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driftingandprowling · 5 months
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Transformers riding amusement park rides - a thread:
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liaswritesrobots · 8 months
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Inspired by @montyuh's asks about terrible soulmates.
"Check his arm." Tarn commanded Vos.
Vos shook his head after examining the mech's arm.
Still no luck. Though he supposed that was a good thing, since he didn't want to be the sparkmate of a dead mech. Still, it's been centuries and he still hasn't found anyone with the name that was written across his arm and he hasn't found anyone with his name on theirs.
He sometimes imagines what kind of bot they are, to have such a strange name for a cybertronian- perhaps they weren't born on Cybertron and instead are a part of a colony off world. He wonders if they're a Decepticon. He hopes they're a Decepticon... or at least a neutral that could be easily swayed into joining the Decepticons. He wonders what colors they've decorated their frame with. And what color their optics are. And if they like music. He hopes they like music. He could sing for them.
He thinks about them far too much some would say. Obsessively checking every bot they off to make sure they aren't the one. Not that he's opposed to murdering his sparkmate if they're an Autobot or defector, but he can't help but feel a tinge of sadness at the thought of the bot made solely for him being his enemy.
He wants to know the euphoria of having his other half by his side. Someone to hold him on those long, lonely nights aboard The Peaceful Tyranny. Someone to protect. To conquer. To playfully tease in the privacy of his habsuit. Someone that loves him.
He sighs, turning to leave the room. Ever since they boarded this Primus awful ship crawling with Autobots he's had this... feeling... that the one he's supposed to meet is here. He wonders if there's a chance they're locked in the holding cells. Some Decepticon prisoner that wandered into these fools' path and found themselves at their mercy.
That wouldn't be so bad. Then he could free them himself. They'd be completely indebted to him then. They'd have no choice but to be by his side and-
He stops in his tracks noticing you standing there with a blaster aimed at him.
Human.
These Autobots and their love for organics... it's disgusting! Letting one of you live amongst them. Disgraceful. What a pathetic little thing, trembling at the sight of him despite your fighting stance. Your little arms can barely hold that blaster up and they're shaking too bad for you to even get a clear sh-
Hold on...
He squints, examining your trembling arms. They're shakey but he swears- he swears he can see the word "Damus" on it. His eyes grow wide and with a swift step he snatches you off the ground causing you to drop your blaster. You scream and struggle and try to hit his hand to make him let go of you but he brings you to his face to examine you.
He raises his other hand and between two digits, violently stretches your arm out causing you to cry out in pain.
Damus
And it looks like the word "Glitch" is faded behind it.
"No." He whispers. "No. No. No! No! NO! NO! NO! Each no getting louder an more desperate as his grip starts to tighten around you. You manage to yank your arm free from his grip and try to pull yourself up out of his hand.
"Human, what is your name?" His eyes narrow.
"Like I'd tell you!"
Defiance. Even in the face of danger, even within his grasp that could easily end your life you refuse his simple request. He tightens his grip again, causing a sharp pain in you as you gasp and huff for air, "Tell me!" He demands through gritted teeth.
You comply this time and his grip not only loosens, he nearly drops you as he falls to his knees.
This is joke. This has to be. A cruel prank by Primus! There's no way his sparkmate is organic! This is a mistake! You can't be the one that is supposed to love him no matter what. You can't be the one he's wanted to hold and cherish for so long. You can't be the one he's been waiting for all of his life. You can't! You can't!
"Tarn?"
The sound of Tesarus' voice down the hall snaps him back into the moment. He stares down at you trying to pry yourself from his hand so you can escape. He closes his fist around you once more and opens his chest, placing you inside. He uses the wall to help himself back up.
"You ok?" Tess asks, running up beside the mech.
"Yes. I just... I think I need to go outside for a moment. I'll be back soon." Tarn turns away and staggers down the other end of the hall towards an exit
"You want us to put the party on hold for you?"
"No. Kill everyone find. Do not leave even one spark intact." Tarn reponds.
He just has to clear his head. Some fresh air will do the ventilators good. He'll figure out what to do with you once he can think straight again.
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thetravelingegg · 3 months
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Hello! We are happy that you have chosen to become a crew member of the Lost Light. Before you get started there are some rules you must follow to ensure your safety for the duration of the journey.
Rules for the Lost Light:
1. If you see a yellow briefcase, don’t touch it and immediately notify Ultra Magnus of its whereabouts.
2. Do not, for any reason, be within 50 ft of the engine during takeoff. If you ignore this rule then we are not responsible for what happens to you.
3. If you are in the engine room and you hear a voice whispering “kill me”, you’re imagining things. Do not tell anyone else about it.
4. If you hear a really loud BOOM, do not initiate your transformation cog and make your way to the medibay.
5. If suddenly all of the lights turn off, lock all doors and don’t leave the room. Try to make as little noise as possible and do not attempt to turn on any lights. Don’t let any unfamiliar bots inside the room. DO NOT let him see you.
6. If at any point on this journey you find corpses with these characteristics, it is imperative that you immediately notify your captains and leave the area:
- Missing T-cog
- Processor in it’s mouth
- A face covered in puncture marks
- Has been electrocuted to death
- Has been grounded up
7. If you ever hear someone singing or humming the song The Empurean Suite nearby, IMMEDIATELY leave the area. Do whatever you need to do to get away. Anything is better than letting them catch you.
8. Don’t sing or hum The Empyrean Suite.
9. There are scraplets in the oil reservoir. Don’t worry she is mostly domesticated and will not harm you unless it is her feeding time. Do not swim in the reservoir at the times of 10:00 and 25:00
10. The Lost Light has no psychiatrist. If a mech with a grey mouthpiece claims to be one and proposes having sessions with him, do not agree and immediately notify your captains.
11. If you are looking old Lost Light footage or logs and you see any mention of an orange and white bot with glasses and a spark window, named Rung, occupation: psychiatrist, immediately cease looking at the document and give it to the ships archivist Rewind. This mech does not exist. The Lost Light has no psychiatrist.
12. If someone leaves and then comes back acting strangely and with fresh puncture wounds in the nape of their neck, immediately notify your captains.
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favesgrave · 6 months
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why do so many people hate airachnid. "oh she killed breakdown!!!" doooon't caaare. starscream killed cliffjumper and he has loads of fans. pharma killed ambulon and tried killing others multiple times and has fans. same with the djd. why must the world hate to see a girlboss winning
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cyber-streak-2 · 8 months
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Tarn, to the rest of his team, before leaving to do something: If I die, I want Megatron to lower me into my grave so that he can let me down one more time.
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screamn-robo-drawin · 8 months
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I dunno what to say, I have this pathetic little nourotic minibot that somehow (I blame @kawareo for this good idea) ended up in a relationship with Helex ( who apparently has a thing for short guys)
Damp just climbs in and now he has the world most terrifing sauna.
Helex gets his own squishy toy. win win
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In a Shattered glass version of alinged, would the Decepticon rescue team that lands on Earth be the constructicons or the DJD?
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blackteaduck · 11 months
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Try something cool✨✨
I love the DJD 🥺🥹
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Helex's style is the most hard to think ..🥹
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wyrm-with-a-why · 3 months
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I had an idea for this girl queen pussay boss right here I know nothing is cannon but my idea is silly and taking over my brain. Brain worms below the cut
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Megatron is fuckin giant. She’s out at night tracking a signal because everyone else is incompetent and she needs fresh air. She finds the signal. The signal is coming from Tarn. No not the place. The BOT. She looks down at the tiny creature because she’s so big. Tarn looks up with those big ol eyes under his mask. She grabs him like a squeaky toy and lifts him to eye level. He looks so pathetic like a wet kitten. She sighs and tucks him in her chest armour, his dumb little face peaking out. Suddenly she hears kitten squeaking. It’s the other members of the djd banging on her leg to get their captain back. She sighs and scoops them up and puts them with Tarn and goes home.
Thanks for joining me on this stupid idea :)
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karlyanalora · 11 months
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Six Sentence Sunday
Thank you @novafire-is-thinking. Here's some plans for my BB fic sequel or prequel depending on how you look at it.
“Helex, do not drink that!” Vos shouted as he continued to try and pry Kaon off. “I don’t care if it’s just going to be recycled later.”
Helex stopped leaning forward to slurp up some of the fluid spilled on the ground.
“Tess,” Vos snapped as he finally yanked Kaon off and held the kicking, snarling Decepticon out in front of him. “Stop kicking downed bots.”
Tarn allowed himself a small smile beneath his mask. Vos, his reliable, level-headed second in command, always there to wrangle his teammates.
Behold, the DJD in TFA where Dominus is still Vos. They, uh, are not taking "retirement" well. Megatron needs soldiers if he's going to someday restart the war, so they're technically not supposed to be killing anyone. But they aren't entirely stabled beings either.
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citizensofdetroitpov · 6 months
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Okay okay okay so I looked them up and turns out the DJD are kinda a big deal? They’re a group of hit men that torture Decepticon defectors according to some List™️ given by Megatron at worst and just murder turncoats if they happen upon them at best. Which given what I know about the Autobot Commonwealth, fair.
They’ve also got a professional hotline you can call to report anything but I ended up on a 3 hour call with them because they haven’t been “hunting” due to some technical orders or something cause they gotta lay low. They’ve been pretty bored and it’s kinda sad ngl.
ALSO ONE OF THEM AS A DOG AND IT LOOKS KINDA HIDEOUS BUT ALSO FLUFFY AT THE SAME TIME AND ITS HELPS WITH MURDERING PEOPLE AND I JUST 💞💞💞💖💞💖💞💞💖💖💖💖 HUUUUURGH I WANT TO GIVE ALL THE HEAD PATS HE’S THE GOOD-EST BOY EVER‼️‼️‼️
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shapeshiftingcloud · 8 months
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I LIVE!
Anyways I’ve been sick and school has been school so have some sketches.
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thetravelingegg · 1 month
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I like to headcanon that Tarn is a big fan of musicals and operas.
It’s one of his guilty pleasures that he tries to hide from his crew because “no why would I like anything made an inferior species”.
Imagine they run into someone on the list and he had to pause in the middle of an emotional part and the whole time that they’re torturing some poor soul he’s fighting to not break down into hysterical sobs.
It turns out one traitor likes the same ones that Tarn likes, and that one gets to live longer than the others so Tarn can have someone to talk about his interests with.
The rest of the DJD already know and make a game of intentional making references just to watch Tarn silently freak out. They grade eachother on how seamlessly they integrated it, timing and how Tarn reacted. Bonus points if the reference was a movement instead of words.
He lets the pet watch with him since it’s a dog that can’t judge him.
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loveofbots · 4 months
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Thinking about starting an ask blog- medic focused, perhaps even centred around Delphi.
I have a bit of a story- I got inspired by @ambu1on ‘s system of asking.
My only worry is that it includes some OC elements and I’m not sure how that will go. I hope it’s interesting and gets my creative flow back. Like/reblog if interested!
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cyber-streak-2 · 8 months
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Tarn: The world is a cruel place, Deathsaurus.
Tarn: Everywhere I go, all I see is death, and destruction...
Deathsaurus: Probably because you’re the one causing it.
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cyber-streak · 2 years
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Deathsaurus: Man, they look like a real handful. How do you deal with them?
Nickel, watching Tesarus screaming, Vos trying to set a sleeping Helex on fire, and Kaon choking on air: I don’t know either.
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