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UPDATE

Did some editing since I wasn't too happy with some parts and forgot to shade certain ones.

A painful memory of the past...

Rai has no idea why Arietis is crying.

The past few days I had to focus on my exams and sadly, I didn't have enough time to draw completely all the themes for the #megopweek2020 so here's my only contribution for the free theme in the Megop week: Geishaformers AU! Shōgun Megatron of Kaon with his lovely sparkmate, Optimus who was a former geisha. I really love this AU and very obsessed with it. I was really pleased that the drawing turned out really well!

Alright.

A new AU.

Aunt Roadrage AU.

Yes. Influenced by @pastelpaperplanes's headcanon that Roadrage is Optimus's spark split twin. And yes, their Creators, Maverick and Galea will make their appearences too! I'll include all three of them in future RPs regardless any AU, just to have fun plus make random headcanons involving them and Rai/Burning!

~ Deckerd hummed as he fixed the ribbon around his neck and offered a little box of chocolates to everyone who could eat them on the blog. And as for those who couldn’t, Put a ribbon on them and gave them a sparkly Rock +valentines card; Hero and Villan Alike. ~

Every AU version of Karai/BurningPassion: (Weren't expecting sudden Valentine gifts.) D-Dekkado kun...

AU Maganouses: (Pleasantly surprised) Thanks, Deckerd!

Every Rikichi in AUs: (Couldn't get their share of Deckerd's gift chocolates since they're bombarded by hordes of "secret" admirers and fan girls) RAI (OCTAVIA)(ASHE), HELLPPP!!! 💦

All Karais/BurningPassions:

This again? Even worse as always... (Some even said "When can you buck up to tell your unwanted wannabe wives that's it's N-O, no?)

Maganouses:

Does this happen every time, sis?

Karais/BurningPassion: Believe us, way long before you were even created...

DM me with the link of this starter if you wish to RP this with me!

Synopsis: Little Karai as those who are close to her know, is a child of a few words and fewer expressions. Many usually find her in her own thoughts, deep in mind debate. What they don't know is that some of the subjects of debate are rather... painfully personal.

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The little Cybertronian human hybrid was resting on the smooth surface of the floor, resting after returning from usual school time. She was thinking about how her day went by like every single day, lessons of the day to process, training, practice, having to put up with either some of the teachers looking down at her with suspicion and obvious distaste, being surrounded in ear blasting surroundings, stuck in either the middle, sidelines or the corner in the social parts, being dragged by her chums to unwanted situations and the worse of all, being reminded daily of all her faults and past crimes by Bijin Masami and her troupe of feet cleaners and fellow racist, judgmental top kunoichi wannabes just to list some obvious details of her life.

Rather than going further into the matter, she recalled back her mother's life as narrated before by him. As far as she knew, he came from a civilian background. Her real maternal grandcreators were long offlined so he was raised by relatives and was enrolled to the Autobot Samurai Academy to follow his dreams of serving and defending their homeworld. There, he was trained their ways of the samurai, code of honor and the defense of the sword by Sensei Kup Minor san, who looked after him there and later, him again and her. He also met his first two friends, Sentinel who is sadly now an unbearable piece of shit and a femmeling named Elita-1. The three of them were inseparable during their time of the Academy.

That is until that Arachna Seven incident happened.

Vividly from a sparkbond memory from her carrier, she could remember seeing Elita's expression as she fell down to the cavern full of giant spiders.

Shock.

Fear.

The horrible feeling of being left behind.

Betrayal.

She rather not go through the rest of the story. But, she did recall the recent time she and her carrier reunited with Elita, albiet the femmeling now a grown individual, age similar to her mother and her body altered through a fusion of Cybertronian and organic matter courtesy of the spiders' venom and a load full of hate, spite and vengeance. As her hand felt her ribs' side, those were the areas where she was struck by Blackarachnia and got her spider form and the basis of her alternate forms.

That got her thinking. What if Mother, Elita and Sentinel never went to that forest? What if Elita never fell down to her demise? What if... She went cold.

Numb.

Stiff.

Still.

What... Why am I feeling like this? Karai felt uncomfortable wherever she landed onto that question. The thought of her mother and Elita together disturbed her.

More accurately tortured her.