#tfp silas

[daleespringdraw]

A little heart to heart ❤️ 💙

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[spiritshaydra]

KEPT FORGETTING THAT IM ALLOWED TO POST THIS NOW

ANYWAYS

Here’s my piece for the Rescue Bots Villains zine! (Which can be found on @turbofox-zines )

The girls are fightinggg and Silas is getting his ass handed to him by a Victorian mustache twirling Saturday morning cartoon villain

Closeups down below!

[tfp-is-my-lifeblood-lol]

I saw a Youtube comment talking about how, in the episode "Crosscross," Silas was able to track Jack's location and personal info via social media, so why didn't the Decepticons just do THAT all this time, so they could track the humans/Autobot base?

Then all the commenters agreed that it's because the CAPTCHA "I am not a robot" thing actually works on Decepticons, because they are, in fact robots.

I love this and it shall now be my crack headcanon.

(In all seriousness, I actually don't think it's a plot hole. I think it's a great example of the Decepticons' characterization.

The real reason Decepticons never tried social media tracking is because they're too proud to use human technology. To them, it's considered "inferior."

I'm fascinated by the idea that, if they hadn't underestimated human technology, they could have found all these Autobot secrets, like the location of their base and humans, EASILY. But they never bothered, because "oh, that's worthless human tech."

Keep in mind, in one episode, Starscream actually did explore the human internet, and almost located Bumblebee that way, but the others made fun of him for it (the tap-dancing monkey incident) so we can see they don't respect it enough to give it their time.

It also kinda shows how MECH, to some extent, has an advantage against the Autobots because they're all humans, and are therefore better aquatinted with Earth. Even Airachnid didn't realize social media would be a useful weapon until Silas explained it to her. The Decepticons are obviously more powerful since they're giant aliens, but MECH uses their humanity and Earth knowledge as their greatest strength. It's kinda neat.

[dat-lil-shark]

Very funny that the evil human organization in TFP is called M.E.C.H when it’s given that, in universe, “mech” also apply to a transformers with male characteristics.

Imagine landing in an alien planet of little frog pixies, and a group of them is hunting you down to dissect and deform you. And what is this group called?

“The Boys.”

[stynamo]

Souviens-toi de la première fois, où nos regards s'étaient croisés Même que ton œil disait merde à l'autre, surtout à moi Mais pourquoi moi, alors que les autres te trouvaient bien trop laide Peut-être que moi, je suis trop bête, mais je sais t'écouter Ave Cesaria - Stromae

My gift for @tachocracy for @secretsolenoid-revived this year! I hope you all love it as much as I loved drawing it. I've been wanting to do a zine about Knockout and his specific way of grieving in TFP so I was so excited to receive this prompt.

[asimp4bee]

I feel legally required to request Mea punching Silas in the face

-🔬, rewatching Prime S2

Fowler calling Mea in for backup ❗❗

[skybiie]

The last set of humans! I’ll only have one more post of additions for this challenge, sadly I didn’t do any of the predacons cus they’re just way, wayyy too much 😭

[lockheed-martin-unofficial]

I was feeling miserable yesterday and the only thing that made me feel better was making Silas experience my pain. His bitch ass would cry

[nazrigar]

Transformers All-Sparks: Joes and Foes

The final major batch of human characters for my AU.

With the fall of Cobra thanks to Operation Ouroboros (AKA Operation "Make Cobra Eat Itself"), many of the G.I. Joes have either retired or transferred back to their original military branches.

Still, even as the main threat has essentially eaten itself, there's still many who wishes to change the world through the darkest and underhanded means possible. Some are true believers in that the world is a sickly place that needs to be upended. Others are just looking for a quick buck

Gen. Joe Colton: The ORIGINAL G.I.Joe, the man who inspired the creation of the Highly Trained, Special Mission Force. Leader of the original Adventure Team, whenever there was a mission too bizarre or too risky, Joe Colton was there to fight. Most who join, grow up on tales of Colton's heroism and courage. Most Joes, at least early on, felt that the stories are true… but as the foes become wilder and more bizarre, so did Colton's ruthlessness.

Simmons and Fowler both fear he Colton has too much power within the US Government, being considered nigh untouchable. "America's Shadow Emperor" as Simmons would call him.

Col. Abernathy, codename "Hawk": The last of the original G.I Joes still on the field, and a man dedicated to destroying anything in the world that causes disorder and chaos to the lives of man. If a bit too well. It was assumed that, now that Cobra ate itself and effectively no more, Colonel Hawk would finally rest.

He didn't. The concept of retirement is alien to him. He won't rest until every last trace of Cobra and affiliates are stamped out. He's still searching for Destro, wherever he is. He is especially bitter about the fact that everyone, from Duke to Scarlett, decided to retire or move on from the Joes.

Conrad and Ana, AKA Duke and the (Former) Baroness: The pair no one saw coming, but the two most responsible for the downfall of Cobra. Duke is an all-American hero, while Baroness was one of the best Cobra had to offer. However, an incident involving botched intel regarding a general by the name of Miles Mayhem meant that both got captured.

Their experience incarcerated by the bloodthirsty monster had a lasting impact on Duke, for in his mind, with what all that Mayhem was able to get away with, that the system he served was a broken one... and all to willing to throw whim on the bus. Ana remains cagey about her experiences, but the fact is, that her history with Duke on a personal level may extend FAR beyond their years serving either faction... and that Cobra, for all its resources and might, ultimately would never truly what she wants, for Cobra wanted to replace the corrupt "system" of the world with its own.

Being the best of the best, they of course escaped together, and Conrad and Ana went straight to Colonel Hawk. They revealed everything from Mayhem's underhanded ambitions with technology, to all the potential factions within Cobra, Hawk relayed all this to General Joe Colton, and so began Project Ouroboros, the operation to literally make the 'Cobra' devour itself. And it worked like a charm, with the death of Cobra Commander to boot!

In reward, Colton gave Ana her wish: Complete and utter freedom to live her life as she wished, free from any system of control or from prying eyes. Conrad and Ana now live quietly with one another... and surely nothing will EVER ruin it for them!

Lance J. Steinberg, AKA 'Clutch': master of vehicular engineering, and the best (and craziest) driver the Joes ever had. He's now retired, and owns a rather successful auto-repair business. A rather swell guy who, miracle of miracles, managed to live a fulfilling life of a civilian. Serves as Duke's closest pal in retirement. Still unused to the fact his best friend shacked it up with the Baroness of all people, but hey, everything worked out in the end!

The Bad Guys

Destro: With the death of Cobra Commander, and the splintering of the whole organization, it is Destro who holds the title of Cobra's leader... or what's left of the core. He still works behind the scenes as an arms dealer, but now has to further lay low as to not get on the radar of Hawk and Colton. Has a sincere belief, with enough time, he can turn his criminal empire into a real one like Rome.

Has a petulant, almost all-consuming grudge against Duke and Ana.

Silas: Leader of MECH, once simply a cell of Cobra, now a formidable organization of its own. Cold, cunning and ambitious, he sees the world as a failing thing with failing nations, and aims to wrest power from the world with what he perceived has worked for millenia: The most advanced technology and a LOT of manpower. Works with Destro due to his connections, arms and money.

"Joe Colton strives to preserve a failing world and it failing nations. Not realizing that if one sees the opportunity, one has to grasp it with their own two hands"

Dr. Meridian: Protector of Mankind! Haunted by an accident by a creature he swore is real, he dedicates his life (and work) to making sure that mankind can protect itself from such potential threats. He believes that adopting technology to improve the self vs. Dr. Sumdac's innovations with robotics technology to help mankind. Works most closely with Silas, and with Destro out of convenience.

Joshua Joyce:

Destro, Silas and Meridian all have hidden elements. Destro runs the underground, Silas tries to be incognito as much as possible, and while Dr Meridian has a reputation, he's not exactly well known by the public.

Joshua Joyce on the other hand? Everyone knows him. He made your favorite app, your favorite phone, and so many, MANY things. He's the cool inventor type! Or at least that's the image he deludes himself on, as most of his "innovations" were actually done by others. He just patented the stuff.

On the other hand, there's been a lotta rumors of neat new high tech gear in the underground, he just knows people to come in contact with. He missed out on Sumdac's robo revolution, and his ego demands that he be a real revolutionary in tech!.

[dragqueenstarscream]

Is there a half-human, half-robot character in the Transformers universe?

right off the bat, my brain goes to cylas.

he was initially leland bishop before changing his name to silas to hide his identity. he was the head of mech, an organization focused on taking cybertronian technology to advance humanity.

he was crippled in the nemesis prime fight, but his body was hardwired to breakdown's corpse, effectively making him half man, half machine. he changed his name to cylas - cybernetic life augmented by symbiosis - and tried to join the decepticons. it didn't go over well for him, though. when his plan to kill the autobots and their humans failed, he was essentially given to knock out as a guinea pig to experiment on.

so, yeah. body horror all around, kids!

[fandom-lover2]

Energon Is Thicker Than Blood - pt 2

Part One

Part Three

-image not mine-

“Wake up!”

I jumped, trying to scramble to my feet, but I couldn’t move.

My hands were behind my back, secured there while my shoulders ached. And my feet were forced apart, tied to the chair legs I was seated on.

“What the…” I pulled and tugged, my mind still lagging as I tried to remember what happened.

“Y/n!” Optimus shouted, and then he grunted.

I turned my head to the direction his voice had come from, and felt my heart skip a beat before dropping to my stomach.

Optimus was strapped to a giant metal slab, the faux gurney reclined flat. His feet were facing me, his head hidden beyond his body. He tried to move, and once again groaned as he was met with more electricity coursing through his frame.

Like sadistic ants, M.E.C.H soldiers were scattered around his body, shields covering their faces as they used drills, saws and flame cutters to try pry open his armor and expose his sensitive and secretive inner workings.

Oh Primus, M.E.C.H!

I snapped my head back to face my front, and barely stopped from flinching back.

A man stood before me, hands folded behind his back as he regarded me. Buzzcut grey hair and a scar running across his nose, another on his forehead over to his temple. He wore a brownish green suit of some kind, a messed up take on the US military uniform.

“Silas.” I tried to say as menacingly as I could, not letting him see my fear.

“You know who I am.” It wasn’t a question. And the sound of his voice had terror forming in my stomach. It had been so long since his evil voice had been broadcast over the base’s speakers, but I never forgot his voice.

I’d heard from Bulkhead what they had done to Breakdown. If they were doing that to Optimus…

“I know of the asshole who thinks he can control things bigger than himself. Stupidly, of course.”

He smiled, it not reaching his eyes. He brought his arms forward, crossing them across his chest. “Then you must know what I want.”

I rolled my eyes, the action revealing something that had me jumping.

Megatron, also restrained a slab like Optimus’, expect his was reclined at an angel so I could see him, and he me. And while he should have been glaring at the guy who had arranged him capture, the warlord was staring at me.

His optics, purple and evil, bore into my soul. And somehow that was more terrifying then being tied to a chair and in the custody of Silas.

How the hell had they managed to take down Megatron?

Optimus wouldn’t want to hurt humans, so him I could understand. But Megatron? I had assumed he’d break away easily and slaughter the agents. But he hadn’t. He was just as trapped as Optimus.

“Eyes over here.” Silas rumbled, taking a step forward.

I looked to him slowly, now fearing him more than I had a moment before.

Silas took another step forward, looking down at me with distaste as he almost pressed against my knees. “You know what I want, don’t you?”

My heart pounded in my chest, my lungs tight despite my shaky breaths. “You have them.”

“I want more.”

The base.

He wanted the base’s location. He wanted the others.

I laughed, long and hard.

Him taking a shocked step back just had me laughing harder.

“Oh god, you are so fucking stupid.”

He sneered at me, dropping his hands to fist at his sides.

“You do know these two are enemies, right?” I jerked my head between the two Cybertronians. “Do whatever you want to me, I’m not saying shit around him.” I tossed a glare back to Megatron, which he chuckled at.

Silas huffed in response. “When I am done with these two, they will be nothing more than scrap metal. Your concern is unwarranted.”

“Still doesn’t mean I’ll tell you anything.”

“I will get the information from you, one way or another. Whether it is painless if up to you.”

I swallowed, looking away from him.

Of course he was going to torture me. He was evil, diabolical, a maniac. He and Megatron would make great friends, until someone tried to cross the other and it’d end in a ball of fire.

I looked around the warehouse, to the few soldiers not working on Optimus, or beginning on Megatron. They stood gathered behind Silas, good little lap dogs waiting for orders.

“You gonna get your own hands dirty, or are you too pretty for that?”

Shock washed over the General’s face.

“You and your men can do as you will, I will tell you nothing.”

He blinked, then smirked. “They all think that.”

And then he turned, walking over to a table. I couldn’t see it’s contents clearly, but it was no doubt an array of torture tools.

Was I scared? Of course. Anyone would be. And if they weren’t then they were stupid. Pain was never fun, never wanted. The promise of the pain ending would be enough to make anyone break.

Beside me, Optimus grunted again. 

If they got the others, if he found the other humans…

No, I would not break. No matter what he did to me, I would never break. I couldn’t. There were too many lives at stake. Too many people I loved on the line.

Not to mention what he would do with the information he gained from tearing apart Optimus and Megatron.

“Afghanistan or Iraq?”

Silas froze. “What?’

I adjusted in my seat, as best I could. “Afghanistan or Iraq? Where did you lose your friends?”

He turned his head slowly, looking over his shoulder at me.

“I’m assuming it ain’t Vietnam, unless you are that old?”

He stayed silent.

“So the desert.” I concluded.

 He continued to just glance over his shoulder at me, but I saw his fists clench just a bit.

“How’d it happen?” I pushed.

His eyes drifted to the floor.

“Oh come on, dude. You hate the US military, that means you were part of them once, and feel as though they wronged you, lead to the loss of your brothers. It’s obvious.”

His shoulders tightened, and his jaw clenched. He still kept his back to me, his head turning to face ahead again.

I waited, but he said nothing. I was right.

“What was it?” I pushed again. “IED, ambush, mission gone bad?” I named some events off the top of my head, but I knew what would tip him over. Just needed the build-up.

“Maybe you were off duty,” I started, and he flinched.

I smiled to myself, finally. “Away from the front lines. Laid back and fucking around. Maybe it was around a fire, everyone had been drinking too much, music too loud to hear it coming.”

He started breathing heavily, his weight shifting between his feet.

On the right track.

“Maybe it was too dark to see when they arrived, too much happening to hear the missile.”

“Shut up.” he ordered, back still to me. His voice was tight, his fists clenching.

I struggled to keep the laugh in.

Amazing how fast power could shift.

I was the one in the chair, awaiting torture, but I held the ability to throw him off course. All because I had something on his past.

“Maybe the higher ups knew it was coming, and didn’t warn your men.”

“Shut up!” He spun to me, emotion finally on his face. Rage, and pain, and vulnerability.

I had an in.

“Maybe they knew and didn’t warn you, because they needed more ‘heroes’ to encourage the fight back home.” I continued, watching him spiral out of control. “Maybe your names were just numbers, bodies left to rot in the desert so fat men at desks could make a few extra bucks.”

He exploded, charging at me.

I knew what would come, and it would give me more control. The first fist hit my left cheek, and then the pain merged into one big ‘ow’.

I heard Optimus struggling against his restrains, heard Silas screaming as he hit me again and again.

I was a human punching bag, a way to release his anger. And with each hit, I became more and more in control of the situation.

It hurt, worse than I imaged. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. I closed my eyes and wished for it to end.

I briefly lost consciousness, and when I awoke a soldier was holding onto Silas, pulling him back. Silas was crazed, his eyes wild as he lunged to get to me again.

My right eye was swelling shut quickly, blood pouring down my face, into my eyes. My mouth was full of it, metallic taste causing me to gag. A bone or two was definitely broken.

Slowly, when two other soldiers joined the struggle, he calmed enough to be released, but he continued to pant wildly. His fists dripped blood, his and mine. His eyes burned with hatred as he glared at me.

I smiled back cockily, drawing the last energy I had to spit out the blood, and with great luck it landed on his shoes.

I took a deep, shaky breath. Fuck, breathing made everything worse. The pain pulsed in time with my heartbeat, my left cheek bone definitely broken, cuts on my face oozing. My right eye was completely shut now. My head ached worse than any migraine I’d ever had, my nausea made it hard to suck in air. I wanted to curl into a ball and go to sleep. But, I had the upper hand finally.

I held my head high, squared my shoulders, and looked him in the eyes. “Tell me, if our roles were reversed. If you were in this chair, would you have given them up?”

He froze, his eyes widened.

I felt the air around us go cold. Even the soldiers taking apart Optimus and Megatron stopped, turning to look at me.

A room full of men, each armed with a weapon that could end my life in seconds, some holding machines capable of reducing Megatron to a pile of metal, and probably the most well-resourced, homicidal, power-hungry human in the world, and I was tied to a chair with all the power.

Nobody moved, nobody breathed.

I took in Silas’s shock like an elixir, healing all the pain, making me stronger. I dropped the smirk, looking at him plainly.

He continued to watch me for a moment, then he straightened up, looking down at me with that emotionless stare.

He finally got it. Nothing he said or did would break me. No amount of torture, no promises of it ending, would ever get me to fold. I briefly wondered if I was doing it to stop M.E.C.H or Megatron, but I knew I would do it no matter who was behind the blade.

He watched me for a few moments more, then turned and began to head out the warehouse.

“Back to work!” someone demanded, and the horrible drilling started again.

I couldn’t look at Optimus, not at what they were doing to him. That would break me.

Instead, I turned to Megatron. His look, the approval, it warmed my chest.

Why?

Maybe because I knew what he’d been through, and if he was proud of how I took the pain then I’d somehow impressed him. Maybe it was that I had used cunning and manipulation to turn the tables, changed the course of his plan, and if the way I had done it impressed the Warlord, then I’d done a good job.

Whatever it was, Megatron was proud and that was enough to remind me why I was taking the pain, why this was worth it.

I let my head drop back onto the chair, winched as the knock spiked the pain on my face.

I looked up to the warehouse ceiling, to the metal beams and maze of wires, up to the grey expanse and felt my good eye begin to close.

I could do nothing to stop the sleep, just pray it would stop the pain.

Optimus groaned beside me, and I wished to be anywhere else. So my brain took me somewhere else.

[kroganshepard2001]

I can, will, and have skipped every episode of Transformers Prime that involves M.E.C.H. and/or Silas after their introduction, for no other reason than that their vibe SCREAMS, "We are the most fucking AGGRESSIVELY uninteresting part of this show, but because the writers didn't notice that, we get way more screentime than we could ever possibly deserve!"

[cookiqueen13]

Operation: Prank Em’ John

[rosaharazu]

*GASPS*

Is it really normal for Transformers Prime to get my jaw dropped with the most subversive turn of events?

Cue : Episode 4 of Season 2

Oh look, Bee found the thing! Already?

Oh yeah, the Decepticons shoot him- NO MY LITTLE BEE!!

Me : Sees the MECH guys.

*JAW DROPS*

THAT'S EVEN WORSE

[dat-lil-shark]

MORE PIXIE AUS CHARACTERS

MORE CHARACTER DESIGNS FOR THE PIXIE AU DROPPED!

It seemed like a lot of you guys are liking it so far!

And if you are wondering what the Pixie AU is, it is basically a (mainly Tfp centered) AU of mine where all the Transformers characters are now humans, and now all the canon humans characters are pixies! SO that most of the plots can stay the Transformer/human relationships can stay the same!

Optimus Prime

Ratchet

Silas and the Mech

And enjoy Pixie Raf working hard to hack the Decepticons

[that-glitter-chick]

Oh my poor unsuspecting friend, she had no idea the beast she awoke lmao! My love and knowledge of all things Transformers over road my common sense and bypassed the fact that she was trying to make a joke. I felt slightly affronted on behalf of the serious side of the franchise and perhaps over shared. 😅