#wreckloose

Dear Companion Curious,

That is very kind of you to say! Safeguard tells the story of how he and I first crossed paths better than I do, so he’s agreed to regale you with it some other time. As for how dear Scorpia and I first met—well, you’ll get a different answer depending on which of us you ask! As such, I’ve invited her to share her side of the story. Scorpia, are you receiving? Why don’t you introduce yourself to the humans?

love, u dont have to call them “the humans”. honestly. make it sound like were at a zoo or something. um, hi everyone!!

Well, that is how they refer to themselves… but I suppose it does sound rather stiff, coming from my vocal processors. My, what would I do without you?

oh youre vector prime, youd do just fine,,

I most certainly would not! I spoke too rashly, let us perish the thought. Now, where should we begin…

aaaa ok can we do ur Meet Cute first

If you like, certainly. This was near the beginning of the Autobots’ search for the Cyber Planet Keys, to save our worlds—and the galaxy—from the danger posed by the black hole left in the wake of Unicron’s destruction. My time management ability was stretched to its limit; while helping Optimus Prime’s team on Earth, and defending Cybertron from the lingering threat of Unicron and his heralds, I also found myself investigating a temporal anomaly.

I tracked the disturbance down to one of Cybertron’s minor colony worlds, the Junk Planet, where a band of Decepticons was terrorizing the local populace, extorting them for their Cyber Planet Key. Unable to pinpoint the source, I decided to parley with the Decepticon leader Sky Lynx, in the hopes of ending the hostilities and solving the mystery. Suffice it to say, the negotiations went poorly, and although Safeguard and I make a formidable team, on that occasion we were outnumbered heavily. We had to use all our wits to escape: tricking Nemesis Override into driving into a scrapheap, trapping Wreckloose with an electromagnet, pushing Landslide through a dimensional gate- and then I saw her. I saw you, dear. I don’t know if it was love at first sight, for you-

i dont know does “huh hes hot” count as love at first sight

Err, well, regardless- I- ahem. When I saw you for the first time, everything suddenly made sense. You were positively radiant, with tachyonic energy, clearly revealing you to be the reason why time was all a-flutter. Unrelatedly, you cut an extremely striking figure—you had your claws up, and you were pointing your stinger right at me, do you remember?

i mean i dont remember what i looked like obviously but yeah

I remember that time stood still, and I thought for certain that you were about to kill me. But then you fired over my shoulder, and the moment passed. You let me go. At the time, I had no idea what you saw in me. I could only assume you spared me out of common kindness towards a stranger, nothing more. But, as it would transpire, you had history with me.

gasp!!

oh wait that means its me. uh, actually,, give me just a second to collect my thoughts

Take all the time you need, dear.

Faction: Predacon

Alt. Mode: Spider

Function: Psychological Warfare

Profile:

Born out of Tarantulas' third attempt to create a loyal arachnid minion, Wreckloose worked out for him about as well as Blackarachnia. But hey, at least she's not another Inferno.

To call Wreckloose a loyal Predacon would be pushing it, but she generally has little problems furthering the Predacon Cause, as long as she gets to do it her way. Unfortunately for her, her preference to stay in the shadows and out of sight, often has her assigned saboteur and spy work.

But her real interest lies in phobias and psychological warfare. She rarely engages in direct battle, and will use her opponent's fear as her primary weapon against them, forcing them into her web. Once caught, she takes great delight in driving them to the brink of insanity, before consuming their innermost energon.

The terror makes it taste so delightful.

Previous: Nemesis Primal

Since it really didn’t fit with any of the other photo sets, here’s Breakdown with the Knock Out harem.

Dear Honored Hero,

Dinobot and a small retinue of high-ranking Scale Walkers were very lucky to have travelled to Cybertron for a diplomatic meeting when “Onyx Prime” began his attack on Cybertron—followed shortly by Unicron’s reactivation and Eukaris’s destruction. Furious at the seeming intransigence of the Cybertronian government to prevent this catastrophe and convinced that the standard-formers had once again misled and betrayed his kind on a grand scale, Dinobot formally announced his secession from the Council of Worlds—a token gesture, of course, but one that resonated with many other ex-Eukarian refugees who had narrowly avoided extinction.

When Cybertron itself fell to Unicron, Metroplex teleported the citizens of Iacon to Earth, close to Victoria Falls. But while the other Cybertronians prepared for their respective encounters with destiny, Dinobot had a different future in mind, and rallied several like-minded Eukarian separatists—Backstop, Repugnus, Wreckloose, Filch, Kraken, and Hardhead among them—to leave under cover of darkness and start anew somewhere else. Their exodus took them across central Africa, travelling by night as explosions raged in the heavens above them… and after days of travel, as the sun rose over a black hole to illuminate the green, sweeping plains of the Vwaza Marsh wildlife preserve, Dinobot announced that their journey was over.

After thirty years, “Eukaris Secundus” has grown from a refugee camp on the plains into a small, self-sufficient settlement nestled into the green slopes and blue lakes of the pristine wilderness. Fliers nest amidst the peaks of Mangali and Mwanda; swimmers inhabit the cool green depths of Lake Kazumi, and Dinobot himself holds court in the village itself, where he takes counsel from the representatives of the four tribes—Vertebreak of the Scale Walkers, Nyx of the Air Walkers, Hammerbyte of the Wave Walkers, and Santon of the Fur Walkers. Wind and solar farms synthesize all the energon they need from their natural surroundings, and the hippos, elephants, and wildebeest who call the reserve home benefited from the addition of disgruntled expatriates—the arrival of animals who can shoot back has greatly discouraged poachers and big game hunters. Although Dinobot himself had little patience for dealing with humans, Eukarian delegates eventually worked out an agreement with the Malawian government in which they received amnesty and full citizenship in exchange for maintaining the preserve and dealing with poachers.

Wreckloose at Cohoes Music Hall Mar 2022