#tf hotspot

[borots]

haven’t done a serious drawing in a while so i drew my oc torch

time lapse of me struggling to art + bonus comic

[whatwooshkai]

Ooh, if you haven’t done 13 for the ask game, that is my favorite number!

"What's that?"

"Hm?"

Blades turns his head to look back over his shoulder, to where Cody is standing on the floor, pointing at his back.

Oh, and he knows what he's pointing at. Tucked innocently under his rotors is an ugly scar, stretching nearly the width of his back at such an angle that he's not surprised it took Cody this long to notice.

Blades remembers getting that scar. But mostly, he remembers the aftermath.

The wound has permanently damaged the nerves and cables in his protofrom, and he remembers First Aid massaging around it in a desperate attempt to sooth the pain for all of them.

"I'm putting in a request for more painblockers," Streetwise had groaned, draped over a chair. Groove makes an affirmative noise from somewhere just outside his vision.

"Can't," First Aid grits out, and both he and Blades wince in time as he presses a little too hard on the welds. "He's had too many already."

Blades is about to make a rebuttal, something about not talking about him as if he isn't there, but whatever words were in his vocalizer are lost as they short out to a staticky whimper, which causes First Aid's servo to slip, and hit him right into center of the weld, prompting a shout from all five of them.

"Shit," Hot Spot grumbles from the floor. "Can you stop?"

"And those painblockers," Streetwise pipes back up. "I never said anything about giving them to Blades-"

"No." First Aid hisses, and Hot Spot makes an affirmative noise.

"We suffer together," he agrees, sounding very much like he doesn't want to. Upon another uncomfortable press of First Aid's digits, he groans. "On second thought, scratch that, this is stupid and I'm putting in the call."

"Seconding that!" Streetwise calls.

"Yup," Groove mumbles. "No one's fault but your own, Blades."

First Aid sighs. "Once you're feeling better we've gotta get back to training bond control, Blades. This can't keep happening. And no, Hotspot, I can't give you guys painblockers, it's really all in your heads-"

"-you in there? Blaaaaaaaaaaades!"

Blades suddenly snaps out of the memory, his vision snapping down to where Cody is knocking against his leg, looking up at him with concern. Blades tries his best at a reassuring smile.

"I'm sorry," he says, phantom pains sending a shiver down his spinal strut. "Just... lost in thought."

"About how you got the scar?" Cody prompts, and Blades gives him a quick shake of his head.

"About after," he says softly. "With my gestalt."

"Your... gestalt?"

Oh boy. Mistake. "Nevermind," Blades mutters, turning away. "Forget I said anything."

"No, no, wait!" Cody follows him best he can, jumping up to try and tug at his rotors, which Blades flicks out of his reach. "I want to know, if you'll tell me-"

I don't need to tell him. I need to forget them. I have a new family now.

...But we're not sparkbonded.

Probably for the best, honestly. I don't think we could handle how often Heatwave hurts himself.

"Blades?"

"I don't want to talk about it," Blades snaps, his rotors flicking angrily.

Cody flinches away at his tone, one hand raised in an aborted gesture.

Blades pushes the gaping hole threatening to reopen in his chest down as far as it'll go. He knows he shouldn't, he hears Hotspot's voice in his processor telling him it's bad for him, but Primus, he's dead. They're all dead.

It doesn't matter anymore.

[tf-cyberaligned]

Protectobots doodles to hold y’all over as chapter 9 is being written

Close ups

[indragonsaur]

Transformers: cybertron chronicles: Hotspot

Name: Hotspot Gender: Male Species: Cybertronian Status: Online Faction: Autobots (Protectobots)

Alt-Mode: Fire Truck Voice actor: Steve Blum - Heatwave from Transformers: Rescue Bots

[arcee4me]

happy pride month or something

[tf-cyberaligned]

The reveal of the mighty Defensor! Rescue City's very own protector. He joined the Autobot side of the war when Rescue City became a target for the Decepticons due to the city's neutrality.

He is the most well adjusted combiner on Cybertron, due to each of his parts having the same coding and goal to protect. Fighting within the bond is rare, even with the conflicting morals of the different Protectobots. His main task within the Combiner Force is defense, but he is kitted out with the weapons of Hotspot, which are the twin fireball rifles. He also comes with a force field that extends up to 75 feet around him, which is handy when he is protecting his fellow Autobots. The only drawback is that it uses his energy up fast.

This was my first time designing a combiner! I love how he came out, and I may change up some small details, but this is his design!

[tf-cyberaligned]

The Protectobots

The Protectobots founded the Rescue Academy and Rescue City. The gestalt all had a base coding for rescue work, with sub coding for positions such as fire rescue, medical, scouting, and enforcement.

Hotspot is their leader, and the oldest. He leads his teams by word and deed. He is a very enthusiastic and energetic leader, sometimes tiring out his siblings. His leadership keeps his team out of harm's way, ensuring that their time in battle or rescues are swift and without complications. His fighting style is considered to be brash, being more of a hand to hand combat guy. However he does have the ability to mix acid with his water-lines, and he owns twin fireball rifles. When him and his siblings combine, he forms the torso and head of Defensor.

Blades is the youngest, but the most experienced fighter of the group. He is fiercely protective of his gestalt, which sometimes scares his fellow Autobots whenever he is pissed. Many mistake his protective nature for being arrogant and unhinged. He supplies air support for his siblings, while also being able to take over some medical rescues in the case that First Aid is busy. His fighting style is very gruesome, whether using his own rotor blades are swords, or using his twin energon pistols, he is a force to be feared by both sides. Several Decepticons who had the misfortune of fighting him have nicknamed him the "Angel of Death." He forms the right hand of Defensor.

First Aid is the resident medic of the team. She is a very timid mech on a normal day, but in the middle of a fight or rescue she can be the most level headed mech there. She is very empathetic, considerate, and kind. Her compassion knows no ends and she will work relentlessly to fix anyone and anything, from broken down tech to Decepticons. She served as an apprentice to Ratchet, having grown close to the old medic to consider him a honorary brother. Her beliefs are rooted more in pacifism, but if anything or anyone threatens her gestalt or the academy, she will not hesitate to stand up and defend those she loves. She has a forcefield just like the gestalt, but hers is able to extend further and take more hits. She forms the left arm of Defensor.

Groove is the scout of the team. She is a free spirited bot, and times before the war she was known to go off on adventures by herself for days on end. She loved her gestalt, but sometimes the long drives are needed for her sanity. She is a true pacifist at spark, she hates the violence of war but has no way to avoid it. The threat the Decepticons have on the academy puts her into a moral struggle, where she wants to protect but without violence. Her weapons are considered to be more pacifist, temporarily stunning the enemy instead of killing. She forms the right leg of Defensor.

Streetwise is the interceptor of the team. He follows his logic, but is led by his spark. He is the smartest mech in the gestalt, and is able to track down any mech, using his processor and speed to outsmart anyone. His weapon arsenal is a combination of long range and short range weapons. He owns twin tonfas, alongside his favorite smoke grenades and explosives. He is often underestimated by the enemy, only to flip that mechs world upside down when he ends the fight. He forms the left leg of Defensor.

Designs

Plus their holoforms

The team originally wanted to keep Rescue City as a true neutral in the war, with their teams and recruits helping Autobots and Decepticons alike. But after Megatron deemed them an enemy due to them helping the Autobots, the Protectobots joined the war on the Autobot side. They kept the academy neutral, while becoming the city's sole protector.

Their fall during their battle with Devastator at Tagan Heights left Rescue City without protection. In the Vorns following the fall Megatron called for the destruction of the city and its inhabitants, leading to the Rescue Bot Massacre.

Unknown to them at the time however, a Sigma ship was in deep space, its crew in stasis.

[tf-cyberaligned]

WIP Wednesday! Have the Protectobots!

Streetwise is still being designed, his arms are taking me a bit