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Starscream’s fall from grace

He stared at the Energon trickling off his clawed digits, a sight he has long since gotten used to. A cold liquid surrounded his peds. Ruby optics shifted down towards the lifeless form of Cliffjumper. Why did he do that again? Why did he carve the mech’s spark out?

Screeching metal scarred his audials. Right, he didn't want to be in the Autobot’s position. Instead of being surrounded by those he loved, properly buried and mourned, Cliffjumper was going to be torn apart and used for scrap. The deceased warrior wasn't even given the honor of being carried away by living bots. Sparkless drones, who barely had a simple processor, dragged his corpse away. It was a considerably worse fate compared to those who remained on the war torn fields of Cybertron. They were given the honor of being untouched, allowed to rest, and hopefully given a proper burial in the future.

The Seeker sighed, he was tired of this. A thought pushed its way through his processor. What would have happened if he never joined the Decepticons? Would he and his Trine still be together? Would he still be able to work with Jetfire, his old lab partner and bodyguard? Would things have changed? Would there have been no war if he hadn't helped that gladiator? After all, It was he who pushed that mech into the political spotlight. He used to be called the prince of Vos, the floating city, a place where flyers could live peaceful lives. He used to be kind and caring, giving protection to those who were beaten down and broken, making sure that his city stayed safe. Then he fell from grace, joining the now warlord in his conquest. Why did he join him again?

The wisps of an EM field brushed against his form. He glanced behind him, Soundwave was a great example of the many reasons he joined. While he never knew the other before the war, it was clear they had done something to get themselves in trouble with the council. Their body had been stripped from several parts of armor, with two mini-cons protecting the other's torso, acting as armor replacements. The others' helm had been replaced with those screens, many who had them were stripped of their personality and emotions. Soundwave was quiet, and every time the Seeker got close to them, he could feel nothing but a cold force.

Then there was Megatron, the gladiator, the politician, and the warlord. At the beginning, the gladiator was quite the charmer. He spoke in poems, his words holding great promise backed by powerful conviction. He chose his words wisely when talking, always able to get others to listen to his words, and believe in what he said. The seeker admits that he looked up to him and greatly believed in him, just like many others of his kind. He was a naive fool back then, unable to spot as the gladiator turned from the charming mech into a violent murderer.

He finally opened his optics when the Rescue Corp was torn apart, slaughterd by Megatron and his followers. It was an appalling event, one that sits in his memories vividly. He remembers standing within his suite, surrounded by his Trine and partner. Then a screen popped up, taking their attention. They saw as the Rescue Corp’s main headquarters was in ruins, black fog bellowed from a raging inferno. Fallen forms of mechs and Femmes layed with the rubble, none moving. Someone on the broadcast was frantically speaking, telling of the events. No one was listening, too stunned at the thought that someone would even think of attacking the peace keeping bots.

The screen suddenly fazed from the scene, shifting to show a familiar face. Megatron. The mech was covered in Energon, some from his own injuries, some from others. His bloody optics glared through the screen, holding within them deep hatred and anger. Clutched within his servos was a young Femme, being held up by her scruff. It was clear she was a recent graduate from the Academy, still holding the markings of a cadet. Her gold optics blazed with terror, but she wailed and kicked at the mad-mech. The youngling's derma were pulled back into a snarl, showing off her impressively honed denta. She was a fighter, that was for sure, but the fiery spirit she displayed was useless against the much larger and stronger gladiator.

Sound rang through the screen, allowing those watching to hear the colorful words yowled out by the femme, as she clawed at the others servos. The mech was unimpressed by her display, and apparently starting to get annoyed, as her screeching stopped him from talking. A rumbling growl ripped through his form, his own derma pulling back to reveal a terrifying display of denta. To her credit, the young femme didn't flinch back, returning his threat with a hiss of her own. Eventually the gladiator resorted to just covering her intake, tired of her constant wailing.

His stare pierced the screen, and the Seeker felt his wings pin down. That was the terrifying side that the prince had yet to see. The gladiator had begun his monologue, he still spoke as a poet, his words carrying promises fueled with conviction, but they were followed by wisps of blood lust and revenge. He was loud, ensuring that he would be heard. He threatened anyone who opposed him, offered many to join him, and warned those of the council to be prepared, as the hunt for their energon had already begun. Sealing his promise of energon, Megatron began forcing his digits into the poor Femmes chest. It was slow, dragging out her pain, as she writhed within his grips. Her vocalizer began to fizzle, as her pained screams were too much for it to produce. Eventually Energon had begun oozing from her wound, as Megatron's digits continued to slowly push through.

He wanted to look away, he wanted to yowl in anguish, do something to help her! But just like his trine, the little prince was frozen in terror, forced to watch as this youngling's life was slowly taken from her.

Megatron finally entertained her with mercy, pulling out her spark chamber and crushing it within his servos. Her body limped, the golden light from her optics fluttered off, her color went cold, proving that she was gone. Her future, her memories, her emotions, thoughts, feelings, likes and dislikes, her life, all gone. Slowly taken away.

The broadcast finally ended when the noise of rotors echoed in the distance. Most likely the military has finally arrived to deal with them.

The revelation of the event has followed him to this cycle, a haunting reminder of what he chose to follow.

To him, witnessing the death of the Rescue Corp and seeing a new side of the charming gladiator, wasnt even the worst part of that cycle. He remembers the anguish he felt from his trine, their fear pulsing through the bond. Skywarp was clinging to Thundercracker, her frame shook, and she looked ready to collapse if the bigger seeker wasn’t supporting her. Thundercracker was harder to read, he was frozen in place, his optics distant. He remembered that he himself had clung onto Jetfire, a natural instinct for flyers was to huddle close to bigger flight frames when scared. Like Thundercracker, Jetfire was frozen in place, shock settling into the lager mechs frame.

Jetfire’s EM field had suddenly exploded in anger, making the trine of Seekers flinch away from him. The large mech stomped away, his peds booming through the halls. He followed the other, calling for his name, leaving the other two to process their shock. Jetfire had ended up marching into their lab, scrounging through what they had in there. He asked him what was wrong, and Jetfire exploded at him. That was the first time he had seen the kind and jovial mech angry, his denta were bared and he was snarling. Then out of a fit of rage, Jetfire tore the symbol of Megtron off him, taking a chunk of his armor with it.

That was the first time the Prince had to forcefully command the other to stop. He had to use his “royal voice”, dubbed by his trine, and made sure that Jetfire knew who was in charge there. That was enough to prevent the large mech from causing any more harm, letting the two to settle down. The seeker promised the other that he would confront Megatron on his actions, promising to not follow the gladiator any more.

That became his first lie.

The naive prince talked with Megatron, but the gladiator charmed his way through the conversation. He did not cut ties with Megatron, he did not turn him in for his crimes, he did not even try to attack the other. He foolishly allowed the mech to talk, and he was enchanted by the others words. The prince was captivated by the others conviction, somehow he forgot this was the mech that slaughtered Cybertron’s heroes and mercilessly killed off a young femme, broadcasting the deed across the planet.

Before he even realized it, Cybertron was thrown into war, and he was part of a faction called the Decepticons. At first it was just filled with bots who were vengeful and wanted the higher caste to feel their pain, but as the war grew, more and more joined, most of the faction was formed by criminals in the end. The once noble cause was twisted and morphed into nothing but cruel conquest, as more and more Decepticons became deranged and lusted for death. They began performing horrendous experiments, turning more of their soldiers into deranged beings.

The prince himself was lost. Everytime he doubted wether he should continue on, Megatron would manipulate him, re-charming him into believing their cause. At first he had his trine, and Jetfire stayed after he managed to convince him. Then he lost Jetfire, the other had betrayed him, and left. It stung, but he understood why, he just wished he had the strength to do the same. His Trine was next, he doesn't even know how it happened, they got separated and their bond was blocked. They were alive, he had heard whispers of them falling under the command of a Seeker femme. That hurt a lot, and it left him wondering as to why he was cut off from them.

He was alone. Something he had never felt before. It was painful, he didnt know what to do. His comfort was gone just like his support, all that was left was the warlord himself. They had been seeing each other less and less, both caught up in various duties, but everytime they spoke to each other, Megatron would reassure him that he was doing the right thing.

So, he knew what he had to do. The position that would get him closest to the warlord was second in command of course, no doubt he’d be executed if he attempted to go for first. The problem was that he had to start climbing up the ranks to reach that position, and some of those ranks already had a bot in them that would have not stepped down willingly. That started his string of questionable decisions, sealing his fate. He lied and manipulated, killed when necessary, formed himself a reputation as someone who shouldn't be crossed. At first he was horrified about it all, but as time went on it became easier and easier, and finally he got what he wanted.

Many who would reach their goal would believe that they would get to slow down and maby stop, but thats not reality. At first he enjoyed his time being Megatron’s second in command, but he soon came to realize that he wasnt allowed to return to who he was. He had to keep lying and manipulating, killing so many, bot or con, it didnt matter. The worst part was when he realized there was no turning back, he couldn't betray the Decepticons now, the Autobots wouldn’t accept him, and the Decepticons wouldn't want him back. He had to keep going if he wanted to survive, and the naive prince he was is no more, killed off by the Decepticons second in command.

The strong pressure of an EM field snapped him from his thoughts. He blinked. The second in command went deep into his memories this time, not even noticing that a drone had cleaned up the puddle of energon. Soundwave, his communications officer, must have made multiple attempts to gain his attention.

He sighed but stood straight “what is it Soundwave?” he made his voice go cold, not wanting the other to get a hint of his exhaustion, they most likely knew of it already.

Soundwave’s screen for a face lit up, showing coordinates inside, and the lanky con pointed towards the groundbridge control.

His spark stuttered, and he quickly looked away. He knew what Soundwave was saying, he just didnt know how to feel about it. Part of him was excited, the other part felt dread.

“Are you sure?” he questioned, looking towards a screen “I trust you Soundwave, but we are considerably low on resources.”

The silent nod and forceful point, meant that the other was quite sure. So there was no other option but to go through with it. The signal was too important to ignore.

He nodded, marching to the helm of the bridge “Ready the Spacebridge with the coordinates provided by Soundwave!” he commanded, using his old royal voice to put extra importance. The drones did as he said, and he could see the ship slowly rise through Earth’s atmosphere.

“Summon the others,” he waved a servo at Soundwave “they must be present for this.”

Soundwave nodded, and sent a signal to the three other Cons on the ship.

The first to respond was Makeshift, they always lurked within the shadows. The Seeker didnt know them well, as he himself arrived here a few years back.

The other two took their pretty time, clearly not understanding the importance of the command. They had only arrived about a month ago, they claimed they were tracking an unidentified cybertronian ship, and lost it when it landed on Earth. Probably more Autobots they had to deal with.

Knockout sauntered into the room, his crimson optics carrying hints of annoyance “this better be important, we were in the middle of polishing my frame” his armor did look shiny. Candy-Apple red was a pretty color for a pretty mech, it was unfortunate that he had a bad habit of disobeying orders. He was lucky that they needed a medic.

The deva’s Conjux closely followed behind the other. Breakdown was a strong and an oddly friendly mech, he often showed his love for Knockout, uncaring if others find it gross or inappropriate. He was not bright, like at all, but his helpful tendencies made up for that.

The second in command looked at the three, ignoring Knockout’s rude comment “Soundwave has picked up a signal, and he is quite certain on what or who it is.”

“And,” the medic made a go on motion, clearly not getting the implications he was given.

He rolled his optics “Soundwave has located Lord Megatron.”

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Sorry that this is so long, originally I wanted it to be shorter, then I kept on writing and writing. School tends to be stressful for me, and I’m a stress writer.

My AU’s Decepticons will get a spotlight soon, you may have noted some things that I have implied in this. I will also have a spotlight for how relationships work in my au, like a trine, conjux, and others.

I like the idea of a Starscream who isn’t a deceitful character, but one who was forced into the role and control act it, believing they can’t go back.

I may or may not go with this version of the Seeker, I haven’t really given as much thought into the Decepticons. Though I will work on them and have made some choices on them.

That’s it for the moment, thanks for reading.

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Here’s some random stuff that I have for my rewrite AU, it’s kind of all over the place.

Raf hates and avoids eye contact as much as he can, while Miko ends up staring into your soul

UltraMagnus, while not understating emotional things, will create a basic “how to handle and internet with humans” guide for any Cybertronian that comes to Earth.

When UltraMagnus was just a rookie Heatwave was actually one of his superiors before he got transferred to the Rescue Force.

Despite being the youngest on the Sigma-17 team, Blades has been a RescueBot longer than the others

Boulder is younger than Ratchet but older than Optimus, Heatwave is the same but his and Primes gaps are smaller

Blades is older than Bulkhead, but younger than Arcee. Chase is older than Arcee, but younger than UltraMagnus.

Jack, when he was little loved looking up at the stars, he still does but pushes his interest back to make sure his mom is happy.

Miko loves all kinds of music especially if it has a good beat, but her favorite will always be rock and metal.

Sigma-17 used to a be primarily on planet team, though before they got trapped in stasis, they were transferred to a space faring team.

Even though he dislikes fighting, Blades is quite good when it comes to organizing the team for a fight, he does his best to make sure it goes smoothly and quickly with little injuries.

In this universe that I’m creating stasis doesn’t exactly trap someone in time, it just sends them into a really deep sleep with their bodies kind of frozen but they still age. The type of stasis that would trap someone in time has been lost to the ages. So if a bot was in there long enough, they could end up dying of old age without even living their life.

Blades and his brothers were from Kaon, before they joined the Rescue force. During this time, despite all being the same age, Blades and HotSpot took care of their three other brothers due to them being bigger and stronger. HotSpot would stay at their “home” while Blades would run out and get them food, almost everyday. They were from the part considered the underbelly of Kaon, so he would often run into trouble.

One time on his search, Blades, got into really bad trouble, like “uh oh, I’m going to get killed” trouble. Thankfully he was saved before that happened. And who saved him, you may ask. Well it was good old Megatronus ( Megatron in his early gladiatorial days). Strangely enough, the protection of Megatronus felt kind of…..Nice….. Blades doesn’t know if he should be concerned about this or not.

Chase is from Iacon.

Boulder and Heatwave are from the same city (one that will be made up in my universe)

Blades and First Aid knew Knockout, they attended the same medical school

Heatwave is extremely fireproof, like he can handle so much more than any normal Cybertronian. He could bathe in lava, he could bathe in the sun if he tried.

Boulder’s armor is so strong that it impresses not only gladiators, but most bots he will meet after and during the war (most find it too bad that he’s a pacifist.

Chase has a better tolerance of electricity compared to most others of his kind.

Only Chase knows of Blades violent younger self.

Bulkhead is the closest on team Prime to come even close to understanding what lower caste went through, and even then he was considered a high rank laborer

Arcee is probably the least understanding of the lower caste and will be very vocal about it (it will probably take a fight with Blades and a talking with Optimus for her to realize how toxic that is and how great in life has had it, well before the war at least.)

Ratchet has seen the after affects of what happens to those in lower caste, and is second most understanding of them.

Optimus of course has read about all the atrocities and stuff, making him around third most understanding. Though he was born and raised in the high caste and has never witnessed the before and after low caste.

Bumblebee, Smokescreen, WheelJack, and UltraMagnus all are of the higher caste and have never witnessed what happens to lower caste so they are of a similar opinion to Arcee, but they are neither as vocal or rude about it.

The rest of the Rescuebots are considered high caste but they understand well what the lower caste go through as most of their emergencies have been in lower caste areas and the Rescue force does it’s best on helping lower caste. So they have seen the atrocities that happen to lower caste.

Team Prime humans don’t fully understand the Decepticons too well, or the war. Thanks to the Autobots never explaining it. So for the longest time they will perceive the Decepticons as just evil people who do this without reason. I wanna write a chapter where Blades has to come to the base (Ratchet is down I guess) and since he understands best about the lower caste, finally explains the war cause and Decepticons to them, even if he wasn’t involved with the war.

That’s all I have for now, there may be more post like this in the future. Sorry for so much Blades, I have been writing something for him, and so have been on a Blades kick recently.

#transformers #tf au #tfp #transformers prime #tfp au #maccadam #tf rescue bots #transformers rescue bots #tfp autobots #tfp optimus prime #maccadams #tfrb chase #tfrb boulder #tfrb au #tfrb #tfrb heatwave #tfrb blades #tfp arcee #tfp ratchet #tfp bulkhead #kaon #Iacon

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The Femmes

Once they completed their purpose and when their creator went into stasis, the Demi-gods wondered the world. There all they saw was just the smooth metallic surface of the planet, there was no landscape, there was no life, there was nothing.

The Thirteen soon came to realize it was their turn to create, their turn to decide what happens to this world, what will be their future, what their purpose is. So they got to work.

First Solus wanted to shape the land, so the Demi-goddess went to Quintis to create new life to help them. Though before they could go around creating life, this life needed an energy source to power it. So the two went to Alchemist.

Alchemist then created Energon, calling it the blood of Primus, despite the god and Demi-gods both not having blood. The Demi-god made several forms of Energon, first a crystal that could be turned into liquid, then the liquid once ingested by a being would slowly turn into a new type of Energon, becoming the blood of the being. The Energon can become different consistencies, being closer to a solid, to gilatic, or just straight up liquid state.

With their power source, Solus and Quintis, with support from the other Demi-gods, created the first new life on Cybertron. These new beings took shape after Solus, they were first Femmes. Then given alt mode from Amalgamous, tools from Solus, and Energon from Alchemist, the Femmes set off to shape the smooth surface. They created hills that became mountains, craters that became canyons, caves that ran through the world filled to the brim with Energon crystals. They nurtured the lands, getting them ready to support any more life created by their Demi-gods. Their work was so significant that it could be spotted from the stars. They were even given new substances by Alchemist to spread throughout the lands, like oil to fill rivers and lakes.

Finally the Femmes finished their work, returning to their masters to be given new tasks. When they did that, Quintis decided to give them more life. Turning these simple minded beings into ones more complex. They could think on their own, have emotions, develop deep bonds, and they even became noticeably different from each other. They began calling one another sister, as they gained their own names, and they were given a new choice on their duties.

Most of the Femmes became laborers, wishing to stay in a more comfortable role. They were strong and smart, though they were not the brightest of their sisters. They built what their master asked of them, yet they began building their own homes.

Wanting to protect their sisters, the rest of the Femmes became warriors. They learned to fight from Prima and Megatronus, and even developed their own styles. They became guards for the Demi-gods palace, as well for their own villages.

While the Femmes had their main functions, they still were given other tasks, as they were still servants to the Demi-gods. They even managed to form their own cultural structure, and even chose two Femmes to become their leaders.

The first Femme was from the Laborer class, she was known as Elita. The Femme was sharp witted, strong, silver tongued, and made sure that her sister would stay grounded. This Femme reminded many of her sister of the thirteenth deity that they worshiped.

The second Femme was from the Warrior class. She was much like her sister yet very different, her name was Tundra. She was bulky yet agile, caring yet cold. She was considered the greatest warrior of the Femmes.

The Predacons

After the Femmes created their social structure, Quintis decided to create new life throughout the land. So, with ideas from its siblings, the Demi-god created the first Megafauna of the planet. Most of this new life was primitive, simple minded, only being driven by instincts. Sure they had the capability to evolve into higher beings, it would just be a long time before that would happen.

Once the Megafauna was created, Quintis was approached by Onyx. The demi-god wanted beings that looked like it, and ones that it could rule over. Quintis did as its sibling wished, though it created this new life to be more simple minded and more primitive than the Femmes. It created the Predacons. The Predacons were still more advanced and intelligent compared to the Megafauna, and with Onyx ruling over them they created their own social structure and culture. They were stronger, yet not as agile compared to the Femmes.

Thankfully the two species got along and coexisted, with the Femmes even helping the Predacons learn how to fight and build. The Femmes began to even call the Predacons their brothers, and they trained and fought together.

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More lore for my universe, will make a post soon explaining some key details I want to change. I haven’t read any of the novels or the Covenant of Primus, but I should be getting them soon as my birthday is in like two weeks.

#transformers #tf au #tfp au #maccadam #maccadam guide #maccadams #transformers prime #transformers rescue bots #tfrb au #transformers lore #covenant of primus

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Okay so this guy

And this gal

Should have interacted.

Let me explain. They are both young and considered rookies (Frankie being a literal child) but they both gain special devices that give them the ability to phase through solid objects.

I just think it’d been neat if they teamed up sometime.

#maccadam #transformers #tfp #tf rescue bots #tfp autobots #transformers prime #transformers rescue bots #frankie greene #tfp smokescreen

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At some point I decided to create my own universe instead of following the aligned continuity, so I’d have more control and understanding of the history and lore of the story. So here’s the creation of Primus and Unicron, along with the thirteen Primes. I’m still doing the whole rewrite thing, it’ll just be in my own universe. A

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Before Time

In the Beginning there was just one, a singular being surrounded by the vastness of nothingness. While around it was nothing, this being could hear the whispers of others. Then it watched as the dark nothingness began to sparkle with stars all around it, stars followed by planets and nebula’s. The being could feel the pull of black holes as gravity was created. The being felt as the slow yet infinite tick of time began. This singular being heard as the others, the first, cheered with creation. They sang with success and unity.

The being simply listened, sitting silently in its vod that was untouched. It wondered if it was supposed to create as well. With this new found curiosity the being learned to move. It learned to create, turning its void into a star system. It shouted and sang with glee, listening as the others responded with their own proud songs.

Eventually the songs stopped, and the being could hear and feel as the others died off with new ones to take their place. The being knew that it was time to do the same.

As its time neared, the being used its own body to create. Its heart became the sun that centered its galaxy. Its body split apart, becoming the planets that surrounded its heart. Its many optics became the moons that would watch over these worlds. Then its soul split into two beings. These two would come to be known as Primus and Unicron. They were brothers, yet as they stood upon the chest of the first being, they would fight. The two fought and fought, neither seeing optic to optic. Their battle lasted for millions of vorns, equal in power, they slowly chipped away at each other.

As they fought, Primus observed all around them. Somehow seeing as other gods began creating their own life, populating their own worlds. Eventually this led the god to an idea, though it needed time to be able to carry out this idea. So the god talked with its sibling, and both agreed for a rest.

So with this chance of rest, Primus hid away into the heart of the world. There the god began to create life of its own, forming twelve beings, twelve demigods that will become the future of this world. These twelve were the first sparklings of Primus.

War of the Gods

The first of Primus’s children was Prima. The Demi-god of hope and light, Prima took most after its creator, becoming the Knight of good.

The second child was Vector. Demi-god of time, Vector would be a key figure in the fight against its Pibling. With its abilities, it could see the future and predict the best actions to take in the battle.

The third was Alpha Trion. This was the records keeper of the Demi-gods, one that would ensure that all the knowledge that its sibling would gain, would not be lost to time.

The fourth child of Primus was Solus. Solus was the Demi-goddess of creation, different from their siblings. This Demi-goddess would go to create all of its siblings' weapons, with the hammer it forged from its creator's armor.

The fifth child was micronus. This small Demi-god was able to merge with its siblings and enhance their powers. Not only would the Demi-god help within the battle, but it insured its sibling, Solus, could create the most powerful of weapons.

The sixth child was Alchemist. The Demi-god was given the ability to see the world in a different manner, This Demi-god had such a deep understanding how things worked and what things were made of, it helped its sibling, Solus, in the creation of many artifacts.

The seventh child of Primus was Nexus. The Demi-god had a special ability that allowed if to split itself apart, and with that it was given great control over its body and functions.

The eighth child was Onyx. The Demi-god of beasts was wildly different compared to its siblings in form and in mind. It had a deep understanding of life around it, even claiming it could feel the presence of the first.

The Ninth was Amalgamous. This was the Demi-god of forms, having even greater control over its body compared to Nexus. It was often seen changing its form, sometimes looking like a pile of scraps.

The tenth child was Quintis. This was the Demi-god of life, known to be the first scientist. This Demi-god had a great curiosity, and at some point it slipped away to go test its powers on another world.

The eleventh was Liege Maximo. This Demi-god of mischief had a similar curiosity to Quintis, though it was more curious about its Pibling. It had a silver tongue with a toxic body, it preferred chaos setting it apart from its siblings.

The twelfth child of Primus was Megatronus. Opposite of its oldest sibling, this Demi-god was pessimistic, grounding its siblings, and was known to be the knight of the dark. Though it still worked well with Prima, as the two were the main fighters of the twelve.

With support from its twelve children, Primus stood against its opposite once more. The other god had noted how much weaker its sibling was, and believed that it finally had the upper hand. Unfortunately for the dark god, this was not the case. As once it had its sibling struck down, the twelve attacked.

Vector, Alpha Trion, Alchemist, Quintis, and liege Maximo, were the strategists of the group. Prima, Solus, Nexus, Onyx, Amalgamous, and Megatronus were the muscles. Micronus had a special role, as it merged with its siblings and supported them in the fight. With this combination of strategy and strength, the twelve with their creator managed to strike down their Pibling.

Unfortunately Gods are immortal, meaning they couldn't kill Unicron. So they forced the dark god into a deep stasis, one that it will hopefully never wake from. The twelve let their Pibling’s body float into the stars, hoping that they'd never meet the dark god again.

With the battle won, Primus could finally rest. The god knew that its children would miss its presence, so before it fell into a deep stasis itself, it created one more. One more Demi-god, the last of its children.

This thirteenth child of Primus was a warrior like Prima and Megatronus. The Demi-god had a silver tongue like Liege Maximo, curiosity like Quintis. Was jovial in nature like Amalagmous, though took no one's scrap like Nexus. The Thirteenth had a deep understanding about life like Onyx, interested in creation like Solus, yet scholarly like Alpha Trion. Was caring like Alchemist, supportive like Micronus, yet new when to take care of itself like Vector. Yet, it was its own bot, the heart of this family.

With the last of its children created, Primus returned to the core of the planet. There the God would become the heart of the world, one that would eventually support life on Cybertron.

#transformers #tf au #tfp #transformers prime #maccadam #tf rescue bots #transformers rescue bots #tfp autobots #autobots #tfp decepticons #decepticons #transformers lore #tf lore #aligned continuity #primus #unicron #thirteen primes #original thirteen #Prima #vector prime #solus prime #alpha trion #alchemist prime #micronus prime #nexus prime #onyx prime #amalgamous prime #quintis #liege maximo #megatronus

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Let’s meet Charles Burn, the Chief of Police on Griffon Rock!

Chief Charles Burns:He was born and raised on Griffon Rock, there he met his first friend Ezra Greene, someone who recently moved to Griffon Rock. When he was a young adult, he joined the military, though he always returned to his home. During one of his visits, Charlie met a young woman, she became his first love. They got together, and even had a young son named Kade. Unfortunately Charlie had to return to the military. During this time when his son was 5, his love abandoned their son at Ezra’s, and she disappeared from the island without any form of goodbye.

Once Charlie learned of this, he had to temporarily leave the military and return home to raise his son. During this time he met another woman, she was Chief of police at Griffon Rock, they fell in love and Charlie new this was the woman he was going to marry. So they got married, and before Charlie had to return to the Military, they had twins. Their son Graham, and their only daughter Dani. Named after his wife’s late aunt and uncle who passed when she was little. (They were siblings to her father, not married or anything like that)

Unfortunately he returned back to the military and even became a leader in a new unit. This unit was in charge of watching and keeping safe a bunch of robotic aliens that recently crashed on Earth. This unit was also the first humans to befriend the Autobots and fight against the Decepticons. During this time, Charlie became close to Optimus, and gained the respect of his and the Prime’s team, able to even take command when he needed to. He was also the first human to gain respect from the Decepticons themselves, he also helped one think about his choices in life and turn a new leaf, leaving the planet.

Charlie often returned back home when he was able to, watching as his children grew and spending time with his wife. He was even best man at Ezra’s wedding with his first wife. Eventually they both found out that their wives were pregnant, and the two women gave birth just a month apart from each other. Ezra’s daughter was born first, and she was named Frankie. The Charlie’s youngest son was born, and he was named Cody.

Eventually he had to return to the military once more, telling the Autobots of his wonderful news and learning that they gained a new bot, Bulkhead. For a while peace was kept in his life, and he watched as his twins graduated and became first responders themselves.

Unfortunately peace couldn’t last in his life, and he ended up getting a call from a very distraught Ezra. When the resident head scientist, Morocco’s, newest invention went out of control, it ended up ending the lives of his and Ezra’s first wives. Charlie quickly returned to his home island, once he saw the broken looks on his children’s faces, he made the decision to retire from the military. With support from the island’s residents, he became the new Chief of police on Griffon Rock.

His first act of Chief of police was to look into Morocco, and with the help of his twin’s, Charlie learned of the various illegal acts of the head scientist. So he and the old mayor at the time ran the scientist from Griffon Rock, and replaced him with Ezra Greene.

When he officially quite the military, the unit he ran ended up disbanding, after learning about what happened with the Chief’s family. The humans decided it was time to move onto new things and spend time with their family, especially since the Decepticons went quiet. So Charlie, as his last act of Military, assigned an old friend he met way back when to became liaison to the Autobots.

Now in present day, Charlie is a 58 year old man, He has four kids, Kade who is 26, his twin’s Graham and Dani who are both 23, and his youngest son Cody who 9. His goddaughter, Frankie is the same age as his youngest where she is also 9.

He is still Chief of police on Griffon Rock, with his goofy deputy Barney. He lives in the Firehouse and works with his children to keep the island safe. Recently he’s been contacted by an old friend, asking him if he could take four Rescuer’s under his wing. The Chief has agreed, though he hasn’t informed his family yet. Unaware of the impact those four would cause on his and his family’s lives.

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So, this is my story for Chief Burns! I wanted to account his life, and incorporate the fact he was militarily. Something that was mentioned in the wiki for him. Also I thought it would make better sense for me personally if Kade had a different mother from the others, and if Graham and Dani were twins. I have yet to come up with a name for his wife and his first love, but they will be mentioned in my story.

Also I feel like Cody would take most after his father, especially since Charlie was around for most of his life unlike his siblings that were around their mother mostly.

There are a few more things that I will explain in different posts, like more about his children in their own post and his dynamics with them and their dynamics with each other. The Greenes will get their own post, and so will the rest of Griffon Rock.

#transformers #tf au #maccadam #tf rescue bots #tfp autobots #tfp #tfp au #transformers prime #tfp optimus prime #transformers rescue bots #tfrb graham #tfrb kade #tfrb au #tfrb #tfrb cody #charlie burns

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Recently I’ve been watching this series on YouTube called “Transformers the Basics” by Chris McFeely, and have been learning more about certain transformers and some other things about the transformers series.

One recent episode that I watched was about the Protectobots, and learned more about Blades through that. I’ve come to realize that the Blades on Rescuebots is quite different from original version. So knowing more about him and his siblings I want to add that to his background.

When he was young, Blades, a large bot compared to other grounders, was quite reckless and sometimes even violent. He often lashed out, only being calmed by close friends and his brothers.

As he grew Blades learned to control his violent urges, and while he and his brother First Aid went to school to become fully licensed doctors, the five brothers joined the Rescue force. They had a special ability that allowed them to connect and combine into a large singular bit know as Defensor. These five became a special team called the Protectobots, often assisting in large scaled rescues.

Unfortunately Blades recklessness and violent urges grew to a point he struggled to control himself. Then on one mission when the young bot finally snapped, not only were civilians harmed but also his siblings. This ended up scarring the young bot, causing him to close of from the world.

Due to his actions the Rescue force punished him, separating him from his team and siblings. They sent him back to the Rescue Force academy while another bot who had the same special ability as him and his brothers took his place. This caused Blades to be even more ashamed, and out of fear he cut all ties with his brothers completely, finding comfort in his old friend Chase.

When Blades and Chase were assigned to a new team, Blades finally began opening up more, though it was quite clear this was a new bot. Instead of being cocky and aggressive, he was doubtful and skittish, even growing new fears like heights. Though his aggressive nature would pop up in the form of extreme sass.

He never got the chance to reconcile with his brothers before the war began, and he was trapped in a stasis pod thanks to an Energon-Eater. He’s forever guilty about all of this.

#transformers #tf au #maccadam #transformers rescue bots #tfrb #tf rescue bots #tfrb au #tfrb blades #protectobots #tfrb chase #first aid #streetwise #groove #hot spot

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I’ve got some more of what I wrote down, may or may not be a bit before I post something like that. I’m actually thinking about posting some thing’s following an oc of mine who is a Rescue bot before the whole war thing, just to get some more down and mostly help me understand the timeline of this world.

I want to get better with my writing in general, how characters portray their feelings and arguments with conversations. Again this is not done, not edited or revised, this is just the first draft.

So let’s read the Rescuebots arguing with Optimus.

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“Alright!” Fowler clapped his hands, knowing he’d be responsible for making sure these vehicles got properly returned. “Do you want to tell them the mission first, or do you want them to meet the Chief first?” Fowler looked up at the Prime.

“They should know what their mission entails before they meet the chief,” Optimus answered, walking towards the unused space of the room. He beckoned for the Rescuebots to follow, and they did. Fowler himself turned around to go get the Chief ready. The four Rescuebots lined up in a row, making the Prime note how militaristic it was.

“As far as we know, you four are the last remaining Rescuebots,” Optimus honestly had a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that Megatron managed to wipe them all out “your job is to protect the innocent, whether it be Cybertroian or not.” He saw Heatwave give an affirmative nod “So today you will continue your jobs with this new mission I have entailed for you.”

“Sir,” Heatwave started catching the Prime’s attention “how are we able to continue our jobs as Rescue bots in war?”

Ah, this was one issue of this mission. Optimus didn't even ask the Rescuebots if they wanted to fight or not, and in the short time he’s gotten to know Heatwave, the Mech was more than ready to fight. He just couldn't bring himself to let them join the war. All he ever saw was disaster, the cons would tear them apart if they found out about them.

“You will not be joining the war,” The Prime firmly stated, knowing they would lash out due to this.

And they said “what do you mean!?” Heatwave growled “why are you keeping us from a chance to fight?”

“You are the last Rescue bots known alive,” Optimus calmly told them, reminding himself these were not soldiers under his command “do you know what the Decepticons would do to you if they found out about your existence?” he was trying to keep his voice level, but the need to convey the danger of this situation to them was overpowering.

“That's why we need to fight,” Boulder was calmer than his leader, still keeping his level head “we all see the state of your team, they need help.”

“And you need to be protected!” Optimus snapped, he couldn't let them mindlessly throw their lives away.

“Protected!?” Heatwave snarked incredulously “Rescue bots are the ones who do the protecting, war or not, we will do our job even when it means we have to fight. That's our job.”

Optimus shook his helm “I can't let you do this!” He hissed, desperation filling his voice “what if you get killed?”

“That's a risk all Rescue bots sign up for,” Chase mentioned “we help others despite the danger.”

“Optimus,” Blades finally spoke, the thought of fighting made him terrified but he had to get his team's point across “we know our job well, we know the risk that one of us might not come back. Rescue work is not war, we know that, but it’s not a safe and easy job. We have seen death before, we have seen our friends and family fall on the field. We have seen terrorist attacks, others calling out for help as they lay on the ground, their life draining from their eyes. We have seen beasts that no other Cybertonians have witnessed, we have been hunted by those beasts before. We know danger, we know our limits, and we know we can fight if it calls for it.”

Optimus paused, he didnt think about that. He didnt think about the dangers that had to have come with Rescue work. He forgot that the Rescue force dealt with most of the dangerous issues before the war. Though they still fell, they were caught unaware, and more non Rescue bots were killed, but that made their life more important. These four could be a golden hope for a warless future, with the right push, they could bring in a new era.

“Optimus,” Heatwave called, he seemed much calmer “please, let us help you.”

“I-I can't” The Prime hung his head in shame, the rest of his body drooping, knowing more arguing was soon to come.

“But-” Heatwave was getting ready to snap again when Boulder put a servo on his shoulder. The Rescue Bot leader looked into the optics of his old friend, he could see a calm but quizzical look in them.

“Let us talk alone for a second.” Boulder asked the other three as he pulled his leader aside for a chat.

Optimus watched them go, tiredness seeped into his circulatory system, as his shame for behaving this way grew.

Blades noticed the old bot’s issue, and calmly he asked “can you tell us why you don't want us to join the fight?” he had a feeling it was deeper than just not wanting them to die.

The Prime sighed “There have been too many casualties in this war, The Rescue force may have been the start but they have been far from the last.” The Prime grimaced in remembrance at the horrors of war “So many have been killed, and those of us who live are not much better. We have killed before, and most likely will do so again. War has twisted the morale of many, especially Megatron.” He’s seen what his old friend has become, he didn't want these four to follow his path “I-I do not wish to see the last of the Rescue force grow tainted by death and war, I want Cybertronians of the future to hear about their peaceful ways to follow them. To not be tainted by the ways of the two factions that fight this war.” He thought it was selfish to want this, to go against these boots own wishes, but can he have that? He has been fighting and sacrificing for so long, he has been forced to live in the cruelty of this reality, cant he be selfish, at least once?

Chase looked up at him, there was confusion in the mechs eyes but also a deep understanding “why would you not wish for them to follow the path of autobots?”

The Prime sighed once more “I know my faction” he stated “I know despite their good intentions, they will twist the story of the war. They will turn the young generations against the decepticons, and sure most deserve it, but they will forget to add why the Decepticons started. Why did Megatron begin all of this? This war is not good versus evil, it's not black and white, I want the youth to know what led to this. I want them to know how to prevent this. The autobots may be fighting for life but many of them do not understand the Decepticons, only seeing them as monsters.”

“Why us then?” Blades queried

“The Rescue force was the golden ray of hope that lit the golden age on Cybertron, driving the need for peace. They believed in peace, always accepting the ones who were shunned, always looking towards the bad while the council turned a blind eye. The Rescue bot code keeps you from bending the truth, I believe you four will be the ones to not only represent the autobots but also the Decepticons, showing the good of both factions.”

“What about you” Chase questioned “won't you be there to help spread the truth?”

Optimus looked at the two “war and death are unpredictable, I may fall before Cybertron rises again.” He didnt add an “if” his hope too strong, theyd find away to bring their home back to life.

#transformers #tfp #tf au #tfp au #transformers prime #maccadam #tf rescue bots #tfp autobots #tfp optimus prime #transformers rescue bots #tfp fowler

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This is a small part of what I’ve written now, just some lore I’ve put down. I still have a lot of writing to get done, then I’ll have to edit and revise. So, it will be a bit before I officially post the first chapter of anything.

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The Prime looked solemn “Megatron happened,” He recalled the war’s start. The cast issue on Cybertron boiled over into hatred eventually Megatron, a famed gladiator, went to the Rescue Bots for support. The Rescue Force was a symbol of peace and equality, no mater what cast you were, they welcomend you with open arms. He asked for their support in fixing the unjust system, and they gave it to him. They helped organize his speeches, keeping peace with protesters, pushed his cause to new levels. They supported him, empowering him, unfortunately his greed grew. He didnt see the progress they made, thinking they only stood in one spot the whole time. He turned to violence, thinking war was the only thing to fix this issue.

He still looked towards the Rescue bots for support, but when he saw them fight against his violence, he grew enraged. He rallied his followers, teaching them how to fight. He planned an attack against them, catching them by suprise. They attacked, hunting and killing the Rescuebots.

Many saw this act as a decleration of war. Many believed that Megatron used and decieved the Rescue bots the entire time, earning them the name, Decpticons.

#transformers #tfp #tf au #tfp au #transformers prime #maccadam #tf rescue bots #tfp optimus prime #tfp autobots #tfp headcanons #tfp decepticons #decepticons #tfrb au #autobots #tfrb boulder #tfrb chase #tfrb blades #tfrb heatwave #tfrb #rescue bots #transformers rescue bots

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So I’ve been inactive for a tad second, honestly How To Train your Dragon caught my eye and I’ve left TFP on the drying rack for a week or two. So to keep myself active and get back in the transformers mood, I’ve come up with some stuff about the kids. Their home life, some Headcanons, and just about them.

So let’s learn about the kids!!

Jack Darby is up first! Jack is the oldest of the teens, though he’s yet to hit even his young adult years. He’s a 17 year old teen. Tall and lanky, he stands around 6’7. At this point taller than his mom and even Fowler. Kids at his school often joke that he is emo, due to his tendencies to wear darker and baggier clothes. Also there’s the fact that he hasn’t cut his hair for awhile and it grew out. For the longest time he’d let his hair just fall over his face, only recently did he start pulling it back into a bun. He’s considered the quiet kid at school and around town. He doesn’t talk much, tends to stay home when he can, and rarely does he allow his emotions to show. He’s quite to a point that most kids at his school thinks he’s mute, only a few people know he’s not.

•Jack doesn’t have a dead beat dad, he just has a dead one.

•He likes drawing, he and Miko bond over it. He prefers realism, and neutral colors

• he has a thing for short more rounded women (hint at how Sierra’s gonna look ;)

•He’s interested in history and has an extreme curiosity that cannot be quenched!

•Jack has tendency’s to panic over those around him, always stressed about someone.

•unfortunately he’s also dealing with some mental issues (ones that we’ll have to learn about on the way.)

Miko Nakadi is up next! Miko is a young Japanese teen, she’s eccentric and loud. Standing at only 5 feet, and is 16 years old. Nothing seems to bother her, and she’s seems to have distaste for authority. This is due to her life in Japan. Miko grew up on a boat, raised by fishermen. They weren’t her bio family, though they still took her in. For most of her life in Japan she was raised on the water, not even going to a public school. These fishermen influenced most of who she is. They’re loud and enthusiastic, always encouraging her to be her real self. That combined with her little interaction with those her own age and others that lived in Japan, she has no fear to show herself. Unfortunately due to an accident on the sea, Miko got injured, permanently leaving some health issues. Due to this accident the local authorities deemed that she wasn’t raised in a safe environment and took her away, this left a bad taste of authority’s in her mouth. Eventually she managed to get enrolled in a exchange student program and was sent to America.

•She has no idea who her bio family is and doesn’t want to know.

•like Jack she loves drawing, though she prefers a more fantasy setting with bunches of colors.

•she has yet to know her type, though seems to be very open when it comes to sexuality.

•she struggles when it comes to understanding danger, as she’s been introduced to a considerably large amount of it since she was young. She also struggles understanding people and their emotions, due to not being around many.

•other than her health issue, Miko was diagnosed with Autism at a young age, and she believes that she has some ADHD.

•She loves music, especially rock and metal. If it’s loud, it’s fun. (She’s mostly deaf, having to wear hearing aids) she loves to play instruments, and has an easy time picking up on how to learn them.

Rafael Esquivel is our final one of the main trio. At 12 years old he’s only 4 1/2 feet. He’s a child prodigy, practically skipping middle school and most of elementary school. Soon it’s believed he’ll be able to go to college. He’s from a Hispanic family, a large one, having 10 siblings. Raf is from a family of geniuses, his parent both being engineers, and his sibling all aiming for high grades and phd’s. Since he was young, Raf loved to absorb knowledge. He read as many books as he could, took a lot of notes, always asked his siblings to teach him all they know. So his older sister taught him coding, while her twin taught him how to hack. One of his older brothers showed him how to start in the engineering field, often giving him little projects to build and learn from. His other siblings will teach him about biology and chemistry, despite him not being as interested in those fields. Then theirs his eldest brother, he makes sure everyone is taken care of in their parents place, always making sure that a break is taken. He also make sure that Raf keeps an open mind.

•His parents are rarely home, always on the job and making sure their family has enough to live a comfortable life. Their eldest son became the primary caretaker of the house, after Raf’s Abuela passed.

•He doesn’t show much interest in doing art like the other two, but he does enjoy the beauty of it. Especially since one of his aunt’s constantly shows him the beauty of the world.

•He’s too young and too into his education to even think about sexuality and romance. Even though one of his brothers is into psychology and sociology and is especially all about romance.

•Since he’s been so focused on learning and not socializing, his only friends are his siblings, he moved too quick through school too actually get to know kids his age. Sure the older kids treat him well in school, but they’ve never been friendly.

•His family believes that he has autism (I know a stereotype) but they’ve never diagnosed him or put him on any medications.

•other than his love for engineering, computers, and science, Raf has shown to be interested in a few other things. He loves reptiles and other little critters. He especially loves gaming and racing in games or with toy cars. He’s also shown an interest in archeology, especially since his uncle is an Archeologist, and gave him a necklace with a claw fossil attached to it.

That’s all I’m going to share for now, I feel like it’s best to learn about them as we go through the story. I also wanna mention that Jasper will be much more alive, bringing in more human characters and rounding out the few we get to see. Jack and Vince will still be rivals (it’s mostly one sided, Vince can’t handle Jack’s quite self.) sierra will have more to her than just being Jack’s small crush. Her friend will go through a race change and will have a twin, her family will also be the one fostering Miko. There will also be more characters introduced, you will just have to wait to meet them.

#transformers #tfp #tf au #tfp au #transformers prime #jack darby #miko nakadai #tfp jack #tfp miko #rafael esquivel #tfp raf #tfp vince #maccadam

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Cybertronian Units of Time: a Guide

…concocted by me, via:

Canon Definitions

Most Common Terms Used in Fandom (that I have seen)

Most Common Interpretations of Aforementioned Terms

Math That Makes Those Terms Make Sense Together

Filling in the Blanks With What Sounded Good (to me)

So essentially I began with Cybertronian units with explicit definitions in canon that are also widely used in fandom (ie. Vorn = 83 years, Joor = 6 hours, Groon = 1 hour). I then worked my way out from those and tried to keep to rough factors of 6/8/10.

Some terms that did have explicit canon definitions had to be slightly skewed from their value (ie. Breem: 8 → 6 minutes, Klik: 8 → 6 minutes) if their definition contradicted another definition that made more sense/fit better. 

At any rate, obviously no one is obligated to use this standard, but canon Transformers content has been unfortunately… awful at establishing any universal units of time, their relationship to each other, or their equivalents to human units of time.

So this occasionally makes fanfiction an absolute nightmare for people like me with a crap memory who don’t want to constantly have to scroll through a thousand pages of the wiki to remind themselves what the hell a groon is.

So, naturally, I simply spent far too long whipping up this at-a-glance guide to keep track of it & on the off chance that the fandom might adopt it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

(PLEASE REBLOG THIS IF YOU LIKE IT SO THAT MORE FANS CAN SEE IT!)

#maccadam #transformers #cybertronian time #transformers time #maccadam guide #transformers units of time #cybertronian units of time #maccadam units of time #transformers time guide #cybertronian time guide #helpful

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As I figure out all the details in my tfp and rescue bots rewrite, I think I’m gonna test my writing by uploading chapters of TFP AU’s that I’ve been writing.

This one is heavily inspired by warrior cats.

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“Long ago, our world used to be ruled by two dominant species. Humans and Ailurans. The two species of equal intelligence, battled for land.” They looked the same for the most part, almost making you wonder why they were deemed a different species. Other than their beliefs, the main difference was what the Ailurans could do. They're like werewolves,to a fault, though you could jokingly call them werecats. The Ailurans have a unique ability to shift into a feline form, looking like domestic house cats, but much bigger and stronger with the intelligence of a human.

Back to the conflict between the Humans and Ailurans. “Humans feared the Ailurans and their strength, concerned that their beliefs would lead them to attack. So the Humans attacked first, destroying their villages and breaking apart their clans. So the Ailurans retaliated, they raided Human settlements, killed their kind, and destroyed all they could. The two species fought for many generations, with the Ailurans having the upper hand thanks to their strength and senses.

Well, they had the upper hand till the humans discovered something. This something was devastating, almost like a plague spreading through the shifting species. If you weren't felled by the plague, then you were turned into mindless monsters. The plague changed the course of the war, driving the Ailurans to near extinction. Eventually the Ailurans became desperate enough, for survival, they agreed to a peace treaty.

Though there was still tension between the two races, and every now and then skirmishes would happen, they found true peace and were able to live together in harmony. Eventually most clans and tribes of Ailurans conjoined with those of the humans, and now we live together in harmony.”

“Bah, too sappy ending!” Her little cub stuck his tongue out, making a disgusted face.

June couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips. “Well it's a true story, I don’t control how it ends.'' Sure, most mothers would look upon her and frown, the story of her kind wasn't the most child friendly, but June learned these types of stories were the only ones Jack would actually listen to.

The youngling huffed, dramatically pouting as he did “where's dad?” he went back to the subject she tried to distract him from.

June hid her frown “He’s having to work a long night tonight.” she hoped.

Jack gave her a questioning look, but it was soon broken with a yawn. He stretched his limbs, showing off his more feline features.

June smiled at her little cub, knowing that she'd have to get his shifting under control soon. At such a young age, with his body still developing, it could lead to issues in the future if he stayed between forms like he is now.

She heard a knock at the front door.

June cupped her son’s little face “it's time for bed little one,” she gently kissed his forehead “Goodnight, my cub.”

Jack yawned again, snuggling closer to his mouse plushie “Night night momma.”

June smiled, pulling his blanket over his little body. She turned off his light, making sure his nightlight was still on, before quietly closing his door.

Finally she went to answer the front door.

It was eerily quiet. She stood in the center of a clearing, surrounded by all sorts of flora. Mostly green mixed with warm colors. The trees swayed in a wind she could not feel, and light shined from an ethereal source above. She knew it was night though, so either the young Ailuran was going crazy or was just simply dreaming, hopefully the latter. No scent hit her nose, and all the noise she could hear was her own heartbeat.

Suddenly the ground began to shift, whispers of an unknown language chanted beyond her sight. in front of her, the thick wall of greenery parted, showing her a path to a new area. Carefully she moved forward, her eyes darting, trying to spot any dangers. Thankfully it didn't seem like anything was there to attack, so with more confidence she picked her pace up to a trot.

The path, while windy, was short. The youngling arrived at a new clearing, a pond sat in the middle, with a rock wall allowing water to flow down it. The water was crystal clear, pebbles of all shapes and sizes lined the bottom, lily’s along with a few other floating plants, drifted at the top. Inside the pond, koi fish moved together in a graceful dance.

The youngling was so entranced by the fish, she didn't notice the large Ailuran observing her from the top of the rock wall. He was clearly bigger than her, his fur long and white. Sparkling as if he had stars within his coat. His eyes, though slightly judgemental, held a certain fondness in them.

“Miko” he gently called, trying not to spook the young Ailuran. She still jumped a little, but calmed down once she realized what he was.

“Yes?’ Miko called back, awed by his presence.

“Listen carefully youngling,” his voice began to blend in with others, “for there is a prophecy that you need to fulfill.”

Miko’s heart skipped a beat. A prophecy, for her? It was rare for the clan of Ailurans to receive a prophecy, and when they did usually it was received by the leader and their healers, sometimes by fully grown warriors. It's been a long time since an apprentice, such as herself, received any important task from a Fallen.

Before she could speak, the Fallen continued on “this is a task of great importance, you may as be the future of our kind.” He observed her reaction.

With wide eyes, Miko asked “what? What do you mean? What is needed of me?”

The Fallen’s ears twitched “In time, you will come to understand what you will need to do, but you will have to figure out your task on your own.” He continued on, ignoring her confused look “your leader knows of this task, and agrees you are the perfect fit for this, when you wake, go and speak with her.” with his final words, the Fallen faded away.

Miko woke up with a start.

Blearily she looked around the dim room, her eyes still adjusting to the dark, the other apprentices still sound asleep in their bunks. Quietly, Miko stretched to awaken her sleeping muscles. Then she slipped out of the top bunk, silently landing on the floor, making sure to not awaken the apprentice that slept on the bottom. Thankfully Miko was best suited for stealth, even being able to slip by fully trained warriors unnoticed, not that she needs to. Once she left the bunkroom, Miko quickly entered the changing room, putting on clothes more suitable for a meeting with her leader. After fixing her hair, along with a few other things, she exited the Apprentice house.

She shifted into her larger feline form. She was slender, though you could clearly see muscle under black fur. Her coat shined with health, spiking back, giving her a sharp look. She quickly moved through her clan’s grounds, used to all the vegetation that hid the other house for the other classes. The biggest of the homes belonged to the warrior class, she could spot a few of the milling about despite how early it was. The sun wasn't even out. The more colorful of the homes was the nursery, their queens would stay with their cubs until they were old enough to become apprentices, and pregnant queens would move there once they were too pregnant to safely fulfill their duties. Miko could smell their milk from here. A little farther ahead was the elders home, where clan members would go once they were too old to fulfill their duties. Probably an apprentice's least favorite place in the clan. After that was the medicine den, medicine cats who were chosen by the Fallen would stay there, treating sick or injured clan members. Miko had many memories of this place. Finally she spotted the home where the leader and, if they had one, their mate would stay in. It was probably the most regal of the homes here.

Miko spotted a few warriors standing guard, amongst them was her mentor, who was heading towards her. He was bigger than most, his fluffy coat a lovely cream color, though streaks of white began to show. His light green eyes fixed on her.

“I’m surprised you're up this early,” He greeted her “is something up?”

“No,” she didn't know if she was allowed to share her dream “I just need to speak with Fallon.”

She could see the confused look in his eyes “you know apprentices can only speak with their leader when summoned,” there was a slight scolding tone to his voice, “if there's any issue you need to tell me, and I’ll deem if it's important enough to be brought up with her.”4

Before Miko could speak again, their leader exited her home. She was in her humanoid form, tidy as always.calmly she walked up to the two, a hint of a smile upon her face.

“Relax Isamu, she has been summoned” their leaders eyed the warrior “actually, I need both of you to follow me.” she turned around and quickly headed back inside her home.

Isamu gave Miko a questioning look before both of them followed their leader. The room they were greeted to, was a cozy meeting room of sorts, Fallon was already sitting in a plush looking seat. She motioned for them to sit, which they did, and she quickly explained to Isamu what was going on.

With that out of the way, Fallon began explaining what was going to happen to Miko “You are being sent to America.”

Miko’s heart froze. This had to be a joke, America was so far away! She barely paid attention as her Leader and Mentor began discussing the details of her trip, if it was a trip at all. Then, before she knew it, her leaders asked if she had any questions.

She had one “when will I be back?” Miko hesitantly asked.

Her leader gave her an unreadable look “it is unknown when you'll come back, if at all.” that practically confirmed her worst fears, is she being kicked out of the clan?

“What about her training? She’s close to earning her warrior title” Her mentor questioned, she had a feeling that he could read her fears.

Their leader simply shrugged “her training is up to her now, as for becoming a warrior that's for the Fallen to decide .

Then before Miko realized it, she was being sent to pack her bags.

#tf au #tfp #tfp au #transformers #transformers prime #jack darby #miko nakadai #tfp jack #tfp miko #tfp june #june darby

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Anyone else notice how in RID, Strongarm has a great aim.

Like I’ve been thinking about her recently, mostly because while I’m not going to rewrite RID I am going to write something that replaces it and she going to be in it. I’ve noticed a good few things about her, but realized her aim is amazing.

The best example of this would be when Bee’s mind get turned back to basically a little kids, and ended up following Strongarm and Grimlock to the fair when they were tracking down the Von that caused this. After some shenanigans they loose Bee and end up getting stuck on one of those spinning rides. During that they both are spinning so fast that they get stuck to the wall. To stop this Strongarm manages to shoot the controls in one shot while they’re still spinning.

#tfp #transformers #tf rid15 #tf rid 2015

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Hi, I’m on around 30 minutes of sleep at the moment, and I think it’s time to give team Prime their height, and vehicle modes, and a rough idea on their age and what they did before the war. (This includes all team Prime through the entire show dead or alive.)

Ok before I begin, just to let people know, I haven’t put much thought into this and am very tired but can’t see to sleep until I get this out. If you want to see more then check out my post I did on the Rescue bots. Also some of the heights that I find will be slightly added onto or rounded up, if deemed necessary.

Let’s Roll on, shall we!

Optimus Prime: the big guy himself, second oldest on the team. He is of course an old Peterbilt, I based him of a peterbilt 379. It’s difficult for me to find his height on this because I could add the trailer making him tall or just the truck. As just the truck he’d be short close to 10 or 11 feet, which obviously doesn’t fit the Prime. (Though it’d be funny). With the trailer he’d be around 50 feet which is a better size for him, but the trailer is not apart of his body which is why I’m hesitant to use its length. Though I guess we could use some G1 magic.

Ratchet: the good old doctor of doom (dramatic Megatron go brrr) he’s obviously the oldest of the team, mostly likely an elder by cybertronian standards. I’d say he’s a type 3 ambulance, making him around 23 feet. Not Prime big, but a decent size.

Arcee: before UltraMagnus and Wheeljack showed up, she was the third oldest on the team (not much older than Bulk tho). Unfortunately for her she’s the smallest. I chose a fast motorcycle for her, a dodge tomahawk, the fastest motorcycle in the world (according to google). Now onto her size, I’m sorry but she’s around 10 feet tall😭.

Bulkhead: the wrecker himself! Good old Bulk is 4th in age at the start of the series but at the end, he’s forced to 6th place for age. So we can go the jeep route like Prime did, making him around 20 feet tall. Though we could go the animated route and make him some sort of armored vehicle, likely military. If he went that route I’d say he’s around, 25 ft, I know not much bigger.

Bumblebee: Ah the good old scout, the youngest of the bots throughout the whole series. He probably has the most iconic vehicles mode of all the bots, making him easy to pick for. I looked it up and they said in one of the movies he was a slightly modified 2011 Camaro SS. This would make Bee around 16 feet tall.

Wheeljack: Ah yes Jackie, best friend of Bulk, tormentor of Ratchet. When he joins the team full time, head around the third oldest (a bit older than Magnus) as for his vehicle form, that was slightly tricky to pick. Idk what car he his, so imma choose a new one or similar one. Ok, so the 2017 Ford GT does look close to his car in the show. This would make him around 17 feet, so around Bee’s height.

SmokeScreen: the good old rookie, he’s the second youngest on the team (only slightly older than bee). He be a speedy boi, so he need a fast car. I was going to pick the fastest car in the world but, another fit his alt in the show. That would be the Hennessy Venom F5, this would make him around (technically 15) but I’m going to add a couple feet making him around 20 ft.

UltraMagnus: this rule dude was easy to decide for, when he joins he’d the 4th oldest on the team. As for his alt mode, he chose what Prime had before the upgrade. He’d be around 53 ft.

Cliffjumper: poor boi, he deserves much better. When he was alive he was between Bull and Arcee’s age. His alt mode was a 1964 Pontiac GTO. This alt would’ve made him around 18 feet tall.

Yay finally done with all that stuff, let’s get into what they were before the war.

Optimus: he was of course Orion Pax before the war, a simple data clerk.

Ratchet: he was a doctor, though less experienced than he is now.

Magnus: he was in the Elite guard.

Arcee: idk about her, she’s difficult to tell. Maybe a racer or was in the entertainment business (I know stranger for this Arcee, but it’s clear that she’s very war torn, so she could have changed a bit.)

Jackie: he was most definitely and scientists/ engineer before the war.

Bulk: he said it himself, he was in construction.

Cliff: now we don’t get a lot about him, but I think it’s be a funny nod to his first VA (DWAYNE THE ROCK JHONSON!) that he was either a wrestler or an actor, or perhaps both.

SmokeScreen: was still in the Academy to become an Elite guardsman.

Bee: like Smokey, he was still in school, though I’d say he was around a high school senior before the war broke out.

Now that all for now, I might make a post about the human either together or separately. Also I plan on making Jasper a lot more lively than it is in the show.

#transformers #tfp #transformers prime #tfp au #tf au #tfp autobots #tfp arcee #tfp wheeljack #tfp optimus prime #tfp ratchet #tfp bumblebee #tfp smokescreen #tfp ultra magnus #tfp cliffjumper

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Anyone else remember that the Greene’s have two dogs?

Like where did they come from!? And where have they been!?

They just appear and there’s barely much mention about them, like I wish we got more explanation about these two, because the few episodes they are in they’re just used as plot devices.

#transformers rescue bots #tf rescue bots #transformers #frankie greene #doc greene

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I’ve made my decision! I think I wanna take on the task of rewriting the aligned continuity (other than the games)

Ok, so I’ve already talked a bit about the Rescue bots rewrite, and now onto the Prime one. Like they are now the series will be going on at the same time.

But, unlike what I’ve said about Rescue bots so far, I’m going to explain why I wanna rewrite Prime before I talk about the bots and their alt modes. Sort of sharing what I enjoy about the show (and let me tell you I love this show) and what really bugs me about it.

Ok let’s get my likes and dislikes about the Prime team and the three kids out of the way first.

Optimus: before I say anything else, this is probably my introduction of him, along with all the others. I like him, he keeps cool and is level headed. He sees his mistakes and improves upon them, and rarely does he allow his emotions get in the way of his decisions. He’s wise and knowing, but still has moments when he makes mistakes. There’s not much I have to say about him

Ratchet: I love this old grump! He knows what he doing, cares for his team, you see his growth in the fact that he didn’t care for the humans to being protective of them. We see him questioning his leader, and being wise himself. He may not be my favorite but he’s definitely around the top!:)

UltraMagnus: at first I didn’t have much of an opinion on this guy, then I started to like him (I’ve realized I have a thing about big guys who are very rule oriented, especially if they are associated with blue), then I heard about other versions of him and realized how flat he seemed. I just wish him and some others were a bit more rounded out.

Bulkhead: I like him, he’s a gentle giant but still can be quite tough. I don’t have anything against this giant, so I don’t have much to say.

Wheeljack: I love him, he’s the reckless bot we need without being too cocky. I like his character and don’t have much to say about him.

Arcee: she’s a tough gal and is clearly dealing with a bunch mental issues, especially due to the trauma that she has. I love her story, enjoy her personality, and like Bulkhead I don’t have much bad stuff to say about her.

Cliffjumper: I know we didn’t get much of him, as he was killed literally in the beginning of the first episode, and we got that flashback of him. Though I like what we got about him, and wish they did something more with his zombiefied body.

Bumblebee: I love everything about him, he suits his young character, but it’s obvious that he’s smart and talented. There’s not much I don’t like about him

Smokescreen: okay, he’s probably the only bot that I have a few meh’s about. I like how he was in the third season, but hated how he was in the second season. I get though he was written to be that way, but here’s the issue, he’s a guard who was tasked to protect someone super important. I feel like they wouldn’t give that job to someone as young and arrogant as him, and I feel as though he should have gotten wiser in the presence of said important prime.

Finally let’s get onto the more controversial characters, the three kids.

Jack Darby: ok I know what I’m about to say is controversial, but I honestly don’t like him too much. He’s such a flat character to me, he has few interest and those seem so stereotypical. I get it he’s the hero character of the kids, but his heroic and smart moments seem so forced to me. It feels like in order for him to shine, the others must be incompetent. I just wish he was rounded out more and his moments of bravery and smarts weren’t so forced. Also I know he’s a teen with a single mom, but he’s a little too moody for me.

Miko Nakadi: ok I feel as if she’s the most controversial character. Honestly she’s my favorite, she’s loud and rambunctious and for me she made things more exciting. But I do see her flaws that have made people hate her. She doesn’t learn from her mistakes and keeps making them over and over again. She felt way too incompetent for a exchange student, I believe you have to meet a certain score in order to actually enroll into the program. She is kind of dense to danger and others feelings from time to time.

Rafael Esquivel: I like him and wish that he’s was in the show a lot more, especially at the later episodes it seem as though he was put a lot more in the background. He’s smart for his age and though I know people hate that he’s that smart for his age, I like it. Though I wish we got more explanation as for how he’s able to do that stuff on the computers as well as he can and how he can understand Bee.

That’s all I have to complain about the main characters for now, I don’t have much to say about the Decepticons and all I have to say about the human characters is that I wish they were more rounded out.

Ok now for some things that I wish were added or changed.

I wish that the humans connected more to bots that weren’t there guardian. I wish we got more background on each bot and the war. More moments with M.E.C.H, and other dangerous humans. Also I kind of wish we got more cybertronian’s, especially on the Autobot side.

That’s all I’m gonna say for now, and to whoever chose to read this, if you have ideas or even concerns please tell me, and I’ll respond best I can. And please I’d love questions.

#miko nakadai #jack darby #rafael esquivel #tfp au #tfp jack #tfp miko #tfp raf #tfp #tfp wheeljack #tfp ratchet #tfp optimus prime #tfp arcee #tfp autobots #tfp ultra magnus #tfp bulkhead #tfp bumblebee #tfp smokescreen #tfp cliffjumper #transformers prime #transformers

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Pebbles

#cute pets #cat