Tf oc Redstreak!

[sparkmender]

“Today I spelled my own name wrong, so that’s where I’m at.”

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Oh darling, that happens to all of us."

[ask-glory-haddock-and-others]

((Don't remember who I yoinked it from on my dash but))

Humanformers Creater

((Humanformers Redstreak! Lots of symbolism here... Who'd she see?))

Who did Redstreak see?

S.S. J4ckH4mm3r Prime

Spearmint

Both of them

Secret extra option?! 👀

Voting ended onDec 7, 2025

[ask-glory-haddock-and-others]

((So the green sucks but thats okay, have a green Prime))

((Sunshine boy!!))

[ask-glory-haddock-and-others]

((And...... here's S4v3!))

((Huh... wonder why she looks so scared?))

[ask-glory-haddock-and-others]

((Warning! Feral ahh seeker incoming!))

[ask-glory-haddock-and-others]

((Another seeker incoming!))

((Huh... why does a woman have the same build as a man?))

[ask-glory-haddock-and-others]

((Humans now! The 17 year old goes first))

((After church, who'd he see?))

Who did Perseus see?

His dad

His cousin

S4v3

Redstreak

Secret extra option?! Again? 👀

Voting ended onDec 1, 2025

[ask-glory-haddock-and-others]

((That poll was supposed to last the week... Anyways.))

((Here comes trouble, make it double! Anita is in the house!))

[ask-glory-haddock-and-others]

((Who's there? It's Elio Haddock!))

((Dad looks a little tired guys.))

[ask-tf-redstreak]

((KC GO TOUCH GRASS))

[alpha113nredshirteradicon]

"Oh? Another Vehicon?"

A red femme that looks oddly like Smokescreen comes up.

@ask-tf-redstreak

"Another? You say that like maybe you're collecting us or something..." He gives the most suspicious squint behind his mask. Which looks like he's not making an expression at all from the outside.

[alpha113nredshirteradicon]

"Not an Autobot. Are you a Decepticon then?" How else could the femme be friends with Knock Out? Unless the femme was non-aligned, which is possible, but odd, especially for one who hung around Decepticons. Megatron, their leader, was very much someone who believed 'if you're not with us, you're against us.'

Allen used to be a non-aligned seeker sometime near the start of the war. Until Megatron ordered all non-aligned bots to be taken prisoner and operated on by Shockwave.

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Also no, I prefer not to get bogged down by factions. Although... I will ask that you don't talk to Megatron or Soundwave... I rather enjoy being free, even if it is harder to come by the energon."

[alpha113nredshirteradicon]

"Oh? Another Vehicon?"

A red femme that looks oddly like Smokescreen comes up.

@ask-tf-redstreak

"Another? You say that like maybe you're collecting us or something..." He gives the most suspicious squint behind his mask. Which looks like he's not making an expression at all from the outside.

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Collecting you? Hardly. I have met quite a few in my time."

[alpha113nredshirteradicon]

"I hope you've met them under good circumstances," he says, standing with his hands on his hips.

He tilts his helm, leaning forward, looking closely at the other. "You look like you could be an Autobot, and meeting a lot of my kind and being an Autobot..." he trails off. Usually, if an Autobot met a bunch of his kind, it was because they were massicuring them.

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Oh, I'm not Autobot." The femme laughs. "Though my... brothers... are. No, I'm simply friends with the Decepticon medic, good old Knockout."

[divinerpresources]

Send ♥ to give my muse a kiss! No reason, just do it!

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[alpha113nredshirteradicon]

"Oh? Another Vehicon?"

A red femme that looks oddly like Smokescreen comes up.

@ask-tf-redstreak

"Another? You say that like maybe you're collecting us or something..." He gives the most suspicious squint behind his mask. Which looks like he's not making an expression at all from the outside.

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Collecting you? Hardly. I have met quite a few in my time."

[divinerpresources]

Send “⚠️” plus a warning label for my muse.

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[divinerpresources]

Send “⚠️” plus a warning label for my muse.

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[ask-tf-redstreak]

@primuses-least-favorite-child

"HeyheyheyheyheyIhavewaytoomuchenergyrightnowhaveyouseenSpearmint?Ineedtotalktothem."

[allsparkbox-tfrp]

"S4V3!"

*Ore rushes to their side. Gently lifting them up to check for damage*

"Dont- help them!"

"STOP! JUST- Be quiet please! You don't know them! You're scaring them! Go away!"

"Ore."

"No. Gadget. Stop. Please. Be quiet and just stop."

*Ore takes a deep breath before turning back to S4v3.*

"A...are you alright?"

[ask-tf-s4v3]

"I- I'm fine."

"Where's Redstreak? Is she alright? I hurt her..."

[allsparkbox-tfrp]

"...they're in the hospital in Iacon. Looking for you."

"..."

"what happened to you? You had us all worried..."

[ask-tf-s4v3]

"I was hit by electricity, and then everything went blank. It was like I was watching my body from outside."

[allsparkbox-tfrp]

"...You were talking to yourself a lot too. What was up with that?"

*Ore gave Gadget a "shut up" look before looking back at S4v3.*

"Did someone hack you? Do..you know who could've done that to you?"

[ask-tf-s4v3]

"I- I'm sorry, I don't know."

Her wings twitch in slight fear when Gadget speaks, still on guard.

[allsparkbox-tfrp]

"...that's okay. Let's just get you to the medical center to check you out alright?"

*Ore scoops up S4v3*

"Yeah. I'll let Stormflash and Spearmint know we're headed over there."

[ask-tf-s4v3]

"O-okay."

[ask-tf-redstreak]

@allsparkbox-tfrp

This one

[allsparkbox]

"Spearmint?"

@ask-tf-redstreak

Spearmint was in the archives engrossed in whatever menial task they took upon themselves to do. They had a neutral if not stand-offish expression as they tapped away at a panel. They were snapped away from their thoughts when they heard Redstreak call out to them, glancing over to greet them with a more softened expression.  “Ah, Redstreak, it is nice to see you, is there something you need?” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"No, I just haven'tseen you in forever. What are you working on?"

Redstreak says, leaning over Spearmint's shoulder.

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint relaxed softly as they tilted their helm to the side to allow their conjux to rest their helm on their shoulder. Glancing back at their work their expression soon turned more focused as they spoke.

 “Just wanted to help with the sorting system of the archives, since the…er…upheaval it seems to have glitched beyond saving. So I figured I would just manually reconfigure it. However I must admit, it is difficult to choose where some files go. For example, the…Quintessons are both enemies and a life form and a civilization, although a brute and malignant one, so should I classify under ”alien civilization", “enemy of the state” or a new category-"

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak sighs and mulls it over, finally coming to a conclusion.

"Alien enemy of the state. They aren't Cybertronian. And doesn't that category already exist? I could've sworn I made it when we first came into contact with the Quints."

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint hums before logging the file away.  “Yes I suppose that is the most logical conclusion,”  They pause at Redstreaks remark before continuing.  “I would not be surprised if you did, but the system did suffer some damage during the whole…revolution, so some data has been lost. Along with a lot of data having been purged during Sentinel's reign by his direct order, which I am still trying to recover, unfortunately, it does appear he smelted a lot of valuable and highly significant data chips. But nonetheless, attempting to get the facts straight once more is important, no matter how tedious.”

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Ugh, I hate that slagger. I wish it wasn't so easy to believe that he'd pull that kind of scrap."

[allsparkbox]

“…”

“Yes, well it does feel like every day we discover more atrocities, however, do not burden yourself with what has been done. No one could have predicted his egregious actions. No one, not the primes, and not even you.” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"... That's where you're wrong, love. My outlier ability, remember?"

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint sighs softly, turning towards Redstreak and gently clasping their servo in between their own.  “I do not claim to fully understand your ability sweetspark, but, if Vector, Alpha Trion, Prima couldn't have detected such deception, then maybe some things can not be computed or predicted. Things will slip between cracks we cannot see, cannot catch before it is gone” 

“No matter, what has happened, happened, we must move forward to ensure it does not happen again.” 

They lean up, pressing a small kiss on their forehead. 

“And you are not alone, J4ckH4mm3r and I are and always will be here for you.” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak gives a soft sigh, nuzzling Spearmint softly.

"What would I do without you?"

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint smiles softly at the affection

“Would you like me to run a simulated guess?” 

They replied with a rare half-joke

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Why not?"

[allsparkbox]

“ah, well let me see.”

They lean back for a nanoclick, lost in thought before their expression flickers in some a solemn expression before going back to their neutral expression. 

“Well, I suppose J4ckh4mm3r would be your support system but something tells me you would bottle up your feelings more often than not.” 

They spoke quietly if not thoughtfully (and maybe slightly pointedly)

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Hey! Rude, I would so not. Nah, I'd be a hot mess."

[allsparkbox]

"Spearmint?"

@ask-tf-redstreak

Spearmint was in the archives engrossed in whatever menial task they took upon themselves to do. They had a neutral if not stand-offish expression as they tapped away at a panel. They were snapped away from their thoughts when they heard Redstreak call out to them, glancing over to greet them with a more softened expression.  “Ah, Redstreak, it is nice to see you, is there something you need?” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"No, I just haven'tseen you in forever. What are you working on?"

Redstreak says, leaning over Spearmint's shoulder.

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint relaxed softly as they tilted their helm to the side to allow their conjux to rest their helm on their shoulder. Glancing back at their work their expression soon turned more focused as they spoke.

 “Just wanted to help with the sorting system of the archives, since the…er…upheaval it seems to have glitched beyond saving. So I figured I would just manually reconfigure it. However I must admit, it is difficult to choose where some files go. For example, the…Quintessons are both enemies and a life form and a civilization, although a brute and malignant one, so should I classify under ”alien civilization", “enemy of the state” or a new category-"

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak sighs and mulls it over, finally coming to a conclusion.

"Alien enemy of the state. They aren't Cybertronian. And doesn't that category already exist? I could've sworn I made it when we first came into contact with the Quints."

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint hums before logging the file away.  “Yes I suppose that is the most logical conclusion,”  They pause at Redstreaks remark before continuing.  “I would not be surprised if you did, but the system did suffer some damage during the whole…revolution, so some data has been lost. Along with a lot of data having been purged during Sentinel's reign by his direct order, which I am still trying to recover, unfortunately, it does appear he smelted a lot of valuable and highly significant data chips. But nonetheless, attempting to get the facts straight once more is important, no matter how tedious.”

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Ugh, I hate that slagger. I wish it wasn't so easy to believe that he'd pull that kind of scrap."

[allsparkbox]

“…”

“Yes, well it does feel like every day we discover more atrocities, however, do not burden yourself with what has been done. No one could have predicted his egregious actions. No one, not the primes, and not even you.” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"... That's where you're wrong, love. My outlier ability, remember?"

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint sighs softly, turning towards Redstreak and gently clasping their servo in between their own.  “I do not claim to fully understand your ability sweetspark, but, if Vector, Alpha Trion, Prima couldn't have detected such deception, then maybe some things can not be computed or predicted. Things will slip between cracks we cannot see, cannot catch before it is gone” 

“No matter, what has happened, happened, we must move forward to ensure it does not happen again.” 

They lean up, pressing a small kiss on their forehead. 

“And you are not alone, J4ckH4mm3r and I are and always will be here for you.” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak gives a soft sigh, nuzzling Spearmint softly.

"What would I do without you?"

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint smiles softly at the affection

“Would you like me to run a simulated guess?” 

They replied with a rare half-joke

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Why not?"

[allsparkbox]

"Spearmint?"

@ask-tf-redstreak

Spearmint was in the archives engrossed in whatever menial task they took upon themselves to do. They had a neutral if not stand-offish expression as they tapped away at a panel. They were snapped away from their thoughts when they heard Redstreak call out to them, glancing over to greet them with a more softened expression.  “Ah, Redstreak, it is nice to see you, is there something you need?” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"No, I just haven'tseen you in forever. What are you working on?"

Redstreak says, leaning over Spearmint's shoulder.

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint relaxed softly as they tilted their helm to the side to allow their conjux to rest their helm on their shoulder. Glancing back at their work their expression soon turned more focused as they spoke.

 “Just wanted to help with the sorting system of the archives, since the…er…upheaval it seems to have glitched beyond saving. So I figured I would just manually reconfigure it. However I must admit, it is difficult to choose where some files go. For example, the…Quintessons are both enemies and a life form and a civilization, although a brute and malignant one, so should I classify under ”alien civilization", “enemy of the state” or a new category-"

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak sighs and mulls it over, finally coming to a conclusion.

"Alien enemy of the state. They aren't Cybertronian. And doesn't that category already exist? I could've sworn I made it when we first came into contact with the Quints."

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint hums before logging the file away.  “Yes I suppose that is the most logical conclusion,”  They pause at Redstreaks remark before continuing.  “I would not be surprised if you did, but the system did suffer some damage during the whole…revolution, so some data has been lost. Along with a lot of data having been purged during Sentinel's reign by his direct order, which I am still trying to recover, unfortunately, it does appear he smelted a lot of valuable and highly significant data chips. But nonetheless, attempting to get the facts straight once more is important, no matter how tedious.”

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Ugh, I hate that slagger. I wish it wasn't so easy to believe that he'd pull that kind of scrap."

[allsparkbox]

“…”

“Yes, well it does feel like every day we discover more atrocities, however, do not burden yourself with what has been done. No one could have predicted his egregious actions. No one, not the primes, and not even you.” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"... That's where you're wrong, love. My outlier ability, remember?"

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint sighs softly, turning towards Redstreak and gently clasping their servo in between their own.  “I do not claim to fully understand your ability sweetspark, but, if Vector, Alpha Trion, Prima couldn't have detected such deception, then maybe some things can not be computed or predicted. Things will slip between cracks we cannot see, cannot catch before it is gone” 

“No matter, what has happened, happened, we must move forward to ensure it does not happen again.” 

They lean up, pressing a small kiss on their forehead. 

“And you are not alone, J4ckH4mm3r and I are and always will be here for you.” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak gives a soft sigh, nuzzling Spearmint softly.

"What would I do without you?"

[allsparkbox]

"Spearmint?"

@ask-tf-redstreak

Spearmint was in the archives engrossed in whatever menial task they took upon themselves to do. They had a neutral if not stand-offish expression as they tapped away at a panel. They were snapped away from their thoughts when they heard Redstreak call out to them, glancing over to greet them with a more softened expression.  “Ah, Redstreak, it is nice to see you, is there something you need?” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"No, I just haven'tseen you in forever. What are you working on?"

Redstreak says, leaning over Spearmint's shoulder.

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint relaxed softly as they tilted their helm to the side to allow their conjux to rest their helm on their shoulder. Glancing back at their work their expression soon turned more focused as they spoke.

 “Just wanted to help with the sorting system of the archives, since the…er…upheaval it seems to have glitched beyond saving. So I figured I would just manually reconfigure it. However I must admit, it is difficult to choose where some files go. For example, the…Quintessons are both enemies and a life form and a civilization, although a brute and malignant one, so should I classify under ”alien civilization", “enemy of the state” or a new category-"

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak sighs and mulls it over, finally coming to a conclusion.

"Alien enemy of the state. They aren't Cybertronian. And doesn't that category already exist? I could've sworn I made it when we first came into contact with the Quints."

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint hums before logging the file away.  “Yes I suppose that is the most logical conclusion,”  They pause at Redstreaks remark before continuing.  “I would not be surprised if you did, but the system did suffer some damage during the whole…revolution, so some data has been lost. Along with a lot of data having been purged during Sentinel's reign by his direct order, which I am still trying to recover, unfortunately, it does appear he smelted a lot of valuable and highly significant data chips. But nonetheless, attempting to get the facts straight once more is important, no matter how tedious.”

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Ugh, I hate that slagger. I wish it wasn't so easy to believe that he'd pull that kind of scrap."

[allsparkbox]

“…”

“Yes, well it does feel like every day we discover more atrocities, however, do not burden yourself with what has been done. No one could have predicted his egregious actions. No one, not the primes, and not even you.” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"... That's where you're wrong, love. My outlier ability, remember?"

[allsparkbox]

"Spearmint?"

@ask-tf-redstreak

Spearmint was in the archives engrossed in whatever menial task they took upon themselves to do. They had a neutral if not stand-offish expression as they tapped away at a panel. They were snapped away from their thoughts when they heard Redstreak call out to them, glancing over to greet them with a more softened expression.  “Ah, Redstreak, it is nice to see you, is there something you need?” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"No, I just haven'tseen you in forever. What are you working on?"

Redstreak says, leaning over Spearmint's shoulder.

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint relaxed softly as they tilted their helm to the side to allow their conjux to rest their helm on their shoulder. Glancing back at their work their expression soon turned more focused as they spoke.

 “Just wanted to help with the sorting system of the archives, since the…er…upheaval it seems to have glitched beyond saving. So I figured I would just manually reconfigure it. However I must admit, it is difficult to choose where some files go. For example, the…Quintessons are both enemies and a life form and a civilization, although a brute and malignant one, so should I classify under ”alien civilization", “enemy of the state” or a new category-"

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak sighs and mulls it over, finally coming to a conclusion.

"Alien enemy of the state. They aren't Cybertronian. And doesn't that category already exist? I could've sworn I made it when we first came into contact with the Quints."

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint hums before logging the file away.  “Yes I suppose that is the most logical conclusion,”  They pause at Redstreaks remark before continuing.  “I would not be surprised if you did, but the system did suffer some damage during the whole…revolution, so some data has been lost. Along with a lot of data having been purged during Sentinel's reign by his direct order, which I am still trying to recover, unfortunately, it does appear he smelted a lot of valuable and highly significant data chips. But nonetheless, attempting to get the facts straight once more is important, no matter how tedious.”

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"Ugh, I hate that slagger. I wish it wasn't so easy to believe that he'd pull that kind of scrap."

[allsparkbox]

"Spearmint?"

@ask-tf-redstreak

Spearmint was in the archives engrossed in whatever menial task they took upon themselves to do. They had a neutral if not stand-offish expression as they tapped away at a panel. They were snapped away from their thoughts when they heard Redstreak call out to them, glancing over to greet them with a more softened expression.  “Ah, Redstreak, it is nice to see you, is there something you need?” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"No, I just haven'tseen you in forever. What are you working on?"

Redstreak says, leaning over Spearmint's shoulder.

[allsparkbox]

Spearmint relaxed softly as they tilted their helm to the side to allow their conjux to rest their helm on their shoulder. Glancing back at their work their expression soon turned more focused as they spoke.

 “Just wanted to help with the sorting system of the archives, since the…er…upheaval it seems to have glitched beyond saving. So I figured I would just manually reconfigure it. However I must admit, it is difficult to choose where some files go. For example, the…Quintessons are both enemies and a life form and a civilization, although a brute and malignant one, so should I classify under ”alien civilization", “enemy of the state” or a new category-"

[ask-tf-redstreak]

Redstreak sighs and mulls it over, finally coming to a conclusion.

"Alien enemy of the state. They aren't Cybertronian. And doesn't that category already exist? I could've sworn I made it when we first came into contact with the Quints."

[allsparkbox]

"Spearmint?"

@ask-tf-redstreak

Spearmint was in the archives engrossed in whatever menial task they took upon themselves to do. They had a neutral if not stand-offish expression as they tapped away at a panel. They were snapped away from their thoughts when they heard Redstreak call out to them, glancing over to greet them with a more softened expression.  “Ah, Redstreak, it is nice to see you, is there something you need?” 

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"No, I just haven'tseen you in forever. What are you working on?"

Redstreak says, leaning over Spearmint's shoulder.

[askgw1-m4]

"Unicron?"

@ask-tf-redstreak

…No

This Unicron sounds weak.

[ask-tf-redstreak]

"... Are you sure you aren't some variation of him?"