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lets-try-some-writing · 6 months

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Your pretender au is probably one of my favorites. You are an excellent writer but I have to ask. Ratchet is a good medic. Does he ever notice?

Would Optimus ever have to replace Ratchet with something pretending to be him? Can other bots be replaced like Orion was?

If that wasn’t your intention with the story I’m sorry it just gives such a good horror vibe of this secondary eldritch race replacing them or maybe it’s Primus’s next stage in evolution or maybe it’s unicron infiltrating.

Also just as a bonus, how would the humans react if pretender Optimus and Bee were finally revealed while on earth?

I gotchu buddy. I will forever expand on my precious pretender au. And don’t you worry, this was 100000% my intention with this AU. I will need to get to your last little question in another post, but don’t worry, it's all coming together o(^▽^)o

Previous part here.

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Ratchet knew the moment the supposed Prime arrived that he was not Orion Pax. He had been one of Orion’s closest friends. He could sniff out a fake without so much as rebooting his optics once. In light of this, his very first instinct was to interrogate the fragger to find out who sent him and then promptly drop his body in a ditch somewhere. At least that way Orion could rest in peace.

That was Ratchet’s plan, but then the fake presented the Matrix of Leadership and had the relic confirmed by the Primacy priests. It was legitimate. He was a true Prime, even if he wore the face of one who should have been dead. With that in mind, there was no way Ratchet could kill him. The fake did not hesitate to take up the position Orion left behind, quickly becoming the leader the Autobots desperately needed. Optimus never attempted to leech off Orion’s old connections or otherwise abuse the legacy he’d stolen, and for that reason, Ratchet let him be. He had no clue how Optimus had gotten Orion’s face and memory, but whenever he attempted to dig into any files and ask Jazz about Orion’s situation before death, the results came up unsatisfactory.

Of course, Ratchet did not need to search in vain for long. As soon as the Prime began turning up on the battlefield and subsequently required medical attention, Ratchet quickly found out just what he was dealing with. Optimus’s CNA was a convoluted mess that shouldn’t have even been capable of producing a living being. There were strands from Shapeshifters, Insecticons, and even a small amount of Predacon within the Prime’s genetic code. There seemed to also be a bit of Cybernetic flora mixed into his CNA, but it was all so jumbled that Ratchet could hardly make sense of it. Orion’s CNA was like an accessory, a veil that hung over the monstrosity that Optimus really was.

But Optimus had already proven to be highly intelligent, and he did not allow Ratchet to so much as record his findings. Clawed digits dug into his shoulders and mandibles clicked together ominously behind him as Ratchet looked over the scans he’d taken during Optimus’s examination. Every part of Ratchet screamed at him to run from the predator behind him. He could feel optics glaring at him, hot events brushing over his neck, and a rattling voice that sounded as though it were a sick mockery of his friend giving one order.

“Keep this to yourself, old friend. If you wish for your kind to be preserved, my nature must remain between us alone.”

Ratchet did his best to not shake, but the command rang out in his audials, causing his spark to spin in terror. He did not look behind him, he couldn’t bear to. He watched the screen in front of him, his optics on the distant reflection of the thing behind him. It was blurry and difficult to make out, but there were claws, fangs, optics, and mandibles that did not belong. He did not move from his prone station until he heard the definitive sounds of transformation and a dull almost comforting hum from the being behind him.

“Calm yourself. I mean no harm to your people. My purpose is to preserve, to protect… and to ensure that never again may you fellow creations of Primus enslave yourselves to the whims of your own desire.”

Dangerous digits ran along the side of his audials in what could have been a fond manner before the creature that proclaimed itself a Prime left the medical bay without another word. Ratchet remained still, watching the CNA scans as a biological hologram pretended itself.

He feared what he saw.

Hidden behind an armored disguise was a being that was in no way Cybertronian. The computing program projected the image of a monster, one Ratchet could not find it within himself to look at for long. It was just a prediction, but beneath his shining shell, Optimus’s appearance was horrific at best. The predictions spoke of a long gangly build with extra arms and two jointed legs not too dissimilar to Soundwave’s. It had a hard shell almost akin to a carapace but with plenty of thin transformation seams where outer armor folded away. Three sets of optics were on a face filled with fangs and covered in mandibles. On the thing’s back were spines that extended down its back and developed into vicious looking raptorial claws that jutted out from around the base of the shoulders. The only familiar things present in the prediction were the colors the thing bore, the familiar finials, and the same optical structure Ratchet knew his deceased friend to have.

A being that masqueraded as one of their own… one that was capable of doing any number of horrific things to further its own unintelligible goals. Ratchet shuddered at the implications, but he closed and deleted every single scan after a few kliks of observing what he had discovered.

He would wait. He would see what Optimus wanted. Then when he stepped over the line, Ratchet would act and use what he knew to his advantage. Whatever Optimus was… he had Cybertronian roots in his CNA. Despite being a convoluted mockery of that which Ratchet and his people were, that simple fact ensured that toxins and disease were likely still viable options when it came to eliminating the threat. And so that is what Ratchet prepared for. Vorns were spent dutifully crafting the ultimate plague, one he carefully ensured was tailored to Optimus’s CNA specifically. No others would die should it be unleashed, just Optimus Prime.

It was a foolproof plan, one Ratchet had every intention of enacting as the war dragged on, peace treaties fell through, and Optimus’s sick tests put him and Jazz through all kinds of torture that thankfully were reserved for them alone. It was easy to see that Megatron would likely be willing to stop the war effort if he could kill Optimus. Somehow, he’d learned the truth regarding what the Prime was. Ratchet could see it in his optics when he flew forward in rage. If Optimus died, the truth would come out and the war could come to an end. Ratchet was not happy with the idea of Megatron ruling Cybertron, but in the face of the threat Optimus posed?

He was willing to compromise.

He spoke with Jazz and silently he selected a date to unleash his plague. But then, out of the blue, Optimus vanished. He was known for leaving for extended periods of time, but this was new. For six stellar cycles not a spark knew where he was. Ultra Magnus held the army together and Jazz wove a few lies to keep everyone calm, but Ratchet only felt relief. There was a looming fear of what was to come, but he enjoyed the lack of predatory presence for a time. And then of course, Optimus Prime returned carrying something in his arms.

“What in Primus’s name is this?”

“He is what you would call a sparkling.”

“Where did you find him?”

“I did not find him.”

“What… does that mean?”

“This one is mine. Tend to him in my absence.”

Ratchet’s plans shattered into a million pieces as he held the sparkling Optimus brought with him. The little one had wide blue optics, so trusting and so innocent. And yet when he smiled in his attempts to coo at him, Ratchet saw fangs and small mandibles hidden within the sparkling’s intake. His servos shook as he caressed the little one’s helm, coolant gathering in his optics as he came to a harsh realization. This was Optimus’s spawn, the precious life within his arms was another abomination. Despite that, the little one had not asked to be created the way he was.

Ratchet couldn’t kill a sparkling.

The plague vial was hidden and Ratchet gave a series of encrypted codes to Jazz which would lead to its location. The spy was no master decryptor, he would need time and a great deal of expertise to find the location Ratchet had imputed onto the drive containing the codes. That simple fact ensured that in the worst case… there would at least be time to get Bumblebee away. He may have been an abomination like his Sire, but Ratchet could not bring himself to do anything but treat the sparkling with love. He tended to him while Optimus went off to war, he taught Bumblebee how to read and write in numerous dialects, he showed Bumblebee their stories and their culture, and he took all the time in the world to make sure that should all else fail, a piece of what Cybertron was would remain.

Optimus was a monster, but he cared for his spawn in a strange sense. He brought Bumblebee strange substances to consume, and sometimes he would take Bumblebee away for cycles at a time. Upon their return, Ratchet would quickly take scans and note a disturbing amount of Cybertronian protomatter within the sparkling’s tanks. He never commented, he merely rocked Bumblebee into recharge and sang him songs while trying not to look when Optimus began to grow harsher. No matter how much his spark cried out when Bumblebee was beaten or neglected by his Sire, Ratchet did not act. He refused to. He couldn’t risk it. Over and over he tried to remind himself that killing Optimus would likely only lead to Bumblebee’s death as well.

He refused to kill the sparkling he helped raise. As such, as vorns passed, Ratchet’s tolerance broke and he made one rash decision.

“Ratchet! Where are we going!?”

“Away from here! Don’t fight me Bumblebee!”

“What about Optimus?!”

“He’s not coming. I am going to take you far away from this plasma pit of a world until we can deal with things here. Don’t worry, I won’t let them kill you.”

“I don’t understand!”

“You don’t need to. Just remain quiet and live in silence until I recall you. Then… then I will plead for your life before whoever rules our world.”

He knew it was a death sentence, but Ratchet had to take the risk. He dragged Bumblebee kicking and screaming toward the space ports with every intention of putting the youngling into stasis and shooting him to some far off world. Once that was done, he would unleash his plague and wait until he was sure every other abomination was dead. Only then would he retrieve Bumblebee and proceed to plead for his life. It was a weak plan, but perhaps, if Primus was willing, he might be able to find a way to make Bumblebee normal. It all depended on his desperate attempt to get the youngling off world.

Ratchet did not have that chance.

“What are you doing with my creation?”

“Optimus! Stay back!”

“You know too much, and your loyalty has proven to be fickle.”

“Get away you abomination!”

“You have served your purpose, old friend. I believe it is time for another to take your place.”

Optimus grabbed him just before he reached the spaceports with his charge. Ratchet recalled very little of what followed, but next he knew, he was bound to a slab in some facility he did not know. Above him Bumblebee smiled at him eagerly and Optimus stared down at him with calculating optics. The Prime held a larva of some sort in his servos. It couldn’t have been bigger than a digit, but evidently that was as large as it needed to be to burrow into his processors through his right optic.

He remembered screaming. He remembered feeling nothing but agony for cycles afterwards. He remembered gaping in horror as he ran scans on himself and found the same symptoms Orion Pax had presented. Most importantly, before his recollection faded into nothing but waves of torment, he remembered Optimus calling out to him, telling him that all would be well.

He did not know how long it took, but as he purged energon and organs alike and felt the sweet embrace of death, he smiled, content in the knowledge that Jazz would know. The spy would tell someone, he would give them a chance. All he needed to do was look at the drive Ratchet gave him and decode it. Then-

-Their people would have a chance.

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It did not have a designation when it woke. But it knew instinctively that it was hungry. Energon was given to it by those its code recognized as kin, and it devoured. It sensed another who was not of its kind observing, but that one fled soon enough. Then, once it had finished consuming, it stood up in its new frame and met the gazes of those who were also of its line.

“Hail Hierarch.”

Its speech was disjointed as it settled into itself and the memories of its host began to funnel into it, but as the Hierarch leaned down and placed his servo on its helm, it was at peace.

“Hail Ratchet, second born of our line. With the knowledge you have inherited, we shall thrive.”

Ratchet? That was a fine name. It was the name of its host. A smile crept across it- no, HIS face as he settled. He would surpass his host, he would serve, and by the grace of their maker, he would ensure their survival on a world filled with those not of them.

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #optimus prime #ratchet #bumblebee #jazz #pretender au #body horror #mystery #angst #character death #yeah have fun with this #I have a whole frickin plan for this au #a good end #a bad end #and an end where no one gets what they want #in the meantime enjoy more build up before everyone heads to earth in the next installment!#I've waited long enough

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Transformers: Legacy Evolution - Origin Autobot Jazz

#toy photography #transformers #transformers toys #transformers photography #jazz

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doruk-alp08 · 11 days

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Part #3 Last Part

'10s

Exploring the Legends of Rap/Hip-hop

Modern Rap

Exploring the Evolution of Rap Excellence

In the dynamic realm of rap music, certain artists stand out in each decade not only as formidable lyricists but also as trailblazers shaping the genre's narrative. In this exploration, we delve into the realms of three influential wordsmiths from the '10s: Kendrick Lamar, Pusha T, and Freddie Gibbs.

Kendrick Lamar: The Poetic Provocateur (G.O.A.T)

Compton, California native Kendrick Lamar has made a name for himself as a poetic visionary, crafting intricate narratives that navigate the complexities of race, identity and social justice. His masterpiece 'To Pimp a Butterfly' is a testament to his lyrical skills, interweaving jazz-infused beats and thought-provoking verses that challenge the status of the time.

Lamar's ability to combine storytelling with self-reflection Each project serves as a sonic journey through Lamar's psyche, offering listeners a glimpse into his struggles, triumphs, and reflections on the world around him.

With multiple Grammy Awards and a "Pulitzer" award, Kendrick Lamar is one of the most award-winner artists of all time. Kendrick is also the only artist who has a "Pultizer" award. With the help of his devoted fan base, Kendrick Lamar has proved that he is the most influential artist of his time. This made him a legend in the music industry and in the eyes of the people who listen to music.

Pusha T: The Street Savant

Known for his vivid depictions of street life and razor-sharp wordplay, Pusha T, born Terrence Thornton, emerged from the gritty streets of Virginia Beach to become a lyrical juggernaut. Pusha T has captivated audiences with his gritty tales of drug dealing, loyalty and betrayal as one half of the duo Clipse and later as a solo artist.

Pusha T has earned a loyal following and critical acclaim for his distinctive delivery and unapologetic authenticity. Albums such as My Name Is My Name and Daytona showcase his lyrical prowess and uncompromising vision. They have cemented his status as one of rap's most respected figures.

As president of Kanye West's record label, G.O.O.D. Music, and collaborating with brands such as Adidas and Bape, Pusha T has also made a mark in the world of entertainment and finance. As he continues to push boundaries and elevate the art form, his influence extends far beyond the mic which puts him on this list.

Freddie Gibbs: The Street Historian

From Gary, Indiana, Freddie Gibbs has carved out a niche as a storyteller of street tales and gritty realism. Gibbs paints a vivid picture of life in the trenches, offering a raw and unfiltered perspective on the struggles of the urban experience with his gritty delivery and unflinching honesty.

Gibbs' discography is a testament to his versatility and storytelling ability. Albums such as 'Pinata' (a collaboration with producer Madlib) and 'Alfredo' have been widely acclaimed by critics and fans alike. He stands out as a true wordsmith of the streets with his ability to blend vivid imagery with intricate wordplay.

In addition to his solo work, Freddie Gibbs has collaborated with a wide range of artists. This has further expanded his sonic palette and reinforced his status as one of rap's most fluid voices.

Conclusion

In conclusion, these blog post chains have offered a glimpse into the diverse and dynamic world of rap music. We have highlighted the immense talent and cultural impact of each of the artists featured based on which decade they were in. From the poetic storytelling of Nas and Kendrick Lamar to the boundary-pushing creativity of Kanye West and MF DOOM, and from the street narratives of Ice Cube and 50 Cent to the gritty realism of Pusha T and Freddie Gibbs, each artist has left an undeniable mark on the genre, shaping its evolution and inspiring countless others along the way. As we continue to celebrate the legacy of the rap legends, we should acknowledge their contributions to both music and the wider cultural sphere, and be thankful for their contributions to the genre even if we don't like their music.

#rap #kendrick lamar #kanye west #freddie gibbs #legacy #hip hop #black #music #love

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PASSPORT es un grupo alemán pionero en el género del jazz fusión, fundado en 1971 por el saxofonista y compositor Klaus Doldinger. Desde su formación, Passport ha sido una fuerza innovadora en la escena europea del jazz, fusionando excepcionales habilidades técnicas con una gran variedad de influencias musicales, como el rock progresivo, la música étnica y la electrónica.

La música de Passport se caracteriza por su energía contagiosa, complejas estructuras de improvisación y arreglos intrincados. La habilidad de Doldinger como líder de la banda y saxofonista principal ha sido fundamental en la evolución del sonido distintivo de Passport. Su capacidad para combinar melodías sofisticadas con secciones rítmicas potentes ha sido alabada tanto por críticos como por fanáticos de la música en todo el mundo.

A lo largo de los años, Passport ha lanzado una extensa discografía que abarca más de cuatro décadas, con álbumes aclamados como su debut «Passport» (1971), «Cross-Collateral» (1975), «Infinity Machine» (1976), «Oceanliner» (1980) y Inner Blue» (2011). Cada álbum de Passport ofrece una experiencia auditiva única, explorando nuevos territorios musicales mientras mantiene la esencia de su sonido característico.

Además de su trabajo en estudio, Passport ha llevado su música en giras internacionales, ganando una base de fanáticos devotos en todo el mundo. Sus actuaciones en vivo son conocidas por su energía y pasión, con improvisaciones enérgicas que llevan al público en un viaje musical emocionante y dinámico.

A lo largo de su carrera, Passport ha dejado un legado duradero en el mundo del jazz fusion, influenciando a generaciones de músicos con su innovación y creatividad. Con su habilidad para fusionar diferentes estilos musicales en una expresión cohesiva y emocionante, Passport continúa siendo una fuerza influyente en la escena musical contemporánea.

Los dejamos con un vídeo del tema "Shirokko" perteneciente al disco debut. En esta grabación podemos ver un ensayo de la banda para lo que sería la grabación del álbum en vivo «Doldinger Jubilee Concert» de 1974.

Fuente: ProgJazz.org

We leave you with a video of the song "Shirokko" from the debut album. In this recording we can see a rehearsal of the band for what would be the recording of the live album "Doldinger Jubilee Concert" from 1974.

PASSPORT is a pioneering German group in the jazz fusion genre, founded in 1971 by saxophonist and composer Klaus Doldinger. Since its formation, Passport has been an innovative force on the European jazz scene, fusing exceptional technical skills with a wide variety of musical influences, such as progressive rock, ethnic music and electronica.

Passport's music is characterised by infectious energy, complex improvisational structures and intricate arrangements. Doldinger's skill as bandleader and lead saxophonist has been instrumental in the evolution of Passport's distinctive sound. His ability to combine sophisticated melodies with powerful rhythm sections has been praised by critics and music fans alike around the world.

Over the years, Passport has released an extensive discography spanning more than four decades, with acclaimed albums such as their debut "Passport" (1971), "Cross-Collateral" (1975), "Infinity Machine" (1976), "Oceanliner" (1980) and "Inner Blue" (2011). Each Passport album offers a unique listening experience, exploring new musical territories while maintaining the essence of their signature sound.

In addition to their studio work, Passport has taken their music on international tours, gaining a devoted fan base around the world. Their live performances are known for their energy and passion, with energetic improvisations that take the audience on an exciting and dynamic musical journey.

Throughout his career, Passport has left a lasting legacy in the world of jazz fusion, influencing generations of musicians with his innovation and creativity. With his ability to fuse different musical styles into a cohesive and exciting expression, Passport continues to be an influential force in the contemporary music scene.

In this video Passport are:

Drums – Curt Cress

Drums, Percussion – Pete York

Electric Bass – Wolfgang Schmid

Electric Piano [Fender-Piano] – Les McCann

Electric Piano [Fender-Piano], Organ – Kristian Schultze

Guitar – Buddy Guy, Philip Catherine

Tenor Saxophone – Johnny Griffin

Tenor Saxophone, Soprano Saxophone, Synthesizer [Moog] – Klaus Doldinger

#jazz #jazz fusion #passport #prog rock

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waterlessfishposts · 2 months

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The current Transformers collection thus far:

Revenge of the Fallen 2009

Starscream (Incomplete, Voyager class)

War for Cybertron: Siege

Astrotrain (Leader class)

Sparkless Seeker (Voyager class)

War for Cybertron: Earthrise

Starscream (Voyager class)

Airwave (Deluxe class)

Sky Lynx (Commander class)

Ironworks (Deluxe class)

War for Cybertron: Kingdom

Autobot Pipes (Deluxe class)

Legacy

Skywarp (Core Class, Kingdom repackage)

Iguanis (Core Class)

Jhiaxus (Voyager class)

Starscream [Armada] (Voyager class)

Inferno [Beast Wars] (Voyager class)

Skullgrin (Deluxe class)

Shockwave [Siege] (Core class)

Black Zarak (Titan class)

Origins Jazz (Deluxe class)

Roadhaul (Voyager class)

Burnout [Diaclone] (Deluxe class)

Elita-1 (Deluxe class)

Hot Rod [G1] (Core class)

Galvatron [G1] (Leader class)

Bulkhead [Prime] (Voyager class)

Crankcase (Deluxe class)

Buzzsaw [Beast Wars] (Deluxe class)

Legacy Evolution

Starscream (Core class)

Blitzwing (Leader class, Legacy repackage)

Dreadwing [Prime] (Leader class)

Toxitron (G2) (Leader class)

Bombshell (Deluxe class)

Mirage [G2] (Deluxe class)

Jazz [G2] (Deluxe class)

Dead End [G2] (Deluxe class)

Twincast (Voyager class)

Detritus (Deluxe class)

Crashbar (Deluxe class)

Tow-Line [RID-2001] (Deluxe class)

Trashmaster (Voyager class)

Decepticon Nemesis (Titan class)

Needlenose (Deluxe class)

Strongarm [RID-2015] (Deluxe class)

Shadowstriker [Cyberverse] (Deluxe class)

Autotrooper [Animated] (Deluxe class)

Quintesson Trooper (Deluxe class)

Generic Seeker [G1] (Voyager class)

Cybertron Trooper [G2] (Deluxe class)

Cloudcover [G2] (Voyager class)

Megatron [Armada] (Leader class)

Copy Convoy/Nemesis Lio Prime (Deluxe class)

Crosscut (Deluxe class)

Grimlock (Core class)

Swoop (Core class)

Skarr (Core class)

Lasercycle [G2] (Deluxe class)

Legacy United

Magneus (Deluxe class)

Bouldercrash (Core class)

Tasmania Kid [Beast Wars II] (Core class)

Megatron [Energon] (Core class)

Earthspark

Bumblebee

Megatron

Optimus Prime

Shockwave

Grimlock

Studio Series

Bonecrusher (Voyager class, NEST redeco)

The Fallen [Revenge of the Fallen]

Scorponok [Rise of the Beasts] (Deluxe class)

Wheeljack [Rise of the Beasts] (Deluxe class)

Wheeljack [Bumblebee] (Deluxe class)

Ratchet [Bumblebee] (Deluxe class)

Arcee [Bumblebee] (Deluxe class)

Ratchet [Revenge of the Fallen] (Deluxe class, NEST redeco)

Arcee [G1] (Deluxe class)

Sideways [Revenge of the Fallen] (Deluxe class)

Ratchet [G1] (Voyager class)

Cliffjumper [High Moon Games] (Deluxw class)

Optimus Prime [High Moon Games] (Voyager class

Rhinox [Rise of the Beasts] (Voyager class)

Brawn [G1] (Deluxe class)

Junkheap [G1] (Voyager class)

Nightbird [Rise of the Beasts] (Deluxe class)

Galvatron [Age of Extinction] (Voyager class)

Starscream [G1, Coronation] (Leader class)

Sludge [G1] (Leader class)

Ravage [Bumblebee] (Core class)

Wheelie [G1] (Core class)

Bumblebee [Rise of the Beasts] (Deluxe class)

MISC.

Volvo VNR Optimus Prime (Leader class)

Beast Alliance/Rise of the Beasts Core Series

Optimus Prime

Optimus Primal

Rhinox

Cheetor

Nightbird

Wheeljack

Generations Shattered Glass

Rodimus Prime

Sideswipe

Whisper [Minicon]

EDIT: I think I have everyone now…

#transformers legacy #transformers #collection #transformers studio series

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thelastgherkin · 9 months

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LEGACY EVOLUTION Deluxe G2 Universe Laser Cycle

Nu jazz.