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fieriframes · 2 years
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[But the chemical transformation has taken place. Examine it closely. This is your tablespoon measuring system?]
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fierifiction · 2 years
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But the chemical transformation has taken place. Examine it closely. This is your tablespoon measuring system? You already have the chemical composition. Don't you? The problem is there's no way to do two different things at once. If you do one to make a different cup without doing it the other way, you are completely different.
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driftsart · 3 months
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A quick album redraw before working on homework :)
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lillified · 1 year
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my favorite album :)
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noodleblade · 2 months
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My friend, gimme ur thinks. I wanna know how you think Brainstorm would react if Percy actually flat out said he loves him.
He would explode.
No but for real, I think skepticism would overpower Brainstorm. There's a level of self-consciousness under all his egotism, and I like to think its quite vast. He'd be immediately in self-doubt, even if he knows rationally Perceptor isn't the type to lie, especially when its about his feelings. He can't help but think the worst and because he knows better than everyone, hearing anything different doesn't go over well.
Even if they've been in a relationship for years, there is still creeping self-doubt so being confronted with the blatant opposite would have him shrivel up. He'd deflect, he'd doubt, he may even run and hide because Perceptor certainly isn't going to allow Brainstorm to misinterpret him. Perceptor is nothing, if not clear, intentional and when he wants to be, persistent.
It's....a tense few days- maybe even a couple of weeks -before Brainstorm finally lets the information sink through the various layers of self-doubt.
After that, he's a mess. Giddy, impossibly annoying and smug, very smitten.
Then he realizes he'd acted like a complete dumbass for about a week and very uncool, unself-actualized, and like a complete loser in front of Perceptor.
And then he explodes.
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early sunsets over munroeville- mcr / book of werewolves - sabine baring-gould
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overlyspecificmcrmemes · 11 months
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mcr refused to do a song for twilight this they did a song for yo gaba gaba instead that what we should really be talking about more is the only hope for me is you being on the soundtrack for transformers: dark of the moon which is arguably the best of the three transformers movies shia lebouf was in the alien robots were on the moon you guys! they visited chernobyl!!
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autoacafiles · 27 days
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howgalling · 2 years
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a kisaroo. do i do worldbuilding in the descriptions of these posts, or make new posts, or use the tags. let me know lol
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teenagetrash00 · 11 days
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Made myself as a South Park character👀
I love this song sm(do I look cool?.. 😭)
@mattssluttywaist @cassiopeialunax
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In a transformers-to-humans au:
The rescue bots didn't have time to flinch before the relic activated.
Heatwave came back to consciousness to Dani putting stitches in the neck of a screaming and wriggling nine year old, the painkillers clearly working a little too well on the struggling boy.
"Kid! Kid, stop, you are going to drown in your own blood if you don't stop moving. Dad, help me. Kade, check on the bots."
Kade offered Heatwave- a hand? And he took it, noting his now brown skin. Brown was the wrong word for it, but all he could think of to describe it was food names, and that wouldn't go over well with the audience of this fic. Anyway, Heatwave was now Hispanic with salt and pepper hair, and Blades is an aged up version of his canon holoform. Please don't murder the author over the character descriptions. He's the color of boiled chicken and can't describe a human being to save his life.
Chase was white with black hair and blue eyes, and Boulder was also white with grayish brown hair and a big smile. There, all the information you need, now let's move back to the boy vomiting up blood all over Dani.
Surprise, the boy had, in fact, started vomiting up blood that he had previously swallowed. He had also started to claw at Charlie, who was pinning him to Blades's stretcher so the gash in his neck could be sutured and stitched shut. On Charlie's orders, Graham removed a sedative from Dani's medical bag and handed it to her. She stepped back from the stretcher, measured out a low dose, and injected it into the boy's thigh.
After a few more seconds of thrashing, the boy relaxed, and Charlie stepped away from the stretcher and helped Kade with the transformed Rescue Bots. Miraculously, the vehicle modes were separated from the new humans, and the former Bots were all unharmed but confused.
Luckily, the town was cued into the alien thing, so this fic won't be a nightmare to write.
Blades, who were the last to wake up, rushed to Dani's side. "Dani, what can we do?"
"The laceration missed all major arteries but shredded the vocal chords. As much as I hate using chemical restraints, having dad help me was making him even more distressed, and his vitals were already not great. He's stable now, and you can keep an eye on him while I fly the helicopter back to the mainland." Dani had gotten the stretcher into the helicopter while she was talking, getting into the pilot's seat.
A very tired sounding Optimus redirected Dani to a military base near the Canadian border. There, she wasn't surprised to see Ratchet's alt mode and a grumpy human that looked exactly as you would expect a humanized Ratchet to look like.
An old white man with red glasses and graying ginger hair, with a five year old white boy that was dressed as if he had stepped away from a NASCAR pit crew, minus the dirt and stains, clinging to his lab coat. Ratchet had track marks in his elbows, a leftover from his brief experiments with Syth-en. Smokescreen was shaking, a very patient June crouched next to him, trying to convince him to let Ratchet go.
Ultra Magnus had none of it, the man pulling him away with a yank on his shoulder. His military general dress uniform was impeccably clean, though Miko wiped her sticky, powder sugar-coated hands on the tail of his jacket before handing Smokescreen a jelly glazed one. Apparently, they had stopped for Dunkin Donuts.
Ultra Magnus ran a hand through his short black hair, bemoaning Smokescreen's longer cut. They could have easily passed for father and son, and now that the author thinks about it, Chase looked a lot like Magnus too...
That's besides the point, Bumblebee is nine and was puking blood ten minutes ago.
Optimus picked the former bot now identified as Bumblebee up and carried him into Unit E's military hospital, careful to make sure that Bee's head was angled in a way that he wouldn't choke if more blood came up.
The doctors confirmed Dani's theory, and besides a neck brace and some pain medication, there was nothing they could do to repair the boy's vocal chords.
Bee woke up in a hastily thrown together bedroom, Optimus waking up at the sound of Bee's strained gurgle, pink tinged drool trailing down his neck. Optimus wiped it away and sat him up, where he threw up nothing but bile. June came in with some water and rubbed Bumblebee's back while he drank in small sips. Luckily, he kept it down well enough to try some food from June's bag, which he gobbled down eagerly with his medicine.
"The Decepticons are human too." Optimus said. "I am shipping out tonight with some Marines to kill him. If I want to keep him and Smokescreen in our care, I have to go. Bee, hopefully I will see you in two weeks. If not, Fowler will help to get you and Smokescreen into good foster homes." Bumblebee reached for a hug, and Optimus wrapped him in one, pulling the hood over his cleaned and returned cat-eared yellow hoodie. Bee smiled, and June pulled out two somethings she had picked up for him when she went shopping for Smokescreen and Bee.
Bee snatched the Minecraft bee plush as if he was afraid June would take it back, burying his face in the soft plush, a goofy smile on his face.
"And, I have something else too. I was talking with some of the medical staff, and we decided that this might be the best option for the time being." June pulled out a tablet in a blue case. "Bee, this tablet has a special software package called an AAC. Through it, it has thousands of words programed into it that you can use to speak without speaking. Of course, if you want to learn and use sign language, that is completely up to you, and we can arrange that. But, for now, this might make communication easier if you are up to using it. It's also a normal cheap kids tablet, so if you decide you don't like it, I can take the software off, and you can use it like an iPad."
"Yes. Want. Will learn. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Crap. Vagina. Stomach. " Clearly, Bumblebee liked it.
"June, why the swear words and organs?" Optimus asked.
"The software isn't able to be age locked, and it's not like Bumblebee doesn't know what those words mean."
"Yeah, you're right." Optimus got up and left to get packed up to ship out to the downed Nemesis.
Spoiler alert, assassinations are a lot easier when sniper rifles are an option. The war was over in literally three gunshots. Optimus had a laugh over Predaking being turned into a Great Dane wearing a harness with foam butterfly wings. He fell asleep on Optimus's feet on the way back to base, the Burns being gifted a very big lapdog.
Fowler arranged for the purchase of a big old house on Griffin Rock for Ratchet, Optimus, and Bumblebee, who were very happy to live out their old gay couple and adopted son dreams on an island where nobody even batted an eye at them.
Chase took in Smokescreen and Strongarm, who oddly enough was fifteen, a seventeen year old Sideswipe staying with a forty year old Grimlock at the junkyard.
Ultra Magnus joined the military as a strategist, Wheeljack as a ballistics expert.
Breakdown and Knockout opened a luxury auto body shop.
Arachnid, unsurprisingly, continued being a horrifying serial killer and is still at large to this day, though she is buried behind Knockout's auto body shop after she tried to kill Breakdown yet again.
Also, Knockout did give Arcee Arachnid's skull and hands as trophies, but if anyone asks, Optimus definitely doesn't know about it and certainly doesn't have Megatron's brain in a jar in his closet.
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dragonomatopoeia · 6 months
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sometimes i see posts where i think That Doesn't Sound Right But I Don't Know Enough About Neurobiology to Dispute It
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snobgoblin · 2 years
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mom the eggheads are arguing about robots again
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honestlyvan · 9 months
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Do you have any headcanons on the effects of energon on human physiology? E.g. prolonged exposure (just being around it), skin contact, fumes, etc. I'm torn between the idea of making it like gasoline/petrol/bleach (with fumes and whatnot) vs making it more "safe", more like an oil (probably causes dryness/irritation/etc. in long term, but if you drop a bit on you, it won't kill you)
Not a lot, I'm not really a hard scifi person and chemistry has always been my rock-bottom subject, so it's not something I can easily arrange in my head. Energon also behaves differently based on continuity, the only consistency being an indistinct "chemical" wrt how it affects carbon-based life forms, which.. like, it's classic macguffin writing, and I don't know enough about the exact processes to be able to unpack it >_>);
In Aligned, especially, I tend to just treat Energon as liquid magic. Like, it's a protoconscious material that came from a giant god machine, it's got its own phases both in the physical and in the sense that it's not just a fuel, it's also an energy-carrying medium that can be charged and depleted. I remember discussing this with one of my physicist friends and kinda just coming to the conclusion that it's exotic matter similar to eezo in Mass Effect, but that doesn't really bring us any closer to figuring out its effects on humans.
So, hat-pulling it is. Personally I treat it like reverse mercury in that the fumes it produces are largely just ionised atmospheric gases, so it's not too too terribly dangerous to just... be around, but it's very reactive with carbon so touching it and especially ingesting it can be very bad for you... in some forms. I'm of the mind that pure SynthEn is basically inert in the human body, and that even regular SynthEn is less harmful to humans than both regular and Dark Energon -- like, it'll poison you, but you won't die. It's the kind of thing that is treatable with activated charcoal, whereas taking activated charcoal when poisoned with regular Energon is absolutely the worst possible thing you could do. Luckily Energon loves binding to silicon, so all is not lost.
Also I kind of prefer to write Energon as caustic, and having a lot of the same symptoms as alkali poisoning just because that's a little more interesting to me than making it like crude oil. If I was writing Animated, I would probably make it far more oil-like, though, just because I feel like that's the way the worldbuilding pulls in that continuity.
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bymyblackhand · 2 months
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i too fucking love the pamphlet idea though honest to goodness
Because I'm imagining it's so much like the tfe pamphlets, but it's just little bright colors and cartoony badges talking about serious bloody tragedies, and isn't that just so fucking crazy fun.
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