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Vic don’t be a dick xD
Was chatting to a friend about what sort of tv shows her character would recommend Vic to see that’s Cybertronian (if Cybertronians have Tv shows???) and Vic was then wondering what to recommend in response xD
Vic (c) me
Will finish this going forward but for now, have some line-art~
Vic’s chest mouth readjusts itself when he’s thinking or when he’s curious, so its not unusual to see a flash of the teeth or lips grimacing when he’s using his arms. Note the scruff-like skin on his stomach, it allows the ‘jaws’ on the chest mouth to open quite wide, like a snake.
So here Vic’s asking his new friend about the symbol he carries around, what it means to the Cyclops species. The next drawing I guess will be Hex explaining it’s meaning. (Fun fact, it’s actually a Triskelion, a very ancient symbol and found in many ancient rock carvings where I live. It has many meanings but my favorite one is that teach swirl represents the three phases of life; Birth, Adulthood and Death.)
Enjoy~
Vic and Hex (C) me.
Hand studies
Form follows function - probably one of the most beautiful concepts in nature that exists~
Victor reflects on when he was more human.
Vic (C) me
In my last drawing, Lena finally got a taste of her own medicine. So in this one, rather altruistically, Victor comes to Lena’s aid after she attempts to flee from GHOST, and the oncoming attacks from the Quintesson warship - That’s what they’re both staring up at it, in this picture. I really LOVE the idea of the anti-hero character who everyone expects to behave like a monster, because of past behaviour or the way they look - Lena has always hated Victor, given he killed Karen Croft. In the rp I’m doing, Karen and Lena were best friends and Lena hates Vic for what he did.
However, despite the hardship she’s put him through, he was still able to show humanity to someone who really didn’t deserve it. Earthspark never really gave us much in the way of that - the idea of forgiveness being extended to everyone, regardless of their species, or their crimes. I think forgiveness has to be earned and that’s a theme I’ve been exploring in the au I’ve got going on with my friend.
Enjoy~
Vic and Lena (C) me
A very heart-wrenching scene from an rp with a friend. Vic is being shown the footage of the aftermath of him being given an experimental drug by GHOST. Here’s the scene that inspired the drawing;
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The reality of the situation hit Vic like cold water as his vision cleared, the ringing in his head died down, voices came into focus, as did everything else - including the blue-white light of the room he was in. Naturally, he looked down and began to struggle against his bonds, even despite that he had no strength left at all, his movements were violent enough that he broke one of the bonds holding him and further damaged one of his arms in the process.
“**Secure him, for fuck’s sake.**”” Lena spat at one of the masked scientists, who were clearly unfamiliar with the Cyborg. The next thing Vic felt was the strangest sensation he’d ever experienced in his life. With the push of a button, the cables in his head delivered targeted electrical signals into specific regions of his brain, completely paralysing his body from the neck down.
He blinked in shock, not even able to communicate the fear he was feeling as he could not move an inch. Victor was no coward though. He had experienced worse and he was not going to be broken easily. He regained his composure and wordlessly stared ahead as he heard them approach.
“…*’You’re looking well’*, Victor~” Lena mocked, reminding him of why she hated him so, as well as being as potently sarcastic as possible all in the space of one sentence. Vic looked deathly.
Silas didn’t seem to notice, he was too busy making note of what a shame it was going to be to *waste* such a weapon… He hardly noticed that Vic was even human at all.
“Such a feat of engineering and biomechanics~ I am pleased to meet you at last, Victor. Allow me to introduce myself briefly, I am Silas. See me and mine as ah, the clean-up crew. Don’t be alarmed, my men are well trained but nobody here is going to harm you.. That is, unless you *make* them want to harm you..”
Vic’s eyes narrowed under his brow, his jaw set and clenched as he simply stared ahead, allowing his eyes to close for a moment of intense frustration before finally turning his face toward the man who called himself Silas. He noticed Lena standing there and scoffed, allowing himself to grin as he laid his head back.
“…What’ll it be this time, Lena? What, pray tell, the fuck….” Vic lamented, almost deliriously with his voice cracking as he grinned at his pathetic, exhaustive situation.
He soon looked toward Silas as Lena circled around the bed, obviously taking her time for the sheer *fun* of seeing Victor so helpless.
“Silas, is it? Well Si, why don’t you hop up on my lap and *swivel*~ Then, you and your …heh, ‘boys’ here can show me how good of a ‘clean up crew’ you *really* are. Cunt.” Vic seethed out, the venom in his voice as cold as ice and sharper than frostbite. He coldly spat at Silas’s feet, getting him on his ever-so-shiny boots. He was fully beyond giving a fuck anymore at this point and went back to chuckling to himself.
Silas looked down at his boots, not expecting such spirit, but Lena was furious, as ever. If only she could find a way to *silence* that mouth of his…
She stormed over, closing the gap between herself and the scientist, grabbed him under his jaw and then back-handed him across the face as hard as she could.
“Now I have your attention, you *might* wanna shut the fuck up, because I’ve got a *cute* little video, you might wanna see.” Lena whispered to him, as she then turned her attention to the screen. She lifted the remote, it started playing ….the same scream he’d been hearing in his nightmares for days, the same fragments of the fight with Sky he’d also re-lived, were now playing before him in what looked like 4K…. His face changed in an instant as the sound made him jump, the piercing cries and now, *the footage* of what he did as well. Before Vic could even begin to process what he was seeing, his eyes were blinking tears that ran down his face as he watched and listened in abject terror.
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Vic and Lena (C) me
Sky (C) Turtwap
Vic’s weird, ‘scruff-able’ skin :3
Vic belongs to me
A bunch of drawings showing how Vic ages - as he’s a cyborg and heavily modified, he ages somewhat more slowly, but still has a finite lifespan not exceeding 150 years. In this one head-canon I have, he lives to be 144 and pretty much doesn’t stop working in his lab right up to his last day <:’)
Vic belongs to me
