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Indie private & selective blog for Thundercracker of the Transformers franchise! My portrayal of Thundercracker is canon-divergent and heavily headcanon-based, prioritizing a Transformers Prime portrayal. Courtesy trigger warning in advance, Thundercracker isn't exactly known for being a paragon of kindness. Themes of heavy violence will be featured on this blog.
Please read the carrd before following!
CARRD
as i lay me down to sleep
6 feet down beneath concrete
should I die before i wake
did i make peace ... ?
... or a mistake?
canon divergent TF: P Dreadwing as honored by Momo read rules and about.
The restoration of Cybertron was truly glorious news. Thundercracker's part in the war effort had ended when he abandoned the Decepticons and Cybertron collectively; he'd stolen a Shade-class bomber called the Arctava and taken off for deep space. By the time he'd reached Earth, it'd been more than a vorn since he last spoke to another Cybertronian. It had been a brief encounter with whom he believed to be Dirge, though he couldn't confirm; the signal was far too degraded, and was coming from a dark sector with a dying star. His ship wouldn't have lasted long enough to get a visual, with how inefficient its fuel burn was, so he left, even knowing he may have been dooming an old friend to death.
After all, what help would he be if his energon ran dry? Then he'd be dead, too.
Sometime after Cybertron went dark, he'd picked up a signal from none other than Optimus Prime, calling for Autobots to rally at specific coordinates. He was hesitant, but Optimus had once extended to him an invitation to join the Autobots; at the time, he'd declined, even though he wanted to join them. He couldn't have faced Starscream and Skywarp again if he betrayed them in such a way; instead, he'd given Optimus his energon reserves and fled. The memory bade him follow the signal to Earth, hoping he might be of at least some help.
As it turned out, he never truly was. He remained hidden all the way up to the final days of the conflict, until Megatron fell dead from his ship and the Autobots restored Cybertron. He had still been hidden away in the jungles of Peru when the news reached him, and, perhaps recklessly, he fired the ship's engines and took to the skies immediately. He knew he was going to be late; any transmissions he picked up usually reached him months, even years late. But he wanted to see it, to see his home restored to its former luster - especially Praxus. He'd had no small part in its destruction. If he could redeem himself, even just a little, by aiding in its reconstruction - then he was honor bound to do so.
This time, though, the ship's navigation wasn't quite working as well. Instruments were malfunctioning, fuel efficiency was at the worst he'd ever seen it; the crash had really done a number on it. He was navigating himself, manually piloting moreso by memory than any instrument data. He was jumping through wormholes whose trajectory he'd previously mapped out, trying to get back to Cybertron as fast as possible, but one of them put him out somewhere else. A dark quadrant with a dwarf star, one he didn't recognize. He must've been mistaken; this wasn't one of the ones he'd jumped through before.
One of the screens on the console lit up, flagging a ship just past the farthest planet. It wasn't one he could identify, if it even was a ship. He couldn't be sure the Arctava wasn't flagging an asteroid, with how outdated and damaged the systems were. The systems responsible for identifying ship classification & friend or foe status shorted out in the crash, and he'd been unable to repair them. All he had was a blip on his long-range sensors.
Just this once, he allowed a modicum of hope to creep its way in. He flicked two switches, turned a dial, and spoke, opening his comm. on an open frequency.
::Unidentified vessel, this is the Decepticon Shade-class ship Arctava hailing on an open line. Pilot identification: Thundercracker, Seeker Squadron Omega-6. If you're reading me -- well. I'd appreciate not being shot at.::
He had no way of knowing how many Autobots or Decepticons had heard about the war's end; he didn't want to risk being blown up by an overzealous Autobot. But maybe this one would be sensible; Autobot or Decepticon, he was certainly looking forward to having something other than the ship to talk to. Maybe they would even be willing to guide him back to Cybertron, seeing as he got himself so utterly lost.
Or maybe it would turn out to be a chunk of space rock and he'd have to find his own way out. That would be his usual luck.
@honor-cxde hit the starter call!
BUILD & WEAPONS
Thundercracker isn't built quite like Starscream, even if he would consider him a brother. He's not thin, nor is he tall & gangly. His build is actually closer to Skyquake and Dreadwing; he's bulky, but not quite as tall as the twins are. Smaller than both of them, and significantly less well-armed. He's a bit large for a Seeker, and isn't quite as aerodynamic as other Seekers, but makes up for it with powerful thrust propulsion and enough mass to be a battering ram on the ground. He has thrusters in both pedes, allowing for flight even in robot mode, and has small storage compartments in his chassis that he added during the war. Specifically, they were added to hide contraband. The thrusters require a lot of energy to use, so he doesn't dare risk it if he's low on energon.
He's already crashed face-first into a building once upon losing power, he's not eager to repeat the experience.
Due to Thundercracker's choice of ship, he takes in only the bare minimum of necessary energon to keep himself alive. This has led to a rather disheveled appearance after long stints in space, and barely functioning weapons, which would be more impactful were his weapons actually lethal. Before he fled Cybertron, he returned to an approach that erred closer to the side of pacifism; he is now only equipped with null rays, set to stun, rather than kill. His pinpoint accuracy with them has never diminished, and he can land a shot from miles out - but that's predicated upon the weapons having ample enough energon to fire, which, after traveling anywhere in the Arctava, is rarely the case.
I am officially crashing harder than Thundercracker's ship in these last few starters so I'm headin' to bed! Y'all have a fantastic night! ❤
One starter left to do and now the writer's block hits. thank you brain very cool
The war had ended - it must've been years ago, now. He'd been a passive observer in the final year of the war, finally revealing himself only after the fighting stopped. Having been separated from the Decepticons since a while before Cybertron went dark, he avoided serious charges; really, he got off with what was effectively a slap on the wrist and was asked to return to Cybertron, to aid in reconstruction.
He had heeded that request, overseeing reconstruction in what had once been Praxus, but in time, he opted to leave again. Not out of dissatisfaction with the new Cybertron, no - things were wonderful compared to the war. But he almost found himself romanticizing those long periods of time alone in space, and it led him to strike out again, just to see if reality lived up to nostalgia.
It didn't.
After the first crash-landing on Earth, and factoring the ship's age, it had seemingly endless problems. The entire journey was a nightmare, and by the time he reached Earth orbit, the ship was yet again running on fumes. Thundercracker found himself once more running only his primary systems, so low on energon it was a miracle he could still stand. The engines died as he entered atmosphere, as expected. The Arctava dropped like a stone, just over the Caribbean Sea; sank like a stone, too!
The crash left the seeker with barely enough power to keep his optics online and trying to figure out how in the name of Primus he was going to get out of this one. And he thought he always left the bad ideas to Skywarp? He couldn't help but laugh at the followup thought: that he was picking up the slack in his brother's absence.
After a brief diagnostics check, he found ship communications were still online, but only just. An S.O.S. signal is sent out on all open frequencies, just seconds before the last of the ship's power is drained and all systems, S.O.S. included, click off. He's left in pitch-black darkness, night vision kicking in almost immediately; unfortunately, draining more power from him.
"Sure hope somebody got that. I'm not built for swimming. Especially like this." Thundercracker stands, shaking his helm. Optics flickering, he moves to the back of the ship, just to make sure it's not leaking.
Wouldn't want to rust while waiting on a rescue.
He's sure he remembers some mention of them; Auto Rescue? Rescue-trons? Protecto-bots? Something like that. Some secondary faction of Autobots working search & rescue. He sure hopes one's good in deep water.
Then again, what's the alternative? Sharkticons? ... He might prefer the rust.
@captainseamech hit the starter call!
"Decepticons are forged through combat, not slaughter."
Well wouldja look at that! A newly returning blog for Thundercracker from Hasbro's Transformers! Mutuals only, selective, all that jazz. Written by 16 pigeons in a trench coat.
Blog | Carrd
plus, consider: TFP Brawn as a wrecker. Tiny madman dropkicking Decepticons twice his size across the battlefield
Also just gonna. put this out here as a feeler
If I were to bring back my old Transformers multimuse, but on a smaller scale & potentially with OCs added - would any of y'all be interested? I've been itching to bring back my takes on Brawn, Galvatron, Optimus, and Soundwave (all G1 based!) but I don't want to tango with the burnout of running dozens of single-muse blogs again.
Dropping this here as a fresh starter call! Slap the heart there for a random/unplotted starter with ol' Thunderbutt- if you want a specific verse just gimme a heads up! Comment it or hit my IMs to plot a bit! I don't bite. Thundercracker might though, blame Starscream's influence.
Full disclosure! Thundercracker generally isn't too big on nicknames unless they're meant to demean/insult. Even his nickname, Screamer, for Starscream originated as an insult, meant to mock him for how loud he is. If your muse gets an affectionate nickname from Thundercracker they are officially in his inner circle in terms of who he trusts and/or cares for the most! Very, very few have earned that since he left Cybertron, the primary example being Soundwave, whom he calls Sounders behind his back. He respects Soundwave too much to address him as that.
And to think, if Starscream hadn't insisted on him staying with the Decepticons, Thundercracker could've been helping Wheeljack and Ratchet make even more wild & dangerous inventions. Truly his talents are wasted on his trine.
(609): day drinking didnt prepare me for this..
BETRAYAL & THEFT
Thundercracker's exit from Cybertron wasn't as quiet nor as graceful as he'd like everyone to believe. He grew disenfranchised with the Decepticon cause over the course of decades; his defection was not quick. He began stockpiling energon in his own private caches when energon first began growing scarce; hidden storage containers and disguised depots littered Cybertron by then, and some were Thundercracker's. They built up little by little, as he pilfered enough to satisfy his perceived need, without taking enough to raise suspicion.
But as the war raged on and Megatron became more and more of a ruthless tyrant, Thundercracker abandoned the seekers. He betrayed the Decepticons as he had once betrayed Praxus, once more turning his back on everything and everyone he knew. Under cover of darkness in the shadow of Iacon, he met with Optimus Prime and Ironhide, and gave them the locations of every one of his caches. He had only one request:
Put them to good use.
Thundercracker then stole once more from the Decepticons. He sought a vessel that was phased out of active service before Kaon became the Decepticon capitol: a Shade bomber. Utilizing early variants of Decepticon cloaking technology, it made for an effective stealth bomber early in the war, but fell out of favor both due to advancements in stealth tech and the fact the Shades had a tendency to burn through energon rather quickly. Thundercracker believed he could offset that issue with a bit of tinkering.
Between the rapidly worsening condition of Cybertron and the ship's age, little more than a relic, his theft went all but unnoticed. Even in spite of several incapacitated guards and a shootout in the hangar, Thundercracker was not pursued. But many in the upper echelons of the Decepticon chain of command at that time knew of it, and would clock Thundercracker as the culprit in an instant if they compared data regarding his disappearance with the theft report.
Unfortunately for Thundercracker, he proved to be wrong about correcting the fuel inefficiency, and spends rather most of his time running on fumes in deep space. His own condition has deteriorated as a result, consuming far less energon in favor of keeping the ship running as long as possible.
He's watching a 90s sitcom. Who let Thundercracker have access to trash tv?
Dropping this here as a fresh starter call! Slap the heart there for a random/unplotted starter with ol' Thunderbutt- if you want a specific verse just gimme a heads up! Comment it or hit my IMs to plot a bit! I don't bite. Thundercracker might though, blame Starscream's influence.
