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#tfp: malevolence
lunarfeat21 · 9 months
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Finally, I finally decided to make reference of the (officially dead fic) ominous Sicellum.
Yipee :D
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batghostgirlfan · 8 months
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Tfp bots dealing with different types of reality warpers
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Optimus prime is now dealing a malevolent wish granter
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Bumblebee is now dealing with an eternal child
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Ratchet is now dealing with an eldritch abomination
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Wheeljack is now dealing with a trickster
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Smokescreen is now dealing with an all powerful game host
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Ultra Magnus is now dealing with the incarnation of Chaos
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Arcee is now dealing with an dream entity gaining control over reality
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Bulkhead does not deal with a reality warper and is unaware that anything is happening
Thank you all for voting
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gayrobos · 5 months
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there's something wrong with optimus prime <3
in skybound. like we all know this right. but I've been so interested in danj's art and how optimus is framed for the camera.
first of all, op doesn't really do facial expressions. other characters emote with their eyes! cliffjumper and the jets especially. but op is always wearing what I can only describe as a vacant expression:
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(can you guess which of these are from panels where op has just killed an innocent creature or is in the process of beating someone to death with his own arm?)
by contrast, check out soundwave, who doesn't have eyes and in most continuities is one of the most stoic decepticons:
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it's possible that I'm just super tuned into soundwave bc I'm in love with them, but whatever. the point is op only emotes when someone's dying.
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oh hang on. I mean, we got a facial expression but--
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there we go.
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delightfully, we don't even get a facial expression when op crushes the deer, which is framed in gestural language pretty similarly to bumblebee's death:
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honestly when he's picking up the badly injured spike he looks more careful than upset, even though from the way he wailed on skywarp it's clear he is upset:
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but like. watching him trying to kill skywarp about this is SCARY. this in particular is the panel that made me go "holy shit, danj is straight up drawing optimus prime as a machine that enacts violence."
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he's occasionally framed as cool--
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but most of the time when he's fighting I feel like I'm supposed to be thinking "jeez, I want him to win but this is a lot."
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and as lee pointed out I think, op is mostly using unarmed combat where the decepticons are mostly shooting things with guns. the fact that he's so much less expressive than the jets despite the dynamism of his wrestling moves is impressive!
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the decepticons are scary and malevolent, absolutely, but there's something very special about op. here's his first cool POW panel
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where he looks to me like he's been victim of some kind of nanobot possession plot point that makes your friends plead with you to remember who you are.
anyway. it's fun to look at this stuff in conjunction with what we know about his personality!
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he was "so young" when he became prime, and from the way he describes the beginning of the war, very naive back then. I really enjoy the bit where he's like "the decepticons have done ENOUGH to this world!!" (been here for less than 2 days, total death count 3) he's projecting <3
I really adore this economy of storytelling. he kinda reminds me of op from tfp honestly, who it's clear has lost almost all scruples over the course of the war. but it takes like 2 seasons for that to become clear and I feel like it's framed more as "oh optimus you're so brave and sad and badass" rather than "holy shit this guy is kinda scary!"
that's my meditations on optimus prime in the first 3 issues! danj's artwork is fantastic and it makes me excited to hear more about what the war was like.
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sonicasura · 8 months
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In your Corazon in TFP AU, does Corazon explain how certain Marines follow specific or personal methods of Justice? Like ether Aokiji's Lazy Justice or Sakazuki's Absolute Justice.
Do you think Corazon has his own type of Justice? What would it be called?
Arcee asked about his time in the military. Everyone could admit each variation had some flaws when you look at the state of Corazón's world. As for our blonde...
During his stay in the TFPverse, he develops his own sense of justice. Silenció where malevolence is silenced so others can speak out. Tyrants muted by the voices of those they torment.
A fitting title.
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autobotmedic · 2 years
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Verses
Disclaimer: the Aligned Continuity is a hecking mess so I am flexible and some verses may not be the same for everyone, depending on how I develop with each writing partner or what works the best for a concept (ex: Predacons Rising may be completely disregarded in some things tagged Post Series, but not in others, because they are all still set after the show).
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Default, untagged
Posts without a verse tag are set at some point in time or variant that has not yet been determined. Because that happens a lot. I’m just here to have fun, extensive plotting is not necessarily required.
V: Pre Series
Set before the events of the show while Ratchet is in contact with the other Autobots, but actually traveling far more often outside of their base to help search for energon deposits all around Earth. May also include interactions set further back in human history than modern day, or on other worlds in years before the Autobots’ arrival to Earth while they are traveling elsewhere in the universe on the Ark.
V: Post Series
Set after the show’s conclusion, while Ratchet spends part of his time helping with the reconstruction of Cybertron, part of his time on Earth among their human friends and assisting Unit E. May also include the later-set Transformers: Robots in Disguise, such as his travels between TFP and RiD or set during the RiD series. Here is a video of clips for reference.
V: Post RiD
Set after the Robots in Disguise series, mostly as another division for a new part of his life, a better part with a healed Cybertron. It may consist of anything from his time as a High Councilor, to being a full time doctor once again, to teaching young robots at Rescue Bots Academy.
V: Cybertron
Also pre series, but not set on Earth nor space. Instead, this will include anything taking place on his homeworld, from before the war began to events and battles following. In other words, a younger Ratchet, ranging from being a normal doctor looking after patients without bias, to an Autobot bothered by his conscious when he must fight and use knowledge that was meant for healing to harm, and sometimes kill.
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V: Shattered - Shattered Glass verse, aka blackmarket doctor/mad scientist.
With a reversed color scheme and unnerving cheerfulness even while treating someone severely injured, this doctor is still fully competent at his job, but he is not his grumpy yet comfortable counterpart. He loves science, but his study and experimentation is not ‘limited’ by ethics. He is more talkative, selfish, charming, carries a dark sense of humor rather than a dry one, and he is armed with a blaster.
Additionally, unlike the Ratchet who apprenticed for many stellar cycles to become the medic he is, Reamer’s background is significantly self-studied. Some of said hands on studying was far from moral, or legal… until the Autobots’ reign; since then, he has created various chemicals and tools used to assist Optimus Prime in warfare.
V: Toon - cartoon, fourth wall breaking concept, think Roger Rabbit
Honestly I wrote so much information in this post I will just link it here.
V: Mer Medic - merformers au
In the depths of the oceans, where humanity has yet to be capable of exploring, lives an ancient society. Stories suggesting their presence have appeared throughout human history, from ancient mythology to sailors’ tales of sea monsters. Some of these creatures are indeed malevolent and hunters of more than non-sentient fish, but many are benevolent in nature and have created peaceful communities and cities. At times, they have protected or helped humanity, but they often simply avoid land-dwellers due to their destructive chemicals and littering tendencies.
Among the Iacon Shoal, Ratchet is a well known doctor and elder, who has contributed both healing and technical knowledge for the betterment (and protection) of his kind over many years, fought in several skirmishes between groups, and has many children, and grandchildren, and great-grandchildren…
He is the same length as his usual height, and here is my art reference along with a few notes about this au.
V: Fae - faeformers au
Hatched outside the protection of a hive, Rescue spent the first stage of his life as a grub who burrowed and primarily focused on survival. The first other sentient insect he met was a caterpillar, who soon morphed into a moth, and the pair remained friends as they slowly learned about the world. In time, they interacted with other hiveless and learned written language and additional information about their kind. Rescue pursued science and magic related to health, primarily after he reached his second form, morphing into a beetle-like build.
However, the amount of knowledge available was still limited to a certain extent in the wilds, and Ratchet later sought to become a healer in Hive Iacon. Orion accompanied him, and although he continues working within, they live in a burrow outside of the busy city.
My art design for him may be found here. Some references may be made to sparkmender’s worldbuilding for a similar au.
V: Healer - deity au
Rescorre is one of the earliest beings forged on Cybertron, second only to the original Thirteen Primes. He was created alongside a handful of individuals with specific focuses in their overseeing the life of their world, intended to assist the Primes that came before them with their specialties. Rescorre’s abilities are related to mending and fast travel. He is able to analyze and manipulate mechanical biology without being hardlined (as a normal medic requires) for various purposes. He is also capable of teleportation, enabling him to traverse across great distance if he is needed or a prayer reaches him.
In early times, he became known as a representative for healers and families, as the healthy bond required for the development of a child forged by the union of sparks is also within his realm. He later had a temple, for a number of eons, where individuals came for his help, guidance, or blessing. But in time, like the other remaining Primes, he faded into mythological legend, and his temple slowly became overgrown with foliage and the blemishes of age. He is no less real, even if much fewer believe in his existence, and he continues to assist many the best he is able. Be it steadying a nervous hand in surgery, or reminding someone to double check their calculations for a mineral supplement, he continues to help when he can, unseen in the mortal dimension.
Art design reference will go here once I’ve made it, but the main difference in his design are additional biolights lining his inner hands and forming decorative glyphs of ancient language across his armor.
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V: Animated - a verse for Transformers: Animated.
Ratchet is incredibly similar overall, and the differences in regards to personality are due to largely different story elements compared to Prime version. He is more of a soldier than a scientist, and rougher in demeanor, a veteran who thought his time of fighting had concluded, only to be dragged back into it along with a bunch of ‘young bots.’ However, his heart shows when it counts, and he is just as determined and skilled as a medic as his Prime verse.
In height, he is smaller than his Prime version, standing at 5.35 M or 17.5 Ft. In equipment, he is armed with electromagnets and an EMP generator, not duel swords and a hand torch.
V: Cyber - a verse for Transformers: Cyberverse
Due to how minimal his appearances have been, often implied more than anything, I use significant Prime inspiration for his personality and voice, as well as a heavier build. He is, however, not overwhelmed as often, for he has proper medical facilities on the Ark, and he is not in charge of the science department too. He is just the medic, and that is what he does best. He is quite familiar with the multiverse, however, due to several events in the series.
With the help of a friend to determine an estimate of his size, I am going with 6 M or 19.7 Ft. His primary protection is a Triage Shield, a form of protective bubble for himself and to help wounded on the battlefield.
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velathetanager · 25 days
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Thinking about a TFP/JJK mix AU
Unicron being a major part of why Cursed Energy is so powerful would make sense if he's as malevolent as he is. And while there are few sorcerers outside Japan, they're there, and I can totally see Jack and Raf being a couple of them, with Fowler taking them under his wing when he sees that they have this power and no clue what it means.
Miko would probably have a Heavenly Restriction. She just seems like that kind of person. Maybe her physical power got her a sports program spot and she took it, landing her in Nevada away (she thought) from her peers who had all these flashy powers she was born without- and then she met two more, and ALIENS, while tailing one of them curiously.
This scenario would also be funny because you got Optimus seeing two children and a liaison practically raiding Unicron-power mixed with something else, and this third child who has literally nothing coming off her- if he didn't literally see her, he would never know she was there. It'd be interesting to explore.
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askvectorprime · 2 years
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What if the carnage Symbiote were to take over tfp Arcee or tfp megatron?
Dear Carnage Curiosity,
Such a sight would be Absolutely- nay, Extremely terrifying. I hesitate to even ponder what either of those beings under the influence of such malevolence could Unleash. The repercussions would be of Maximum concern.
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theleftpill · 7 years
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The Final Problem: Boys with Toys
I finally saw The Final Problem last night, and want to get my overall thoughts down before I really dig into everyone else’s.  I say the following with the caveats that I’ve watched the episode only the once, and the audio was freakishly bad in the theatre so I was struggling to understand what was going on.
But overall - I was struggling to understand what was going on.  My overwhelming overriding reaction was “what the fuck???” throughout.  From the very first opening sequence.  And that’s beyond the audio problems.  
Which is not to say I didn’t like the episode - I think I did.  I wish had time to.  And that’s my biggest disappointment: The Final Problem should have been its own season.  They should have given way more weight and structure to Eurus’ entire story instead of cramming it into just one episode. 
I thought the opening sequence was crap.  That’s the only part of the ep I flat out don’t like, even without rewatching and context.  Killer clowns???  Really????  And Mofftiss are going to try to claim that they’re not “Bonding Out” with the umbrella dagger-gun?  I mean, I loved that as much as any fandom denizen, I love it as a head canon, but it’s not terribly grounded in a character who despises legwork, is it?  I was convinced it was a dream sequence about three times but nope.  Really happened.  Such a cheap, cliched, and tawdry way for Sherlock to discover the truth about his sister.  So disappointing.
The rest of TFP has so. much. going. on.  So much emotionally that’s just breezed by.  So much narratively that’s discarded in a sentence.  So many stunning developments that are just punched through to the next stunning development.  You’re really going to blow up 221B and not actually deal with that????  Well, you got your Michael Bay Fast & Furious Explosion Jump Shot out of it so I guess that was the goal, wasn’t it?
And you know what?  None of us should have been surprised.  By any of this.  
Mofftiss have been running away from their narrative and their plot twists since S1.  They resolve The Great Game with a phone call and a joke.  Which turns out ok because Moriarty continues to be a malevolent presence throughout S2 culminating in the magnificent Reichenbach Fall.  But when Sherlock comes back?  A throw-away joke.  How did Sherlock fake his death?  A throw-away joke.  Sherlock shoots someone in the face?  Manipulated video footage and ok that’s taken care of.  Sherlock overdoses?  Moving on.  Mary shooting Sherlock; Mary’s death; Sherlock’s repercussions from those things; never truly addressed, not to the extent the gravity of the situation requires (demands?)  Mofftiss set up these amazingly rich, angst-ridden, complex and heartrending situations and then do nothing with them.
Boys with Toys.
They’re more interested in the next set piece.  They’re more interested in the next “big plot-twist.”  They’re like little kids playing pretend: “OK let’s say that this happened.  Now let’s say that this happened.  Now lets say” ad nauseum - remember when you used to play like that, as little kids?  That’s what they’re doing.  They just have a bigger budget.  
Sherlock having a secret, repressed-memory sister who truly is violently psychotic, let alone wildly smarter than both of them put together, deserves more than five minutes set-up.  It deserves more than a few set pieces.  We deserve to see Sherlock discover this.  We deserve to see him deal with this.  And THEN move into the super-cool-super-secret-super-secure-except-whoops-it-really-isn’t-violently-insane-criminal-assylum.  But then you’d have to deal with all the icky *real* stuff that just isn’t any fun.
Mofftiss are terrified of commitment.  
They are terrified of actually dealing with any of the magnificent stories their twisted brains come up with.  Because they’re incapable?  Because they’re uninterested?  I don’t know.  All I know is that it leaves me severely wanting.
Except Moriarty is truly dead.  At least they stuck with that.
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an-enchanted-boy · 7 years
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So me and my best friend take turns talking about how TFP (and series 4 in general) shafted each character. Most recently, we got to Moriarty. Cause I’m just picturing his reaction after Euros, the malevolent psychopath he trusted to bring chaos and pain to Sherlock, was tamed by...a hug. Moriarty would spit on Euros. She lacked conviction. 
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lunarfeat21 · 2 years
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Finally
Fucking finally!
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I finished the main cover! Wooo!
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batghostgirlfan · 8 months
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batghostgirlfan · 8 months
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Poll results: The next poll series will be the Tfp Bots dealing with Differnt types of Reality warpers.
Starting with: a malevolent wish granter
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lunarfeat21 · 2 years
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Yesss, the gang's all here before getting their life subscription canceled... (also yes this is what I visioned what the three wear in chapter 2 now hush).
Also if you examine close to Jack, it looks like I took cracc while drawing. Maybe I should do some doodles of this soon, and I possible chance that I might turned this story into an au (again...)
If you want to draw them that's fine by me, I'm curious what they look like in your style. The more, the merrier :D
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lunarfeat21 · 2 years
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Malevolence
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The forest is little to untouched by any negative connotation made from mankind. End of story.
That is until this night, they become a witness to something wicked. Right in this very ravine they’re in as they become silent when a sense of dread approaches.
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Chapter 1 - The Finding
Eyes are ahead on the path they’re in, the brightness of the moon shone the way like a giant flashlight in the dark sky with little stars it gives.
A grimace face is what he had, fear and regret had been with him all day.
“Jack” the girl spoke then yawned.
“Yeah Miko?” The fellow Jack replied as he too yawned, must have caught Miko’s yawn or he’s tired as well.
“Do you know where we are at this point? We never ventured into this part before.” Despite being exhausted, she didn’t hide her worry as if she was afraid.
“No.” Jack once more as he expressed his concerns, also acknowledging the fear.
“Good, I was scared to think they’d ever find us after today.”
“Let’s not mention it out here until we find a safe place.”
The sound of rocks crumbling underneath their soles as they hiked on the stony hill, along with the crunching of dead leaves and twigs.
A soft snore from the small boy being carried by the older in his mid teens on his back, Jack chuckled to lighten the drowsy mood, then fell back to silence.
It was usually peaceful in this forest, nothing dark or tragic ever happened day or night. No murder, no missing persons, no strangely activities, no legends, nothing. Just nothing ever happens in Jasper beyond this wilderness. 
Cue to the wind howled above the tree lines as they made their creaky, and wispy talks. Crickets and other nightly sounds recite their traditional songs, like they knew it for their lifetime and handed it to later generations on.
Just then a very loud crack echoed through the forest as the night silence, it sounded very close as both Miko and Jack jumped while Miko let out a shriek which in turn woke the small boy and he screamed.
Miko quickly covered his mouth and the three were dead still, stilled as statues as the crash stopped. They hear their faded hearts pounded as the adrenaline rushed, dreading that the horror might come out and snatched them. However, they synchronized and hid in very dense bushes like scared prey items for an unknown predator out there.
They know deep in their guts that there is more than one predator, and it confirmed the fear when two voices echoed along with a series of beeps and boops.
It sounds like the unidentified trio are arguing by the indication of volume, tone, and aura it gives. Notably the contexts of the voices are from a male and female, the beeps are safely said to belong to another male otherwise.
At first it was a bit hard to decipher what they’re talking, however it grew louder and louder as heavy metallic footsteps were heard just 15 ft away just down the path opposite from where the kids were.
Jack, Miko, and the little boy with them in the thickets watched as a large leg from the femme came in view along with her group. They swear the air became thick to breathe, yet showing no struggle to move when the female spoke rather aggressively.
“You think we ever explain this to the children?! Tell me Bulkhead, why would they understand!?” Snapped a blue female robot at her green much larger male companion.
“Beep beep beeeep!” Another beeped which he was sandwiched between the two.
“I’m not sure about the other two,” inquired the green bot known as Bulkhead, rather in a gruff tone “but Miko does understand unlike your partner on the other hand Arcee.”
To top it off, his optics shifted towards the female in question. Now offended by his attitude, Arcee’s winglets shot up and began retorting back in a sassier way which irritated Bulkhead. Bumblebee, on the other hand, tried it butted in by beeping mid argument.
“Oh really, didn’t I recall one time that you nearly lost Miko in the mines?”
“Beep beep beeeep!”
“Hey now, it’s just a one time thing! There’s no need to rub it in like that time Jack mistaken Soundwave as you!”
“Beeeeep!”
The three children quietly snickered at the rebuttal, it brings such memories, the good and bad. It’s the adventures they won’t ever forget, nor their times in battle.
The light fondness is shattered by the shrill voice from an older woman, making them silent and grabs the attention of the bot trio. Emerging from the path the bots came is indeed an old woman, wearing an old and tattered gown that of a nun. 
The children immediately noted her clothing as odd, traditionally, the nuns wore black gowns with white caps to cover their head except the face. This old prune’s gown is a dusty ugly citrine yellow, and her white cap is extremely dirty that resembles brackish water. Her grayish wiring hair is peaking through the sides of her wrinkled face, her black pupils looked a bit big like she took some unknown substance.
“Oh no…” the small whispered dangerously to his companions.
“I know Raf, it’s her…” Jack muttered as he bats an eye at the mysterious lady.
“You know this lady?” Miko spoke as the little trio watched the lady scowl at the Cybertronians, mostly scowling Acree and Bulkhead.
“Yeah,” Raf began “meet Jasper’s infamous delusional exiled nun, the so-called ‘prophet of the universe’ alright.”
“A nun?” Miko gave the young boy an incredulous look “You must be joking, she’s no way a nun.”
“Yes she was.”
“Okay, what’s her case then?”
“That’s Mary Stoner, a nun supposedly appointed as the next fledged nun.” Jake softly spoke, batting his eyes periodically at the intruders outside of the thickets;
“However things went downhill after she lured and attempted to kill a child, she claimed that ‘God visited her in her dream one night, told her she was destined to be the next prophet, and all she has to do is sacrifice a child.’ You could imagine how it ended.”
Miko gave a hard blink as she sulked back in the thickets, and let her mind wander. Raf and Jack observe as the screaming ex-nun Mary makes hand gestures around, they both zero in to listen to the conversation.
“-and aside of you all yelping around like stupid youngsters! Which reminds me, did you locate the children!”
“No ma’am,” Arcee firmly answered, she can feel the angry tense aura from Mary along her growling in frustration. “However, I firmly believe that the sacrificial items hadn’t gone far. I can feel it in my spark.”
“Let’s pray for that and your spark!” Nun Mary barked “we cannot afford any more mistakes of this ritual, and we hadn’t that much trouble since some green oaf ‘accidentally’ showed the tools and ancient scripture to that loud pink brat!”
“Okay, I made a mistake! There’s no reason for you to flip the fragging lit off Mary!” Bulkhead retaliated, Mary and Bulkhead argued along with Arcee backing the old nun up.
“I’m not a brat.” Miko pouted, returning to her spot to hear the boy's verdict.
“Alright, they are distracted.” Raf quietly announced as the Cybertronians and nun continued to argue “this our only chance to make a quiet getaway.”
Without any further communication as the children silently back away to the deeper parts of the forest, now people like them expected each other to be like one dumb character accidently stepped on a branch or other typical horror senarios; surprisingly, none of them ever hear a crunch of a twig. To be honest, this is a bit too easy of a getaway. “Ha, this is too easy!” Miko muttered while tipping away, and in just any horror scenario when any moron. Saying anything ‘too easy’ can change real quick, and that’s what happened when an extremely loud crash from above it fell. 
An enormous branch clashed down along taking other smaller branches as it made a loud crash, right in front of the kids.
“Shoot.” Miko cursed.
To make matters worse, the heavy metallic footsteps and voices of doom echoed towards where the children are. They clearly heard the crash and Miko’s cracked voice.
“Do you hear that!” Nun Mary screeched as she ran with her bony thin legs  “I heard the loud brat, she and the rest of the items must be near! Catch them before they make a skit!”
“On it ma’am!” Arcee responded as she transformed to her earth alt mode in the form of a bike and she drove towards the runaway prize, in response to an upcoming party that they don’t want part of, but a unifying run from the blue bike. The three headed for any obstacle to buy their time, but ultimately slowed the pursuers. Well it definitely worked for one, it ended the insane old woman’s chase as she lost her breath, Bulkhead and Bumblebee passed by while snickering at the old prune’s misfortune, and it earned Nun Mary a sour attitude.
Weaving between large rocks and twisted trees, it was impossible to make sure none could catch them at the same time diving into claustrophobic spaces to their discomfort. Mostly to Jack in his case, it awfully reminded of that time when getting chased by Arcee’s archenemy Airachnid  just for his head as a specimen and giving her old rival a bitter medicine of Tailgate’s death. He shuddered at the memory of it, and had to remember this moment, instead of Airachnid, but replace her with his guardian.
Disgusting, but sad mental image.
“Jack!” the disoriented voice of Arcee called in his imagination, it sounded like her, but mixed with two other voices he recalled. “Jack!” she called again, this time faded with the other sources clear, it immediately sounded like Miko and Raf. That’s when reality hit him a bit too late as he crashed into the ground, skidding a few meters down then stopped. While he is a bit stuck on his version of switching chase, he fails to pay attention to the fallen tree caused by one of the Bots in the distance attempting to stop the kids in their tracks.
Groaning as pain spiked up, mostly around the necks as he felt small slips of liquid from the cuts when he cupped his hand around the wounds. Skidding beside Jack and helped back on his feet, Miko and Raf both gasped at the wounds then their eyes met Jack’s as a trickle of blood slid down from his forehead. “Oh my gosh, are you alright?” Miko asked while examining the wounds he sustained, while Raf expressed his concerns as he jumped and managed to nap Jack’s collar. “Does anything feel out of place? Are you breathing fine?”
Getting choked while shaked is not what he had in mind, grabbing both of Raf’s hands to stop him from his collar. Now that Raf stopped holding his collar while Jack finally caught breath, he replied. “Hey, I’m alright, besides the cuts and Raf’s grip.”
“Oh you’ll be alright.” came the crack from the Nun appearing out of the fog in the distance, following this unveiled series of the surrounding trees crashing right after another, blasted one by one from the Bots who came close as ever.
“Damn it!” Miko hissed as she and the boys huddled as the Autobots’ shadowed the light provided by the moon, a cackle from Nun Mary overhead.
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“Soundwave, did you have any luck pinpointing the humans?” inquired the ever so fearsome, yet short patience of the Decepticon Warlord. It was rather unusual for the silver giant, speaking in some shallow appearance of concern when Laserbeak returned after a quick scouting in the forest where the children were apparently kidnapped. Maybe he should brush off the footage he and the other members saw, but for some reason he cannot ignore the fact how Prime’s warriors acted.
 Especially the rumors he heard about this Nun Mary character, he can’t point a digit why, but she and the children are what he is after. Once he had them in his possession, now the Autobots can’t fulfill the summoning of a sacred event. He and his Cause will summon an evil version of this ‘event’ just for power and immortality to rule Cybertron for eons to come. Oh he can feel Unicron pulsing through the Dark Energon running in his veins.
Now gazing back to his ever loyal friend, disgruntled when Soundwave gave a firm shake, a no is the answer he gave. A growl from frustration then came a sigh, closing his red optics, maybe Megatron accepted this answer. “Alright, you may continue to search.”
And with that while turning to deeper parts of the Nemesis, Megatron left Soundwave to continue his work at the deck. Hearing the loud footsteps faded, Soundwave turned to the direction he left, and after a few head swishes from the empty deck to make sure no one was in the room with him. Once he declared the room is empty for good, Laserbeak detached from her resting spot and immediately plugged her wires to the deck computer, and Soundwave typed away for mere seconds to reveal a red blinking dot on a geographical location somewhere on the mountains not far away from the Nemesis location on air.
These mountain terrains are extremely rough, but are good places for sacrificial ceremonies due to the region's abundance of cave systems. He deeply cared for Megatron as a close friend, but this time he drew the line, he had to mutely lie to him. Soundwave knows this, he knows what happened to those that are getting sacrificed, and he will not let history repeat itself. 
Laserbeak made a soft, concerning chirp for her master as Soundwave balled his servo, shaking violently as a horrid memory flew before Laserbeak detached the wires and returned to Soundwave’s chest to lock her resting spot. After a quick log off and left the deck, venturing outside the moving ship as the winds blew furiously, threatening anyone weak if they fell and being ripped to shreds. Soundwave is not imtimited, he plunges off the ship and transforms to a stealth jet and heads for the exact coordinates where the ceremony is held.
He must save them, he must save the children from becoming the next victims of this dark time. Even if the mission might cost a casualty.
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[Chapter 2]
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lunarfeat21 · 3 years
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Darktober 9: Dark Story
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“That is until this night, they become a witness to something wicked. Right in this very ravine they’re in as they became silent when a sense of dread approached…”
-excerpts from the upcoming fanfic “Malevolence”
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I am sorry for the late upload as yesterday was slow for me, and I decided to give this story I’m currently been working on needed a cover (the fanfic is not ready yet) :3
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lunarfeat21 · 3 years
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Hello there peeps, today I’m brainstorming a Transformer Prime creepy as fuck story titled ‘Malevolence’
A creepy/psychology story about the children fleeing one night from the Autobots after they realize the their so called ‘friends’ didn’t care about them, humanity as they claimed, and trying to manipulate Jack, Raf, and Miko into thinking that their ‘friends’ do care about them...
After they made their escape and think they’re out of harm’s way, they are not really out of the woods...
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Every step the kids take, every corner they move, the people they used acknowledge to, and every second ticks. They’re gut tells them. They are being watched. Out of sight…
And there’s no telling of what will happened… if they are caught…
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Got this inspiration is based on this post of their Dark TFP AU by @autobots-and-their-crazy-kids, slapped it with some messed up religious cult, and one of Mr. Ballen’s videos about Missing 411 tales
https://autobots-and-their-crazy-kids.tumblr.com/post/653607742391599104/dark-tfp-au
Come to think of it again… I’d be scared to sleep at night…
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