(genuinely Offended) "I Trust All Of My Viziers"

My GURL!! I luv this silly birb.

Despite being named for a snake, Naja's character design was actually based on a harpy eagle (with the exception of the very long, split tongue - that was a snake indulgence).

Harpy's are so emotive. I love their crest and the way they move it around depending on their mood. And the TALONS! I see a lot of Cons with claws, but not a lot with talons, so I wanted to sneak those in there.

Yes, people are "doing something".

NINETEEN STATES have joined the suit so far. In a climate this divided, that's not nothing. That's SOMETHING.

Many of the people in power know this is wrong. Others are realizing that people aren't going to stand for this forever. Keep the pressure up. Don't give up, don't give them your despair.

And don't fall victim to the illusion that nobody is resisting. The fact that you haven't seen it means it is being concealed from you, not that it does not exist. Much is being done and will be done without your knowledge. Do not let the assumption that nobody ELSE is fighting cause you to abandon the fight. That is precisely what they want to achieve.

This can be turned around. Even if you don't believe that, it doesn't hurt to act as though you do.

Keep pressing.

Little darlings

🐇

Pfft. She would absolutely say this...

Older pinup of mine I touched up, re-did Jack and Miko too

His mouth tightened into a firm line, optics narrowing in displeasure. Leader... hmph If there was one thing Wheeljack hated, it was any attempt to 'reign him in'.

And if there was a second, it was that the blasted feline was right. He could already hear Optimus' stern voice reminding him of the Autobot moral code.

'His code,' the Wrecker grumbled to himself. Autobot he may have been, but that did not mean all of his opinions aligned with theirs. He was a shoot first ask questions later kinda bot. This... diplomatic scrap was for chumps like Magnus.

The broad mech warred with himself over the most effective course of action. While shooting this fragger square in the face would be satisfying, it would yield no useful results. He wanted whatever information this Con could give him, which would be exactly none if he scrapped them.

So... they needed to be brought in - online - for further questioning. Alright then... he could make that work. What was the human phrase... more than one way to skin a cat? A fitting idiom.

"Innocent?" he scoffed, stowing his cannon. "Then you won't mind comin' with me for a quick little trip?"

He lunged, intent on scruffing the unruly beast.

@gutter-bot liked for a starter.

Since returning to his host's side, Ravage rarely left the Nemesis. Soundwave was protective- rightfully so-, and Ravage's frame just wasn't what it used to be. After his near death experience that lead to the separation from his host on Cybertron, he never quite regained his full strength.

However, that didn't mean he was useless. On the contrary, in fact. Ravage could still perform his strong suit exceptionally well; that being his work as a spy. It helped that the Autobots were unaware of his existence.

He had been slinking back from a successful intel gathering mission when things went wrong. Wheeljack, as he was last informed by Laserbeak, was not supposed to be in the area. Apparently, things had changed. He froze at the glowing blaster aimed at his helm, a low growl ripping itself from his throat. "Back off," he snarled, red optics narrowing beneath the Soundwave-esc visor that covered most of his helm.

“Do you miss Cybertron? Do you dream of the skyline of Vos?”

#notmyart #gorgeous #imded

あむ曇 -AMUKUMO- 

Insecticons

Transformers: Art Of Prime

IDW Publishing, 2013

*Please note: This book is heavy and too big for my scanning bed. Scans are uncleaned and portions have been cut off by technological limitations. You should buy it, anyway.

Heng Z

the gladiator