The Beast Wars Metals versions of Megatron, Rattrap (Rattle), and Waspinator (Waspeeter) talk about the scrapped movie Predacon designs. WAR WAR STOP IT plays briefly before segueing into the Beast Warriors’ MST3K bit.
Rattle: Feh! Whaddya know, you Destrons WERE gonna be in th’ pit’cher besides Scorpos and his extended family.
Megs and Waspy: EEEEHHH???!
Megatron: Seriously?? Show us, rat!
Rattle: We’ll we got this sexy pin up of Waspeeter…!
Megatron: Oooo, Waspeeter-kun, you WERE gonna be in the movie, so jelly!
Waspeeter: Oooo, Waspeeter looking cool, buuuun! Kinda like my Animated self! Not like now, where Waspeeter got fat, buuun…
Rattle: Yeah, you stress ate cuz you didn’t get into Kingdom like we did.
Megatron: Bahhh, those slow processor scrap heaps were no fun. Nothing but War is Hell and politics! I kept telling them to get it out of first gear and crack a joke or twelve, gyahaha-spit- They told me one more out burst like that and they’d bring in my cousin and understudy Megaphone. -sigh-
Rattle: Huh, I thought something seemed off towards the end. That WAS Megaphone, wasn’t it?
Megatron: Eeugh, well enough of that! Who else would’ve made the cut, Rattle? Inferno? Terrorsaurer? Primus forbid Rampage or Tarans… -spits-
Rattrap: Er, about that, Megsy…
Megatron: WUUUHHHHAAAAAT?!?! That delinquent crab would’ve gotten his big screen debut before me??? Did he threaten to beat up the director guy if he didn’t get in?
Rattle: Strong possibility that’s why he was cut… I heard he was s’posed t’cameo as a corpse anyhow. Not da most thrilling of big screen roles.
Megatron: -giggles- Yet still oddly appropriate for Rampage-kun, gyahaha-spits-!
Waspeeter: I wonder if Depth Charge-san was gonna be in it too, buuun.
Megatron: Who cares about the Cybertrons?! I wanna see more of the Destrons! Perhaps we got the deadly Black Widow-chan pin ups, yes~?
Rattle: Uh, well, they’re deadly and poisonous a’ight, but not exactly Black Widow material…
Megatron: …I have no idea who this is. This isn’t one of our guys…
Rattle: I wanna say it’s one of Lio Convoy’s band a’weirdos…? Swan Dive or some such?
Megatron: A Cybertron?! What a load of crock!
Waspeeter: Oooh! It’s gotta be Goosher-chaaan~! He and me went to Seibertron Primary School together when we were little, buuuun~!
Megatron: Isn’t that Gigatron’s toady?
Waspeeter: I mean technically Gelshark was the more direct toady, but yeah, buun.
Megatron: I thought Gelshark turned into a shark… Bah! Whatever it’s not one of mine anyway.
Rattle: ‘Old on, lemme consult the database. TFWiki, type type type, ok so it IS a Destron. Some frog called Spittor. Seems like someone you’d like, Megsy…
Megatron: I have no idea what you mean…! -spits-
Rattle: Riiight… Anyhow, Spittor did serve under you in some media, but he mostly appeared in comics, like da IDW stuff.
Megatron: Unless it was manga by Shoji Imaki, Naoto Tsushima, Hayato Sakamoto or Chromedome, I don’t care.
Rattle: Well we have one more Destron, and it was a guy who appeared in our show…
Waspeeter: Buuun? Dinobot 2?
Megatron: It’s Tarans, isn’t it.
Rattle: I mean it IS somebody you love to hate.
Megatron: EEEEEEEEEEGGGHHHH?!? Ram Horn??! The Trypticon Council would’ve made it on the big screen before MEEEEE?! This is outrrrRRAAAAGEOUS!
Waspeeter: I mean technically we were on the big screen back then, Mega-sama…!
Megatron: THAT DOESN’T COUNT, WASPEETER! Stupid clip show redubs…! Aaaargh, Megatron out. Beeeeast MODE! -transforms into his transmetal beast mode, and starts roller blading away- Hmph! I’m gonna go start a petition campaign to get me in the sequels of Beast Awakening!
Waspeeter: Aaah, Mega-sama! -transforms and follows- Don’t roller blade in anger, buuun!
Rattle: Pssh, what a drama queen. That being said, I hope I’m in da sequels too… Mebbe a petition ain’t such a bad idea. Beast Mode! -transforms- Time to go grease some palms, nyehehe!
-Beast Wars Metals closing theme HALLELUYAH starts playing as he toddles off-
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The Mexican card was hot but can we see Japanese (out of curiosity)
I really need to See the japanese! Like 1000 cards was so hot…
Hello, I really liked the 1000 follower stories but I am curious to see what would have happened if Eric chose the Japanese flag instead of the Mexican. 😊
The evening after picking the Japanese card, Eric’s admiring his thick muscles in the mirror when he notices something strange. His tattoos have contracted, slipping off his increasingly pale skin until he just has a small line of them on one shoulder. The banana, dog, bull, and the rising sun of Japan remain on his bulging delt, but other than that Eric’s skin is a blank canvas. Rather than any disappointment, Eric grins at himself in the mirror. Why would he mar this perfect porcelain skin with layers of tattoos?
When Eric checks his schedule on Tuesday morning, he realises that he has some extra summer classes all of a sudden. Engineering? He’s a liberal arts major! No… that’s not right… His mom always insisted that he needed to go into a STEM field, and with his brains, it just made sense to get into a good engineering program.
“I can’t believe that you’ve been doing homework all summer,” Blair complains, scrolling on his phone while Eric does practice problems. Eric doesn’t know what he’s complaining about, since Eric’s load is still dripping out of Blair’s ass. Eric can’t concentrate until he’s fucked someone, most nights.
“We can go party on Friday,” Eric rumbles. He works hard all week so he can play hard all weekend. It would be a shame not to take advantage of being a sexy mixed race stud.
In class on Thursday, Eric answers a question from the professor and hears his accent as if for the first time. It’s not noticeable unless you know what to look for, but Eric’s English is very precise, clipped, just a little monotone. It’s not surprising, since he’s spent his whole life speaking Japanese at home. Despite immigrating just after Eric was born, his parents still need him to take care of any legal paperwork for them.
“There’s my favourite war criminal!” Aaron says as Eric arrives for his Friday personal training session.
Eric rolls his eyes and punches Aaron on the shoulder. “There’s my favourite communist drone,” he answers, playing up his accent on the R’s. Neither of them has told their parents about fucking across old enemy lines.
At the end of the workout, Aaron lets Eric pose for him. With his accustomed superior look in his eyes, Eric watches his sweat-slick, hairless muscles move through his posing routine in the mirrors. He’d look even better if he’d thought to wear his fundoshi under his gym shorts, but that’s probably better kept for the bedroom. Maybe he’ll put it on for Aaron and Blair when they get home from the club tonight.
Come Saturday night, the 1000 cards are nowhere to be found.
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I don't like the justification of Link's arm coming back being because of Sonia's time powers. Like, fine, I can buy it working on Zelda because she's reverting her back to her original state (still wish the lead up to that was better, tho). However, the explanation does not work for Link's arm. She can not restore or revert what isn't there. His arm wasn't transformed. It was replaced. His old one was gone because Rauru had to replace it to save Link's life.
Sonia explains her time powers as asking an object on where it comes from and how it came to be. If she were to use her time powers on Rauru's arm, it would return to him (in which it does). Theoretically, this should leave Link with nothing. How can you recall something that isn't there?
I understand this was the explanation they gave for Zelda, but with what we know about recall and what happened to Link's arm, it doesn't add up unless if her time powers allow her to manifest his arm from thin air. Idk I don't think it works, I don't like the explanation, and it falls under the magic fixes disability trope.
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What would have happend to Eric if he choose the clock card and then took the Japanese card after?
(This ask was in response to 1000)
You must have known what would happen when you sent this ask, right? Then again, you didn't spot the cards that appeared in your laundry basket, did you? They dissolved at the first touch of sudsy water, impregnating all your clothes with their magical potential.
As you take your laundry out of the dryer, a cloud of magic dust poofs up into your face, making you cough. Immediately, you begin to age, fine lines settling at the corner of narrowing, dark eyes as a dusting of facial hair spreads along the edge of your square jaw. With each piece of clothing you fold, your body bulks up a little, becoming thick, sturdy, and thoroughly Japanese.
You pull on what used to be your favourite cargo shorts, now a stretchy pair of gym shorts. You grab what you think is a tea towel, but find yourself holding a microfibre cleaning cloth. You look around your apartment, seeing the home gym, camera equipment, and sex swing as if for the first time.
There's a notification on your phone, and you use your thick, callused fingers to navigate the Japanese interface like you've used it for years. One of your boys, confirming he wants to come over and play tonight. You grin. Time to get a pump on so your Japanese daddy muscles look good on camera!
If this got you horny, consider putting some spare change in my Ko-fi cup so I can write even more hot stories.
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