BOY, I SURE DO WISH AUTHORS WOULD STOP TAGGING RICOCHET EVEN THOUGH HE ISN'T ACTUALLY IN THE FIC AND IS JUST A NAME JAZZ GOES BY.
IT WOULD BE SUPER FUCKING GREAT IF THEY REALIZED THAT RICOCHET IS CANONICALLY HIS OWN CHARACTER THAT SOME PEOPLE ACTUALLY GIVE A FUCK ABOUT AND NOT SOME TEMPLATE THEY CAN USE FOR THEIR DECEPTICON JAZZ STORIES.
IT WOULD BE SUPER INCREDIBLE IF THEY REALIZED THAT WOULD BE LIKE TAGGING S0UNDW4VE AND THEN ONLY USING IT AS AN ALIAS FOR BL4STER.
NOT STARSCREAM SPECIFICALLY has teeth. A because it's Cool and B because regular cybertronians are confirmed to have teeth and Not Starscream is obviously like. Trying to resemble one of those. But mostly because it's cool. go be free my terrible child. bite. bite !!! BITE !!!!
TRUE. almost every time I draw Beasts (this is often) i end up spending just way too long rendering the teeth. teeth are just very fun ! everybody loves teeth
I HAVE NOW. SOME OF IT. I'M VERY TIRED RIGHT NOW. PERHAPS I'LL ACTUALLY ABSORB ANY OF IT ON A LATER DATE 👍 COOL CONCEPT I LIKE THE CONCEPT
Go commit crimes against all sentient lifeforms (not) starscream
He doin his best not his fault that cybertronians r hard to mimic, poor little meow meow *visible in the corner is Starscream eating something unidentifiable*
Teeeeeefths
Yippee! Also the gonna tag the creator of the fic cause they chill and i want them to see someone so cool liking their fic!
I have been LOVING reading all of y'all's theories in the comments of my fic.
It's so much fun looking at what y'all think it's gonna happen or how some things work and I'm here like "yes, yes, keep going" as if I didn't come up with an explanation as to why 'till like, yesterday 😅
Maybe you guys will like the weird ass story I came up with to explain how the mecha work, cuz I won't lie it's kinda wild and very nerdy of me, it just came to me while I was in the drive thru at Burger King
IDK if it's just me, but something in mecha pilot fics that always makes me sad is when Ricochet is mentioned but we never see him or almost never learn anything about him in any of Jazz' flashback to Earth.
Like, sometimes he's mentioned to also be a pilot and makes me even more sad. Your brother who you joined this program with to fight their invaders and protect Earth is selected on a solo mission with a chance of never coming back, and you just have to accept that, and then he goes radio silent and presumed dead.
And as time goes on a mission similar to Jazz' is scheduled to launch, this one having a higher change of returning home. Would you take it? Would you be willing to get launched into space? Would you try to finish what your brother started? Go into space, figure out where your enemies are coming from and bring that home? Be that hope of winning the invasion?
But yeah, sometimes when Ricochet is mentioned even without naming him directly I feel kinda bad for him, and I always wonder what he's up to back on Earth. Of course I feel bad for Jazz too, he's lost in space with no way to get home.
However sometimes I think that while Jazz is having the time of his life with his new alien friends, Ricochet is back home probably mourning his twin and maybe questioning if being a pilot is worth it.
Maybe it's cuz I have siblings that I love to DEATH, so whenever we get that glimpse of Ricochet, I think about my own siblings and what would it feel like to be in his shoes.
Whenever I see Ricochet mentioned I think of that Soldier Boy song.
So imagine the jaeger are normal jaeger sized, cybertronians are still their (comparatively) small car n truck forms with all the mass shifting for jets also working.
Now ive had a little bit of an au stirring inside my head like a pot of good soup.
Im gonna call this the lost mecha au, (please tell me if someone already has one named that!) its also technically part of my TTTJ (Time To Tortue Jazz) au, where quint metal is semi sentient and corruptive (in that it turns the pilots into biomechanical creatures to "protect" them)
Jazz was a part of the quint version of the breach explosion mission, Jazz was tossed through a portal and found the main central hub. Hundreds of portals with the largest going straight to the quint homeworld. Jazz blows the entire thing to smithereens, the quints will not be a threat for at least a couple hundred years. Small problem, the explosion destabilizes the portals. All of them.
Jazz is caught in a rip in space and dies, well he should've. Primus took one look at this creature who just saved cybertron and decides to save him the only way they can.
So Jazz becomes a cybertronian, kinda. Theres still a human in his sparkchamber but he can transform and partially control bebop remotely.
Then the rest of the continuity soup as we are going off of happens, jazz becomes 3rd in command and befriends prowl n optimus n ratchet. They find out that jazz is a loadbearer but he never takes off his exo suit, which by now half of it is part of him but he is still organic by soul.
Of course jazz became his usual frame n height, and just never tells anyone that he had frame the size of a combiner. This is JAZZ we are talking about he is more masks than mech.
Of course im imagining a magical artifact fucks this all up. And of course it's in a long abandoned temple, which is underground.
Its a temporary truce between autobots and decepticons due to the increases quint swarms (still not at their full strength since Jazz destroyed 97% of their entire military)
And of course theres an artifact with the ability to turn bots into their "original self" it gets used on Optimus and he gets turned into his Orion pax form. Memories are not affected, prowl gets hit and the only thing that changes are his decals.
Jazz disappears, not that it destroyed him but that in the 10 second flash of light he managed to squeeze out of the main area of the temple and into the adjoining area. Drastic? Yes. However Jazz has a little bit (read: an entire cybertronian lifetime) worth of trauma about the others finding out who he was (is)
No one can track Jazz even when he is the size he currently is because surprise surprise he kept his t-cog and he is making that everyones problem.
Many bots leave to deal with their new forms and accept that once the effect wears off (something that Jazz missed by his quick exit) that jazz will return.
Prowl finds him, not through tracking or hunting. But by realizing that Jazz was acting like he does when he came back from long infiltration missions. And so he plays music, for a while nothing happens, the temple feels less like a ruin but more alive. The strange cyberplants sway and move in time.
It stays this calm until a song finishes and one of the old tunes that Jazz used to play comes on, the song hasn't been played in vorns. But it is still the same slightly crackly velvet smooth that it was when Jazz first showed Prowl the piece. (Its elvis presley's "cant help falling in love")
{i started listening to it at this point so i suggest doing it too}
The cyberflora move slow and smooth with the beat, the water dripping from the ceiling resonates, the creaking of the structure becomes gentler.
Prowl could never understand the language, there was simply never enough time to learn it and a Jazz never accepted an interface deep enough to learn it. And on the times a deep coding dive was required Prowl never went into the areas not allowed (the dives were to check for spyware)
Jazz moves, it's a slow and careful movement as to not make a sound. Walking on all fours so as to fit through the doors, wings held tight to his back out of instinct to protect the melted thrusters.
Claws clicking so faint that the music covered it, Jazz sits in the room nearest. The rumble of Prowl external speakers familiar enough to sooth some part of him he forgot about.
Jazz reveals himself, eventually. Song after song passes with just him sitting there, and then Jazz turns around.
Stalking towards a back exit, the music gets quieter. Until the sound is gone and all Jazz can hear is his plating shaking and his own thoughts rattling in his head.
Jazz sits, it's quiet. No voices join the wind, theres no rhythm to the water dripping, theres not even any light filtering in through the cracks in the ceiling anymore. Theres nothing ahead of him, open rock for miles with no illumination.
His engine stutters, mechs don't have tear ducts but he feels something wet sliding down his cheek. Three fingered hands trace the path but theres no wetness, not until he presses harder and feels the gentle press against skin.
Jazz waits in the dark.
And waits.
And waits.
Theres no one out there.
Not even a moon to guide his sight.
Theres light at his back.
His visor is the only light ahead of him.
.
.
.
Jazz turns around.
His claws make noise, tapping with the drip of water in a rhythm that makes no sense, his vents curl and heat the air until the whistles line up with the wind.
Jazz steps towards the light.
He walks slow, he stops often, looking behind him as if the darkness will reveal all if he can just look a second longer.
Jazz walks forward.
Audials flick forward and claws scramble on stone as the sounds of music ring through the air.
Prowl is still waiting.
Jazz walks faster.
The music changes.
Jazz shifts into a run.
Jazz stops before the main door, it is the only door big enough to fit him, and behind it is prowl.
Low key I'm just starting to get the hang on drawing these mechs, I've only ever drawn people and the very blocky shapes of these mechs are kinda tricky for me
So, best I can do is like, chunky mechs
proportions are off but nothing some good practice to fix that
A little bit of world exploration and attempts at mystery story writing where made
I did my best with most stuff, next chapter will be a least a bit easier for me to write I think
As always if any of you see any grammatical errors or just some errors overall, please do let me know (I’d like for everyone’s reading experience to be seamless, y’know)
A little bit of world exploration and attempts at mystery story writing where made
I did my best with most stuff, next chapter will be a least a bit easier for me to write I think
As always if any of you see any grammatical errors or just some errors overall, please do let me know (I’d like for everyone’s reading experience to be seamless, y’know)
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