#Crosscut

[transformers-mosaic]

Transformers: Mosaic #503 - "Home Is Where The Laser Core Is"

Originally posted on June 16th, 2010

Story - Juan Pablo Osorio Art - Oscar Choquecota Letters - Franco Villa Edits - Zac DeBoard Diaclone designs - Benjamin Galley

deviantART | Seibertron | TFW2005 | BotTalk

Later revised and annotated for Transformers: The Lost Seasons

wada sez: The first of three strips written to bring a Transformers Animated character into Sunbow continuity; I've bumped up the other two, which were originally posted not long after, for a better reading experience. Bulkhead’s group here has a mixture of origins, as explained in the comments on deviantART, but includes a couple of Diaclone bots, who were slightly redesigned by Galley for the sake of variety. The blue bot is actually a Brazilian character, Camaro, who was renamed "Sprint" after Windcharger's preliminary name. In the final panel, the bots present are the main cast of Animated, and to cement the homage Ratchet is seen fixing his forehead chevron, a cheeky reference inserted by Choquecota. Bulkhead’s original design was done by Choquecota, and Osorio wrote the whole story based on it; later, Osorio would create a separate character model for Bulkhead along similar lines for The Lost Seasons, which was widely shared online and seems very likely to have inspired the later official release of the G1-style Legacy Bulkhead. See below for all of this relevant artwork.

#Transformers #Transformers Mosaic #Maccadam #Sunbow Transformers #Transformers: The Lost Seasons #Juan Pablo Osorio #Oscar Choquecota #Franco Villa #Zac DeBoard #Benjamin Galley #Bulkhead #Deep Cover #Blurr #Arcee #Hot Rod #Tigertrack #Sky Lynx #Bumblebee #Crosscut #Rad #Ratchet #Optimus Prime #Prowl #Camaro

[flyboytracy]

the floor is lava

#Thunderbirds Are Go #Scott Tracy #Crosscut

[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector,

Hello! It's a simple question but I wanted to ask- can two forged Cybertronians come out looking the same, or will they each be unique?

Dear Fraternal Forger,

Certainly. We can look to the examples of Crosscut and Skids, Hoist and Trailcutter, Dominus and Minimus Ambus, Bumblebee and Cliffjumper, or Ratchet and Ironhide. It's one of the many ways Cybertronians can count others as their siblings.

#ask vector prime #transformers #maccadam #idw transformers #forged #crosscut #skids #hoist #trailcutter #dominus ambus #minimus ambus #bumblebee #cliffjumper #ratchet #ironhide

[transingthoseformers]

Also, Megatron has gotten involved in a new art scene that is exploding under the new government with poetry and essays and plays.

He and Crosscut and a few other more lit focused Cybertronians get together. He ends up dealing with the Camiens a lot as the more "artistic" representative, and they are all interested. This is how he meets Nautica and some of the other Sorority members.

Megatron kind of collects Camien "ducklings". Starscream teases him about this but since he has adopted baby Windblade he has no room to comment. They are working on swordfighting together.

Yessssssss ohh that's gotta be so fun

It's a Renaissance sort of situation isn't it

Oooo, yes yes

Awww! yESS!

#maccadam #transformers #idw windblade #idw starscream #mtmte megatron #mtmte nautica #crosscut #a glitch in the matrix #a little glitched #megastar #kinda

[thelastgherkin]

LEGACY EVOLUTION Deluxe Crosscut

More like this:

Thrilling 30 Deluxe Class Crosscut

Legacy: Velocitron Speedia 500 Collection Deluxe Class Diaclone Universe Burn Out

Kingdom Deluxe Class Road Rage

#Transformers #Legacy Evolution #Crosscut #Diaclone #Road Rage #Burn Out #Skids #Crankcase

[groovygladiatorsheep]

Crosscut, my Classic x Cross child !! He went through a small redesign-

Credits :

Classic (Sans) belongs to Tobi Fox

Cross belongs to Jakei !

Info :

- Simple child, tend to tell everything that goes through his head with a straight face

- Will never tell what’s in his bag

Original design : ( old drawing )

#mdraw #ship child #fanchild #Crosscut #classic x cross #cross x Classic #cross sans #classic sans #a very old child #one of my first I think- #sans undertale #ref

[dustbunny105]

Title: Bodyguard Moment Fandom: Transformers IDW2 Ship: Road Rage/Nautica, Crosscut/Nautica, others/Nautica (all one-sided) Word Count: 1500 Rating: PG Summary: Pre-series. Road Rage wakes up in a medical bay after saving Nautica but what is she forgetting... A/N: For Femslash February and for the @fembot-prompts prompt “Yours is a body I'd like to guard.”

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Road Rage came sluggishly online, processor seeming to creep closer to redline the closer she crept to consciousness. She activated her audial suite first and found herself relaxing at the reassuring sound of a medical bay. Next came motor control and her body eased as her mind had-- which brought her nervecircuits screaming awake in response to new wires and fresh welds being pulled in ways they shouldn't so suddenly be. Her optics flickered on and her processor really did feel ready to overheat as she tried to interpret all of the input at once, at the same time as she tried to process the alerts popping up on her HUD and to realign her frame too. When she was finally able to make sense of what she was seeing, she recognized Crosscut peering down at her, exasperated but not unkind.

"Do I not pay you enough?" asked Crosscut.

"You're asking me that now?" Road Rage grunted and grit her dentae at the grinding noises that accompanied her attempt to sit up.

Crosscut put a staying hand on her shoulder. Then, sounding far more amused than seemed appropriate in the moment, at least in Road Rage's opinion, he said, "I don't see how you can blame me for that when you're the one who ran off looking for new job opportunities in the middle of a fire fight."

Road Rage squinted at him and kept squinting at him while he did her the courtesy of adjusting the medical slab so she wasn't flat on her back. Her processor hadn't actually redlined, had it? She'd have gotten an alert first, probably, and she was awake and aware enough to have recognized one…

"What are you talking about?" she asked, half her attention on him and half on acknowledging and dismissing the slew of popups still blinking for attention on her HUD. Some of her short-term memory was corrupted and she winced as her processor warmed yet again at her attempts to sift through what remained. "When the summit was attacked-- yes, when the summit was attacked, I did my bodyguard thing and got you to safety. I was right behind you. Then…"

Then what? With another grunt, Road Rage poked more insistently at her memory banks. Crosscut was saying something, probably telling her to take it easy, but a new fragment of a memory file finally came up clear. It was a sudden, striking fear and she had to flex one hand, feel the pull of fresh welds, to remind herself that whatever had caused the feeling was done and over with. Then her overtaxed processor recovered another piece of the same memory-- the cause of the fear. Road Rage almost didn't realize what it was, it was in such a tangle with the feeling itself.

It was a scream.

She was doubled over before she realized she'd tried to move, before she'd even realized where she knew that voice from. Crosscut was speaking again, rapid and insistent, but he was drowned out this time by a flood of feedback she only slowly realized was coming out of her. Warnings flashed, so many and so insistent, that she couldn't make sense of her visual input past them. There was a second set of hands on her, unfamiliar, and she would've fought back if she could've remembered how. This was no time to be still. She had to get to-- to--

"Oh, thank goodness," she could hear Crosscut saying. "Just-- talk to her, would you? Tell her you're alright. Let her hear your voice."

"She wasn't supposed to be trying to recover short-term memory yet," said an unfamiliar voice to match the unfamiliar hands.

"Um," said a third voice, one that dismissed a solid third of the warnings and let Road Rage start to relax again. "Hello again, Road Rage. I'm okay, we're okay. We're in medical now. Here--"

Another hand, more familiar than Road Rage thought it should be, wrapped around one of her own and squeezed. The rest of the warnings were dismissed one by one from her HUD and this time it was Nautica's uncertain smile she found waiting for her.

"Hi," said Nautica. Her antenna was twitching with her nerves but she followed when Road Rage was eased back against the slab and then still when the attending medic readjusted it so that she was lying down flat again. Her fingers twitched, too, against Road Rage's, like she wanted to offer comfort but wasn't sure. "Are you alright now?"

"Are you? Really?" asked Road Rage. She cast a critical look over Nautica and didn't see any damage but an impression left on her spark, the ghost of a corrupted memory, made her doubt it. "We were… I…"

She pressed her free hand to her forehead as her processor protested. The medic, not someone she recognized right away, said, "Stop before you burn out your entire brain module. You need to give your processor a chance to do its own maintenance before you go picking at traumatizing memories."

"You did take a lot of damage," said Nautica. Her fingers twitched again, this time in small circles, and her optics took on a pale cast. "I'm pretty sure you took all of it, actually. Thanks for that, by the way." She quirked another smile, more certain but still awkward. "It looks good on your resume, if that helps."

Road Rage had barely begun trying to process that when the medic scolded, "Stop that."

Nautica squeezed her hand and pulled away, leaving Road Rage feeling cold. She shuffled a moment in place, then said, "Well! I'll let you rest up and recover what you can. Thank you again, for what you did for me. If--" she shot a glance at the medic, "I don't want to stress you out too much with reminders but you'll know what I mean when, if, it comes back to you. If you really meant it, consider the position yours." She cut a look at Crosscut this time. "I guess you'll need to discuss--" the medic synthesized a cough-- "right. Well. I'm glad you're alright."

She scurried out looking like she was on the last bar of her social battery. The medic, after a curt instruction to rest, went out after her. Road Rage, lost, looked over at Crosscut. She opened her mouth to ask for even a hint as to what was going on but cut herself off with a hiss as another memory file fragment, this one fuzzy with corruption, played out in her processor.

A cramped, closed space, a chorus of explosions right outside the door. A puddle of energon growing beneath her, sparking wires that really should've been inside her helm and her chassis and the right arm that was missing. A gun clutched tight in her other hand, override after override keeping her conscious.

Nautica's terrified face. Nautica's lips moving but all Road Rage could hear was static-- until one little snippet got through, or maybe that was all that was left in Road Rage's memory banks.

"-- Road Rage, right? Crosscut's bodyguard?"

Of all the memories that could've escaped corruption was the memory of what Road Rage had said in return. In her mind's eye, Nautica's face came into stark focus. Then came the words, rough with static but still, somehow, so very clear, "Yours is a body I'd like to guard."

Road Rage blinked back to the present with her fans running on a high setting and her poor processor still struggling on the edge of overheating.

"Came back to you, did it?" Crosscut asked.

She turned to look at him, engine letting out a sputter and then a long whine. She wished what he'd said earlier-- what Nautica had said earlier-- didn't make so much sense when she factored in the possibility that Nautica had told him about that conversation-- or at least how Nautica had interpreted it. Any hope she might have had, though, that he didn't know or at least didn't understand what she had meant in the moment was vanquished by the look he was giving her.

Part amusement, part pity, all understanding.

They were silent for a long moment. Road Rage's sincere desire to fall suddenly, tragically offline did not come to pass, which seemed more unfair the more she thought about how touchy her condition obviously was.

"Well," said Crosscut, "I don't imagine it will be too much trouble to have you transferred, if that's what you really want."

A moment passed before Road Rage realized the way his optical ridges rose was because she was nodding. He huffed another laugh at her, still not unkind. Then he patted her on the shoulder and repeated the medic's instruction to rest.

"I'll get it taken care of," he assured her on his way out. He paused at the door and gave her that same understanding look over his shoulder. "For what it's worth-- I wish you better luck than the rest of us have had."

#femslash feburary #transformers #idw2 #road rage #nautica #crosscut #road rage/nautica #crosscut/nautica #my writing

[toyboxcomix]

Random Old Comic: Combiner Wars Finale https://www.toyboxcomix.com/2017/05/21/combiner-wars-finale/ Combiner Wars Finale

#crosscut #hotrod #metroplex #rodimus #starscream #windblade

[backup-datatrax]

#idw1 #last stand of the wreckers #impactor #macabre #whirl #fang #earthquake #crosscut #tornado #roadbuster

[prime-wars]

going thru a phase rn where i become mildly obsessed with a random nobody character and create an entire au in my head centered around them... learned thru a tf iceberg video i watched with my friends that theres a tf named crosscut who can store all of his "data and memories" (not sure what data is if not memories - maybe baseline personality components?) inside of a actual literal scooter. like its a drone that is just also a scooter.

anyways as we were watching i was like whyyy does that name sound SO familiar to me so i looked him up and turns out he was in mtmte! he's the playwright whose opening night gets interrupted by djd murderfest on the duplicate lost light. this guy vv

[image id: a screenshot from dark cybertron, showing blurr and crosscut in conversation. /end id]

(putting the rest of this under a readmore cuz its probably gonna be long as hell)

so THEN i got to thinking and like. i know that they probably were just like ok yea the scooter's fucking stupid and so they just put him in mtmte without his little scooter buddy but what if. What If They Hadnt.

what if there was One Guy on the lost light who, over the course of the war, had gotten into the habit of backing up every single one of his memories into a drone that he carried with him everywhere he went. maybe it's a bad habit, depending on who you ask, but it's a habit that's hard to break, and one that he decides to keep up with after the end of the war. just in case. people might look at him weird for it, since he performs mnemosurgery on himself regulary (and i do think it's some form of mnemosurgery; he's dumping huge amounts of his own memories straight from his processor into a drone, that's gotta be some kind of mnemosurgery technique (and who knows, maybe the "data" that he's storing on clutch (the scooter, the scooter has a name its named clutch) is emotional data, tied together with his memories, so when he goes back and looks thru clutch's archives he can feel exactly what he was feeling in each memory, or maybe it's just notes he keeps for himself to add additional context to individual memories - but im getting sidetracked)) but he's done it for so long he's not stopping now. after all, you never know when you might need it.

and then you get to getaway.

[image id: a screenshot from more than meets the eye issue #50, depicting getaway's mutineers. crosscut stands in the background. /end id]

maybe crosscut only checks clutch's archives once every couple years, or maybe he likes sifting through his old memories and indulges himself often. who knows, we know next to nothing about him. but what if, a couple months into getaway's mutiny, after sunder's already altered all of the crew's memories, he decides to take a peek. maybe it's on a whim, just a gut instinct that he's learned better than to ignore. maybe he decided to entertain himself with happier memories for a night. either way, he opens up clutch's databanks and discovers Everything.

he'd still been dumping his memories into clutch after sunder's manipulation; he has memories of remembering rodimus and megatron and everyone else leaving the lost light voluntarily, but that memory itself is nowhere to be found. instead, there's getaway, and his plan to turn megatron over to the galactic council, and his stranding of rodimus and the rest of the "rodsquad" on necroworld, and his promises that they would remain safe and unharmed. promises that are sounding much emptier, with the hollowed out memory of rodimus and the crew's departure months earlier rattling around in his head.

idk where it would go from there. maybe when first aid and mirage and everyone return to the lost light crosscut is there to warn them of getaway's treachery ahead of time, and they manage to escape the lost light before getaway can get to them. idk. im just losing my mind a little bit thinking about this.

#undefined.txt #ignore me im totally fine im fine #praying to god i have the energy one day to actually do something with this... #i go a little crazy 👌 #idw #mtmte #meta #crosscut #also i havent read mtmte or ll in a year and a half if i got any info or timeline stuff abt getaway's mutiny wrong no i didnt

[autobotsandjoestars]

#transformers #fire emblem #my hero academia #metroid #miss kobayashi's dragon maid #fairy tail #love live #jojo's bizarre adventure #baoh the visitor #xenoblade chronicles #straxus #goshooter #devcon #doublecross #nautica #smokescreen #rapido #carzap #decepticharge #crosscut #pyra magna #nemesis #ochako urakara #samus aran #tohru #juvia lockser #umi sonoda #yasuho hirose #midler #rex and pyra

[transformers-mosaic]

Transformers: Mosaic #538 - "Lament"

Originally posted on September 3rd, 2010

Story, Script, Letters - Seb Script - HdE Art - Roy Stiffey

deviantART | Seibertron | TFW2005 | BotTalk

wada sez: This Crosscut spotlight is absolutely the funniest Mosaic I've read in ages. On deviantART, Seb said: “Well, my dictionary defines 'soliloquy' as "the act of a character speaking to himself so as to reveal his thought to the audience" (whereas 'colloquy' would be a regular conversation between 2 parties). Technically, Crosscut doesn't 'speak' here, which makes this a 'monologue' instead of 'soliloquy', but since the piece is all about big words, the latter one sounds way more 'literate' ;p”. HdE added: “With LAST STAND OF THE WRECKERS, Roche and Roberts gave us the horrors of war, musings on insanity, sacrifice, betrayal and a huge helping of death and destruction. With LAMENT, Seb and HdE give their audience... big words. And waffle. Lots of waffle. Mmm... waffles... [...] Our intention here was to put Crosscut over as being far-too-verbose and serious for his own good. But hopefully, you can still feel a pang of pity for him at the end.” See below for a mirrored version of Seb’s full commentary for the strip, originally shared to his own deviantART account, along with clean colors and even an Italian translation.

Now to explain the not-so-pure motivation behind this piece, sigh.... :) Mainly, there are two reasons:

1) I was always amazed (not always positively) by how TF fandom takes pride in (sometimes even competitive) knowledge of insanely obscure trivia, situations and characters from within the franchise. In 25+ years, said franchise has accumulated an insane number of somethings than can, depending on the case in question, be labeled as a character, "character", pitiful excuse for a "character", and pitiful excuse for a word "character". No matter, for as long as someone is "official" (appeared in some officially sanctioned part of the franchise), poor he/she/it "deserves some love", regardless of the fact that 2 minutes of someone's mental effort can result in a MUCH better "character".

This is only partly "derogatory", for I myself indulge in such things. I'm poking fun at myself as well. :D

Now, I knew this had to be pulled of with a Mosaic starring Crosscut - a (let's face it) pitiful excuse for a word "character" who appeared only on 2 panels of a Marvel TF issue from '86, the first one depicting him in a glow of energy while testing the Space bridge, the second one depicting him explode into pieces due to Bridge's faulty fuel line....but one thing had set him apart from all the others "hi-then-die" guys - he was NAMED.

So, the idea was giving that sorry li'l dude a back-story most profound, not knowing what it'll be. And it waited....

2) I had a discussion with HdE about overly serious and over-the-top writing bursting with pathos that can be seen in writing in general, and how a whole lotta NOTHING can be disguised with big, dramatic words. The talk (d)evolved into a hilarious exchange of pretentious and verbose pseudo-poetic ramblings, and thus the idea of Crosscut the Poet was born!

I compiled that pompous mumbo-jumbo, adapted it for the situation, added quite an amount of equally verbose pretentious fillers, distributed it among the panels and sent the draft to HdE. He Shakespeare-ized the ramblings even further (which I didn't think was possible, but it was!), added several additional juicy passages, and VOILA!

All the script needed was master Roy to bring this fragile beauty and innocent vulnerability to life! :)

...and here it is - a blank slate given the deepest depth imaginable. ;)

#Transformers #Transformers Mosaic #Maccadam #Marvel Transformers #Seb #HdE #Roy Stiffey #wada recs #Crosscut #Straxus

[flyboytracy]

#Thunderbirds Are Go #Scott Tracy #Crosscut

[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector Prime, what can you tell us about the transmorphers? Why was a freeway named after them? Thanks always for your time!

Dear Freeway Fond,

Oh, I see how you might have gotten mixed up. The region of Cybertron colloquially referred to as the Badlands is more properly called the “Morpher Flats”, after the relatively-high levels of tectonic activity in the area. Periodically, the landscape would undergo a transformation, plates rearranging themselves into a new configuration. The area was kept barren by this occasional process, and for a long time it was believed that large structures could not be built there. Politicians would avoid using the term “Badlands” in their rhetoric, but otherwise treated the region as an inconvenience inhabited by undesirables—best served as a dumping ground for the rest of the planet, somewhere trash and scrap would eventually vanish out-of-sight, swallowed up by the ground. When Cybertronian technology advanced to the point that a highway could be built through the region, elevated on state-of-the-art self-stabilizing foundations, it was promised that this would bring much-needed economic growth to the area—but after the road was completed, the small population of the area saw little benefit, aside from the permanent shelter afforded by the underside of the gleaming structure. So you see, the name “Transmorpher Freeway” is rather utilitarian, much as you might refer to a transcontinental highway on Earth—but this unassuming landmark, which many Cybertronians traverse each day without a second thought, hides a long history of governmental neglect.

Although, come to think of it, I know of a different Cybertron that once had a Transmorpher Freeway named not for a region, but for an individual. Senator Transmorpher was the prominent rival of popular bot-of-the-people Crosscut, and the two often clashed in the senate. Crosscut had secured funding for a radical public-works project, to build a much-needed Pancontinental Expressway connecting several key cities. Seeing an opportunity, Transmorpher cited laws of equity to demand that several other Torus States be given identical funding for the construction of a road—despite those Torus States having much smaller populations with little need for a superhighway, particularly as it would necessitate the demolition of certain cities along the planned route. Nonetheless, the proposal went through, and Transmorpher named the resulting road after himself. It saw little use, and failed to receive the ongoing funding it needed, quickly falling into disrepair.

When Crosscut left the senate to join the Autobots, Transmorpher immediately signed up to the Decepticons—which many viewed as hypocritical, as his voting record had previously sided against the movement at every opportunity. However, Transmorpher’s knack for securing resources was welcomed by the Decepticons, and he soon found himself in a comfortable position within the faction’s bureaucracy. There he stayed for most of the war, surviving against the odds. He would suggest new strategies, which unbeknownst to the rest of the Decepticons, were actually copied directly from Crosscut’s latest tactics with the Autobots. Still, he found some measure of success with them—if less than Crosscut had.

When Transmorpher caught wind of the fact that Crosscut was moving on to a career as a playwright, he immediately followed suit. Unfortunately for the world of theater, Transmorpher didn't have an artistic strut in his chassis. His plays were obviously derivative, blatant attempts to cash in on Crosscut's success—his most infamous works including My Trowel, Your Head and Creeping Information.

#ask vector prime #transformers #maccadam #generation 1 cartoon #wings universe #idw transformers #badlands #transmorpher #transmorpher freeway #crosscut #pancontinental expressway #torus states #milleniaantares

[tfwarfareincorrectquotes]

Crosscut: Uh-oh.

Road Rage: What?

Crosscut: Somebody's in love.

Road Rage: Pfft, please. I just respect Nautica as a friend. It's not like I lay in berth at night thinking about her.

*Later That Night*

Road Rage:

Road Rage: Oh no.

#transformers #maccadam #transformers warfare #transformers au #incorrect quotes #crosscut #road rage #nautica #road rage/nautica

[subterraneanwatcher]

#crosscut #spit the fire #nu metal #german nu metal #formative teenage years music