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Why do i feel like the thunderwoof splitspark twins would be the twins with a rivalry? Like always competing and "I'm the oldest so—" "no, I'm the oldest!"
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kengh0st · 8 months
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guys
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bumbleblurr · 2 years
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blurr (slamming the door open to trailfire minor's office): excuse me you named my child What now
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lcstandfound · 11 months
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Trailfire finds cherrybomb terrifying. She got mad at him once, he never recovered.
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imdashingaway · 5 months
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My piece for the @transformers-electric-metal zine✨
🌧️Trailfire hiking in the rain🌧️
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linek0 · 11 months
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Attack on @imdashingaway of Trailfire! I had a lot of fun w this one.
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melspyrose · 8 months
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These two are my Transformers: Prime OCs. They are the twin sons of Arcee x Knockout. The magenta bot’s name is Rotorcharge and the purple bot’s name is Trailfire. If you follow me on DeviantArt, you know who these two are. They are young Autobots and this is what they look like as young adults.
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centaurisart · 9 months
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Cmon Barbie lets go party
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This is like a late event for @unvale-io (not sponsored, but a great place to hold your ocs if you can’t make a toyhouse account) so this Barbie is an intergalactic soldier. So have Trailfire with her holoform. And yes the holoform almost look like Lyla from spiderverse.
Speedpaint at the bottom
Speedpaint
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centaurisocs · 3 months
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Oh hey! A recreation meme!!
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The ocs in use: Marisol, Dropway/Alex, and Trailfire/Lyla
And a few rotb characters for a in the knightverse continuity with a splash of fan continuity I’m thinking of.
Original meme down below:
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lunarclaw · 6 months
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So I got bored and decided to make a Transformer based on a ragdoll that I had and I still think I have somewhere now most of the colors were actually black or gray but there were some other colors like the red and green I sort of improvise with some of the extra colors might change a few colors here or there at some point but I think she came out pretty good definitely looks like a hot mess which is what I was going for since ragdolls usually look like a hot mess themselves I was going to go with a different name but honestly I feel like Trailfire just kind of fits
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Oh fuck I just realised I'm totally picturing the Thunderwoof twins as Wendigoes, the common depiction of them as gaunt deer monsters, you know?
Except not as gaunt. And also robots. And a wolf's head instead of a deer skull.
I had wondered about that earlier today, yeah
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kengh0st · 9 months
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oct meets a kitty
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Well, I got one person that said yes to the previous post, and that's technically 100% of the vote, so here is the entire list, in alphabetical order, of the Terran Task Force, complete with their ID code. Put under the cut because. Obviously 😂
Which one is your favorite? I'm dying to know 😊 send me all of your thoughts cuz Primus knows I'll need help developing these bitties
Accelerator (A-1)
Ace (A-2)
Aero (A-3)
Alkaline (A-4)
Allele (A-5)
Ammunition (A-6)
Ampere (A-7)
Antiseptic (A-8)
Arrowhead (A-9)
Ashfall (A-10)
Atlas (A-11)
Atom (A-12)
Aurturius Maximus (A-13)
Axis (A-14)
Axon (A-15)
Backstab (B-1)
Backstrike (B-2)
Barrier (B-3)
Baseline (B-4)
Bastion (B-5)
Blazewing (B-6)
Blockade (B-7)
Bodybag (B-8)
Boombox (B-9)
Brainwash (B-10)
Breakcheck (B-11)
Breeze (B-12)
Broadcast (B-13)
Bullseye (B-14)
Catacomb (C-1)
Catalyst (C-2)
Chainsaw (C-3)
Chisel (C-4)
Cirrus (C-5)
Clearsky (C-6)
Clearwater (C-7)
Cliffclimber (C-8)
Clockwork (C-9)
Constellation (C-10)
Cremator (C-11)
Crossbow (C-12)
Crossflare (C-13)
Crypt (C-14)
Cutlass (C-15)
Cyclone (C-16)
Dart (D-1)
Daybreaker (D-2)
Debris (D-3)
Demo (D-4)
Detonator (D-5)
Double Dash (D-6)
Double Dutch (D-7)
Downburst (D-8)
Dropkick (D-9)
Earthquake (E-1)
Echolalia (E-2)
Echolocate (E-3)
Enigma (E-4)
Equation (E-5)
Figment (F-1)
Firefly (F-2)
Flamethrower (F-3)
Flashflood (F-4)
Flashfreeze (F-5)
Flourescence (F-6)
Fogbank (F-7)
Fragment (F-8)
Freelance (F-9)
Frostbyte (F-10)
Froststar (F-11)
Gadget (G-1)
Galaxy (G-2)
Gasket (G-3)
Gauge (G-4)
Galvanize (G-5)
Geocache (G-6)
Glaciate (G-7)
Glaive (G-8)
Goldstrike (G-9)
Greenbeam (G-10)
Gripper (G-11)
Hailstone (H-1)
Hailstorm (H-2)
Handsaw (H-3)
Hardcore (H-4)
Hazmat (H-5)
Hellraiser (H-6)
High Dive (H-7)
Highwire (H-8)
Horizon (H-9)
Hyperdrive (H-10)
Ice Storm (I-1)
Igneous (I-2)
Ignition (I-3)
Illusion (I-4)
Illusory (I-5)
Imager (I-6)
Imperius (I-7)
Iodine (I-8)
Jailbreak (J-1)
Javelin (J-2)
Jumpdrive (J-3)
Jumpstart (J-4)
Keynote (K-1)
Kinetic (K-2)
Killswitch (K-3)
Lacerate (L-1)
Latticework (L-2)
Levellor (L-3)
Lightning (L-4)
Lightspeed (L-5)
Lobotomy (L-6)
Lookout (L-7)
Mach-3 (M-1)
Mach-4 (M-2)
Mach-5 (M-3)
Magma (M-4)
Maze (M-5)
Microbe (M-6)
Mirror (M-7)
Mistcover (M-8)
Molotov (M-9)
Myriad (M-10)
Network (N-1)
Neurotoxin (N-2)
Nightbuster (N-3)
Nightfall (N-4)
Nightwatch (N-5)
Nimbus (N-6)
Nocturne (N-7)
Noisemaker (N-8)
Nucleus (N-9)
Oasis (O-1)
Operate (O-2)
Orbit (O-3)
Overboard (O-4)
Overcast (O-5)
Overflow (O-6)
Paladin (P-1)
Paradox (P-2)
Patchwork (P-3)
Pathfinder (P-4)
Pendulum (P-5)
Permafrost (P-6)
Petri Dish (P-7
Phalanx (P-8)
Phobia (P-9)
Pipette (P-10)
Pitfall (P-11)
Placebo (P-12)
Quantum (Q-1)
Quicksand (Q-2)
Quickshot (Q-3)
Radiowave (R-1)
Raindance (R-2)
Rainglow (R-3)
Ratio (R-4)
Resevoir (R-5)
Riptide (R-6)
Roundhouse (R-7)
Sabotage (S-1)
Scoria (S-2)
Serpentine (S-3)
Shatter (S-4)
Shuriken (S-5)
Silhouette (S-6)
Skyline (S-7)
Skyscape (S-8)
Skysplitter (S-9)
Snapshot (S-10)
Snowglow (S-11)
Snowshower (S-12)
Sonar (S-13)
Soundblaster (S-14)
Spectroscope (S-15)
Spectrum (S-16)
Spillover (S-17)
Spire (S-18)
Spritz (S-19)
Squall (S-20)
Static (S-21)
Storm Cell (S-22)
Storm Warning (S-23)
Stratus (S-24)
Stunt Double (S-25)
Subatomic (S-26)
Sunshower (S-27)
Sunwave (S-28)
Supercell (S-29)
Supernova (S-30)
Swiftwind (S-31)
Symmetry (S-32)
Synthwave (S-33)
Syringe (S-34)
Tarot (T-1)
Thunderstorm (T-2)
Tidbit (T-3)
Tornado (T-4)
Trailfire (T-5)
Traintrack (T-6)
Transfusion (T-7)
Tripwire (T-8)
Tsunami (T-9)
Twirl (T-10)
Ultrasound (U-1)
Ultraviolet (U-2)
Uprise (U-3)
Vaccine (V-1)
Vantage Point (V-2)
Vaportrail (V-3)
Vaporwave (V-4)
Vial (V-5)
Void (V-6)
Warpgate (W-1)
Washaway (W-2)
Weathervane (W-3)
Whiplash (W-4)
Whistlestop (W-5)
Whiteout (W-6)
Widget (W-7)
Windchime (W-8)
Windcutter (W-9)
Windfall (W-10)
Windspirit (W-11)
Workshop (W-12)
Xenolith (X-1)
Xylophone (X-2)
Yellowcard (Y-1)
Yellowjacket (Y-2)
Zigzag (Z-1)
Zipzap (Z-2)
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lcstandfound · 1 year
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STAFF TAGS!! ☄. *. ⋆
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kicksnscribs · 2 years
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Meh I’m bored and I have nothing else better to do so why not post old TF writings that are uncompleted lol
Notes on this for the printout i found:
Prowl is claustrophobic and has a shit memory for long term details. Doesn’t like to be caged or cornered as a result.
Prowl isn’t pleased with Pax’s involvement (this is set before the events of Patternisms but after Pax confronts the Senate. He (prowl) is sure to let’s his displeasure known through body language rather than words since the order did come from a superior officer.
There is wildlife and it wants to kill them so bad. Pax find this to be more of a threat than whatever “cursed object” they have been given by their connection. (All boys are OCs unless otherwise stated)
The object in question may or may not be cursed. No one will ever know. They do always seem to end up with a bad spot of luck each time they open it and pull it out of its case. Original concept was to base it off of the Dybbuk Box.
Syringe hounds (now GryndHounds) are a threat but are then confronted by a Crystal Drake. Thoughts on the supernatural powers of the object are once again called into question since Crystal Drakes are extremely rare due to their main source of food, the Ruststriders, are on the brink of extinction.
The two always feel as though there is a “poor connection of an EM field” constantly brushing up against them, causing 5em to feel incredibly uneasy and incredibly jumpy by the end of it all.
Prowl swears to Primus that something keeps whispering in his audial. Pax keeps getting false readings on his HUD.
What the FUCK is going ON???
Prowl practically tosses the damned thing away from him at the end of the mission, feeling soiled and possibly unable to recharge properly for the next few cycles.
Still doesn’t believe in the paranormal nonsense.
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Prowl and Pax go on an Adventure~*
“Cursed? Your telling me that we are traveling hundreds of miles across Cybertron to pick up and item that is supposedly…cursed?” Prowl couldn’t believe he was saying this. He had narrowed his optics to the point where Orion Pax’s bulky figure was starting to blur. His processor was unwilling to believe that this mission, given to them by Dai Atlas himself, would turn into nothing more than a silly little fetch-and-carry quest. And through one of Polyhex’s more structurally disastrous regions no less!
Being reduced to a simple errand mech wasn’t enough of a demotion to an officer of his rank, apparently. Now Orion Pax had to go and insult his intelligence by adding supernatural causes to the mix.
“That was the word of choice Trailfire used, yes.” Rumbled Orion Pax plainly, clearly not as bothered by this tidbit of information as he should be. As far as he was concerned, he was just interested in making small talk. Eager to cover up the horrid sounds coming from their dilapidated car as it sped towards Polyhex. More specifically to the drop off location that was described (in Orion Pax’s own words, mind you) as being “wonderful, accommodating, and lovely” Balefire Hill.
He was being horribly sarcastic Prowl noticed, his dermal plating squeezing tighter around his frame in a desperate attempt to avoid any possible physical contact with his temporary partner. He wasn’t sure he appreciated the poor attempt at humor or despised it. It was hard for him to properly gather his thoughts when his temporary partner had managed to scrunch him into the smallest corner of their pitifully small car due to Pax’s absolutely massive frame taking up damn near seventy five percent of it.
He didn’t like it. He didn’t like feeling…cornered.
And his anxiety wasn’t exactly eased at the thought of being dropped off so close to the southern borders of Polyhex, an area known for rolling blackouts and tendency for wildlife to run rampant in the streets in their attempts to seek shelter from the newer constant rust storms.
An unfortunate side effect living next to the Vents, he figured.
He had to face facts: this was officially The Worst Day Ever™️. Worse than the days when he was but a young cadet slugging along the sewers of Kaon in search of whatever flotsam had been mistakenly thrown out by some highpolish up in the High-Rises.
Worse than when he had to trek it out into the Wastelands after some syphonist who somehow managed to get lucky and make off with a veritable fortune in off world currency only to frag it all up and tumble down into the reaches of the Sonic Canyons, never to be seen again.
Worse than whatever the hell kind of music was playing through the car’s crackling speakers at the current moment…
He cast a dirty look upwards to the grimy ceiling where the offending sounds were emanating from. Surely, the only reason why it sounded so horrid was due to the fact that there was not one properly working speaker in the car to begin with. Once he had taken in all that he needed he dropped his gaze slowly downwards to examine the rest of the car properly and with disdain:
Outside of their car was the telltale calling card of the Sea of Rust: a swirling, coppery red was of dust that beat across the windows with no signs of giving up anytime soon, giving one the feeling of being submerged in what could only be the filthiest liquid possible. The seats were in a state of disrepair, and the many advertising bars that hung low above them were either busted and broken or were so faded that there was no possible way anyone could figure out what was being sold.
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I lost the rest of this sadly, but I liked the way it came out bc I was working on some personal canon stuff and this showcases some terminology.
The rest of the story involved them getting their hands on the object before a rolling blackout hits and they scramble to find a safe spot to ride out the rush of wildlife seeking shelter from the storms. Alongside a bunch of other supernatural nonsense that seems to be following them along the way.
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imdashingaway · 2 years
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His name is Trailfire:)
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