The Spine in a Kilt
Meh..turned the sketch into a more refined arte.. with bonus shiny stuff..
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The Spine in a Kilt
Meh..turned the sketch into a more refined arte.. with bonus shiny stuff..
Tell me what you think. ^w^
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I’m always nearly open for commissions, but just for information I’m REALLY open right now, with all the hours between work I have going right now.
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$25 + $10 for each character
These are only examples, I usually based the quality of my work...
This is the exact way I reacted to a christmas tree the first time I saw one
yeah but ya gotta pet them like that or else they dont bond w/ u and run away in the night
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This is what happens when you hold down the shutter on our camera. Made from unedited jpgs straight from the camera.
I swear to god she’s made of rubber
Reblog if you're obsessed with robots
Pre-show photo right before going on stage in Bakersfield California.
Loving the close up…. I say keep it. You look Snazzy
SPIEN WHISKERS
The Spine on Flickr.
I apologize for the blurriness. Apparently I forgot how to focus. Or the camera did. (it’s never my fault) Bonus ‘stache photos with added Snideliness and coolness.
But really, shouldn’t we be calling this incarnation “Mirror Mirror Spine”?
[Buahahahaha]
"Miss Qwerty! I think we have a problem..." And if you look down, you'll see a tiny Acid Storm you can fit in your hand.
[St..stormy?? Wut .. Wut happened?!] She quickly but carefully scoops him up looking at him.. being no bigger than she was when they met.
"Ha ha ha…" Acid shook his head from side to side as he laughed sarcastically, but the dumb smile on his lips showed that he wasn’t exactly mad at Qwerty’s attitude. He was actually quite amused.
"Don’t worry though. I don’t think there are many things in Cybertron that I could grab while in this size anyway."
[That iz quite Tru. I kno this from experience. Itz quite difficult 2 do stuff here when being so small.]
She laid on her back fiddling her hands. [On earth u would b perfect size.. u r just a bit bigger than an average human.]
Taking a breath she released exhaust as her photoreceptors looked up to the ceiling as if looking at Earth. Unraveling a tendril from her back and holding it over her. The claw opened and a hologram of Earth appeared. No bigger than a basket ball to her. Reaching up she touched the earth and dragged her finger across it making it spin.
[U would have the articulation in ur servos as a doll would on earth.]
She stopped the Earth clicking on the United States, then on California, a certain spot on the landmass zooming in on the Walter Manor. She turned it so it was facing her.
[Never rlly saw home from the outside.. ] She rambled to herself somewhat.
Acid laid down on the now all too big berth, looking up at the hologram Qwerty created. She had shown him Earth before, but no matter how many time he saw it, it was always quite impressive. It looked absolutely nothing like Cybertron.
He turned to look at her.
"You… miss home a lot, don’t you?" He asked, sorrow creeping into his voice even though he didn’t want it to. Him and Shockwave had been trying to figure out a way to send her back, like a rift or something similar, something that was fail proof, but up to that point all the methods they discovered were too unstable and dangerous.
"I mean, I don’t blame you if you do. You were yanked from a nice, peaceful home and thrown into an alien planet at war. I wouldn’t he super happy about it either, as interesting as the new planet was…"
[I'm alright.. I do miss my family though. I wonder how they r doin. They will survive.. but itz like u and ur brotherz. U would miss them if one day u were pulled away from them.] Clicking on the manor a picture of her family appeared. Delilah, all the other giraffes, Col. Peter Walter 1, all the other Peter Walters and their wives, The Spine, Rabbit, Hatchworth, The Jon, everyone that ever lived in the manor were super imposed onto a big family photo since many of those in the picture have long since passed away. [I wonder if they miss me.. if I ever go back u think u and ur brotherz would come with? No longer having to fight and get hurt.]
I don’t know if I can really explain this one….. But I should probably draw QWERTY more often
[yes.. u should <3]
The Spine, maybe? Or Steve, if you'd rather not do the Spine?
I have to say Peter Walter the 6th from SPG
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Acid’s gaze shifted from the water to Qwerty a few times. That teal colored little lake sure looked nice…
"Well, I’m not particularly hungry yet, so I guess we could go for a swim before." He said, smiling at her.
The Seeker walked up to the edge of the water, dipping the tip of his pede in it to see if there wasn’t anything wrong with it. He wasn’t going to jump head first into some mysterious, blue colored water without making sure it was safe first.
Qwerty let go of his servos and took a few steps back and put her goggles on. She made sure she wouldn’t hit Acid with what she was going to do next. Charging her leg hydraulics she bolted to the edge and jumped in the air. Pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her tendrils around her like a ball calling out [BANZAI!!]
She splashed down into the water towards the deeper section. Using her tendrils she extended them to the bottom and they pulled her to the shallow section.
Standing in the water so the liquid came up to her chest. The liquid had no effect on her electronics, in fact the liquid started to glow green and blue around her as a reaction to her electricity.
[U commin?]
Tilting her head she flicked some water at him giggling.
Even though Qwerty didn’t hit him, a good amount of water drop splashed against Acid as he backed away a little when she jumped. She was totally crazy… What if there was something wrong with that water?
Acid shook his head with a smile. “Tch… Well, since you clearly proven the water is safe.”
The Seeker entered the small lake in a less flashy way, just going to the border and sitting on it, before sliding inside. It was strange. He never got his frame underwater like that, so the feeling of liquids filling his seams and joints made him feel all weird, tot he point a shiver ran down his backstrut.
"This is really unusual." He chuckled, moving closer to Qwerty. "I feel nice though." He got some water in his servos and splashed it on his faceplates.
He then smiled while looking at the water, before splashing some water on Qwerty, letting out a small laugh.
[Oh course itz safe.. This wuz how ur ancientz cleaned themselvez and rejuvenated their systemz. My scanz pick up that itz a form of microbot..no bigger than a molecule. Their only function iz 2 clean and repair. They produce a light when they r working.]
Pointing to him there was a rather large glow coming from him as the molecule bots went to work to try to repair and rebuild the parts of his chassis that were still damaged from his war experiences.
[Itz really neat.. itz like the fish back home that would clean sharkz. Fish r near the bottom of the food chain in the oceans. Sharkz r the apex predatorz of the oceanz. That blue stuff that coverz most of my planet iz H2O, sea creaturez live there. Only 2% of the Ocean iz known. Itz incredible. But anywayz. There are these teeny tiny fishiez that clean the sharkz..in exchange the sharkz dont eat them and the cleaning providez the fishiez with food. The fishiez clean inside their tooth mouthez and everything! ]
She got splashed and she stuck out her glossa and splashed him back.
Qwerty sees a blindfolded Acid and finds it curious but sees it as an open chance. Hopping into her cybertronian body she snuck up to him as quietly as she could and planted a soft kiss on him. She couldn't hold back a giggle.
Acid was just wandering around, lost in his blindness, trying to guide himself through his radar. And then there was a kiss. It was nice and soft. And just… It felt really nice. And that giggle that filled his audios… Acid knew that giggle.
He couldn’t help smiling to himself like a doofus.
The touch of Qwerty’s servos was only serving to make his face flush even more. Did she really didn’t know what she was doing, or was she just pretending not to? Because he was pretty sure that she knew some ins and outs he wasn’t aware of.
"I, hm… OK." Well, that was a terrible answer, but it was something. He was trying to find that boldness he had a minute ago where he was touching her chin and everything… Where did that go?
Well, no time to ponder about that. He just moved to the berth, to lie on his back, which was the most comfortable position for him, due to his frame.
OK, he was lying on a berth by the side of a cute femme. Now what? Besides feeling as if his spark was about to explode that is.
She crawled up to his side and partially onto his frame due to his build. Laying her head on his chest partially adjusting herself till it felt right. They were a bit awkward finding out what felt right for their chassis to fit together somewhat.
Finding the right fit between them.. figuring this is what cuddling was. It seemed there was something in the back of her programming telling her what to do.
Her chassis flushed against his with her leg resting over his and her servo on his chest. It just felt right.
[I think this iz Wut cuddling iz.. never did it before.. itz nice.]
Acid Storm waited for her to find a proper position. It was weird watching someone trying to “fit” next to him like that, but it was also very comforting.
He could feel his spark burn a little stronger inside his chest as he felt Qwerty’s hand over his chest. He cold only hope she couldn’t feel the heat emanating from him.
"I… I never did anything even close to this either." He had hugged his brothers many times, most of them when they were comforting each other, but no one has ever been this close to him. Not to mention he never felt that way towards anyone but Qwerty.
He awkwardly moved a servo to place it on her back, just resting it there. OK, he could do that.
His chassis was a bit getting use to laying beside, not to mention he was as stiff as a board so laying any other way would be a challenge. She didn't imagine laying on his canopy was all that comfortable either. The Spine could only go into stasis if he was in certain positions when in his chassis. If he disconnected from his body his head and spine curled up like a snake..or kitten. A titanium alloy kitten.
Her digits traced his paneling lines across his chest, seeming to study the construction of his chassis. If was as if her servo was moving to it's own accord.
Propping her leg partially on his to scooched in closer to him. Her head tilted up to look at him with a small smile on her lips. Closing her optics she rested her head on the side of his chest. Absent minded that her tendril was moving over them in what seemed only as a hug since her arm couldn't reach his other side.
[Ur warm. Feels good.]
Nodding with her eyes closed her digits continued to trace along the plating lines.
"Hm? Boogeyman?" Acid asked, the term completely foreign to him. It sounded like some kind of ruthless monster though.
He paid attention to her next words, and tilted his head at the end.
"Anh… what exactly you could do if you generated a strong enough signal?" He couldn’t help but grow curious about where Qwerty was going with that. Nevermind his want to ask her how it was to operate an entire building.
"I mean, even if it’s an absurdly silly idea I would like to hear." Even if only to quench his thirst for scientific things.
[If I could generate a strong enough signal I could send myself back home.. but a minor miscalculation could send me spiraling through the void of space. If itz not perfect I could bounce off the atmosphere and fling back into the void.]
She sighed out some smog looking to the ceiling.
[Thatz IF I could generate the power.. then I could end up in a time period and my family not existing yet so I would become nothing but a disembodied program.]
She made popping noises with her mouth looking over at him.
[Wuz just an idea.. reach 4 the moon if u miss u get flung into the nothingness of space.. or something like that.]
"… I don’t quite like to sound of you disappearing into the void." Acid Storm said, optics flickering a little. "There’s no way I’m going to let you do something so reckless."
Yes, he wanted her to go back home and rejoin her family and friends, but no way in the Pit he was allowing her to fling herself into space like that.
"Once you are properly fixed, I’ll consult with Lord Shockwave and we are going to do some research and find out a way to send you back, alright? It’s a promise." Acid Storm said, worried about the fact Qwerty was still exhaling black smoke. Not as much as before, of course, but it was still there.
[It wuz just one of thoze cray-z ideaz I get. I think I am programmed with a moronic idea processor.]
Her digits tapped on the table she laid on to the song HoneyBee. It was one of the music videos she had uploaded Acid with. Moving her mouth and tilting her head she puffed out two trails of smoke then puffed out a ball attached to the two smoke streams.
[Look..itz a smoke bunni. hehe.]
The little smoke bunny drifted up then dissipated in the room.
[B free lil smoke bun bun.]
As they conversed Shockwave had come back and was hauling some parts over to a table near the wall. One looked like a torso with a gaping hole in the chest and the other part was a set of femme legs. From the looks of them they had long been scrap. He seemed to have an idea as he looked over at the parts on the table then back to Qwerty. Seeming to ponder he turned back to the scrapped chassis infront of him.