused for a moment as he read more while John hit the brakes of his warthog, waiting to hear what else the man found. "The guy said it heard a bang as loud as a mauler and the other members of the patrols just dropped. He ran and I guess it let him run. Get this, they're calling it the spirit of the forest."

"You said north of that tower?" John asked, his hands gripping the steering wheel as he tried to temper his expectations.

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[augustheart]

here are my favorites of the heroes in crisis rewrite scenes i did...thank you to @dykebettekane​ for letting me message xem with these because i didn’t really want to share them but seeing some of my friends like isa and rat posting theirs made me want to. this isn’t all the ones i wrote but again-they’re my favorites. i’m putting them under a read more because doing more than one does get really long, so sorry to anyone reading this on mobile.

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CINDY REYNOLDS is sitting with one knee hugged up to her chest. Her long dark hair is pulled back from her face, but she’s looking down.

CR: You know, a lot of people forget about me. Even a lot of the people I used to be friends with. It’s okay, really. There was always someone who knew me. Because-he never forgot about me, you know. J’onn J’onzz.

CINDY REYNOLDS looks up.

CR: He’s my-he loves me. He was there for me after my parents died, and before that when Hank and-I mean, when Steel and Vibe died. That means something. That means a lot. He took me seriously even when nobody else did.

CINDY REYNOLDS hugs her other knee up to her chest.

CR: But. He left me. He said that Father Teirnay, or Mauler, or whatever you wanna call him… he said that he was mine to deal with. And maybe he was. But he just-he just let me do it. He knew what was happening to me and he didn’t do anything.

CINDY REYNOLDS squeezes her hands together.

CR: It felt like being forgotten again. He just left me there. I know he doesn’t think I deserved it for being who I am. But it almost felt like it. I just wanted to find somewhere to belong. My people have been persecuted whenever we tried to settle, of course I wanted to belong with someone.

CINDY REYNOLDS pulls at her hair.

CR: I love J’onn. I really do. He’s the closest thing to a father I have. But I don’t know if I can forgive him for that. For… leaving me behind.

CINDY REYNOLDS drops her knees down from her chest and leans forward, bracing her hands on her thighs.

CR: Does that make me a bad person?

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CLIFF STEELE is sitting on his hands. He’s wearing a shirt that says “LIVE AND LET DIE” on it in all capital letters.

CS: Thirty-one times, I think. I’m not sure about the earlier ones. They kind of all blended together. But thirty-one times sounds right. No successes, obviously.

CLIFF STEELE looks up at the ceiling.

CS: But that’s not even what I’m here to talk about. I’m here to talk about them. Larry and Rita.

CLIFF STEELE puts his hands in his lap and squeezes them together.

CS: Everyone always misunderstands when I say I love them. They think something else is going on that they don’t want to think about. It’s not. There isn’t anything else going on. I just love them and they love me. I… I need them.

CLIFF STEELE hugs his shoulders.

CS: You know, Niles once said that he could have programmed me to do anything, and that’s why he never really trusted whatever I felt for him. About him. I don’t know if that $#!% still applies now that I’m supposed to be human.

CLIFF STEELE pulls his knees up to his chest. He’s getting progressively more and more curled up on himself.

CS: He had me for a year before they came along. He could’ve done anything to me. I know he made me manipulate them like he manipulated me.

CLIFF STEELE tucks his head in between his knees.

CS: I love them. I do. I just worry that it wasn’t my choice.

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SUE DIBNY is sitting with her legs crossed. Her hand is on her knee.

SD: Everybody wants to talk about what happened with Dr. Light. Sometimes I think that’s all they see when they look at me.

SUE DIBNY doesn’t move, but she does close her eyes.

SD: They don’t want to know about what happened afterward. I could tell them if they asked. About going to therapy and working through things and getting better again. They never want to know about any of that. And it was the same after Sonar.

SUE DIBNY opens her eyes again and looks off to the left.

SD: Everyone forgets I’m a detective. They don’t know that I know that’s all the information they want from me. But it’s not hard when they only listen to me when I talk about that. That, or my death. That’s it. That’s all they want to talk about.

SUE DIBNY closes her eyes again, still looking off to the left.

SD: I’m more than what happened to me. I know that. You’d think Ralph doesn’t, but he does. He’s always been my biggest supporter.

SUE DIBNY waves to someone off panel. The reader can assume that Ralph is standing just out of sight, probably giving her a double thumbs up.

SD: I’m the world’s greatest detective. I trained a superhero. I kept the damn Justice League International together on my own. And now I’m the new Mockingbird.

SUE DIBNY looks back at the “camera”, staring straight out of the panel.

SD: And I’m so goddamn tired of talking about Dr. Light.

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JANE MORRIS is sitting with her hands in her lap. Her eyebrows are furrowed. (The reader doesn’t know it, but she’s cofronting with Liza Radley, who forced her to come here.)

JANE: People don’t want me to be happy. They don’t want us to be happy.

JANE MORRIS crosses her arms.

JANE: Well, they think they want me to be happy. Because everyone wants us to integrate. Everyone. They wanted it so bad that Liza wanted it. Someone-&@$%, I don’t know why I’m not saying his name. Cliff wanted it for us more than anyone. He doesn’t anymore, but…

JANE MORRIS doesn’t move, but she does look down a little.

JANE: I’m used to it. We’re too much for people to handle. It confuses them and they don’t get it and they don’t like it when they try to talk to me and someone else is at the wheel. So they want us to integrate, even though we don’t want to anymore.

JANE MORRIS looks up again.

JANE: But I’m comfortable being us. We’re comfortable being us.

JANE MORRIS smiles.

JANE: We’re happy. And we don’t care what other people think about us anymore.

[athenacodes]

Part 4

l - r

THE LANDOWNER

THE LANDSMAN

THE LAWBRINGER

THE LEADER

THE LEECH

THE LEGATE

THE LEGEND

THE LEGIONNAIRE

THE LEVIATHAN

THE LIAR

THE LIBERATOR

THE LIEGE

THE LIEUTENANT

THE LIFE SCRATCHER

THE LIFEGUARD

THE LIVING MYTH

THE LOGICIAN

THE LOGISTICIAN

THE LONE WOLF

THE LOOSE CANNON

THE LOST

THE LOYAL

THE LOYALIST

THE LUCKY

THE LUMINOUS

THE LURKER

THE LUSTFUL

THE MACHINE

THE MAGICIAN

THE MAGNANIMOUS

THE MAGNATE

THE MAGNIFICENT

THE MAGUS

THE MAIDEN

THE MAJESTIC

THE MALEVOLENT

THE MAN OF STEEL

THE MANIPULATOR

THE MARAUDER

THE MARINE

THE MARKSMAN

THE MARQUIS

THE MASS MURDERER

THE MASTER

THE MASTER HUNTER

THE MASTERFUL

THE MASTERMIND

THE MATRIARCH

THE MATRON

THE MAULER

THE MAVERICK

THE MEAT

THE MECH

THE MECHANIC

THE MEDIATOR

THE MEDIC

THE MEDIUM

THE MEGALOMANIAC

THE MEGOLOMANIAC

THE MENTOR

THE MERCENARY

THE MERCILESS

THE MERMAID

THE MIMIC

THE MINDLESS

THE MISCREANT

THE MISTRESS

THE MOBILISER

THE MOLE

THE MONK

THE MONSTER

THE MONSTROSITY

THE MOOCH

THE MOTIVATOR

THE MOUNTEBANK

THE NARWHAL

THE NATURALIST

THE NAVIGATOR

THE NEUTRALISER

THE NEWCOMER

THE NIGHT OWL

THE NIGHT PROWLER

THE NIGHT STALKER

THE NIGHTMARE

THE NIGHTSTALKER

THE NINJA

THE NOBLE

THE NOBLEMAN

THE NOCTAMBULIST

THE NOMAD

THE NURTURER

THE OBLITERATOR

THE OBSERVANT

THE OBSERVER

THE OCCULTIST

THE OFFICER

THE OGRE

THE OMEN

THE OMNIPOTENT

THE ONE

THE OPERATIVE

THE OPPORTUNIST

THE OPTIMIST

THE ORATOR

THE ORCHID

THE ORDINARY SEAMAN

THE ORIGINATOR

THE OUTCAST

THE OUTGOING

THE OUTLAW

THE OUTSTANDING

THE OVERCLOCKER

THE OVERSEER

THE PALADIN

THE PARAGON

THE PARIAH

THE PATHFINDER

THE PATIENT

THE PATRIARCH

THE PATRIOT

THE PATRON

THE PEACEKEEPER

THE PEACEMAKER

THE PEARL

THE PERFECTIONIST

THE PERFORMER

THE PERSUASIVE

THE PHANTOM

THE PHILANTHROPIST

THE PHOENIX

THE PHYSICIAN

THE PILFERATOR

THE PILGRIM

THE PILOT

THE PIONEER

THE PIRATE

THE PIRATE KING

THE PISTOLIER

THE PITILESS

THE PLAGUE BEARER

THE PLANNER

THE PLUNDERER

THE POACHER

THE POINTMAN

THE POISONER

THE POISONOUS

THE PRACTISED

THE PRAETORIAN

THE PREACHER

THE PRECISE

THE PRECURSOR

THE PREFECT

THE PRESENCE

THE PRETENDER

THE PRIEST

THE PRINCE

THE PRINCESS

THE PRISONER

THE PRIVATEER

THE PRIVILEGED

THE PROBLEM SOLVER

THE PRODIGY

THE PRODUCER

THE PROFESSIONAL

THE PROFESSOR

THE PROFICIENT

THE PROFLIGATE

THE PROJECTION

THE PROJECTOR

THE PROLIFIC

THE PROMOTED

THE PROMOTER

THE PROPHET

THE PROTAGONIST

THE PROTECTOR

THE PROVOKER

THE PROWLER

THE PSYCHIC

THE PUNISHER

THE PUNK

THE PUPPET MASTER

THE PUPPETEER

THE PURE

THE PYROTECHNICIAN

THE QUARTERMASTER

THE QUEEN

THE QUICK THINKER

THE RAIDER

THE RANGER

THE RANSACKER

THE RATIONALISER

THE RAVAGER

THE REALIST

THE REAPER

THE REBEL

THE REBELLIOUS

THE RECLUSE

THE RECRUIT

THE REDEEMER

THE REFEREE

THE REFORMER

THE REGENT

THE REGULATOR

THE RELENTLESS

THE REMNANT

THE RENEGADE

THE REPTILE

THE RESEARCHER

THE RESOLUTE

THE RESOURCEFUL

THE RESPECTFUL

THE RESPONSIVE

THE RESURGENT

THE RETRACER

THE RISEN

THE RITUALIST

THE RIVAL

THE ROBBER

THE ROBOTEER

THE ROBOTICIST

THE ROGUE

THE ROLE MODEL

THE ROMANTIC

THE ROOKIE

THE RUNNER

THE RUSTLER

THE RUTHLESS

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