So... that skybound panel, in tfp style.
It's an impressive composition, and I needed it in my preferred iteration/ designs.
And black. Black background. Of course.
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So... that skybound panel, in tfp style.
It's an impressive composition, and I needed it in my preferred iteration/ designs.
And black. Black background. Of course.

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Starscream gazing at the sky for reasons.
Commission for @emperor-kumquat, TF Mercy.
Predacons over metal mountains.
Commission for @emperor-kumquat
Nightmare.
Commission for @emperor-kumquat (tf mercy)
First time drawing Knockout must be bloody and tragic, of course.
Jetfire's squad introduction scene in Tf Mercy,by @emperor-kumquat

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Commission for @emperor-kumquat, where a very displeased Jetfire stares angrily in distrust.
For Kumquat's tfp sequel game, tf Mercy.
Here's Onyx, redesigned in a tfp style. I love how he's some kind of mechanical chimera, as if containing the major characteristics of potential variaties of beast-formers/Predacons. He's some of a bird or griffin, some of a centaur, also gives the overall impression of a dragon.
The First Disciple
Now, my friend, I won't forget The darkness blinding me before we met It's all I need to remember you, as the light you were Even though, for sure, you won't remember me.
My old friend, these poems that you preach They're being wasted as you speak. Remind me once more how they came to be your calling? Do you even know you're falling? You know that for you I'd give an arm I'm one of few that never meant you harm And I heed you like I heed fire and thunder. But from time to time I wander, And lately I did wonder... If you did it all to make you feel desired Did it all to make you feel admired For love to replace your shame.