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lets-try-some-writing · 1 year

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hi hi i really enjoy your writings, and always look forward to what you post! i'd like to request a scenario where optimus crashes and is stranded on a random planet and has to revert back to his wild base coding to survive, the local creatures saw this feral cybertronian and decided yea this guy's one of us now.

What an excellent request! Time for some more feral Optimus! It has been far too long since I had the chance to write about him just being a wild little gremlin.

Not According to Plan

It wasn't exactly his plan to get sent spiraling off course on his way back to Cybertron, but then again, Optimus wasn't really expecting to be brought back to life and pitted against the Fallen either. There really wasn't much he could have done when his transport back to Cybertron got intercepted by rouge pirates, forcing him and all others on board to rush toward the escape pods as the ship's engine was damaged, threatening to explode. But considering his luck, he really should have known that something like a stray meteor hitting his pod was a viable possibility.

He was quickly sent hurtling away from Cybertron and toward a rather unassuming planet to the far end of Cybertronian space. All he could do was leave a signal trail and set up his beacon to give others a vague idea of where he had been sent careening off to. It only took him around a day and a half to crash land onto the surface of the planet. And another half a day to climb out of the wreckage, drag his beacon out into the open, and get a good look around.

It rapidly became obvious to Optimus that the world he had landed on was once a colony world from Cybertron's golden age. He could see the remnants of old Cybertronian inspired structures, abandoned mines, and of course after accidentally stepping on it... he could see the sad remains of a bot long dead, once infected by the rust plague. Upon learning this, it dawned on Optimus just how slagged his situation was. Even with a beacon and a signal trail leading directly to his location, next to no ship would dare come anywhere near. Planets like the one he had landed on had long since been written of as dead, quarantined, an unsuitable for habitation by most technologically advanced species. Unless a bot had a death wish, they wouldn't bother coming to his location, even if he was the Prime. At most they would sent a drone to pick up the Matrix from his corpse after his life signal puttered out.

While there was still a solid chance that one of his former team would take the risk anyway and come pick him up, Optimus could predict that even in that instance, help would still be a long way off. And so settling in for the long haul, Optimus got to work.

The first thing he did was shut off all nonessential systems. Everything from his high maintenance battle protocols to his extra sensors were shut off, leaving only his base systems in operation. His initial observations pointed to some energon being present, but with his huge frame, operating at optimal levels at all times was an excellent way to die of starvation. And so after shutting off his nonessential systems, Optimus went about tearing his pod apart, using what he could to construct a simple base. The end result was a small hovel, only just big enough for him to hide away from the elements in. It felt more like a cave than anything else, but Optimus made do, he had lived in worse conditions.

Once shelter was taken care of, Optimus spent the next several days running off his reserves, scouting for sources of energon and potential threats. He found a few energon deposits, but they were small, and likely would do nothing to keep Optimus alive with his bulky build. Thankfully threats for a mech of his size seemed to be near nonexistent, at least animal wise. But still he did not stray far from his shelter, worried that something would come and attack him, breaking the suffocating silence of the seemingly dead world. The territorial hazards were not nearly as bad as Cybertron, merely irritating. Huge dust storms and acid rain regularly scoured the landscape, often leading Optimus to sit it out wherever he could but ultimately being more of a pain than an actual threat to a warmachine like Optimus.

Time passed quickly on the near silent world filled with the corpses of the dead. The nearby energon deposits were exhausted within weeks, leading Optimus to abandon his shelter and instead take up a more nomadic lifestyle. His frame and his mentality also swiftly shifted to match his circumstances, the Matrix quieting its prodding as there was nothing for him to protect. And without the Matrix hounding him at all hours or a whole world to care for, Optimus was left with only his thoughts and instincts. By the time month four of his time on the dead world rolled around, Optimus had completely returned to his wild state. With no need for complex thought, morality, or anything else beyond the natural drive to survive, there was nothing stopping him from falling back into his previous state before his integration into society.

He looked completely wild. Without plentiful energon his frame slimmed down drastically, giving away most of his raw power for speed, endurance, stealth, and heightened sensory capabilities. His armor deteriorated with the constant abuse from the weather and lack of energon, becoming a dull gray largely matching the landscape. His traits normally kept dormant by the Matrix reemerged, fangs, claws, and more jagged armor growing in as time passed. Biolights also started to emerge on his frame, allowing him to have greater visibility on the dark world.

He travelled around the surface of the dead world, no thoughts beside his next meal and the desire for a pack occupying his processors... that was until around month six when he came across the first signs of intelligent life on the world. He found a small bot around double the size of a human with a nasty wound on its leg. To Optimus it looked like a sparkling, and with fatherly instincts and his desire for a pack being so strong he couldn't help but pick up the bot and take it with him on his travels. The bot was of course not pleased, flailing, screaming, and panicking in its native tongue for days as Optimus nursed it back to health and did his best to take care of it as he would a sparkling.

After around a week the bot calmed and seemed to sense that Optimus had no desire to hurt it, only to care for it. The bot and Optimus bonded over the course of a handful of weeks, the bot coming to see that despite Optimus's monstrous size, he was a gentle giant. And so with a great deal of effort on its part, the bot managed to convey to Optimus its desire to take him to another location. Optimus eventually understood, despite being feral, and was led deep into the cave systems beneath the world's surface. It was there that he was met with a whole tribe of bots much like the one he had taken in.

There were some difficulties after his initial arrival, but the bot managed to calm its fellow tribesman and prove that Optimus was no threat. And while the tribe had issues with the idea of feeding a mech of Optimus's size at first, after the bot proved that Optimus could hunt for himself, most other complained cleared up. As for the Prime, all he saw was even more parentless sparklings and so immediately came to see the tribe as part of his pack, and therefore under his protection. And soon enough a tender alliance was formed.

Optimus became a member of the tribe, serving as a powerful guardian and warding off the far larger animals living in the caves. He would hunt the huge worms that tunneled in the caves, bringing them back to the tribe who always celebrated and drained the energon from the creatures. He would travel across the surface with the bot he had originally rescued to collect old relics from the surface (Optimus would later come to learn that the bot he had rescued was a historian, hence its reason for being on the surface at all). Optimus would also help the tribe move things, like huge rocks and other obstructions from the tunnels to give the tribe access to places previously unavailable to them. And when not working, Optimus lay on the ground in the tribe's small village, playing with the sparklings who were barely the size of his digit. He loved to hum to the sparklings, allowing the rumble of his frame and the warmth of his spark to comfort them.

By the time Optimus had been stranded for a year on the deserted world, he had become a centerpiece in the tribe. He was their guardian, their protector, their gentle giant. And despite only operating on instinct, Optimus began to pick up the language of his adopted pack, learning that the name he had been given was [Star-sent-Savior}. He learned of the tribe's struggles with providing for themselves and collecting energon with so many creatures of the deep. He learned of the hardships they faced travelling across the surface to collect relics from their past, of which they knew little. And lastly he learned of how rare sparklings were due to how few managed to be collected from the hotspots on the surface before they died.

Despite not having the mental processing capability to understand the deeper meaning of anything said to him, Optimus could comprehend the basic idea. And as he went about making the lives of the tribesman easier, saving sparklings from the surface, retrieving relics, and hunting. He came to be heralded as a god-like entity, hence his name [Star-sent-Savior]. When all was said and done, the tribesman accepted him fully and carefully painted his armor in glittering shades of blue, weaving tales describing his heroics and making murals on his plating portraying his glory. The sparklings loved him and recharged against his side every night, leading Optimus to hum to them and curl around them as he would his own sparklings. The older tribesman made him a space in their village, carving out a den in one of the walls of the tunnels for him to rest in when the day was done. And the bot that Optimus rescued first came to him each day, reading to him and telling him of the history of its kind, leaning against him and speaking of all that came to mind. All the while Optimus listened quietly, only the low rumbling of his frame giving an indication of his state.

Two years after being stranded, a sign of help finally seemed to appear.

Bumblebee, his team, and Ratchet had arrived on the planet's surface in response to Optimus's total radio silence and beacon. They scoured the surface, following his life signal until they arrived at the entrance to the tunnels. They entered and followed the signal, expecting to find Optimus in stasis in some dark corner or hiding out near an energon deposit. They certainly didn't expect a very feral, very protective, and very angry Prime to be guarding a whole tribe numbering around a hundred small bots. And they most certainly were not prepared to be attacked on site, only for the Prime to stop after few attacks as he seemed to recognize them.

With Optimus refusing to separate from his tribe and the tribe refusing to let their guardian be taken from them, Bumblebee, his team, and Ratchet were left with quite a debacle. And so began to long process of returning Optimus to awareness in order to reason with him, all while attempting diplomacy with the tribe to figure out how they survived the rust plague.

#maccadam #transformers #transformers prime #optimus prime #feral optimus prime #optimus and his army of tiny tribesman #cue the shenanigans as optimus's tiny wards try their best to protect him for a change #imagine #a small army of bots just swarming around optimus with pointy spears

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transingthoseformers · 1 year

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I will Not Stand for bayverse Optimus Prime slander in this house not one bit.

That mech has all the signs of what I call "ugly PTSD" and he's most definitely not being treated for it and exactly nobody around him acknowledges it.

It's rather easy to see exactly why he gets more violent as the pentology goes on, because time and time again people are pushing his moral boundaries. More and more of his friends die, and he's gradually becoming more and more desensitized to death. Hell, he legitimately died for almost an entire movie and was resurrected in the middle of a major battle. The human government, which does at first present as a threat, afterwards consistently needles the autobots and makes it rather clear that "hey yeah we will betray you the very second we consider you not useful enough". And he goddamn tries to be at least polite to them, even in Darkside of the moon where they not only keep very important secrets for them but at the end decide to go on a full ass hunt. Most of the damage to the human cities is honestly because that's where the Decepticons decided to drag the autobots to, and something something purposeful choosing of battlefield because Megatron knew that would fuck with Optimus and that that's where he could cause the most damage. It's why in the real world military leaders choose to hit the most populated areas in enemy territory, because it's tearing into vital places. The great Cybertronian war we see in the bayverse films is a dirty and rough war that's clearly caused so much horrors on every front, and Optimus tries (and fails) to play damage control.

In the beginning of AoE? There's a reason that the instant he wakes up, he goes full fight mode because he can't run. He's absolutely fucking terrified that he'll die like his friends, and he's trapped in a very small space. Even as the movie progresses and he's become attached to these three humans, the other autobots we meet deride him for this because they have very good reason to mistrust the humans the same way they mistrusted the Decepticons. Hell, I'd argue he has less reason because of how we see the humans straight up torture and experiment on the Cybertronians they get a hold of. They quite literally bring back one of there greatest enemies and nearly end up destroying the whole planet with the cyberforming seed.

Nemesis Prime we see in the last knight? That shit was inevitable. He wasn't just manipulated by Quintessa or tortured by Quintessa. She straight up psychologically broke him down to his core and rebuilt him to her liking for her goal. Now being honest that last movie was fairly ehhhhh and the quest in it was pretty human based, but when we see Optimus broke out of his Nemesis persona I'd argue that he's not the same Optimus we see in the first movie, hell not even the same mech we saw in AoE. At the end of the movie, he has been through hell and back several times and just. Doesn't know what to do. The ending of that movie is messy as hell and leaves us on a major cliffhanger and the earth is irrevocably changed. But, just because he isn't Nemesis anymore doesn't mean he's magically fixed.

#transformers bayverse #bayverse Optimus #we protect him in this house because he needs SOMEONE to do that #riot rambles #i kinda absolutely hate it when people automatically assume ptsd is about flashbacks and Only flashbacks #it's all ''mental health awareness'' until it inconveniences them or scares them #is this where i mention I have unspecified trauma disorder #buddy needs some therapy and *we will not use needing therapy as an insult in this house and anyone who does that needs to LEAVE*#smh

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cuddly-asexual · 5 months

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LMK x Promare

Aight, been cooking this one up in my noggin' for a while and I'm honestly so surprised I haven't seen this yet??? But guys is a promare au not perfect for the traffic like trio???

Like we have Red Son, a burnish, part of group similar to the Mad Burnish. MK as a human in a group like Burning Rescue. And lastly the coolest part, Mei, starting out as a regular human and then her burnish flames manifesting and Red Son has to teach her how to control them. You know she's a quick learner tho and she masters them beautifully. They even have a mech and save the world together just like Lio and Galo!

The VIBE of Mei being a Mad Burnish btw?? Amazing, she'd fit right in with all their cool ass armor.

The Promare soundtrack works so well for them too aaaaaa. Just a quick vibe check:

Inferno - MK vibes baby, trails of fire leading him home 🥺, loving adventure and just full of tons of energy ready to go!

Ashes - Does this not make y'all think of Mei right when she gets the samadhi fire??? AAAA I love it. The "uncertain flame of hope" being maybe Red Son?

NEXUS - Absolutely a dragonfruit song. The, "So spend some time with me, I really like your company. We're not so different, flip the coin it doesn't matter. And if we don't survive, I'd rather die than live a lie." AOUGH good.

Gallant Ones - The trio all working together!!! That scene in season 3 when they're all in the mech together battling LBD, PERFECT FIT.

#lmk #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #promare #lmk dragonfruit #lmk chimera #lmk mk #lmk mei #lmk red son #that's me!

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laurarolla · 2 months

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Lost Planet is finished but not entirely uploaded yet, will be by tomorrow probably. Time for thoughts on it!

Overall, it was a nice, short campaign that had just enough variety for the length except the final stage but I'll get to that in a bit. Most levels took about 30 to 45 minutes and there were 11 missions. The game feels a bit awkward to play in terms of reticle speed and general weapon precision and lethality, and the tutorial really doesn't teach you all the important information, although thankfully each time you get in a new VS (the game's mechs), you get a control popup that tells you what it can do, excluding the VTX-40A since it plays exactly like the VTX-140 (that kinda round mech in the playlist picture). The grapple is awkward as it doesn't grab anything but walls, so you get launched straight up after grappling and have to land on the platform you want to land on, even if you want to grapple to a platform below you. The story is alright, with shades of Gundam, Dune, and Tekkaman Blade here and there, and I also have to wonder if some of the game's elements started as some kind of Bionic Commando project way, WAY early on and just had a few bits left over after completely changing to a mech piloting shooter.

The game's difficulty is my biggest complaint. I'm sure that on Hard mode it's probably more of an actual challenge, but the amount of times it felt like there was some tiny thing the game did to increase the difficulty were a bit hard to ignore. Taking away weapons and thermal energy between gameplay sections, throwing a few one hit kill hazards at you from unexpected places, and a couple missions where you have to win a fight with the limited health bar of your VS and die instantly if its defeated. None of these situations really hurt the game overall with one exception: the final level. In that stage, you are in control of the L-P-9999 aerial combat VS, starting with a max load of 9999 thermal energy and equipped with sword arms and a vulcan cannon that is really only good for shooting down missiles in the final battle. You have to get used to a new control scheme, quickly reach the final boss area (because your thermal energy clock is ticking), and then figure out, mostly through trial and error, how to actually fight the final boss. It took me quite a few tries to beat him and it didn't feel as much like I'd learned how to use the machine as it did that I finally learned when the safe windows to attack were. I got him with very little health left in no small part because I was fighting with the controls, which don't feel quite like anything I've ever used in a mech piloting game before, of which I have played many. I guess what I'm saying is that if you want a cool mecha air combat sword fight, go pick up Zone of the Enders The 2nd Runner: MARS on steam instead. That game's full of those exact experiences.

I'm glad I played through Lost Planet, as it feels like something that other creators have managed to perfect perhaps by learning some lessons about what felt awkward in this game. I do also own Lost Planet 3, so that might come up later on, but unfortunately Lost Planet 2 as well as the definitive edition of Lost Planet 1 are both trapped in Games for Windows Live purgatory for who knows how long.

To end on a particularly positive note, I like all the mechanical and creature design in this game. The mechs almost all immediately communicate their gimmick or general usefulness, and the Akrid are neat enemies to fight with great designs.

#backlog resolution #lost planet #lost planet extreme condition #video games #gaming #review

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