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ask-prime-starscream · 4 years

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Okay, so hear me out. How about I change that certain movie a bit? Let’s start right when Unicron-Megatron arrives at the field with the Predacon bones and Starscream gets an orgasm thinking his beloved abuser master is back.

I feel so bad for Starscream. He thinks everything is going to be okay again. Megatron is his protector after all. The only one who bothers to keep him around. What’s getting punched in the face and getting ridiculed from time to time when you aren’t left for dead? At least to Starscream it’s a good deal because he is used to abuse. Sometimes I think about a scene where Unicron not only punches Starscream, but threatens to kill him. If Megatron actually had a slither of fondness for Starscream or at least remembered what a total wild card he can be in the grand scheme of things, he could have tried his mind tricks on Unicron like he did with Predaking before. I don’t know. Just to humanize him a bit. Think more of Starscream than that he suffers entertainingly. Buuut, let’s keep it as canon as we can. Scrap that scene. Let’s focus on things that actually could and should have happened!

When Unicron revives the Predacons, Starscream flees and Shockwave stays back because he is a slow inferior ground vehicle. Well, remember that Starscream pays back his debts? Remember that Shockwave grabbed Starscream at the end of season 3 and probably saved him from imprisonment or death? (I highly doubt the Autobots would have killed Starscream if he had had the chance to “avenge Megatron”, but Starscream just expects the worst from everyone, so...) Since a horde of zombies is scary either way, Starscream flees at first, but then he decides to help Shockwave, the bot that kept him company and was his comrade after Megatron’s demise. Shockwave is about to be overpowered, but a few missiles give him some room to move again. Zombiecons really are not much better than Vehicons, Predacons or not. Megatron revived a whole army and Optimus and Ratchet had little problem slicing and dicing them all back in season 1. Dark energon is really overrated. It’s worthless actually. Megatron is a fool.

Anyway, as a nice quote from G1 which we know TF series can’t get enough of, Shockwave climbs on Starscream’s vehicle mode and together they can escape. We know Starscream is strong enough to carry Shockwave. He had no problem flying Knock Out around. Shockwave probably thinks that Starscream’s dangerous move was illogical, but Starscream just tells him to shut up.

What happens next? They try to free Knock Out and the Vehicons of course. The more the merrier. With Shockwave around, Knock Out thinks twice about who is gonna be the winning team here and doesn’t stab Starscream in the back over some petty thing. A petty thing I would call the emergency brake writers pull when A: Starscream gets a friend. Or B: Two male characters get some really nice chemistry.

I personally have no problem with Knock Out basically being a spineless Starscream who believes in nothing but his looks. What I have a problem with is the way he is treated. He is fucking dangerous and came pretty close to killing some members of team Prime. However, “No Autobot except Cliffjumper dies in this series by Decepticon hand” syndrome prevented that. He doesn’t believe in any of the Autobots’s morals. He doesn’t care if humanity gets wiped out. He has no honor, no loyalty. He contributes absolutely nothing in the fight against Unicron. The Autobots shouldn’t have treated him like a longtime member of team Prime. He shouldn’t have gotten away scot-free at the end of the movie as if he was actually good! It’s so unsatisfying and completely unearned! Breakdown, Starscream, even Dreadwing would have been better candidates for the turncoat. But nah, fuck actual character, Knock Out is cute and funny! He shall be good now! WRONG! Knock Out is a chicken shit opportunist, who will follow the faction in power. He would have submitted to Unicron if Unicron wasn’t about complete annihilation. Something like that shouldn’t be rewarded. If RiD did one thing right, it was showing Knock Out to be uncaring about Autobot stuff and just racing around on earth. So. Phew. Rant over. We will have none of that shit here. Decepticons and Autobots are at a standoff. And Bee won’t pull his dumb “Do you believe me or your own eyes?” shit either. Instead we do something else.

Arcee knows that Starscream follows somewhat of an honor code. He had saved her from Airachnid and spared her life. So she tries to actually bargain with him. While the other Autobots are more like “The heck are you trying here, Arcee?”, she starts talking about whether Starscream really wants to abandon Cybertron and lose it to destruction, this time irreversible. After all, he had put so much effort in reviving it, getting the keys and all. Bee maybe catches on and strokes his ego and Starscream is like “Whoah, what you guys say isn’t even that wrong...!” Shockwave is skeptical, Knock Out just wants to be safe, but everyone comes to the conclusion that together, Autobots and Decepticons, they might have a chance. And so they do their all to fight for their home. And with “do their all” I mean it. They use everything. The Autobots free Soundwave from the shadow zone and if there is one good thing about Soundwave, it’s that he follows Starscream’s orders. Without Megatron, Starscream is the leader of the Decepticons, just like he had been in season 1. Also the prospect of beating Unicron out of Megatron’s body might motivate him too.

So they fly with the Nemesis to Primus’s anus and get battle ready.

In order to give the Zombiecons the smallest attack surface, they position themselves accordingly. Every Iaconic artifact gets used. Immobilizer, phaseshifter, shield... the Nemesis’s cannons... It’s a crazy fight and everybody is contributing. And then Starscream says “I would have never thought I’d die side by side with a grounder” to Knock Out and Knock Out responds with “How about side by side with a friend?” and... Maybe we even get some nice Autobot/Decepticon teamwork. Some really nice, fanservice-y shit. But the battle is hard and even with the Predacons joining them, they are about to be overwhelmed...

Until Prime and Wheeljack show up. Unicron finally enters the battle himself and Optimus and him start an epic fight surrounded by Autobots, Decepticons, Predacons and zombies. It seems like Prime will actually win and the morale is high. Until Unicron throws him to the ground and stabs him, Megatron screaming in his head. That’s not how Megatron had intended for their eon-long fight to end. He is overcome by guilt and regret. After all, his tinkering with Unicron’s blood had caused this outcome. Him, being nothing but a puppet, killing the one he once called his friend.

The Autobots are devastated and unbelieving. The Decepticons are more like “Oh no, I guess...” Then Bee pulls his leader potential out of his aft since it’s time not for gods and Primes to define destiny, but for the average man! He quickly advises everyone to focus on Unicron and keep him occupied, never letting him target just one and overwhelm them, but having an advantage thanks to their quantity. Wheeljack holds Primus’s spark box like a hot potato asking what to do with it now and Bee says, they’ll get it where it belongs. So all of our good flyers are supposed to get the box to the core. Predaking, Skylynx, Darksteel, Soundwave, Starscream eye each other like “Is that a good idea?”, but there is no better plan. One of them holds the box while the others flank him, protecting him from any potential Zombiecons slipping through the now far weaker protection of the remaining bots. Unicron becomes aware of what is happening and follows them. With his super ultra speed he quickly catches up and the flyers have to throw the box from one to the other in order to get it out of Unicrons reach. Once more they show how important camaraderie, teamwork and friendship is... eh... even if all the flyers are Decepticons and Predacons, lol... Like... Like this is a GOOD moral, okay?! Different species working together, even though they were evil or kinda evil... there is worth in life, even if said life wasn’t always pure.

Eventually, one of them opens the box and throws it in a last ditch effort towards the core, reviving Primus. The sparks burst towards the sky and Unicron’s spirit is ripped from Megatron’s body, carried to who knows where... whatever Primus deems right.

Now, everything is good, isn’t it? Well, not for Megatron. He doesn’t have a place on the new Cybertron and chooses the exile. But Starscream is having nothing of that. Cybertron is theirs to take now, isn’t it? The Decepticons agree and Bee and the Autobots are like “Really?!?”, while the Predacons are like “Whatever... don’t try shit with us, though.”

Megatron is absolutely against any more carnage and says the war had been a mistake. Starscream can’t believe what he is hearing. Everything he ever did, was for nothing? All the losses? All the beatings? He tries to convince Megatron and tells him what he had done in his name. Cloned more Predacons, tried to avenge him. He is loyal for fuck’s sake!! He is like Megatron has always wanted him to be! Now that is all wrong and he had suffered uselessly?

Megatron just says, that Starscream had wasted his time. Then he wants to fly off, but Starscream holds him back, grabbing his arm. How can Megatron leave him now?! Megatron pushes him away and hurts his wing so he won’t get any ideas of following him before he transforms and flies away.

Starscream is devastated. He has a breakdown. He reaches for his hurt wing and Knock Out is the first by his side, hearing him cry: “I can’t be alone again!” Knock Out shakes his head, smiling faintly. “But you have us.” Indeed. Even Soundwave was just disillusioned by Megatron’s sudden antics. There is no use following such a coward.

Autobots and Decepticons form a shaky peace agreement for now, everyone having to deal with the losses of their leaders and their almost destruction. The tone is somber, but Cybertron lives again. It is time for a new beginning...

#Starscream #Megatron #Arcee #Knock Out #Shockwave #long post #wall of text

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stawscweam · 3 years

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A New Golden Age | MegaStar

Hello! This is my first ever fanfic! I’ve loved MegaStar since I was a kid, so this just feels like fate, you know?

I dedicate this jumble of words to my darling friend @sivictis uwu 💜💜💜

Here it is on AO3!

A new dawn settled on the recently rebuilt city of Kaon. Citizens stirred online as rays of light flooded their berth-chambers. As they awoke one-by-one, excitement coursed through all of their circuits for this day was of great importance; it was the coronation of Megatron and Starscream as the supreme rulers of Cybertron.

The official ceremony had been put on hold for quite some time after the resolution of the Great War. The restoration of their war-torn planet held upmost precedent after the execution and imprisonment of the defeated Autobots.

Justice was dealt swiftly to their high command and the helm of Optimus Prime decorated the entrance to the grand capitol. The remaining Autobots were used as prison labour to bolster the ranks of the reconstruction effort.

Cybertronians that had fled when the civil war destroyed their world returned upon news of the war’s end and were challenged with two choices: assist their new Decepticon brethren in rejuvenation or face the consequences. Most chose the former.

The damage dealt upon their planet was great, but the mechs of Cybertron were determined to make their leaders’ dream of renewal a reality. Unity and hope flowed through their processors as they tirelessly worked to birth a new Golden Age.

As their work bore fruit, Kaon surpassed the prestige of Iacon of old. Its streets bustled with activity and purpose as pubs, medical centres, cultural hubs, and businesses of all kinds blossomed into fruition. Emancipated from the archaic nonsense of Functionism, bots from all walks of life were free to choose their vocation and hobbies.

At the epicentre of the great city-state stood Kolkular, the headquarters of the Decepticons and now proud capital of Cybertron. The metallic walls of the fortress shone brightly as the sun continued to rise. Its residents already up and about to prepare for the big day. The grand hall needed to be pristine and magnificent for nothing but perfection was acceptable in the optics of a certain Seeker.

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In his shared berth-chamber with Megatron, Starscream fussed in annoyance as his aides fumbled in polishing him, their servos teeming with nervousness and joy at being chosen to assist one of their leaders. However, the prime reason for their joint clumsiness was due to them ogling the new frame of the jet.

Sleek, aerodynamic lines of gold and scarlet graced their vision, causing their cooling fans to awkwardly hum in the spacious room. A rush of apologies left their mouths as they quickly calmed their anxieties, submerged their amorous thoughts, and properly applied the polish to his body.

Megatron shook his helm in amusement at the antics of his Conjunx as he overheard the commotion from the balcony of their room. With his arms clasped behind his back, he peered across the waking city and mulled over the state of his own body.

He still possessed the Ore-13 empowered frame that assisted in their victory over Optimus Prime and his accursed Autobots. The peace he had dreamed of in Towards Peace would soon be achieved and then and only then would he rid himself of the rail gun currently attached to his right servo.

The scars and dents that littered his body were a grim reminder of the pain and loss his Decepticons endured during the long course of the war. This battered frame of his would be a living symbol to represent an era of hostility and strife that will never ravage their world and his people again.

Cybertron would flourish under the combined rule of Starscream and himself. After all, it was their mediation that had led to the destruction of their steady rivals. Optimus Prime and his cohorts could not have foreseen the both of them working together in perfect unison and that was their fatal mistake.

Megatron knew long ago that with Starscream at his side, no goal was out of their reach and that the universe would be theirs to conquer.

“Are you finished brooding or should I come back?”

Megatron’s helm turned slightly to the beautiful sight of Starscream glistening in the sunlight as the jet strutted up to smirk at his beloved bondmate. Dainty claws grasped the balcony’s railing as he settled beside Megatron.

By the unmasked hunger in those piercing optics, Starscream figured the bumbling fools must have done a somewhat decent job at polishing his frame. He might have even thanked them if he had not already dismissed them.

“I wasn’t brooding,” Megatron clarified. “I was thinking.”

“About?”

“You.”

“Oh, really?” Starscream raised an optic ridge. “And what about me? Do tell.”

“It was your brilliance and cunning that secured our victory, our future. Look, Starscream,” Megatron gestured to their view of the city. “Look at our world. Cybertron has never experienced true freedom of this magnitude. We did this and we will crush all those that stand before us. Together.”

“You big sap.” Starscream snorted with a roll of his optics but could not suppress the smile forming on his face. Megatron leaned down as a silent request, tilting the Seeker’s chin up with his servo. Starscream obliged him by lifting himself up on his heel struts and locked their lips in a passionate kiss.

Their EM fields intertwined in a swirl of fierce love as they parted slightly, helms resting comfortably on each other. Their optics shut as their sparks pulsed in tandem, their bond strengthening with each beat.

Despite his lover’s affinity for the dramatics, the jet could not object to the results of their reconciliation. How comical it was for the war to end simply when they ceased their incessant bickering and acknowledged each other’s faults and strengths.

They both came to understand the other’s solution to their four million stellar cycles old problem and devised a devilish plan that utilised their shared prowess in deception. Their union produced a harmonic serenity that washed over their troops and solidified the complete annihilation of the Autobots.

A give and take entity slowly formed between them that burst into a cohesion they had not experienced since the beginning of the war. Their mutual commitment to the Decepticon cause culminated into the Cybertron that laid before them.

No want, no unhappiness, no dissent.

Peace through tyranny.

“My Lords, it is time.”

A humble Decepticon scout bowed in reverence to the now reluctantly parting couple. Megatron reached down to grasp Starscream’s servo and placed a gentle kiss upon it. The jet huffed in faux indignation, still unaccustomed to such blatant expressions of affection. However, he could not deny how it warmed his spark to immeasurable degrees.

Servos clasped; the two leaders followed the scout to the grand hall of Kolkular. It was clear to Megatron—much to his chagrin—that no expense was spared to lavishly decorate the hall to the specific demands of his Conjunx. The subtle grin resting on the face of Starscream was proof enough that their aides had satisfied the exceptionally picky Seeker.

As they walked to their designated positions by their thrones, Megatron and Starscream waved to their subjects still servo in servo. The hall was packed to the brim for no mech of Kaon was barred from witnessing the crowning of their beloved rulers, the roar of their cheers deafening all in attendance.

Starscream had mused that after their long and arduous effort to reconstruct a portion of their planet, the mechs of Cybertron deserved a lively respite. Megatron steeled himself for the inevitable boasting of his mate after the event transpired.

Arriving at their destination, the two lovers stood before their thrones and faced the crowd. The previous thunderous cacophony settled to a hush of whispers and soon complete silence. Those who could not physically attend the ceremony also muted their conversations as they watched the televised proceedings.

“Citizens of Cybertron and the Constellate,” Megatron began. “This past stellar cycle has been a gruelling journey to restore what was once lost. Today, we commemorate your valiant efforts in rebuilding Kaon!”

“Though there is still much work to be done,” Starscream added gently with a practised smile. “The full revival of Cybertron is well within our grasp now!”

“Hone this fervour, this drive and Cybertron will be the shining beacon of our glorious Decepticon Empire! We will continue our dominion over the lesser species and take our rightful place as masters of the known universe and beyond!”

“Under our united might and brilliance, we will lead you all to a new galactic order that will crush the anti-mechanical prejudice that has swept across the cosmos. Stand with us for it has never been a better time to be a Decepticon!”

“All hail Cybertron!” They declared as one.

A wave of applause and hollers rumbled across the masses in the grand hall and all of Kaon. Pride and determination charged their frames as they repeated the final message of their lords with ecstatic zeal. No longer subjugated to a cruel caste system that oppressed their liberties, they were free to usher in a new era of Cybertronian supremacy and they owed their full gratitude to Megatron and Starscream.

The cheers and adulation of the crowd continued as the rulers of Cybertron seated themselves on their thrones. The two assistants that had polished the radiant Seeker, returned on each side of Megatron and Starscream, both holding a bejewelled crown resting on a tasselled pillow. The duo’s shaking servos successfully crowned their lords and the persistent ovation erupted into a booming uproar.

With a deep bow, the twin mechs left the stage. As they departed, Megatron shifted his discerning gaze to his Conjunx. A buzz of electricity surged through Starscream as he felt the heated attention of his beloved once again and lessened his posturing for the crowd and cameras to address his other half.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because you’re stunning.”

“Would you quit that!?” The jet hissed, failing to stop energon from tinting his cheeks. “You’re insufferable, you know that?”

“Only for you, my dear Starscream.”

“Is that so? Well, two can play at that game, dear Megatron.” Leaning over and up to the much larger mech, Starscream cupped Megatron’s face between his claws and kissed him. Hoots and whistles reverberated everywhere as the corulers of Cybertron shamelessly canoodled.

The bonded pair separated slightly, crowned helms mere centimetres from each other.

“I love you, you sentimental oaf.”

“I love you, too.”

#megastar #baby's first fanfic #i like corny ass shit what can i say #i referenced a lot of my favourite idw issues if that wasn't blatantly obvious. i'm not a subtle individual *wheezes*#shoutout to Goosey for helping me come up with their coronation speeches! we're still fighting at the Dennys tho #tf shit #my fic

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neveralarch · 6 years

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#starjack #offscreen prowlrantulas #starscream #maccadam #transformers #fanfiction written by me #tf fencing au

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skyfallofcybertron-blog · 5 years

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Transformers Skyfall: Chapter 5. Special to Me.

I was built to serve. Literally. My line of cold constructed siblings and I were meant to service bots. Companions and nurses. Sparkling sitters and entertainment units. Toys. I was a toy. I was content on being that. I didn’t know any better.

Until Jetstream entered my life, as brief as it was. My first carrier. She changed everything. She gave me a choice on who I wanted to be; where originally I was only just a Minicon. Just this plaything to sit there and look pretty. To sing a little tune. To make sure she got up, went to bed, took her meds, to listen to her vent and talk about the day. To be more than just an MP4 player with a spark.

Jetstream made me feel larger than any titan. She made me feel like I was worth something more than just the sum of my parts.

I still don’t know what I did for her to agree to it. I had to have done something. I must have.

I just remember waking up in a carrying case. I was groggy and lightheaded. I assumed that someone had to have spiked my energon. The box was only barely big enough to have me on my knees once I came to enough to try and pick myself off the floor. My wings were twisted uncomfortably; cuffed and pinned tightly to my backplates. I whimpered as I held my helm as the little box’s walls spun.

“Alright, there we are, bucko. 10,000 credits.”

“I thought we agreed on 15,000.”

“Eh, that was before I even saw here. If she in mint; 15,000 for sure, but looks like you’ve had her operating for a while now. It’s going to be a time sink to scrub her-”

I slammed on one of the walls to get the two mechs to pay attention to me.

“Erion!! Erion!! I’m sorry!!” I screamed, “Don’t do this!! I’ll work harder!! I-I’ll get a job!! We can make that money-”

Swindle laughed. I felt the case move. I was lifted off the ground.

“A Minicon working?” Swindle mused, “What would you do, shortstack? Primus, that’s adorable.”

I could feel that slaghead start to walk off with me. I pounded and kicked against the walls.

“ERION! I’M SORRY!! TAKE ME BACK!! ERION!?!”

I’m sure that Jetstream’s trine leader could hear me. I don’t know what he was feeling well I was being taken away. If he felt relief for getting rid of me and having a nice stack of credits. Or maybe, he felt some kind of remorse. I can imagine the choices he would have to make as trine leader. I was useless to it. Just an energy sink. Another mouth to feed. I could see why if that was the thing that made him go over the edge.

Everything is so different now.

Despite millions of years of civil war. As terrible as it sounds, I do owe much of who I am to the War. I was given my college education during the last dying breaths of peace. I was praised for it (though I think that was mostly just Calloway’s influence). I did go to more than one rally. I actually marched in a Minicon Walk-Out. Even though the Decepticons captured me, they in the long run, supported me. The Decepticons gave me a job; kept me alive and protected because they saw my worth. The Decepticons gave me Night Glide and he loved me for who I was.

Just like Jetstream and Calloway before him.

I worked away at my desk that was much too big for me. I made it work. I just had to hook myself to the console to minimize everything onto personal built-in databoard.

Beside me was my music player from Earth. A record player was what Thundercracker called it. He said that it was a dead technology on Earth, but the sound quality was better on vinyl. It wasn’t. Nothing would be as crisp as Cybertronain audio files. Though he was right about one thing. The sound was richer on the plastic. More little imperfections that made it sound more alive the scrubbed clean stale nature our audio sounded like.

Fireworks couldn’t help himself, but carefully fan out the stacks of LPs that Thundercracker sent along with the machine.

“You are a strange one, Skyfall.” He said with an amused purr, “Never been to Earth and you insist on collecting their dead audio units. They're so flimsy.”

“Not to little servos like mine.” I wiggled my digits, “Anyways, shouldn’t you be in a meeting?”

“15 clicks ago. I’m hiding from Pitch.”

Pitch was Fireworks hopeless assistant. I felt bad for the little two-wheelier for trying to wrangle him in any capacity.

“Rrrrright...”

Fireworks dramatically flopped into my work table, “Skyfall, you have no idea how boring these Cybertronian minster meetings are! There’s no flare! No gusto! It’s all just talking and...talking! So. Much. Talking. Skyfall. All tell, no show! Was politics always like this on Cybertron?”

“It was until we started blowing each other up.”

“I would prefer that honestly.” He eyed me, “I’m sorry, sweetspark.”

Velocitron had some...interesting systems of government. They use the literal interpretation of ‘survival of the fastest’. More often than not, their politicians got their job through racing. Or some kind of racing equivalent. All said events where publicized. So, every one of their heads of government was some kind of celebrity. With all that go, go, go in their systems; meetings where not part of the Velocitron lexicon.

“This one.” Fireworks slid over a record to my side, “It’s about cars.”

I picked up the sleeve. It wasn’t. It was a movie soundtrack. It did have people singing about cars, but the car was not the main draw of the film. It was more of murder mystery in a nightclub. Fireworks only picked it cause bright neon on the cover. I smiled to myself knowing that was the fact.

I leaned over and turned off the turnstile; taking out my copy of The Eagles out and replacing it with the movie soundtrack. I flicked the machine back on. Then lowered the needle. The sound fizzled out of the tinny built-in speakers, before the human classic rock started up. Fireworks perked up almost instantly.

“Ooh-oo-oo!” Fireworks sang, “Oh, I picked the one!”

I was snagged off my desk. Yelling in surprise, Fireworks held me close to his chest with an arm stretched out as he twirled the two of us around the room.

“Fireworks! I'm trying to work!”

I tried to be mad at the racer, but my giggles gave me away. It's hard to be mad when you're being swung around to the beat of a good song.

“All you Cybertronians need to learn how to relax and enjoy yourselves. All you guys do is work, work, work!”

“Cause I am at work, work, work!”

“Fireworks, sir! There you are!” Another voice joined us from the doorway.

Fireworks froze. His shoulders sagged and he leaned in onto himself. His faceplate read utter disappointment and disgust. The two-wheeler at the door didn't even need to have his boss look at him to know that Fireworks was unhappy that he found him. The record kept spinning in it’s spindle.

“Pitch.” Fireworks hissed through his denta. Pitch jumped a little.

“Sorry, Fireworks, sir.” Pitch whimpered, “You, have- had a meeting with-”

“Yes, yes, yes. We had a meeting with Optimus.” He gently set me down back on my desk before turning to face his assistant, “And you didn’t come to find me? Pitch! How could you!? You know I’m terrible with time! You’re supposed to keep track of these kind of things!”

Pitch flustered, “I’m sorry, sir! I didn’t mean-”

“I know, Pitch.”

Fireworks sauntered over and patted the top of the smaller mech’s helm. Pitch blinked a few times in confusion. I sighed softly. Oh, here we go.

“It’s alright,” Fireworks continued, “I can fix this issue for us and will apologize to our host.”

“Thank you, sir!”

Fireworks continued out of my office; pushing Pitch along with him. I plopped back onto my aft with an awkward smile. Fireworks; master of slag. The ‘Cons would have scooped him up if he was around for the War. That silver glossa of his would have even had Starscream make a run for his credits.

Before I even plugged myself in to keep working, one of my coworkers popped his helm into my office.

“Sky, there’s somebot waiting for you in the lobby.”

“Glide?”

He shook his helm. I sighed. I could go and have some lunch. I guess. I cleaned up the records. Tidied up my desk and followed my coworker.

In the lobby, was a slick, steel blue Seeker. He was bulkier then Night Glide, but he was a different make of plane all together. While, Night Glide was a slim fighter. This Seeker was stealth bomber. Blue optics seemed to be heavy and tired as he seemed to looking at the floor.

My spark almost flickered out as I started at this mech. Every fiber of my being was telling me to turn around, disappear back into my office and never come back out again. Against everything, my legs stiffly marched towards him. My intakes picked up. I clenched my hand into a fist to keep it from shaking.

“Erion?” I forced myself to address my guest.

The tall Seeker jolted from his daydream and turned his attention toward me.

#transformers #transformers oc #transformers skyfall #writing #long post #decepticons #seeker #minicon #skyfall #fireworks #erion #the soundtrack was of The Phantom of the Paradise #it's a great movie

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afterspark-podcast · 5 years

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G1 Episode 20: Transcript

Episode Show Notes

[This can also be found on AO3!]

[Stinger]

O: Fist bump! Oh man, it was great!

[Intro Music]

O: Hello, and welcome to the Afterspark Podcast. An episode by episode recap of the generation 1 Transformers cartoon. I'm Owls!

S: And I'm Specs.

O: And today we're gonna be talking about episode number 20: Dinobot Island, part 2. Let's talk about giant robots today, shall we?

S: Sure.

O: Last time on the Transformers, according to the narrator, the Dinobots were exiled to Dinobot Island.

S: According to, to Specs, to me, um, it was summer camp. Is this supposed to tell us something about the Autobot thought process, maybe?

O: Maybe just Optimus’s thought process?

S: Are they supposed to be in timeout until they learn to get- have more finesse?

O: [Laughter] Maybe? I don’t know, but Wheeljack and Ratchet seemed too supportive for me to think they were exiled, okay?

S: Yeah. [drawn out]

O: Anyway, the Decepticons showed up, gathered a whole fuck-ton of energy on the- well-

S: Island.

O: The- Dinobot Island, and dumped the Dinobots into a tar pit.

S: And now, on today's episode, Megatron is glad to be rid of those, “Dull-witted Dinobots.”

O: At least he's honest about his loathing for them.

S: I guess that is the thing, yeah.

O: Just saying, it may not be nicer than the Autobots per se but at least he's honest about it.

S: Yeah. Megatron turns back to the rest of the Decepticons ordering them to “drain the island of its energy,” like, drain it dry for something.

O: Yeah, yeah, like, gather all the energy and Starscream says they, “Might upset the chronological balance of this island!”

S: Yeah, you know, due to its precarious placement in the timestream. What with, you know, the dinosaurs and all that shit.

O: I got to hear Megatron say the phrase “scientific gobbledy-gook” and it was wonderful.

S: Little did we know that Starscream and Soundwave can summon the Energon from lava just by holding a cube over it and, I mean, apparently, all the other Decepticons can do that too.

O: Which we'll see two seconds later because Ramjet and Thrust do the exact same thing by holding the Energon cubes over a crevasse where some steam us coming up.

S: It's weird, man.

O: It is weird.

S: After the Energon is collected, the island begins to quake and the volcano threatens an impending eruption. Starscream responds to this rather cheerfully, wondering if this is the mistake that will make him the Decepticon leader.

O: While still standing on the rim of that active volcano and the impending eruption. Uh maybe move out of the volcano splash zone before you start, you know, planning your future there, buddy.

S: I guess he doesn't have much experience with volcanoes erupting.

O: I guess, yeah.

S: He'd find himself probably inconvenienced by the ash cloud.

O: [Laughter] Indeed.

S: And at the Ark, Ratchet has finished repairing Teletraan I because you- if you remember from last episode, the Dinobots did a bit of a number on it.

O: The Dinobots trashed everything. Of course, that was on accident because they're sweet dumb babies.

S: Mm-hmm.

O: Ratchet thanks Sparkplug for his help and Sparkplug wonders where Spike has wandered off too and, if you'll remember- um, according to the end of last episode he's a dead, buried under building, we’ll mourn his loss.

S: Teletraan I proceeds to pick up a weird signal that Wheeljack interprets as a [singing] time warp.

O: It's just a jump to the left!

S: And a skip to the right!

O: [Laughter]

S: Apparently, Wheeljack is able to pinpoint at the time warp is near the library.

O: Yes, yes- the library, you know, where Spike and Bumblebee were last episode.

S: Mm-hmm. The Autobots leave to investigate.

O: Showing up in the city, the group digs up Spike and Bumblebee, Sideswipe doing the bulk of the work with his piledrivers.

S: He's a good heavy hitter.

O: He is.

S: Spike is fine, Bumblebee apparently protected him with his body.

O: [Coughs, and continues with a (bad) Southern accent] “Say, Mr. Bee, what exactly is your relationship to that boy?” [Laughter]

S: [Laughter-Groaning] The Autobots come face-to-face with the rampaging mammoths and their accompanying, weirdly stylish, barbarians.

O: I think the VA doing the barbarian gibberish might be Ratchet’s voice actor. I cannot substantiate this in the slightest but, I mean, come on we know the guy can do some first-class gibberish. Ironhide then moves to wrangle the mammoths but not before Optimus says what quite possibly, in my opinion, might be the dumbest line in the entire series, “Remember, those creatures are flesh and blood, not unfeeling machines like the Decepticons.”

S: Keep telling yourself that, Optimus. Buddy, pal.

O: Friend of mine. Okay but I just don't understand how anyone can look at any of the Decepticons, but especially fucking Starscream, and say that is an unfeeling machine. He has many feelings, most of them are varying degrees of screech but they're still feelings.

S: Self-entitlement.

O: Self-entitlement! Um, anger- all of the cons are quite good at anger, except maybe Soundwave. Soundwave is about the only one I'm gonna not call you out on even though I'm pretty sure he's got feelings.

S: And a lot of whine thrown in there.

O: Yeah, yeah, yeah- Sideswipe- or not Sideswipe- Starscream is excellent at whine.

S: Sideswipe is very excited to beat up some mammoths because he's not taking what Optimus said into account at all.

O: No no, he’s gonna beat shit up. We also see Huffer lift an entire mammoth over his head and for an Autobot Huffer’s pretty small, so this is pretty funny.

S: Apparently he's just a pint-sized powerhouse.

O: Apparently. Ironhide then confronts the barbarians- shooting glue at them to keep them all in one place.

S: What's this? Continuity? A character using the same ability in more than one episode?

O: No, never!

S: Sunstreaker also gets into the mammoth lifting shenanigans [sighs] but some of the barbarians proceed to court death and start beating on Sunstreaker.

O: He's very vain, if you don't know this already. You do not want to mess with his paint job, he will literally kill you.

S: Yeah, he then points and generates electricity, and the barbarians get shocked and run off.

O: In order to corral the still rampaging mammoths, Optimus calls his trailer into existence and the other Autobots shove a bunch of elephants into his trailer.

S: He's got a lot of junk in that trunk.

O: Oh Lord, not again.

S: I will use that line anytime I can.

O: [Laughter]

S: Ironhide walks on screen holding a mammoth in an incredibly awkward way.

O: Is his face like at it’s butt? [Laughter]

S: It is, unfortunately.

O: It does not look comfortable for anyone involved but, oh nos!! The time warp is closing.

S: I have some concerns about those barbarians that got glued in place but I don't think it's gonna be addressed, um. Sunstreaker and Hound keep the time warp from, you know, closing by shooting at it and keeping it open with these weird octagon things?

O: I don't think- I don’t know what's going on there and, like, at all.

S: Yeah.

O: But immediately because, remember, they have just shoved all those mammoths into Optimus Prime's trailer. They let them out and then herd them through the time warp. So this lasted all of like, what, five fucking seconds?

S: Apparently they needed something to do, but honestly they could have just had not Autobot circus. I don’t know. Ironhide proceeds to direct the mammoths like he's a traffic cop directing traffic.

O: It is amazing.

S: Yeah.

O: Sideswipe herds the barbarians far less gently. With fire.

S: I mean, yeah, how did they get the ones Ironhide glued down? I mean, did they?

O: I think it's obvious they probably didn’t. [Laughter]

S: I have many concerns.

O: Don't worry, back at the Ark, it's the return of Chip!

S: Our boy!

O: Our boy!

S: And some of the new guys introduce themselves because toy lineup.

O: New season.

S: Gotta get those toys, parents.

O: Yep.

S: Beachcomber and Perceptor are, like, the main ones here.

O: That actually say their names, of which I can only say, Percy? Oh thank fucking God, a sane Autobot! There's just so few of those!

S: Yep. And then Teletraan I and Chip proceed to track down two new time warps. The first one is out on the ocean with a pirate ship sailing through to harass a yacht.

O: They want their wenches. Literally.

S: Yeah. “We want your money and your wenches!”

O: Pretty much.

S: And on the second, dumps a group of Old West outlaws near a group of bikers- presumably somewhere in the American Southwest.

O:The outlaws decide to steal the motorcycles because they will be able to escape faster.

S: Well, they call them, “Newfangled mechanical horses.”

O: Yes.

S: And I feel like this is not how people from the Old West should react to seeing motorcycles.

O: We-we both know that the show has many, many historical accuracies, um, and doesn’t know what science is.

S: [Laughter] Inaccuracies.

O: Oh, what did I say?

S: You said accuracies. [Laughter]

O: Oh, I meant inaccuracies.

S: [Laughter] You said, “Many historical accuracies.”

O: NO! No!

S: It makes you sound sarcastic!

O: [Laughter] OK, I guess as long as I sound sarcastic it works well. Um, we then cut to Cliffjumper who's waterskiing in car mode. Again. While being accompanied by two new characters, Seaspray and Tracks.

S: Seaspray can turn into a hovercraft.

O: He's voiced by the guy who does Skeletor and, like, you go on the wiki and it'll say how he did the voice and it, honestly, was hilarious and I was doing it while we were watching the episode because I'm horrible. [Laughter]

S: It was great. And then Tracks, who turns into the hottest Corvette Stingray. Specifically, a flying Corvette Stingray. You know that's one of the features that you were never able to get in a Corvette Stingray. He's one of our favorite characters in the series.

O: And he only shows up in a couple of episodes. Boo!

S: Tracks is also the sexiest Autobot, or at least he thinks he is. He's thinks he’s the sexiest Autobot.

O: You think Sunstreaker is vain? He's got nothing on this guy.

S: Tracks blinds the pirates and frees the yacht from their grappling hooks before helping Seaspray and Cliffjumper push the pirates back towards the time warp.

O: And now that the showdown between the bikers and cowboys.

S: The bikers all get their butts kicked, surprisingly, considering motorcycles are fucking faster than horses.

O: Yes. Some highlights from this fight include: A biker pulling out a chain all threateningly, but then one of the outlaws just jumps off his horse and tackles him. And then an outlaw tries to drive a motorcycle but runs into the one tree in a ten-mile radius and wipes out. [Laughter]

S: I got some really funny photos of this.

O: They're so dumb and wonderful.

S: Yeah, I don't think the cowboy would actually be able to successfully do this because I don't think he'd be able to balance on the fucking motorcycle.

O: I don't think he would either and I think that's supposed to be why he wiped out, but still it was pretty damn funny to watch.

S: Yes, but it would make more sense for the thing to just fall over when he tries to-

O: They wanted him to run into a tree!

S: The Autobots show up or, as an outlaw calls, “And talking horseless carriages! What’s next?”

O: Then our charming, intelligent outlaws get the brilliant idea shooting at the giant, metal men.

S: Prowl disarms them by melting all their guns with his acid pellets and Jazz proceeds to scare them away with loud, modern music.

O: As-as all is right with the world. Red Alert seems to take a leaf from Sideswipe’s book and herds them into the time portal with fire.

S: Yeah, like, he's sort of chastises Inferno who then joins in, shooting at the outlaws with water.

O: I'm rapidly becoming convinced that Red Alert and inferno are dating because Red Alert always seems like he's really clingy with inferno but I kind of like it.

S: I think that's been the common interpretation for a very long time.

O: Probably, I just haven't read any fic on this one.

S: Those two time warps taken care of, we go back to Chip who's been able to figure out that the energy disruptions coming from Dinobot Island are causing all the time disturbances, which kind of makes me wonder if they were reading all of these energy disruptions and just not giving a shit.

O: Possibly. I mean, do-do the Cons just do shit like this on a daily basis? But no, no the dumbest thing here is that the time disturbances are also causing Mount Saint Hillary to become active. AGAIN.

S: I mean- wasn't it, like, active three months ago?

O: Yes. Yes, when, uh, Megatron was trying to pull Cybertron close to Earth, yeah.

S: Yeah, and I mean when the volcano erupted, too, waking everyone up.

O: Yeah, I don’t think this is a dormant volcano. That's my personal opinion at this point.

S: I don’t know, it’s weird. They can't- they can't get their, you know, volcanism or geology, you know, solid. Optimus Prime orders Warpath, Beachcomber, Perceptor, Ironhide, smokescreen, and Trailbreaker to put on jetpacks and go to Dinobot Island in order to restore the timestream.

O: Meanwhile, back on Dinobot Island, Megatron wants more energon.

S: When doesn't he want more? But touche. Starscream tells him they’re fucking shit up and that they need to leave before the island explodes. Megatron, however, does not give a shit about exploding Islands.

O: Uh, Megs, honey, baby, how are you gonna carry all that energon off the island if it's destroyed. It's not like you came here with the ship and I am pretty damn sure you cannot shove all of that giant pyramid of Energon into subspace.

S: Well, between all the Decepticons that they do have, they might be able to at least get a chunk of it.

O: They could get a chunk but if it just explodes, they don't have time and he's not taking this seriously. He's just gonna get none of it!

S: Yeah.

O: Which honestly sounds like a gamble the idiot would do, yes.

S: Yeah.

O: The Dinobots are able to escape their tarry prison rather suddenly when all the tar evaporates, presumably due to all the crazy shit that's happening on Dinobot Island?

S: Can tar even do that? I don’t know.

O: [Laughter]

S: The Dinobots shoot the remnants of the tar off each other with, like, their fire laser breath or whatever and, uh, before turning, you know, returning to their robot modes. They're all super fucking pissed at the Decepticons and proceeded to fly off.

O: Why didn’t you do that the last episode you nimrods?

S: The Autobots arrive, landing near Megatron and his energon pile.

O: Optimus has somehow reached the conclusion that if they remove the energy from this area then the entire galaxy may crumble and unless Percy came up with that theory on the jaunt over here, you're full of shit, sir.

S: [Indistinct] Megatron knocks Optimus on his ass with a well-placed shot from his fusion cannon.

O: Megatron then orders an attack, with Starscream shouting in order to attack from the air causing, you know, the Seekers and the Coneheads to all attack.

S: Yeah. Warpath hits several of the attacking seekers before he and Percy are knocked down.

O: Megatron and Optimus continue to fight, as you do.

S: Megs proceeds to tell Soundwave to, “Prepare to receive,” before turning, you know, transforming into gun mode.

O: Well, is that what we're calling it nowadays?

S: Apparently.

O: [Laughter]

S: Soundwave fires on Optimus with Megs, causing a huge fissure to open up in the ground.

O: Soundwave then drops Megs, who sort of bounces on the ground returning to robot mode. I don't know why I was amused by this, but I was.

S: Eh, it’s just a cute little bounce. Got to make your warlord who's a gun bounce.

O: It's not as cute as the Ravage bounce.

B: [Laughter]

O: Ravage bouncing was adorable!

S: Yeah. Meanwhile, we see the dorkiest transformation we've ever seen. Blitzwing transforms into a tank- he's a triple changer, for the record- however, his head is still visible in the tank mode and it looks super goofy because he's, like, his face-face down.

O: Yeah, like, it's still obviously his face and then he just drives off.

S: Yeah, I think the next time we see him that doesn't look like it's his face.

O: Yeah, like, it looks like it's probably back to more what it looks like on the toy or what he normally looks like in tank mode.

S: Yeah.

O: And then we have Beachcomber, a known pacifist, who is firing at someone off screen with his hand lasers until Blitzwing catches up with him.

S: Now it's time for the showdown between the tank and dune buggy we've all been waiting for, who will win?

O: I don't know! [Laughter] Beachcomber’s able to escape as Warpath and Blitzwing have a throwdown.

S: The Dinobots arrive on scene with Grimlock rallying the actual dinosaurs to fight for them.

O: His name is Grimlock and he speaks for the dinos.

S: The Autobots appear to be losing badly as everyone is pinned to the ground, getting shot at.

O: Megatron, we all know that you're the one shooting Optimus repeatedly in the crotch during this shot.

B: [Laughter]

S: The dinosaurs arrive and they absolutely wrecked the Decepticon’s shit.

O: It's amazing.

S: The triceratops mows Megatron down as the stegosaurus simultaneously takes out Soundwave, Blitzwing, and Starscream.

O: Dirge is then picked up in a t-rex’s mouth and tossed, as the other two Coneheads are trampled on by multiple dinosaurs.

S: Skywarp and Thundercracker are jumped on by another t-rex-looking dino before also being trampled on by multiple dinosaurs.

O: Megatron decides to get the hell out of dodge, because he's gonna survive this even if his army doesn't.

S: I think all the Decepticons are going to have phobias about reptiles.

O: I don't think I blame them.

S: Yeah. The Autobots decide to release the energy back to the island in an effort to restore the time stream. By shooting at the pile of Energon.

O: Didn't we establish this shit's explosive?

S: We did, because it explodes and everything's fine, somehow.

O: Of course!

S: The Dinobots are then allowed to come back home.

O: Gee, thanks, Optimus.

S: And then, for some inexplicable reason, the Dinobots are all wearing jetpacks when they fly off??

O: Keeping shit straight, we don't do that here. And join us next time for episode 21: Traitor. Watch as Cliffjumper repeatedly makes the wrong assumptions about poor Mirage.

S: Poor Mirage.

O: Poor Mirage. And I believe we have some fanfic for today.

S: Yes, we do. We have two fanfiction recommendations for you. The first is, “Really Bad Eggs,” by JazzBot. It's, uh, continuity wise it's set in the G1 cartoon, but it's a crossover with Pirates of the Caribbean or the Caribbean cuz I don't think I pronounce.

O: Pirates of the Caribbean.

S: It's a crossover with Pirates of the Caribbean, specifically the first one, I think.

O: Yeah, I think it- I think it is pretty specifically, it seems like it's the first one.

S: Yeah, because I think it was written before any of the sequels came out.

O: Probably.

S: Uh, so it's rated K. It's Gen, there's no pairings, and our characters here are Bluestreak, Prowl, and Skywarp. And in summary: “Bluestreak, Prowl, and Skywarp are involved in a little teleportation accident. Hmm. Wonder where they ended up?”

O: Where indeed.

S: And our theme here is a deserted island, and also pirates. And it's a one-shot. And our second recommendation is, “Jailbreak,” by eerian_sadow. Its G1 cartoon with influence from Transformers Legends, which we might have mentioned before but it is a short story collection that's officially licensed by Hasbro but none of the stuff in it is canon so it's basically officially licensed fan fiction.

O: Yes.

S: More or less. It's- it's fun and it's cute and I'd recommend it, but you might have some issues getting it because it was only available on the print run.

O: I want to say it's actually easier to find now but I might be wrong.

S: Maybe. I don't know if it was reissued.

O: I'll post a link if I think- if I remember, when we post this.

S: Yeah, thank you. So, it's rated K, its Gen, there's no pairings, and characters here are Paddles, Seaspray, and Swoop. And, for the record, Paddles is a character from Transformers Legends.

O: He is another Dinobot.

S: Yes.

O: But he is, he- he is an aquatic one. That's the word I’m looking for.

S: I could remember what the heck he was but now I don't. [groans]

O: Just know he's an aquatic dinosaur. That's probably the only thing that's truly relevant here.

S: Yeah, and this one didn't actually have a set summary, so the only thing I can really like I came up with for it was, “It's a short cute thing about a rescue.” Because that's what it is. It's less than a thousand words long and I'd recommend it and this- it's nice to see Paddles featured in something.

O: Mm-hmm.

S: And this one is the theme for it was Dinobots, featuring Paddles and Swoop.

O: Good Swoop.

S: Yep and it's a one shot. Thank you, and that just about wraps it up for us today. Remember to check us out on Tumblr or Pillowfort as Afterspark-Podcast for any additional information, show notes, or links we may have mentioned. You can also find us on Facebook and Twitter @Aftersparkpod (all one word) and various other locations by searching for Afterspark Podcast, such as AO3, iTunes, Google Podcasts, Stitcher, and Youtube, just to name a few.

S: Till next time! I'm Specs!

O: And I'm Owls!

S: Toodles!

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part 8

me, trying desperately to shove Blackout and Novastrike together

“Just kiss already jfc the wait is killing me”

I love the troll bug. ‘Cade is such a poor bby be kind! All he wants to do is gush over Venus :U Also Nighthawk apparently getting along with most everyone but Blackout is literally my fav. Play nice you two.

At the very least, Scorponok had an eventful evening. Popping out from the ground and firing from the shadows to take down as many of the runaway Autobots as quickly as he could. The return home was a bit time consuming however, considering he couldn’t dock into Blackout’s broad backside with the various wounds and shrapnel broken up and jammed in his back.

But hey, at least someone was happy.

Blackout winced, a growl moving out of him with enough malice to almost have a physical entity about it.

“Ouch,” he snarled softly. “Could you be anymore rough, doctor?”

“I could,” Nighthawk replied softly. “I just choose not to be.”

Blackout rolled his optics. “Going for gentle on my account. Didn’t know you were so soft-” he instantly winced, feeling a sharp pain in the location where he rotor mount connected between his shoulders.

“My pleasure,” the crimson medic breezily replied, not missing a beat. “Anything for my favorite clients.”

The tension in the room was just about tangible enough to slice with a knife.

An audible metallic clicking came from Scorponok as he walked into the room. His helm tilted slightly, optics blinking out of sync.

Ignoring the grumbling extra large shadow sitting in front of him, Nighthawk sat his tools down and walked over to the bug. Scorponok gave a brief chatter as the medic bent down slowly, inspecting his backside.

“Doing alright there, Scorponok? No injuries?”

An almost cheerful chirp escaped the scorpion. He accepted the affectionate pat from the medic, his tail swaying in almost a cat-like fashion.

“Traitor,” Blackout barely mumbled beneath his breath like a dejected child.

Ignoring his partner’s spite, the bug scurried off to the side as Nighthawk moved to stand. There were nothing more than scuffs on the bugs and a lot of filth that would require cleaning. Things the minicon’s partner could easily take care of, Nighthawk knew that much.

Off to the side,a dragonic Infiltrator lifted his helm up from the datapad he was looking at as he spotted Scorponok. His throat produced a raspy click in greeting to the bug. A surprisingly relaxed Scorponok raised one of his drills up, gingerly patting at Infiltrator’s snout in response.

Satan placed his attention on Scorponok’s vague attempts of ‘play’ to amuse himself with Infiltrator. It was better than focusing on the sadist behind him getting a kick out of his slight shudders as he pulled junk out of his hide and patched him up.

The auto-powered doors opened as the medic continued on, and a blur of black, grey, and violet shot through the door.

“Blackout!” the merry mech all but shouted as he darted in. “Hey, I heard you were back with some nasty wounds. How you doin’ buddy?”

“We aren’t buddies,” Blackout stated flatly.

Nighthawk glanced around Blackout’s large frame. His optics were narrowed behind his soft purple HUD glasses. However, upon noticing who it was, he slowly leaned back in to work. Although he was irritated, anything that may irritate Blackout could, by all means, stay.

“Sure we are,” the mech insisted. “Anyway, looks like you’re in good hands. Nighthawk’s never done me wrong anyway. Hey, thanks for you know- keeping that thing on the down-low.”

“Doctor-patient confidentiality, Barricade,” Nighthawk muttered faintly. “Besides, with all the scrap I seen, your case doesn’t surprise me.”

“Riiggghhhtt,” Barricade replied, rolling his shoulders. “So Blackout, it sounds like we’re both assigned to a mission in Vos in two cycle. You think that fragger Starscream will be there too?”

Everyone in the room shuddered simultaneously at the Decepticon’s Second-in-Command’s name.

“I hope not,” rumbled the Hound shortly.

“Primus, please take him,” Nighthawk hissed faintly.

“Yeah well, the debriefing is in a few jours, so I guess we’ll find out then.” Barricade stated, flicking his wrist.

“Then I guess I’ll see you in a few jours,” snapped Blackout.

“Jeez, you’re grouchy. Are you always this pouty when you’re hurt?”

“Worse.” Scorponok stated in a clipped tone.

Blackout shot his bug a furious glare. Scorponok all but chattered with laughter.

Barricade grinned, his purple optics shining brighter than before. Placing a servo against a hip, he leaned in closer to Blackout. “So, remember that femme I was telling you about last time? Venus? The one I met in training? She was sparring today, so I joined in of course. Frag, she hurt me so hard... It was amazing. She’s so beautiful,” he sighed.

Nighthawk made a half-strangled cough, trying to hide his laughter.

Seeing as the annoyance wasn’t going to leave anytime soon, Blackout raised an optic ridge and vented a sigh. “And getting hit is... good?”

“I mean, yeah. She was so close-”

“Well, that’s enough of that,” Blackout interrupted swiftly.

A stifled wheeze escaped Nighthawk, and he stated in a wavering tone, “Oh no- Barricade, we’re dying to hear all about this encounter, please go on.”

Blackout’s optics widened. “No we’re-”

“So, there I was, flat on my back-”

Blackout’s faceplate was mortified. He tried shifting as if to stand, not wanting a lengthy story filled with nonsense and hopeful wisps of love and attraction, but he felt Nighthawk’s servo gripping his shoulder and remained seated.

That damn medic was snickering under his breath the whole time.

Starscream didn’t join them on the trip to Vos that day. Blackout settled in well enough with Scorponok, Barricade, and his partner Frenzy on the mission. ‘Cade slipped in to do a little surveillance with Frenzy before Blackout came in with his bug, weapons ablazing on the Autobot seekers who had taken it upon themselves to go to the city of Seekers in hopes of finding any remaining factionless to join the Autobots.

Few made it out alive that day. Blackout couldn’t listen to another sappy story from Barricade though. The end of the day couldn’t come soon enough. Who could possibly be that infatuated with a femme?

Weeks later, Blackout could swear he’d seen a familiar flash of white in the corner of his optics while out stalking down a hit for Megatron. He couldn’t be sure though... He almost wished it hadn’t been though. He nearly felt sick with the idea of seeing her again.

Scorponok had nothing to say about how distracted and messy he was with taking out the Autobot in question. Of that, he was grateful.

Months later, Blackout’s large shadow was falling over Cybertron as he was doing a fly-over location where sonar had picked up odd disturbances and a few Autobot signals.

Although he never spotted the Autobots said to be in the area; a different Decepticon found them first, he had spotted a small group of four Cybertronians making for cover as he passed.

He thought briefly of engaging, but noticed an uncharacteristically small white figure for a split second before she was hidden among the rubble.

A small, nagging voice in the back of his helm told him to rid of the problem but he ignored it. For now.

He saw her for sure, days later. In the middle of his own fight against Autobot’s, she and a team of her own came in to steal supplies from the Autobot’s too occupied in the fight.

One tried to take her out. Novastrike took him down; using his own distractions to her size and underestimating her poweress to get in close enough to strike him hard and fast; tripping him up and stunning his legs so someone else could come in and give him a firm blow to the helm.

They made it out with supplies without incident. It felt disturbingly wrong to feel proud of her, and even more disturbing to feel an unnerving sense of irrational resentment to a mech on her team that had specifically went out of his way to aid Novastrike carrying some of the supplies she’d went to carry and flashing her a stupid, gullible grin.

Blackout could carry at least six times that mech’s load. What did he have to be so damn proud about?

Scorponok spotted her and some factionless days later. He pinged Blackout, asking if he should pursue or attack.

Blackout shied his bug away from the idea. They were harmless; factionless rarely caused Decepticons any trouble. They were the more violent of the two factions, so factionless rarely tried thieving from them.

Scorponok let them be, but Blackout could swear he almost felt a sense of comprehension from the bug before the bond faded between them.

He never dreamed. He woke up with the vaguest idea that he’d dreamed of something- someone- small and white...

Unsettling. Perhaps he needed a psychiatrist. Didn’t Nighthawk have a degree in something like that?

Nevermind- he’d just deal with it. It was nothing. Probably memory recall. That had to be it.

For a split second, he thought that the individual Barricade was describing that they’d captured, he could have sworn-

But then he went into more detail, and Blackout’s spark settled.

It was nothing. He was tired. There was nothing to be concerned about. Maybe he needed more recharge.

Barricade went on another of his overenthusiastic spouts about Venus. Blackout found himself listening more intently than listening, offering a few words encouragement. Barricade seemed all but too glad at the responses- almost like a kinship between them was forming.

“Did you just smile?”

“No. I don’t smile.”

“Yeah you did you just smiled! I SAW YOU!”

Maybe Barricade wasn’t so bad, even if annoying at times.

Still, he felt somehow more vexed than necessary on his passionate speeches of Venus’ beauty, her wit, her intelligence, what they’ve been doing and what they were up to later.

Jealousy wasn’t part of his vocabulary. The thought of it didn’t even phase his processor.

< Do you ever wonder how that femme’s doing? > Scorponok asked.

< What femme? > Blackout inquired.

< Novastrike. > Scorponok responded, as if the answer was obvious.

< Hardly. > Blackout replied coolly.

A faint thought, close to the sigh of an ‘ahh’, came from the bug before he pulled away from Blackout’s thoughts. Blackout wondered why he’d ask.

#quid pro quo au #OTP AU #OTP Lit #Badass OTP #Story's gonna be uneventful for a while but eh that's how shit goes :u

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Okay so, that episode Starscream tries to join the Autobots? What if he wasn’t such a clod and didn’t reveal that he killed Cliffjumper? What if he actually got in and started working for the Autobots?

Of course, at first, Starscream would only join Bots because he wanted to use them to get rid of Megatron and become the leader of the Cons, because of course he would. But then he would start to realize something, little by little.

He notices that even though the base in dirty and food is scarce, he feels much more relaxed here than he ever was on Nemesis. There is none of that looming feeling of Megatron beating you senseless, drones disrespecting you, Knock Out and Breakdown laughing at you or Arachnid humiliating you. He is free to do and be whatever he wants to be, as long as he doesn’t piss off the Bots, and that actually seems harder than he first thought. Sure, at first they are all on their toes about Stars, but after few weeks, they treat him like he was part of their team.

Stars goes to missions with Bumblebee, and learns that it was Megatron who stole his voice, and feels sympathy over him, for he too has been hurt by Megatron in the past. He hangs out with Bulkhead and learns that he isn’t just a “dumb big guy” he always though he was, and that Bulk is actually one of the first to accept him and support him. He helps Ratchet out and goes back to his scientific roots before the was and when Ratchet learns that Star used to be a scientist, they start having long debates and conversations about different formulas and eventually Stars helps Ratch make the perfect formula for synthetic energon. Arcee is not as easy, but once Star cracks few jokes about Arachnid, she warms up to her. The two joke around and grow quite close. Eventually he is even let to meet the kids and grows to find them, annoying at first, but later quite entertaining. Miko gets him into music, Raf wants to learn about Cybetronian science, and Ratchet isn’t a very talkative person so Stars makes a great teacher, and Jack is a great listener and supporter, even when Stars in denying his sorrow and inner pain.

But it’s Optimus that finally seals the deal. The two are on a mission together, and Starscream screws up, majorly. It’s nothing deadly or too dangerous, but it still causes him to panic because Megatron has beaten him for less. He gets on his knees and begs for Optimus’ forgiveness, sure that the Prime will beat him otherwise. But instead, Optimus stares at him, confused and even shocked, when he realizes why Stars is acting like this. Instead of hurting Stars, he embraces him and tells him that he is not angry and that it wasn’t Starscream’s fault. Stars doesn’t believe what just happened. Optimus, a PRIME just forgave him for his mistakes, and... comforted him. Starscream starts to re-think his choices and plans for using the Bots. For the first time in centuries, he has found someone he can truly respect and want to call his leader. He has found people who care of him and love him despite their bad past together. He has found something he thought long lost... a family.

So now, he accepts the fact that he indeed is an Autobot now. He keeps his aerial-form, he loves flying too much to give it up, but gets another, third form for himself. A motorbike. A TWO-WHEELER. Everyone know’s his hate of land-vehicles and two-wheeler’s especially so this is a special moment for everyone. Starscream asks for Ratchet to replace his Decepticon-symbol with an Autobot-one. He starts to work full time on taking down Cons. He gets better weapons and learns new fighting techniques. Just so that he can be useful for the bots, just so that he can make Optimus proud.

Under the sharp and cold Con the Bots find a fun-loving, strong, smart and even caring Cybetronian, who just wants his home back. He no longer cares about leadership, now that he has a leader he truly supports and cares about. And who also cares of him.

One time on the battlefield, one drone refuses to attack Starscream. It’s Steve. He begs to join “Lord” Starscream and serve him again like he did before. Stars takes a look at Optimus (who smiles and nods) and then helps the drone to his feet. “Please, call me Screamy. All my friends do.” And Steve joins the Bots.

Wheeljack and Fowler are bit harder, seeing how Starscream did keep them prisoner and tortured them. But both see how he has changed and understand that war is a serious thing and people on different sides sometimes need to do horrible things for their own side’s benefits, and eventually forgive him.

And the Smokescreen happens. Oh dear, does Smokescreen happen. Starscream is so exited to have someone new to join he hasn’t met before. He is no longer the youngest bot! Smokescreen is all confused like “YOU’RE Starscream!? No! That can’t be! You’re supposed to be evil and shit????” but soon they before great friends. Starscream finds amusing how formal Smokes is especially around Optimus, for he knows that the Prime is a kind and caring soul and not a military officer. Ultra Magnus and Stars never truly get along, but they too learn to tolerate each other.

But then, something happens that changes his happiness back to pain. Because of course.

Arcee happens to make a joke about their and Cliffjumper’s past, and Stars remembered. He really did kill part of Team Prime. He had been PROUD of that fact before, but now... Arcee tells him how she felt about him and how she misses him every day, only making Stars feel more bad than before. Stars starts to isolate himself from the others. He can’t bear to look at them or be with them. He killed their friend after all. It was long time ago, but that didn’t make it any better. Stars is in pain and cries every night.

Eventually he comes out of his room, asks for everyone’s attention. He has to do this. He can’t keep it in. Everyone gathers around, worried of their friend. Stars looks at them. “I don’t deserve this” he thinks. The Bots are asking him what is wrong. Stars tells that he has to come clean, for he can no longer live with the guilt. With tears in his eyes and crack in his voice (more than usual) he says it...

“I killed Cliffjumper.”

There is a silence. No-one says anything. Starscream closes her optics and waits. He knows, he just KNOWS he will be killed for that. But he doesn’t care. He is ready. More ready than ever. He is willing to take the punishment.

But it never comes. Arcee walks to him, the boys telling her, panicking, to “not do it”, thinking that she will hurt him. But she doesn’t. She takes Stars’ servos in her own and looks at him in the optics and asks...

“Did you kill him quickly?”

Stars tells exactly what happened, what Cliff said to trigger him and cause him to do it. He tells that Cliff died rather quickly even if not painless. Arcee, instead of being angry, hugs Starscream, for everyone’s surprise. She thanks Stars for telling the truth and being honest with her. Now she can finally put Cliff to rest in her mind. Sure, she will always miss Cliff and wish he wasn’t dead, but she can’t hate the “new Starscream” for the “old” ones mistakes.

Everyone joins in the hug and tell Stars that they forgive him. He was a con back then, his job was to kill bots! He wasn’t himself back then! He was pressured by Megatron! He was not a monster for killing in a war!

Starscream can only cry. Whether it’s tears of pain or happiness, only he knows.

The war is over. Megatron and Unicron are defeated. The well of Allsparks is working again. Kock Out has joined the Bots.

Starscream helps with the rebuilding of Cybetron. He is more quiet than before. He hasn’t forgiven himself for his actions, and he just lost Optimus, the leader he was ready to die for. But he is still happy to be alive to see the war end and promises to protect his new home with all he has.

Then Bumblebee comes to him and asks if Stars would like to become the new leader of Voss.

Whether he says yes or no... well. I let everyone make their own conclusions.

#tfp #transformers #transformers prime #starscream #headcanon #au #autobot starscream #what if #fanfic ideas #feel free to use #happy endings

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Robots in Disguise (2012), #1-22- A Recap, For Reference Purposes

Before we begin with “Dark Cybertron”, a lightning round style recap on the 22 issues that took place in the sister series to MTMTE, Robots in Disguise; just so we know what’s up with all the folks who didn’t hitch a ride on the Lost Light.

Here’s the Story So Far, since it’s been a minute.

Now for the nitty gritty.

Cybertron is a literal hellscape, as established in The Death of Optimus Prime, the very flora of the planet trying to murder anything that comes within a few miles of the surface. This has caused a massive economic slump in the tourist trap towns, who surely will not survive without the summertime revenue. Truly, life is cruel and not worth living.

Bumblebee narrates, as we show off all the weirdoes who live on Cybertron now. Bumblebee tries to greet a new batch of arrivals, as Metalhawk actively attempts to make him look like Satan incarnate, because all the NAILs have gone full ACAB at this point.

A robot who looks like he’s wearing a beanie commits vandalism and is then subjected to violence via Decepti-cop.

This is more or less the flavor for RID as a whole. You have been warned.

Prowl breaks someone’s hand just because he can. Blurr is made to arrest someone for disturbing the peace, even though he’s, like, basically the only guy on the Autobots who isn’t a cop. Bumblebee doesn’t believe in democracy.

Ratbat is the leader of the Decepticons, even though Soundwave is right friggin’ there. We establish that the military state is in full swing. Prowl commits a microaggression against a Senator. Ratbat gets pissy about his guys going out to beat people up, not because it violates his moral sensibilities, but because it benefits the Autobots.

Probably that you’re killing people by remote control, in as horrified a tone as he could manage, because that’s FUCKING EVIL. Seems pretty straightforward to me.

Prowl says to cancel the memorial for the Lost Light, because he thinks the Decepticons are up to something. Which they are.

Everyone hates the Autobots. Like, everyone.

Ironhide runs away from a murderous hedge and smashes into a wall. Prowl has a talk with a mysterious individual about his feelings during a romantic sunset.

Metalhawk releases hat guy from prison. He and Bumblebee have a little chat, during which he tries to gaslight the little guy. Bumblebee explodes Horri-Bull’s head in front of at least 30 people.

Except he actually didn’t, because the chips don’t actually work. T’was a ruse! Starscream enters the narrative. Ratbat used to be an actual person and not just a bat. Sideswipe wants to shoot someone. Bumblebee tasers a man unprovoked; guess he’s picked up a little paranoia from that time he got shot.

Starscream calls Prowl ugly, then spills the beans on Ratbat’s plan to kill Bumblebee at the memorial, solely because he thinks Ratbat is an idiot. Needlenose and Skywarp beat up a NAIL to work through their emotions.

Bumblebee shows a snuff film to hundreds of people at the memorial. Skywarp tries to frame a NAIL for murder, but Prowl says nuts to that idea, through the power of dramatic irony.

Long Haul tells a fib. Bumblebee and Metalhawk agree to work together. Ratbat gets turned into chunky salsa by Arcee, who will use the excuse of self-defense if questioned. Starscream pulls some fucking bullshit and third-wheels the agreement between Bumblebee and Metalhawk.

Ratbat’s death is played off as a suicide. Blurr is still a cop. Starscream is helpful. There’s a guy who looks like a frog, and I don’t care for what his eyes are doing.

Frog guy explodes, because nature is a cruel mistress.

Wheeljack has a hell of a time trying to answer the phone in the middle of an economic debate. Prowl is paranoid. Starscream handles the housing crisis. Wheeljack visits the hospital and causes a scene. Another explosion happens, killing dozens, including this guy:

You will be missed, Tiddytron.

Wheeljack realizes that the moon is trying to kill everyone, so he shoots missiles at the problem. The Aerialbots fuck off into the wilderness.

The Decepticons get some perks now that Starscream’s a government employee. Starscream destroys the military state through the power of talking over people. Prowl and his cronies investigate a murder at the trash factory.

Bombshell is arrested for thought crime, and spills the beans on the I/D chips not working. Prowl has Dirge on a chain for some reason, and it ends up causing nothing but trouble. Blurr runs every red light in the city to make a citizen’s arrest, and gets his ass kicked by a bunch of construction workers. Prowl has a complex about Spike Witwicky.

Prowl fixes the I/D chip issue and things go poorly for the construction workers. Blurr gets upset about having his ass kicked by construction workers. Prowl is very paranoid, even as he has a borderline pinup panel devoted to his weird robot bellybutton and positively ridiculous cinched waist. I begin to worry about how much I’m learning about Andrew Griffith’s tastes.

The poetry shark shows up.

Arcee reveals a little bit about herself, and I shed a tear as I shake my fist in the general direction of England, cursing Simon Furman’s name.

Metalhawk brings Sky-Byte to a literal trashcan fire to meet his buddies, and they all rag on the Autobots for a while.

Ironhide goes joyriding and finds Sky-Byte Oh Yorick-ing a Sweep’s head. Turns out they have a history. Blurr reveals his dream to own a bar. Metalhawk brings up the fact that setting up a group of folks to have their heads explode if they step out of line is some dystopian bullshit.

Sky-Byte meets up with his old buddy Swindle, and gets the skinny on the bullshit that’s being pulled on this brand-new Cybertron. Everything goes to shit very quickly. Streetwise gets set on fire. Prowl needs to stop. Ironhide commits violence against the general populace, then advocates for the removal of the I/D chips.

Blurr opens a bar, and it’s dinosaur-friendly. Prowl commits property damage on a table, because he’s tablephobic. Ironhide reveals the future.

Shockwave sends an entire race of Big Birds to their frozen demise. Orion Friggin’ Pax comes back into the narrative, in the middle of his giant fuck-off-from-responsibility space adventure. Wheelie and Garnak are here, which is cool, I guess. Jhiaxus yells a bunch, and Orion decides to go to Big Bird planet.

It’s farkin’ cold in here.

Orion and Hardhead talk about Rodimus’ tumultuous relationship with death. Shockwave is the only person in the universe who understands quantum mechanics. Monstructor wakes up from his cryo-sleep. Wheelie and Garnak are grievously wounded, and the patch job seems less than medically sound, since we’ve just put a screw into Garnak’s orbital socket to hold his eye-patch in place. Orion walks into a trap, knowingly and willingly.

Wheeljack does some espionage, even though Mirage is right friggin’ there. Turmoil swings by Cybertron to say hello- the Decepticon, not the emotional state. Drift is outed as a war criminal- well, more so than originally thought. Turmoil has a time machine.

Sky-Byte and Jazz team up for slam poetry night. Blurr tells Metalhawk a story. Wheeljack’s espionage adventure goes poorly. Turmoil gets trapped in a hamster ball. Wheeljack and Metalhawk get trapped in a hamster ball.

The Dinobots and Ironhide go on a camping trip. Starscream craves democracy. Skylynx is a glorified taxi. Slag hasn’t changed his name yet, despite half of the people working for IDW being from the UK. Swoop breaks down IDW Phase Two to its bare essentials.

Prowl sits on someone’s desk, because he doesn’t respect tables. Slag’s face is on fire all the time, and it’s sort of distracting. Swindle bothers Shockwave. Ironhide is attacked by the Dinobots.

Bumblebee sits outside and has some Night Thoughts. Cybertron wants everyone to stick together, and God help you if you don’t. Bumblebee is beginning to develop a complex. Blurr is upset with himself. Ravage and the Reflectors go on an adventure. The time machine isn’t actually a time machine. The time machine disappears.

Ironhide finds the Aerialbots, who have been combinered by the horrors of new Cybertron. Everyone yells at Bumblebee.

We get a taste of Old World Cybertronian propaganda, where everyone talks in the third person, as is tradition. Starscream gets curvier every issue. Again, I begin to worry about how much I’m learning about Andrew Griffith’s tastes.

Blurr causes an explosion in the wilderness looking for Ironhide, much to Starscream’s delight. There is a Titan under the ground, and its very existence is making reality shit the bed. Tailgate’s lies in MTMTE are so extensive, red herrings have leaked into the sister series.

Nova Prime commissioned Monstructor, and Omega Supreme hated it so much he punched it in the face.

Starscream invites a bunch of friends over to see the Titan. Brainstorm is used as a scale for end-of-the-world scenarios. Starscream is revealed to be chosen by the gods.

The Reflectors visit a planet and shit gets weird very quickly. Wheelie is about to have a goddamned stress-induced aneurysm, not that Orion particularly cares. Time nonsense is established. Wheelie-speak becomes plot-relevant. Livio Ramondelli subjects me to his nightmares’ nightmares.

Starscream gets interviewed on national television. Starscream owns a hat that makes him look like a Gundam. Omega Supreme explodes. Metalhawk flip-flops between who he’s defending like a fish on the dock. Starscream yells at Shockwave for being an instigator. Prowl and Starscream make a deal.

Arcee stabs a cat in the throat. IDW settles the debate- at least for their own continuity- and says RIRFIB. Prowl takes a fireball to the face to convince people he’s on the up-and-up. Arcee is smarter than Starscream. This asshole shows back up.

Bumblebee really, really wants to kill Megatron, but politics demand he be taken in as a POW. The fellas construct a conspiracy theory. Starscream tries to lead his peers, but it goes poorly. Not a single medical professional of Cybertronian descent actually keeps track of their patients. Maccadam’s gets several light fixtures ruined by Arcee. Wheeljack gets called a tool. Prowl shows up in his hot new body, decked out with enough weaponry to annihilate a small country and a gun that’s as big as he is.

Starscream gives Megatron a piece of his mind. The Decepticons are rioting in the streets. Prowl shows Wheeljack his toys. Arcee plays her trump card. Bumblebee tries his hand at negotiation.

Bumblebee learns a valuable lesson about leadership. Politics are hell. Megatron is released from prison. Democracy finally gets its day. Megatron enters the Black Room with his whole ass hanging out. Pretty much every Decepticon you thought was dead isn’t actually dead.

Metalhawk gets a taste of how 24/7 news has ruined everything. Prowl is revealed to be the mastermind behind all the bullshit that’s been going on the last few months, and he’s been working with Megatron. Swindle gets run over by a train. Wheeljack’s head is turned into a memory by Prowl. The crazy-making signal out in the wilderness was made by Megatron. Megatron walks in in his hot new bod, carrying his old one like his new bride. And what a pretty bride it is.

We get a literal talking heads sequence explaining just how exactly Megatron survived the events of “Chaos” and why Combiners are the bees’ knees. Prowl isn’t Prowl, but actually being controlled by Bombshell.

Dang, wonder who could have caused that, CHROMEDOME.

Prowl is released from his mind-control, and immediately plays the blame game with Bumblebee. The Constructicons and Prowl have a thing going, and show it off, much to Bumblebee’s horror.

Circuit gets given Fixit’s dialogue for some reason, and I can’t tell if this was an issue on the art side or the script side. Devastator wrecks shop. Megatron laughs at Starscream for being a loser, then crushes Bumblebee’s head like a grape. Ironhide finally shows up to the party, and he brought a veggie platter.

Jazz tries to warn the medical staff about the Combiner coming their way, but no one ever listens to Jazz. Prowl has a crisis of self. Jazz breaks up the two-man act. Megatron let Bumblebee keep his cane, proving that even heartless monsters can respect the Disabilities Act.

Ironhide and the Dinobots save the day. Superion and Devestator get into a fistfight. Prowl reaffirms his complex over Spike Witwicky. Bumblebee says some halfway transphobic shit, and I shed a tear as I shake my fist in the general direction of England, cursing Simon Furman’s name. Arcee switches sides again and stabs Bombshell in the face. Prowl takes a nap. The tides turn.

Ironhide resists Frenzy’s sonic attack through the sheer power of gumption. Skywarp says fuck this and gets out of dodge. Devastator becomes a real boy.

Bumblebee WILL kill Megatron. Arcee makes it weird. Ironhide helps Prowl figure out his life. Bumblebee never learns. Metalhawk saves his BFF, and gets his arm shot off for his troubles. Starscream uses Metalhawk’s fuck-you-level long arm to kill a man.

Swindle carries a dude twice his size to safety with one of his arms off. Needlenose gets his just desserts. Devastator rips off his head to escape his crippling self-doubt. The Constructicons are having a hell of a day.

You said it, Hook.

Wheeljack saves the day from beyond the grave, that clever man. Metalhawk is killed by politics. Hat Guy tries to fight Bumblebee, and gets mad that he doesn’t remember his name. They’ve spoken to each other maybe once.

Metalhawk is made into a playing chip by Starscream, and also a speech writer from beyond the pale. Starscream tells everyone to get naked or fuck off, then takes off his top. All the Autobots and Decepticons who don’t want to get naked fuck off into the wilderness.

The Dark Cybertron “Prelude" issues kick in.

Shockwave and Dreadwing fly through the photorealistic sky to get to where the Titan is.

Listen here you little shit-

Shockwave shoots Dreadwing to test a theory, because ethics are for nerds.

Back when Shockwave was a hot guy with feelings, Jhiaxus was dealing with the Monstructor thing, then fucked off into space. Shockwave took the opportunity to be better than his teacher in every way, as is tradition. Proteus threw a whole-ass person across the room, because classism. Shockwave revealed himself to be a budding ecoterrorist. Shockwave joined a terrorist organization to further his own goals. Orion Pax tried to appeal to Shockwave’s softer side. Megatron killed the Senate. Shockwave replaced his shitty claws with a gun. Shockwave shot Dai Atlas in the legs and can’t explain why.

Dreadwing comes back to life, thanks to the power of Shockwave’s 14th ore.

Bumblebee has the Big Sad about Starscream being King of Iacon. Arcee doesn’t know what emotional turmoil feels like. Metalhawk’s lifeless body lays in the sun for several hours. Prowl is propositioned by the Constructicons. Arcee tells Prowl’s darkest secret, and it kills Bumblebee. Swoop is having a great time.

Arcee knows about Bumblebee being Hasbro’s golden boy. Prowl uses his manners, but only when no one can hear him. Arcee and the Constructicons get into a fight, with more flaming swords getting involved than you might expect. Slag offers to buy Arcee a drink.

Bumblebee gets a hot new body. Arcee gives herself a stick-and-poke tattoo. In a few hours, the sun will rise.

Pal, you are way ahead of schedule.

Shockwave makes a dramatic entrance.

Waspinator tells a story about the time he killed a servant of God and met death. Orion and pals visit Gorlam Prime. The Dead Universe comes into the narrative again. Wheelie has his arm blown off to keep from getting disintegrated, but he shrugs it off, because life is always awful for Wheelie.

Waspinator gets chased through the desert by Monstructor. Orion Pax acts like a dumbass. A Titan is revealed. Monstructor rides on the time-travel ship like it’s a horsey. Waspinator controls a Titan and makes it teleport. Orion plays fourth-dimensional chess, and reveals that his personal ship is named after his best friend.

Starscream talks to a corpse. Blurr tells Starscream to fuck off. A very good boy enters the narrative. The paparazzi ruin Starscream’s attempt to get underlings to do what he wants. A literal rat enters the narrative.

Starscream talks to Megatron, and I genuinely don’t have the words to explain what exactly is going on with that guy. Starscream takes a gander into the very good boy’s toolbox. The very good boy lays it on thick. Starscream destroys a man’s reputation.

Starscream breaks into Rattrap’s apartment. Rattrap becomes a government employee. Starscream talks to Wheeljack, who isn’t dead.

Soundwave has a flashback to when the Decepticons surrendered after the Chaos event, confirming that Ratbat was universally hated. Soundwave has robo-synesthesia. Shockwave is the perfect Cybertronian- Soudwave hates him for it.

Shockwave calls his teacher. Ravage judges Soundwave. The Decepticons reminisce on the time they resorted to cannibalism. Soundwave thinks mourning is for dumb babies and tells everyone to shut up because he’s big man on campus now.

Nobody deserves it more than you, babe.

The infighting begins, because no Decepticon has the ability to be halfway decent to each other, and they won’t learn that skill for a good while. Needlenose throws Blitzwing across a field and admits to having feelings. Soundwave is abandoned by the Decepticon forces.

Soundwave talks to himself in the Crystal City, then gets his ass kicked by Dreadwing.

In the past, Shockwave calls Bombshell a loser and outdoes him.

Soundwave kills Dreadwing. Shockwave hides in the shadows like a weirdo. Soundwave is done trusting Shockwave. Soundwave grabs Shockwave by the boob and yells at him. Soundwave is a hopeful guy.

In the past, Soundwave stole Ratbat’s brain and put it in a cassette, proving that space-Communism only works on paper.

Soundwave punches Shockwave in the head. Shockwave assumes Soundwave is alone, despite knowing he can contain many small men inside him.

Shockwave explodes a cat. Soundwave fires missiles at Shockwave and hits him in the tit. Shockwave would fuck Microsoft Excel if he could. Frenzy is just happy to be here- no, I didn’t mix them up, the colorist did.

Ravage is a grown-ass man. Soundwave’s synesthesia used to be a lot worse. Shockwave sends Soundwave and pals home. The Titan and Waspinator show up.

Soundwave has a face. Ravage and all the other cassettes are emotional support animals, who are also fully sapient.

Shockwave’s gonna fuck everything up.

And THAT, dear children, is the entirety of Robots in Disguise, up to issue #22. We’re all caught up and ready.

#transformers #rid #exrid #recap #maccadam #Hannzreads #text post #long post

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