- His mother is a local healer and his father was a sailor, but died in the storm many years ago.
- Jack took over his love of sailing (despite his mother protests). He likes fishing and explore new places on his old boat.
- The only one from Seashore Jasper trio, who has a survival instinct.
- Pretty crafty and cunning, knows how to save his ass in the dangerous situation.
- Very close with Arcee (she probably sees him as her dragonet), and became a best friend for Smokescreen
Miko
- Born in the tribe of jungle people culturally close to Maya.
- Was send to the Seashore Jasper for the cultural exchange (actually her own village just tired of her really much), but even there couldn’t integrate well.
- Great hunter, fearless fighter.
- She paints her skin with hieroglyphs which bringing a good luck. She actually likes to draw them everywhere: on the tools, on the walls, on the other people…
- Makes voodoo dolls.
- Miko sees Bulkhead and Wheeljack as her real family members, and they see her as their tiny little sib, spending a lot of time with her and teaching her a mudwings wisdom)
Rafael
- Born in the family of northern people (basically vikings), who moved in the warmer region for a some time.
- Raf has a health issues because of his weak body. He always wearing warm clothes because he’s always cold.
- He is very literate and knows a lot useful facts.
- Like to study alchemy with Ratchet, help him with peaking herbs.
- His flock has a lot of legends and stories about dragons (probably because they had the most contact with them in ancient times), so he knew a lot about dragons before meeting team Prime.
- Love to learn new things about dragon tribes
Raf got his scar from Unicron infection (which works like Other mind in this AU). It’s also made his eyesight worse, and led to him having to wear glasses
P.s.
As I mentioned a while ago, in this AU Jasper is a small port city and called Seashore Jasper (because it’s sounds cooler). It’s looks quite similar to Italy and is part of a large country that basically plays the role of Europe here. It is adjacent to the lands of the northern people and the territories of people from the southern tropics. At the moment, all three peoples are trying to maintain peaceful relations after a series of conflicts, including exchanging knowledge of culture and traditions
Thinking about a crossover of HSR x TFP. But in this version you are Acheron! Reader, I've been thinking about this ship with TFP Starscream, who, unfortunately, Functions as your memory bank in directions.
And he doesn't appreciate it, not at the moment but he got used to it because bro couldn't resist your composed rizz.
And oh, Do you have the same abilities as Acheron? Well good luck to him cuz you're basically his blade. (Ironic.) So basically an o.p emanator + a memory bank = Adorable Duo But One Is Deadly And The Other Screams.
Basically this isn't entirely an power imbalance in your relationship, but you're literally o.p, still human size but that doesn't defy your capabilities to fight. And oh absolutely you'll protect him, Always.
The way he treats you is similar to him being tsundere. It's like he is in denial of his feelings for you and the way you seem forgetful. But no he's wrong.
He may not admit it but he adores getting depended on because it validates his usefulness to you. And somehow he's conflicted with his feelings, he shouldn't fall for a human. Not this way. (Although are you really human?) That question is for him to guess.
Now, if we really dive into the world building, You'd definitely be both of a threat in TFP existence. Especially if you want to stick it that way then you are basically his protector at this point.
Not that like it's already you taking his whole space of standing up for himself, But you can literally chopped a vehicon twice as your size with your blade.
Wanna go deep? Aight. You're basically unbeatable lmao your too o.p to exist 😭 When you shouldn't exist at all. Primus would be side-eyeing you up and down like you just spawn to exist.
As for your relationship with Starscream, it'll definitely be a slow burn imo.
And that's how Starscream realized how he actually mattered to you. The way you don't even walked away from him. Never turning your back to walk away, and yet you stayed. Just imagine something where he's expecting you to forgot who he is again but.
You remember his name.
But you aren't sure.
But looking at him, you feel drawn to him that no other has. It feels..comforting, to say the least.
Like home.
If we want to input maxed angst, maybe you became his conjux endura before you lost your memories. And the way this strange bot recognized you but somehow conflicted that you don't even remember him.
So he tries every day yet again, but the next day is always a different moment for you and you don't understand why he kept coming back to you, but he always will. And if he didn't come back? You will find him.
Bonus:
Starscream's honest reaction whenever you forgor him again the next time you met:
Everyone wants a little excitement from time to time. Why not? Our lives are boring beyond belief otherwise, surely a bit of relieve and change from our usual life is warranted.
While the majority of us would readily agree with that sentiment, some others do not. They'd rather appreciate some peace and quiet away from the adrenaline that lights their frazzled nerves and has hairs stand up in alert. For those living on the edge, having a day that follows their expectations would be considered a holiday.
Miko Nakadai would likely fit in with the majority of earth's youth, seeking thrills and connection, bringing her phone with her to make herself known and dream. Rafael Evalesque (?) is right behind her on the want for recognition and wanting to be needed, though he can go with some peace too.
Jack Darby had been indecisive as a child, prayed any kind of small adventure past his home, but now he can readily claim he falls right in the latter category.
He didn't want the drama that seized his life--their guests from space bringing an intergalactic war with them wasn't as appealing to him as it was for Miko. Sure, the company of the Autobots is something Jack Darby can admit he wants to keep - their friendship a light to his old days he would rather not miss.
Jack Darby is also tired of fighting in wars. Wars, plural. It's no surprise he can remain as calm as he does in critical situations, considering his background. That he took leadership when he and the younger teens are left on their own goes beyond instinct. It's practiced, muscle-memory and experience calling him to stand. Neither is the fact that he can claim responsibility for his faults and honor alongside their achievements unusual. He's well beyond his peers in terms of maturity.
Jack Darby has a mother who works as a nurse, always working a late shift most nights and early mornings - so he doesn't see her much nowadays, even when he was younger.
His dad walked out on them, he lost him when he was much too young to remember his voice.
During those years they hadn't yet lived in Jasper, but New Jersey till he was 14 years old.
He got a few things he still keeps with him from his old home: a bead necklace with sword keychain. He never took it off, and he added beads on the anniversary of his childhood friend's death.
He'd lived while he died.
He lives with his memory following him.
Well, that, and a tattoo he had to beg his mom to allow him to get. He got it the last week before they moved to Jasper, on his lower hip. He's proud of both mementos, even if it sometimes makes him feel as though he's carrying a tombstone around with him.
Considering how many friends died as he grew up, how many funerals he's witnessed, it must be. But hey, this way they might see the world with him if he drags their spirits along a little.
He hesitated one time too many when he was younger.
He learned as he grew older.
He doesn't want the weight to increase. He won't let it.
He's tired of losing and regretting.
It's when it is revealed that the Earth's core isn't what it seems, but a Cybertronian deity -Unicron- that Jack decides to call in some much needed help.
He walks away from the monitor, grabbing his phone.
"Jack, where do you think you are going?" His mom asks.
Without stopping or turning around to face her he continues his trek, swinging the device for her to see and taps his waist, just shy of his lower hip. He stops to look over his shoulder, and his eyes hold steel to them that matches Megatron's own armor. "Calling my cousin."
Her lips purse in worried displeasure; he pointedly glanced at the monitors displaying giant stone warriors whack his friends around.
"For a house call? I didn't know you had an uncle." Miko questions, though her attention is quickly gone by the damage her partner is receiving on screen. She can hear his pain.
An almost shy smile grew on his face "Something like that." He checks for June's approval and finds resigned acceptance. She's not happy, but she understands his reasoning.
He continues past Ratchet's workstation, grabs his wallet before going down the ladder and into an adjoined tunnel. When he's sure he's deep enough that he won't be seen or heard, he pockets his phone and reaches for the hard coins.
He thinks of who would be best to call, and who'd likely believe his story. But then he decides it doesn't matter, they probably know already. He flips a large golden coin and prays.
"Iris, goddess of the Rainbow, let me see He who escaped the Pits and bridged worlds."
The coin flickers, disappears and the air displaces like the northern lights, a myriad of colors blurry like a fresh hot shower. An echo of noise and metal comes through it, colors and shapes taking transparent forms until he can see the raven hair that nearly matches his own.
He smiles, eyes bright at the sight of the adolescent as well as the clash of distant bronze steel. If he tries, he can smell the sweat and blood, pine wood and small flowers he knows linger around the arena.
"Am I interrupting something?"
A startled yelp from the man and a sword goes flying as it's smacked out of his grip.
The man lets out a slight curse before rounding his annoyance on the projection: "Who the brick thinks it's a good idea to call me at noon??"
Jack has the decency to look sheepish, rubbing his neck "Hello, Commander. This is Jack."
The green-eyed male frowns, confusion plain on his face.
"Uhh, should I have expected a call from you? Or do you have troubles on a quest?"
Just as Jack shakes his head to reply the other turns around, looking over his shoulder.
"Hey 'beth, who left on a quest this week?"
A blonde with stormy grey eyes joins the call, and he gives a firm nod in greeting. She looks him over critically, the way one does when seeing a problem laid out for her to solve. Her eyes land on the necklace and widen in surprised recognition.
"Jackson? I thought you were at Camp Jupiter?"
He winced, pointing between him and the raven haired man. "Please, it's Jack. Jackson makes it awkward for the both of us." So what if his full name is Jackson - it's trouble and a mouthful and then some!! The misunderstandings of the past cause him to cringe even now.
He straightens, remembering that Annabeth Chase doesn't like being left for an answer.
"And I'm calling for an assist - the cavalry, if you will; Has there been a prophecy for any impending disasters?"
He's not asking for anything natural, cuz the Autobots and their kind certainly aren't of Earth to count as such... Even moreso considering humans inhabit what could be considered the skin of their creators anti-thesis. It's a headache just thinking how that works with the different pantheons. Something is seriously messed up.
Percy sighs in the way that tells of too much weight put on too small shoulders far too soon.
"A warning of sorts and all that, yeah--got any clues to give?"
Jack snorts derisively; does he??
"A whole ass reason that'll tear and burn the Big House down, actually."
"Wait up, we're going to Chiron."
Jack nods and watches them race out of the arena, passing by houses and Campers alike.
He drinks in the familiar landmarks and the new faces until old wood replaces them, his projection following the two young adolescents smoothly.
Soon after he knows they are in a wooden house as it's owner's hooves patter slightly and he sees the trainer of heroes still looking as he first met him.
He missed seeing him too.
"You say you know what's causing this?" The centaur asks.
Jack gulps, looking distinctly like he wants to plead amnesty in the sense of 'don't kill the messenger of bad news'.
"We won't like this. And neither will the gods stand for it."
"What happened?" Annabeth demands, sensing the weight of his statement. It's never good when more than one god is involved, and less if all of them are displeased over something. Percy, and everyone in both camps, can attest to that. It adds to their work and the danger of the mission. (Honestly, the chaos they cause without the gods meddling is bad enough.)
"Remember when I said that I moved to Jasper? Well, it's relatively monster free, but something else more than makes up for the lack."
Jack looks back, strains his ears and eyes but doesn't find anything suspicious. Nobody followed him to eavesdrop on his call. The echoing hallway relays worried chatter, muffled grunts and sharp blaster fire from the coms. Jack stalks a little closer to the main room as he turns back to his audience.
Tense silence follows him as they let him assess the safety of his surroundings; he knows they're ready and waiting for his report. Will he get in trouble for it? Yes, but the threat applies to them as well and they have a right to be informed. His friends could use the backup too.
He is prepared to spill the military secret, moving slow as he speaks, giving them a candid view of the military base and groundbridge. "Autonomous tech-organisms -effectively Extraterrestrials, Aliens if you will- with their own war raging, have their base set up here. And guess what?"
Annabeth gives him a critical look as Percy seems to stumble over his words, ADHD-riddled brain very much working against him in this situation whereas Chiron looks on in anticipated trepidation.
He looks straight at him, voice firm in the same way as when he gave his reports in the Battle of Manhattan. "Gaea is one of their gods, known as Unicron: God of Destruction."
He grabs his phone, showing the pictures he took of the others fighting the stone titans as well as the footage of the earth's core being relayed live on screen.
"We need a council of both camps effective immediately."
Btw, in case some of y'all have seen them before (though I haven't published them there yet) some of these stories are excerpts or inspired from FF I've written on Wattpad.
I reacently finished watching TFA, and I have been DYING for a good TFP/TFA crossover.
But I havent been able to find one I really like. I've been able to find some good ones, but none of them hit the exact spot.
So I thought, "Well, Moony, instead of complaning, why don't you write one?" And that's what I plan on doing.
So this is what I was thinking...
On one fateful day in the primeverse, Wheeljack and Ratchet are arguing on weather or not a new kind of spacebridge should have xyz part/feature. And Miko [being Miko] decides the best way to settle this dispute is to turn it on. And thus how 8 autobots and 5 humans are thrust into the animatedverse.
Meanwhile, Sentinel is "lecturing" Optmus on why he should "shut his intake about all this fake dicepticon propaganda". This, however, is interrupted by a swirling blue-green vortex resimboling a spacebridge portal. When 8 enormus robots veughly resemboling bots they know pop out, you can imagine the shock and conufsion that ensues. They don't really notice the humans, untill Miko points out Sentinel's abnormally large chin. Everyone laughs (except Sentinel, but, yk), and then the questions come.
At one point, Sentinel insults TFP Optimus, and everyone else from the primeverse tries to kill him. And they would have (several times over), if the Optimuses (Optimi? Optimieuses?) hadn't stepped in.
Then BAM! TFA Optimus (who will from here on be know as just Prime) remembers the dicepticon trap that Ultra Magnus and Jazz are driving into. Optimus offerse his team as help, and Prime gladly excepts. Ratchet then throughs a wrench at the head of a complaining Sentinel, and Wheeljack ties him up and knicks him to the curb. Literally.
So, Prime tells his team there's no time to explain the company, and they're off.
Enter: Starscream.
TFP chracters find out that the dicepticon their fighting is the one and olny Screamer, and jump into action. Optimus starrs quickly ordering his team and they take down Star' with a little less than ease. Just cause he's imortal, doesn't mean you can't knock him out. So they do, and Prime is quick to put stasis cuffs on him.
Megatron, inpressed my this display, decides he wants to observe these new comers for a while.
Note: I really wanna emphasize the size difference between the TFP bots and the TFA bots. I mean TFP Optimus and TFA Megatron are roughly the same hieght. I mean TFA Bee gives TFP Arcee hieght.
And that's all for today, if you think I should actually write this please tell me. If you have any sugestions or ideas that's even better. Any way, thank you for reading, and have a dandy day/night.
So here are some TFP X Gravity Falls crossover starter ideas I am yet to do something with (I want to write this I swear) I think I talked about this before: nevertheless my ideas.
1) Miko wants to go to a Slash Monkey concert: their next concert is at Woodstick festival . (The one from the love god episode)
More to come- I made the notes on my laptop and I’m typing this on mobile at a pub
