So. The seeker trine designs I did (or at least their heads for now lol) are for my own transformers continuity, Transformers: Dusk to Dawn. I will likely make a separate blog for it, but let me spill some basic info. If you don't want any spoilers and want to go into it completely blind when I start writing, stop reading here.
1. Megatronus, Prima, Sentinel, and Orion/Optimus are the four good primes while the rest were manipulated and corrupted by Lord Quintus, possibly some shadowplay involved.
2. D-16 also becomes Megatron slowly through shadowplay. He takes up the name Megatron out of wanting to steal Megatronus's name, wanting to become the better version of his former idol, while also still being an individual.
3. Optic color has nothing to do with faction and varies greatly, hence why the seekers still have reddish sort of optics despite being Autobots.
4. That's right, in this continuity, the seeker trine are Autobots due to their loyalty to Megatronus Prime while Soundwave and Shockwave still end up on the side of the Decepticons. That doesn't mean that the trine doesn't still get up to shenanigans. Starscream and Skywarp are still gremlins who need to be reigned in by Thundercracker a lot.
5. Sunstorm, Slipstream, and Stormquake (OC) are clones Soundwave and Shockwave made of the seeker trine to be on the side of the Decepticons. They refuse to admit it, but they secretly miss them. Sunstorm is the Starscream clone, Slipstream is the Skywarp clone, and Stormquake is the Thundercracker clone.
6. B-127/Bumblebee is technically an Autobot, but doesn't really fight due to not wanting to face what D-16/Megatron has become (he became quite close with him in this continuity), so he ends up staying in the medbay as Ratchet's little assistant. His brother C-63, aka Cliffjumper, never really liked D-16/Megatron and was jealous of the bond he and B-127 had previously formed, so he's more eager to get out into battle and square up.
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More Character Art School Assignments. I’ve definitely felt an improvement and ease to drawing characters. Here we have several of my own original characters plus a favourite character of mine, Vincent Valentine.
they had been having a surprisingly calm day, believe it or not. the weather itself was a little gray, a little drizzly, but neither of them were bothered by a bit of water. there had even been a rather cute exchange of neat shells and pebbles from their respective domains and barefoot strolling on one of numerous beaches that crossed both, until the sky overhead darkened.
whether it's the weather or his mood turning first, antheia isn't sure, but she knows something is coming when his tone shifts. it always does leading up to him instigating a game or other, but she doesn't know what it will be until the rain has finally gone on long enough to begin dampening her curls. and even so, she almost misses it, the pitter of a drizzle up to a steady rain when he suddenly stops and says that. and he very patiently waits long enough for her to register the challenge, grin almost sharp as surprise turns to glee.
then she turns away and runs.
it takes less time for her to realize poseidon is timing his game against the storm than it did to catch on to the shift in activity, but even an increase in wind and the drops slowly building to a sheet to run against aren't enough to completely hide her footsteps in the sand until she reaches her territory again. moss and grass never felt so good under her feet as it does in these moments, giving under her to soften her run and springing back into place to cover her trail.
once she reaches trees, however, she realizes how long it's been since they've played this particular game, and holding to the form of humans may not fully limit them the way mortals are limited, but whenever she pauses she can feel the thrum of her heart in her chest and hear the rush in her ears. but just as the storm continues to pick up its pace, antheia knows he's closing in. if poseidon hadn't started it, he's certainly feeding into it, the winds whipping up enough that she has to keep stopping just to push her hair out of her eyes, the rain pelting down hard enough to soak into the ground and drag weightily on her dress.
antheia refuses to make it easy though. he wanted a game, so he had to earn his prize. the more the rain slogs up being on the ground, the more carefully she starts trying to listen for him over the noise of the storm, slinking beside trees and crouching near brush. feeling both breathless and giddy, she's even sure the strategy is working until she catches her foot on a root hidden in the mud and falls with a surprised yelp, unable to catch herself on anything before she's splattered in it.
and she freezes. listens. it's impossible to actually hear anything beyond the rain at this point, but she tries anyway, for a few impossibly long moments before slowly righting herself. antheia managed to edge back into grassier territory and behind a rock just in time to see he'd caught up with her, having clearly heard when she fell, but then he disappeared straight into the direction she'd originally been heading, soon enough obscured by the deluge. she stays where she is though, not sure he wouldn't double back, and lets the rain slowly wash mud from her skin. eventually though, she turns to look for a new path to take, speculating on the idea of returning to the beach and seeing how long it would take for him to find her.
it's a thought that will have to remain a wonder though, because before she can make a decision poseidon has a hand wrapped around one of her wrists and pulls her tight against him. even the rain and mud aren't enough assistance to squirm free for another try at running, and it was an unwritten rule to not change forms when playing this game, but she doesn't stop trying until he kisses her. well, prize earned; when she finally does pull her wrist free it's only to tangle her fingers in his hair, the weather around them briefly forgotten entirely.
by the time the storm is over and they're returning to the beach, it's well past sunset. they're both mud-splattered and sporting clothes more torn than not, but satisfied. at least for awhile.
"that's a question that assumes i've slept." and though she very obviously has not done so, she looks contented anyway. it's hard not to be around him, whether because they've shared a bed or merely shared company, but those are thoughts to be tangled with later. on her own, maybe.
antheia resists the urge to wind him up like she often does, though the look she offers is nothing less than cheeky. " i'd ask if you dreamt about me, but i happen to know you didn't get any sleep either. a worthy trade in my opinion. "
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"you can't lie to me. i can tell when you're lying." - 🌊
@storm-quake ♥
the goddess can't help but laugh, looking remarkably smug and sure of herself. " who said anything about lying? maybe i just want to play, " antheia counters, making a point of dancing just out of easy reach when it looks like he's going to turn and grab her, movement graceful even over shifting sand. it's just the two of them for the time being, the beach otherwise unoccupied.
" not a race though. you definitely cheated last time, " she teases, expression anything but innocent and posture clearly readied to dodge him a second time. a challenge, one they can both enjoy. " can't just give you a prize for free now, can i? "
Scoperto un nuovo fenomeno sismico: gli “stormquake”
Scoperto un nuovo fenomeno sismico: gli “stormquake”
Mentre studiava i dati dei terremoti a bassa densità, un team di geologi americano si è imbattuto in curiosi segnali ondulatori e ciclici rilevati dai sismometri degli USA, che non si manifestavano tra maggio e ad agosto. Facendo una ricerca incrociata hanno scoperto che si trattava di eventi sismici scatenati da violente tempeste, che hanno deciso di chiamare stormquake. Ecco in quali condizioni…
