#rs lore

The prophecy is still the same. Rusty, however, is a tom with a rather peculiar coat.

Bluestar looked into those burning eyes and wondered if he was The Fire.

Either way, they needed more cats. Surely, just one more cat won't lead to much trouble.

OR: Everything leads said cat into trouble.

Summary/Disclaimer

This is a self-indulgent rewrite/AU of the Warriors series. Creative liberties and decisions will be made to fill in plot holes, expand world building and ultimately have fun with this story.

This AU will be a mix of art and writing (depending on my preferred medium during the creative process), a loose sense of telling the story and will jump around the timeline sometimes.

No need to worry, once a masterpost is made, I'll make sure to put them in chronological order!

A lot of things from this AU was admittedly inspired by @redux-iterum's own rewrite that offers a more digestible story that lets you read things in chronological order. So go check Redux Iterum! It's a beautiful story

Art Blog: @waxingbloodmoon

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What is a Seeker?

Apex predator flightframes, the term is from “seek and destroy.” Before, it was “Seeker of Knowledge, of Experience, of New Homes.

 During the Paradise Era, Seekers were originally guardian frametypes that guarded Cybertron from extraterrestrial threats. Occasionally picking off mecha that threatened Cybertron’s peace. 

During the Quintesson Invasions, Seekers and other mecha had to become vicious and weaponized to fend off the colonizing invaders. Many frame-types got hit with quintesson-viruses, making them happy to produce sapient products.

Insecticon hives were the hardest hit.

With energon being harvested by the Quintessons and hotspots turned into product factories, Seekers turned to predation and recycling of the infected individuals to fuel their flights, growth, and manufacturing.

Religion

https://rogue-seeker.tumblr.com/post/645124239808167936/rs-lore-religion

Codelines

Kaonite Ram - Burrowing owlbearlike mecha that live underground and feast on radiaoactive ore to fuel their fusion cannons. Their religion is on digging through the corpse of Primus, and praising Unicron on killing him. Death feeds life. They host their sparklings on their backs as pods.

Voidwing - Ambush hunters from the Sonic Canyons, they are noted for their processors capable of crunching complex equations for warping and bridging.

Rainmaker - Spark-gifted Seekers that cause acidic rain and thunderstorms around Vos. In eons past, this helped save Cybertron from the Quintessons.

Spire Dancer - Noted for their complex aerial displays and holographic feathers, Spire Dancers hunt with null rays and impale prey on the spires of Vos.

Cone Cuckoo - Seekers who stash their sparklings with other codelines to be raised. Have a complex shifting ability that lets them easily copy other seeker codelines.

Honkbiner - Geeselike mecha with chainsaw wings that combine with other Honkbiners to create a giant kaiju-sized uber goose.

Sonic Storm - Seekers of gas giant planets, they are absolutely gigantic in order to brave the planet-sized storms of their homes. Often large enough to house other Seekers in their shuttle-maw space.

Starcrest - Great shuttles capable of producing any Seekerline, usually accompanies titan ships.

Each codeline has its own unique spark gift, that can be passed down from creator to creation, however hybridization can weaken spark-gifts and even cause it to be lost within family sparklines. Hybrid sparklings have to be design carefully to make sure nothing is lost.

Durability/Physical Notes

All seeker codelines are fairly tanky. Wings aren’t fragile at all, compared to fanon seekers. Like irl jets, they can be shot full of holes and still be able to fly home even if only one engine is intact. If all engines are damaged, they are still capable of gliding.

No landing gear, Seekers will transform in mid-air and land on their pedes.

Non bipedal body-types are common, its easier to support large frames that way. Thundercracker has a winged centauroid body type, while Skywarp is quadrupedal.

RS Mecha will often have built-in antigrav to lighten their weight and increase agility, and Seekers are no exception.

Sensors

No noses. Noses are for humans. Chemoreceptors are located in the vents. While insecticons have a higher sense of taste/smell, Seeker chemoreceptors are still more sensitive then the average humans. Seekers will often taste things with their hands/paws/manipulating appendages.

No pain receptors. Damage and sensory information is given via list of notifications.

Thickly armored areas can feel pressure, and only places like hands and other manipulating appendages like data-cables have high amounts of tactile sensors.

Glossa tendrils and brushes is mainly used for grooming. Chemoreceptors there will take note of any contaminants found while grooming and doing other maintenance upkeep of flock members.

Front-facing facial optics are the main set of cameras, but its common to have cameras in other places.

Proximity, wind/air pressure/weather/em sensors are usually located on wings and fins.

Social

Seekers will usually place mecha into several categories, depending on frame-type and size.

These categories range from flock member, to allied outsider, to prey, to baby. Smaller mecha interacting with a brooding Seeker might be placed in the baby/sub-adult box. Especially if certain behaviors are shown. (magnetic clamping, climbing on the bigger mech, predatory grooming/removal of wire mites, wi-fi limpets, plate mites, etc)

Being treated as baby might be embarassing, but its better then being fed on.

Seeker flocks are communal when raising offspring and sharing partners. Coteries (polyamorous seeker groups above the number of three) will often get quite large as they absorb a partner’s partners,and their partners, etc.

Depending on codelines, flocks will usually reside in nesting spires, canyons and burrows on planets. Or on great Titan ships. Multi-codeline flocks are more common out on colony titan ships.

Flocks have a hierarchy usually based off skills, age, and dueling prowess. Being combat-ready is important. If physically disabled, duels are done in VR instead.

Courting flights are common.

And when greeting another friendly Seeker, they’ll usually sniff and inspect each other’s frame to ensure good health and allogrooming to ensure they smell of “Ally” and not “stranger.”

Manufacturing

Unlike Velocitronian forges and Insecticon hive factories, Seekers usually design, spark, and build their own offspring in trines.

One parent to code the personality, one parent to build/spawn the frame, one parent to incubate the spark.

Post-war, its become common for another parent, the largest one to produce photonic crystals for back-up sparks.

Manufacturing techniques can become complicated, this will be its own post.

3D birth-printers are common, and found in nursery-forges and nesting grounds. They’ll usually be covered up due to its sacred status, and gifting of 3d printers is a common thing when wanting to produce a sparkling.

Those who are not mid-wife engineers, will often scrape nanites from under their plating, and mix the samples into a gestation pod. A newspark will be inserted and the third parent or more will often insert a datadrive with their little ones’ personality coding in there.

This produces sparklings that are more “randomized.” Since building little ones requires more intensive skill. And often requires a larger parent  or fabrication shop in a titan ship to grow/shape the parts required.

Charredpaw crawled out of the den and stretched out his sore legs, his paws still ached from the run around the whole territory the day before.

There wasn't enough space to do his stretching and the cool morning breeze was a breath of fresh air. With all the apprentices inside still sleeping, the warmth had gotten a bit stuffy for him.

"Charredpaw, nice to see you up early." His ear flicked towards where the kind mew came from, turning to see the tall older white tom. Well, everyone in Thunderclan seemed to be taller than him, really.

Charredpaw straightened up, the sleepy fog in his mind still in the midst of fading, "Good morning, sir- Whitestorm! Morning Whitestorm, sir."

He's met with a slow blink in amusement before the warrior kindly ignored his stumble to try and peer into the entrance of the apprentice den.

The one he was unintentionally blocking, sheepishly stepping to the side to let Whitestorm have a look inside.

"Lovely morning to you too, it'd be a shame for Greypaw and Ravenpaw to miss out on the sun, wouldn't it?" Taking the cue as it is, Charredpaw nodded and ducked into the tree stump, reaching out to lightly bat at the lump of snoring fur that was his friend.

Greypaw snorted awake, blinking blearily with an ear inside out. The sleepy tom pawed it back into place, yawning out a quiet greeting to Charredpaw who was already nudging Ravenpaw.

The poor black tom jolted into the waking world, jumping out of his nest and stumbling into the wall, which had Greypaw blinking rapidly in surprise from the sudden thunk and Charredpaw wincing at the noise.

So much for trying to keep silent for Dustpaw and Sandpaw who were now sitting up in their own moss beds, startled by the solid thud.

"Oh dear, are you alright in there, Ravenpaw?" Whitestorm called out in concern, his voice snapping the three apprentices out of their stupor.

Charredpaw scrambled back out, followed quickly by the other two to line up in front of the warrior.

Thankfully, Whitestorm merely looked amused with his eyes creased, walking over to the waiting Tigerclaw and Lionface, motioning for them to follow.

"Are we going on a patrol again?" The young tom questioned as he padded forward, touching noses with Tigerclaw in greeting who huffed.

"By the Sevens, eager to see more of the territory, Charredpaw?" Lionface purred good naturedly but Charredpaw could only blink, tilting his head.

"What do you mean by the Sevens? What's the Sevens?" Silence, all five cats looked at him in surprise and Charredpaw tried not to let his hackles rise, did he say something wrong?

I've organized most in their generations and accidentally made Ravenpaw the Ultimate Unc

This is subject to change (especially the names) as I try to remember more of the old warriors but ATLEAST I THINK, NOBODY IS RELATED

Thunderclan has an interesting mindset and culture where they value hardwork to absurd degrees.

They abhor the easy way and see worth in doing it the hard way. It comes from the belief of, if you do it the hard way, all the trials you'll face will be in the same path already and once you complete that path, all the other obstacles will be something you've already faced, or milder than what you've endured.

It's an ironically very sink or swim culture for them but it does show results, especially when they've had multiple examples that show what happens when you take it easy.

Too cocky or overconfident warriors thinking their massive size is enough, forgoing training, battle strategy and getting killed/severely wounded during a border skirmish for underestimating another cat.

A leader leading a reign of peace and becoming complacent, unable to adapt when conflict arises and, as he was known to run from his duties as a warrior, ran from his duties as a leader as well.

It's why they're the most disdainful to kittypets, they're the living examples of what a life of easy can be and they find it to be an insult to their lifestyle.

Though, that's not to say they don't take it easy now and then, that's after all, the reward they strive to get after their difficult trials and duties.

It's just good to keep constant vigilance and to never slack when one's efforts could be the sole reason between life and death.

Embodiment is a state of being every clan cat strives to attain.

Not for any sense of status, while it does garner awe due to the weight of accomplishment should you become an Incarnation, it's not a High Rank.

Becoming an Incarnation can be essentially seen as a significant milestone in finding one's self and cementing their identity. It's Embodying who you are, who you were and who you will be.

Embodiment, is the state of a cat who Knows who they are, their soul strengthening and solidifying within their body. It does not last for long, even one being so assured of their identity won't be sure of who they are later on.

An Incarnation, from the name, is a cat capable of Embodying themselves to their full ability, usually for longer periods and not just flickers of power. They are cats who can tap into their potential and more, the truly exceptional ones capable of feats akin to The Seven.

It's not exactly rare, even cats that will later on have the suffixes of -fur or -stripe, can Embody themselves for a moment but Incarnations are few and far between.

It's during the late last four moons as a warrior that usually has an apprentice start showing signs of Embodiment.

Of course, there are a few who manage to show it early or become Incarnations even, examples being Longtail of Thunderclan (Incarnation by his early 9th moon) and Tigerclaw (Showed signs of Embodiment around his 7th moon, Incarnated at 10th moon)

Names have power, hence the shared culture in all the clans in making sure their names are close to who they are and can be. It helps cement their Identity more.

That's not to say this is the only way. All names can have power but it helps if you actually know what you were named for. (Example: Tiny is an Incarnation :])

[Lore Masterpost] | [Storyline Masterpost]

Politics are currently at play here. Due to the recent greencough epidemic in Thunderclan, the Sunningrocks is currently under their territory and Crookedstar had temporarily ceased in scenting them for now

Well, now that Thunderclan is recovering, the border skirmishes are going to continue soon enough. Times of peace are a death sentence for the clans, you can't mock battle badgers and foxes and coyotes here. The new apprentices need the battle strategies and experience

The Floweringfields are currently being scented to the best of Shadowclan's ability as they're in need of herbs, Many Herbs.

Riverclan and Thunderclan believe Hollowheart to be He/They, as being Silverpelt's shadow, which these two clans usually think of Silverpelt as She/They, is the opposite of Silverpelt, hence He/They

Shadowclan believe Hollowheart is She/They, as ironically, being Silverpelt's shadow, is an extension of Silverpelt