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How to show emotions

Part VI

How to show insecurity

not holding/breaking eye contact

fidgeting

crossing their arms

trying to cover up their body

making themself seem smaller

playing with their hands

hiding their hands in their pockets

holding their head down

blushing

clearing their throat

biting their nails

biting their lips

nervous laughter

stuttering

How to show being offended

stiffening up

hard line around the lips

frozen stare

narrowing of the eyes

turning their head to the side

quickening heartbeat

turning red

making themself bigger, ready to fight

How to show compassion

gentle and soft smile

relaxed facial features

softening of their eyes

openly showing how they feel

leaning towards the other one

nodding along, not directly interjecting, but encouraging

deep breaths inbetween

gentle touches to comfort

How to show being pleased

big smile/grinning

laying head slightly to the side

moving one shoulder up

pursing their lips while smiling

very open body language

leaning back

Part I + Part II + Part III + Part IV + Part V

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Hello dear.. Please don't skip my message My name is Mohammed, from the afflicted and destroyed Gaza Strip, where life has become impossible and tragic, and where we see death and pain every moment and every day. Our children suffer from hunger, pain, deprivation and lack of medicine. The war deprived them of playing, school, and their most basic rights. They are now suffering from woes and tragedies. 😭😭 During the war, my wife gave birth to a child and I could not find any milk for him Our conditions are tragic, and we live in a shelter that lacks the minimum requirements for life and is plagued by diseases and epidemics Please help me save my children from the hell of the Gaza Strip and provide them with a decent life 😔 Your assistance, no matter how simple, is enough to ease the burden on us and help us overcome our crisis. Please sympathize with me and donate to me or contribute to sharing the campaign and spreading it widely

i'm very sorry I can't donate right now, due to circumstance of my own, but I'll post this here so anyone wandering onto my blog can see it, know I hope that you raise enough money quickly, my heart goes out to you

Op this is so cool and important to me thank u so much for posting this. Wing references are always so cool to have. Plus cool pigeon patterns

Wanna put this here for later, I like this wip a LOT

GIF of my oc using their Outlier ability cause I'm TRYING to learn to consistently animate, after years of dabbling :"D

any trekkies out there who also like transformers 😭 I know at least some of you read the crossover comic

Please make a post about the story of the RMS Carpathia, because it's something that's almost beyond belief and more people should know about it.

Carpathia received Titanic’s distress signal at 12:20am, April 15th, 1912. She was 58 miles away, a distance that absolutely could not be covered in less than four hours.

(Californian’s exact position at the time is…controversial. She was close enough to have helped. By all accounts she was close enough to see Titanic’s distress rockets. It’s uncertain to this day why her crew did not respond, or how many might not have been lost if she had been there. This is not the place for what-ifs. This is about what was done.)

Carpathia’s Captain Rostron had, yes, rolled out of bed instantly when woken by his radio operator, ordered his ship to Titanic’s aid and confirmed the signal before he was fully dressed. The man had never in his life responded to an emergency call. His goal tonight was to make sure nobody who heard that fact would ever believe it.

All of Carpathia’s lifeboats were swung out ready for deployment. Oil was set up to be poured off the side of the ship in case the sea turned choppy; oil would coat and calm the water near Carpathia if that happened, making it safer for lifeboats to draw up alongside her. He ordered lights to be rigged along the side of the ship so survivors could see it better, and had nets and ladders rigged along her sides ready to be dropped when they arrived, in order to let as many survivors as possible climb aboard at once.

I don’t know if his making provisions for there still being survivors in the water was optimism or not. I think he knew they were never going to get there in time for that. I think he did it anyway because, god, you have to hope.

Carpathia had three dining rooms, which were immediately converted into triage and first aid stations. Each had a doctor assigned to it. Hot soup, coffee, and tea were prepared in bulk in each dining room, and blankets and warm clothes were collected to be ready to hand out. By this time, many of the passengers were awake–prepping a ship for disaster relief isn’t quiet–and all of them stepped up to help, many donating their own clothes and blankets.

And then he did something I tend to refer to as diverting all power from life support.

Here’s the thing about steamships: They run on steam. Shocking, I know; but that steam powers everything on the ship, and right now, Carpathia needed power. So Rostron turned off hot water and central heating, which bled valuable steam power, to everywhere but the dining rooms–which, of course, were being used to make hot drinks and receive survivors. He woke up all the engineers, all the stokers and firemen, diverted all that steam back into the engines, and asked his ship to go as fast as she possibly could. And when she’d done that, he asked her to go faster.

I need you to understand that you simply can’t push a ship very far past its top speed. Pushing that much sheer tonnage through the water becomes harder with each extra knot past the speed it was designed for. Pushing a ship past its rated speed is not only reckless–it’s difficult to maneuver–but it puts an incredible amount of strain on the engines. Ships are not designed to exceed their top speed by even one knot. They can’t do it. It can’t be done.

Carpathia’s absolute do-or-die, the-engines-can’t-take-this-forever top speed was fourteen knots. Dodging icebergs, in the dark and the cold, surrounded by mist, she sustained a speed of almost seventeen and a half.

No one would have asked this of them. It wasn’t expected. They were almost sixty miles away, with icebergs in their path. They had a respondibility to respond; they did not have a responsibility to do the impossible and do it well. No one would have faulted them for taking more time to confirm the severity of the issue. No one would have blamed them for a slow and cautious approach. No one but themselves.

They damn near broke the laws of physics, galloping north headlong into the dark in the desperate hope that if they could shave an hour, half an hour, five minutes off their arrival time, maybe for one more person those five minutes would make the difference. I say: three people had died by the time they were lifted from the lifeboats. For all we know, in another hour it might have been more. I say they made all the difference in the world.

This ship and her crew received a message from a location they could not hope to reach in under four hours. Just barely over three hours later, they arrived at Titanic’s last known coordinates. Half an hour after that, at 4am, they would finally find the first of the lifeboats. it would take until 8:30 in the morning for the last survivor to be brought onboard. Passengers from Carpathia universally gave up their berths, staterooms, and clothing to the survivors, assisting the crew at every turn and sitting with the sobbing rescuees to offer whatever comfort they could.

In total, 705 people of Titanic’s original 2208 were brought onto Carpathia alive. No other ship would find survivors.

At 12:20am April 15th, 1912, there was a miracle on the North Atlantic. And it happened because a group of humans, some of them strangers, many of them only passengers on a small and unimpressive steam liner, looked at each other and decided: I cannot live with myself if I do anything less.

I think the least we can do is remember them for it.

fr! It feels like in many continuities Starscream isn't even considered a character, but rather a foil for Megatron/ a plot device, and his perspective/point of view isn't considered beyond his signature "betray Megatron and lead the Decepticons" role. Megatron has abused him constantly, tore him down physically and MENTALLY, broken him and ripped him to shreds, and both fandom and the CANON ITSELF ignore all that by either "making him as bad" or glorifying it.

Honestly, it's a shame considering Starscream is such an interesting, complex character with MANY different ways to take his story/personality, but they're always wasted so Megatron or some other Important Character can shine, and that's such a huge detriment to Starscream entirely.

Starscream is the literal textbook definition of Character Asassination, ESPECIALLY in ES. He literally felt like a walking plot device to me in that show.

RANT!

Never thought that i would ever rant on here but someone has to say something.

See these Comments here?

They honestly disgust me, people glorifying Starscream's abuse or romanticizing his Relationship to Megatron are honestly the nastiest people i know.

Just imagine if they were real people for a moment, would People still ship and find it "hot" when Megatron beats Starscream to near death? If yes then wtf is wrong with you.

The People who romantizice them being together is just as bad if not worse. Megatron is litteraly a crazy Warlord seeking only revenge against Optimus no matter the cost, he mostly just beats Starscream to set an asample to not disobey him, everyone else in the Show (TFP) also thinks that its "funny" that Starscream gets beaten to near Death.

And honestly? Wtf do these Writers think while creating those scenes?? People litteraly glorify abuse and have no sense of Empathy. Yet if anyother Characters os wronged or dies people are sad and say they didnt deserve it. As a Person who has been through similar stuff in the Past this is Sickeing.

And the Fact that "Megastar or MegaOP" are one of the most popular ships in this whole Fandom is another thing of itself.

I'm honestly mad, since Starscream is one of the most loved and hated Characters in this whole Community, but i feel like some people only like him because of his supposed "cute/hot" realtionship to Megatron. Or how they sexualize him in general, he isnt this "cutsie uwu bottom femboy"...

Or people from the ES Community raging at Starscream to just "forgive" Megatron and not be a drama queen, or that he doesnt deserve Peace. I already hate ES as it is but this continues Starscream hate and or sexualizing is honestly disgusting.

And i dont know why people never speak up about it, and IF they say something then they are mostly the biggest Megastar Defenders to exist, i honestly dont know how any sane person can think this is "Hot".

People do anything to make their Ships ok, and once you notice the lenghts they go to make it ok you notice just how fucked up they really are.

I cant even scroll my for you page on here anymore because i mostly have these supposed "Adults" here glorifying the sexualizing or Abuse.

Might get hate for this Rant but honestly, i couldnt give less of a fuck. Someone had to say something eventually.

Not a character per se, but the ENTIRE star trek franchise. Not joking the 90's shows were queer as hell, with so many characters having queer themes (sadly few were openly gay/lesbian/bi/pan/ace cause STUDIOS but a lot of subtle AND heavily implied representation!) and I thank them for my current ideologies surrounding life.

Though to isolate it to one, Garak from DS9. He was HEAVILY implied to be gay.

What was the first canon queer character y’all saw on TV or in film?

Mine was Carol from friends (Ross’s ex wife)

Two nerds talking about the latest episode of that one Earth sitcom.

Seaslide (OC) would be best friends with Swerve, i just know it. They both love Earth culture.

Ah well…. After numerous attempts to turn Knockout's helmet into any sort of winter hat variation, I gave up and decided that he would be the only person in this au who was allowed to have visible hair on his head haha

Dw about the shows! They aren't important when reading most comics, and you can go w/o watching them, unless you're reading a comic that directly links into the show (i.e TF: prime comics, Robots in disguise2015, etc.) you don't have to worry about different medias.

Now, continuity! Which comics ya read depend on continuity, the IDW 2005 (or IDW1) continuity is the biggest one, with a lot of side plots, oneshots and long-running comic series that tie into a grand finale. It's easily one of the most difficult to traverse, but it's also pretty good with plot once you get your bearings. If you're interested in IDW1, go for the IDW collection first, as it's the most organized way to read, but be warned that it goes off timeline rather than release date or series order, so you really won't get to the "main" storyline until a bit further, but you will learn a lot about the characters!

Transformers as a franchise is REALLY chillax with timelines, and most of the beginning comics are quick to find, so you can find your way through fairly easily.

You can look on the Transformers Wiki for comic order if you're hoping to read as cleanly as possible as well.

ALSO!! Readcomicsonline is really good, they have most of the transformers comics on there, just get an adblocker (I recommend Adblock Plus or Ublock Origin) and you won't have to worry about ads. You don't have to make an account or download anything, you can read right on the website.

Hope this helps! :)

Ok, so I need some assistance. I desperately want to read the Transformers comics, but I have no clue where to start or if I should read them in a certain order. I also don't know where to read them, like in the sense of if I can read them online or somewhere. I also haven't seen all the shows yet and idk if I should watch certain ones before I go into the comics or if I should be fine reading them without seeing some shows. I would greatly appreciate it if anyone could reblog this with help or I'm pretty sure my messages are open. Please and thank you if you read this, I really really want to read them, but I just don't know where to start!!

RAAHH WHY JS THE QUALITY SO BADD

Sg pharma !!

Will prob draw a better design later, but for now here he is!

I think an SG Pharma would be COOL! He's already pretty interesting in canon, SG would be a whole new level.

ANYWAY- In this SG 'verse Pharma is similar and different from Baseline in many ways. Commonly characterized as a slightly off-rocker but brave mech, Pharma's good in the operating room but struggles with anything else involving other mechs. He keeps to himself for the most part, sometimes confiding in his old friend Ratchet when lonely.

He's stationed in Deplhi among the disinterested medic First Aid and cold Ambulon, and with the isolation his social skills suffer even further. The long nights treating patients -if you can call it that- begin to scratch at his mind, and with no-one left he begins to find himself pulling away from everything entirely, sympathizing with the sick and injured that he keeps alive and wondering about their lives before falling under his care.

Unlike most other medics, Pharma has a reputation for being quick, clean and even gentle in his craft. Prior to his station at Deplhi he was well-liked, due to him keeping to himself, and that the mechs that come under his blade leave with only what they need, a rare thing among medics as a whole.

If I get more motivation I might write/draw more, SG is really fun to think abt/draw!

This is your brain after drugs... any questions?

Ahh pretty kiddos! Very nice, very beautiful

Yes I have ocs. Its been a heck of a long time, but here's Doctor Hotwire and his son Jumpstart.

🇱🇷:I"M BACK WITH ARCANE ORDER ARTS!!!! >:3

🇧🇷: ESTOU DE VOLTA COM ARTS DA ORDEM ARCANA >:3

🇱🇷:LOOK HOW CUTE THEY AREEE!! :3

🇧🇷: OLHA COMO SÃO FOFINHOS!! :3

🇱🇷:I would like to share these masterpieces with my friends so... be privileged U3U

🇧🇷: eu gostaria de partilhar estas obras primas com meus amiguinhos então.. sejam privilegiados U3U

@dreamcrow @falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand @arcane-nari @foursidecity @fionamybeloved @generalallxsanjishipper i love you all >:3 Be happy and a happy afternoon

Revisted Sturm's coloured reference sheet and gave it some mini tweaks in the face/body shape department.

Can you keep a secret??

Sh.... It'll be a surprise!

Ughhh this took SO long to do, I hate myself and my computer and my life but I'm satisfied with this piece, fair trade off ig? Idfk.

Version w/o all the effects:

I tried my hand at digital painting with this one, it's ok,,, I guess,,,, like I like it, but it's not that impressive,, whatevs :)

Utterly adore the new update. Boopin people I've never seen b4 in my life.

Reblog if I can spam you with boops

technically we’re ALL, always LARPing, because the Self is only a construct,

Anyone else still mad about the ending of the Trollhunters movie?

Getting more information on what the femmes do was very exciting (idk if that's the right word) but if it's not a spoiler I would love to hear more about the process when a femme finishes the preparations

(And it makes sense, find someone insignificant and reuse them to make someone new, someone potentially more useful)

The Grim Dark Archives: Statement #007 Cold Forged

[Statement taken from [Redacted] on [Redacted: Sensitive data] regarding femmes and what they do to their chosen subjects. Concerns have been rising after [Redacted] made it clear that Arcee can latch onto humans just as easily as she can another Cybertronian. Personnel working at the Autobot base have begun attempting to go on strike in an effort to escape.

I can't say I blame them, but [Redacted] was called to explain the process that femmes put their targets through to hopefully give us some answers. I suspect the higher ups just want enough information to weave a half baked like for the staff, but the information is vital nonetheless. The more we know, the better a chance we have of fighting back if need be.

Statement begins.]

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Femmes... yeah, I've known a few over the course of my life. Elita was one real piece of work. She wanted Orion when she was still Ariel, and she threw a fit when the Archives got him before she could. She wanted Optimus as well once she found out he had been Orion at some point. She nearly got him too. I think the only reason Optimus managed to get out of her clutches was because of his rather murderous tendencies. I don't know if he meant to or not, but he allowed Elita to try and claim him and then watched on as her abilities backfired.

There is a reason femmes only target the weak. If their will cannot overcome the will of the target, their abilities will kill them instead... and in a rather brutal fashion.

It was a shame. Elita, when she wasn't enthralled with her targets, was a good femme. She treated her cold forged well and was a brilliant tactician. She actually kept Optimus in line for a long time. She ensured he couldn't do anything nearly as extreme as what he does now. That's the good thing about femmes. They are good and kind to their targets. They fill the void in the bot's life that no other could have ever hoped to fill. It is a peaceful end for a mech that would otherwise be cast away by society. Elita was the companion Optimus needed, a level helmed and gentle being who served as his equalizer when his plans demanded more pain than required. I appreciated her for that, especially when I served as as a special agent-

Ignore that remark. No. Ignore it.

Do you understand me Witwicky? You will ignore that remark.

[Note: [Redacted] expressed a severe violent reaction the moment I made it clear that I had no intention of adhering to his wishes. He only calmed when he watched me scratch it from the records. Of course I added back the redacted information following the conversation, but [Redacted] has things he wants to hide it seems.]

Good.

As I was saying, Elita was a fantastic person. Femmes are more than capable of being normal members of society when they are tended to. In fact, they are even worshipped in some circles and given the lowly members of society so that they may be remade. But Elita aimed too high, she went beyond the bounds set by the rules of femmes. She tried to go after a mech who was too strong, and for that reason, she fell.

Femmes are of the line of Solus Prime, the first femme created by Primus. At least that's what the Primacy will tell you. I'm not all that sure on the theological stuff, but there are records pointing to the fact that Solus existed. Because of that, I am willing to pin the femmes existence back to her. I don't know all the details about the first femme. That's the kind of thing you'd need to ask Orion about. He always loved talking about the theological details of history. He always got so passionate about it...

Sometimes... I forget Orion isn't here to answer anymore. I mean, he is, but he also isn't. But that's beside the point. This isn't my forte. Sorry, its just seeing Optimus so often after so many millennia, it can bring back old memories yanno? I will get back on topic.

No one knows what makes a newspark become a femme. In fact, there are no signs at all until the newspark sheds their second armor set. They behave just like every other Cybertronian, and then sometime in their early adolescence, they start following a specific individual around. Usually their first target is someone very old or very young, the weak of society or those without enough knowledge to fight back. Once the femme has picked, that's when the Council steps in and slaps a sticker on them to denote what they are. The poor target is cut off from everyone and left to the femme. Why? Because the first target is always the one who suffers the most.

Femmes are highly territorial. They will never aid one another unless both their targets are in danger and cooperating is in their best interest. So every young femme is on her own, left to figure things out as she ages. For young femmes, they will pick their victims apart. There is no peace to be found as they sink their connectors into their target to try and tear apart their CNA and remake it. The process kills the target without fail. A more experienced femme knows that she must follow a ritual, a process of sorts. She must know her target, she must care for her target, and only once her target is open to her... only then can she dig her claws in and remake them.

Yes, yes I am getting to the actual process now. Calm down. I swear you fleshies are just as impatient as Cyberfelines sometimes.

First she will get to know her target and release a chemical, a pheromone as your kind call it. This chemical causes the target to become calm, more trusting, and it also weakens their immune system. It has some benefits, such as increased processor function and heightened senses, but all this comes at the cost of increasing weakness. Not to mention the increase in processor activity is largely so that the femme may attract her target's attention and push them into seeing her in a light that best fits what role she is aiming to fulfill until the time for harvest arrives.

Around a vorn into her work, the femme will start to introduce her coils, her touches if you will. She will start to touch her target as often as she can, and it is through this that small injectors in her digits will begin to input a specially made protomatter into her target. The target will feel no pain since the injections are so small. But over months, years, vorns... slowly her target will start to think less, feel less, until at last they start to collapse.

Femmes are not needlessly cruel in their efforts. She will be very gentle with her target in their dying cycles. When they begin to forget, she will remind them of the things they lost. She will help them fuel, she will take them places they enjoy, and she will allow them ample time to deal with their lingering affairs. Any living relatives will not be compensated, but that is because she sees her work as the greatest compensation any being could possibly receive. She is remolding the worthless into something greater, and for that reason she is both compelled to her work just as much as she heralds it as something sacred. It is her nature to be gentle in this stage, for by that point, her target will be carrying the beginnings of her cold forged, her perfect creation.

There is no set time for it, but at some point in this final stage, the femme will continue her injections of protomatter and her quiet indoctrination until finally, her target shatters. This can take various forms, usually some type of explosion or contortion of the frame, but the end result is always the same. The target dies, and from their corpse, a new being emerges. Much like a newspark, it emerges without armor, but unlike the newsparks from the Well, it will come forth with memory and a mission.

We call these things the Cold Forged. They are beings that completely lack emotion. Or perhaps the ability to empathize. It is hard to tell with them. They all seem to take sick glee in watching others squirm. But anyway, the Cold Forged have a purpose that their femme gave them, and most often, they do not care to reveal it. Those that have felt like giving up data have often been given a mission that amounts to a concept, a thought or ideal. The most common mission these beings receive is by far the most terrifying.

Perfection.

They are given one concept, and they live out their entire lives embodying and striving to reach it. The Cold Forged are Cybertronian by every single stretch of the word, but they are not... like us. Does that make sense? My kind do not really do the empathy thing. But they have SOMETHING. The Cold Forged don't even have that. They are true machines.

You know what's so funny about this whole thing?

The femmes don't even care about their Cold Forged. They make them, and then they move along to the next target. The Cold Forged are the closest any Cybertronian has to actually having a biological creation, and the femmes don't care!

[Note: [Redacted] laughed for a rather long time following this statement. He seemed to be... unstable while speaking on this matter.]

Sorry about that.

It's just, it feels so clinical to me even millennia after learning about the process. These femmes go through so much effort just to make a creature that they then throw away. Elita was a rare exception in this regard. She liked to keep tabs on her Cold Forged, and I think one of hers even ended up with the Elite Guard. Her missions to her Cold Forged were always super specialized too.

Yeah. Femmes. Cold Forged. It's a hot mess I tell you.

Jack will be fine. Arcee will care for him as best she knows how until his dying day. That much you can be sure of.

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[Statement end.

I am unsure how to feel about all this. Every detail I gather about these aliens tells me that there is something deeply wrong with them. I have my theories, but considering [Redacted]'s disposition and what info we have on everyone else, I think I can say that this race has been altered somehow. If [Redacted] is able to comprehend empathy, there must be others.

They are capable of feeling and being reasonable, but there is some factor that changes things for them. I shouldn't get involved...

But I want to know. I want to figure this mess out. I am just one man, but if I can put some pieces together, then perhaps there is something we can do to fix this. If nothing else, I want to understand these aliens. I want to know why.

Why start a war? Why do all this? And why in God's name would they shatter in such a way culturally? There must be an answer, and I have a sinking feeling that the only ones who can give me answers are going to be very dangerous.

Agent Witwicky signing off.

Recording ends.]

The Grim Dark Archives: Transcript #004 Higher Ups

[Transcript taken [Redacted: Sensitive data]. The following transcript is technically personal, but I've decided to put it here nonetheless. The conversation I had was with one of the higher ups who I will leave unnamed for privacy reasons. I was attempting to explain my reasoning behind my decision to... attempt further investigation into the aliens on my own.

I just can't sit here and listen as problems arise. [Redacted] is indeed useful when he feels like being so, but I refuse to wait around twiddling my thumbs while more horrors go on around me. I want to be proactive and learn as much as I can about this threat so that hopefully, when the time comes, I can do something to stop it.

Transcript begins.]

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Agent Witwicky: Thank you for accepting my request for an audience BLANK.

BLANK: Of course.

Agent Witwicky: I am sure you saw my report and my detailed plan.

BLANK: I did, and I can't say I fully agree with it. I assume you came here to explain yourself?

Agent Witwicky: That would be correct, Sir.

BLANK: Go on then.

Agent Witwicky: Very well. I will try to keep things as concise as possible.

Agent Witwicky: To begin, I feel that we should begin looking more into the Autobot threat. They have claimed to be allies, but [Redacted] has proven this to be at least quite likely to be false. Not to mention these Decepticons have yet to do anything whereas the Autobots have already claimed civilian lives.

BLANK: And what exactly is your goal here Witwicky?

Agent Witwicky: I understand that it would be dangerous to dedicate a team to the task of understanding these aliens. And so I would like to suggest a singular agent be assigned this mission. That way if things fall through, this agent could be cut off from the government and claimed to be rogue, saving the US military from the ire of any potentially harmed parties.

BLANK: A sound suggestion. Let us imagine that you are this hypothetical agent for a moment. What would you be doing exactly?

Agent Witwicky: I would first get into contact with Agent Fowler and establish communications. He is by far the most knowledgeable and I would like to collect statements from him regarding the Autobots.

BLANK: That could be done without a dedicated mission.

Agent Witwicky: Yes, but what I would do after this would be less easy to accomplish for anyone tied down by military regulation.

Agent Witwicky: I would then take the risk of speaking to Optimus Prime in order to possibly acquire further information on Cybertron and its people. We currently have very little actual information. [Redacted] is a good source, but he only speaks on subject we inquire upon. I would like to dig deeper, to ask the Prime himself about Cybertron and its history. Maybe then we can determine the best course of action.

BLANK: That goes far beyond what we need to keep them in line.

Agent Witwicky: I need to know Sir. I need to understand these beings. Don't we have agents sent to other countries to understand them? Why can we not have an agent here to understand the aliens too? They could have valuable data, maybe even information on other worlds for NASA to use-!

BLANK: Enough. I understand Witwicky. Let us drop all pretenses here. What do you intend to do?

Agent Witwicky: I want to interact with the Autobots personally, to get their statements and stories. The more we know, the better chance we have of fighting back. I don't intend to tell [Redacted] about my visits either. Having two sources of information will help us pick out what is real and what are lies.

BLANK: We can make you a Diplomat. But I see that look in your eyes, that isn't the extent of what you want to do. Right?

Agent Witwicky: Correct Sir. I also want to look into the children. I want to see the changes they undergo and hopefully gain greater insight through them.

Agent Witwicky: Rafael runs a blog. He hasn't posted much, just a few thoughts every couple of days. But [Redacted] has implied that he will join the Archive, an organism of knowledge. A human mind cannot handle huge amounts of data, so there must be an outlet for all of it. I want to see how his thoughts change.

BLANK: You want him to be a test subject?

Agent Witwicky: Isn't he already one? We can't get him out now. So the best thing he can do for humanity is show how he is changing.

BLANK: ...

Agent Witwicky: The girl, Miko, she has a journal and a sketch book. I intend to get access to those things and transcribe the information they hold. Miko is the only one out of the children who is unaware of her situation. I want to see how that changes her view and if she can pick up anything we can't.

BLANK: I see...

Agent Witwicky: Then there is the older boy, Jack Darby, Arcee's target. He is by far the most interesting at present. He has been issued regular conversations with the military sanctioned therapist, correct? I want access to those recordings. Jack must hear things we could never comprehend. He must know so much more than us-

BLANK: Witwicky, what are you really after here?

Agent Witwicky: What do you mean? I've already said that I want to understand our potential enemies to help us fight back more effectively-

BLANK: No Witwicky. You have a personal investment here. What are you actually hoping to get from all this?

Agent Witwicky: ...

Agent Witwicky: I want knowledge. [Redacted] is hardly explaining anything. I hate having missing pieces in my puzzle.

BLANK: I see.

BLANK: ...

BLANK: Your orders will be issued soon. Consider yourself no longer outwardly affiliated with the United States Military. We will fund you and you will have access to everything you need, but if you are discovered, you will have no protection. Do you understand Sam?

Agent Witwicky: Yes Sir. When can I begin my work?

BLANK: As soon as you feel ready. Keep this information from [Redacted] as long as possible. He's already proven capable of violence when threatened.

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[Transcript ends.

The higher ups were dubious about granting me my new position, but they will understand with time. It's going to be dangerous, that's for sure. But this way we will learn so much more about our enemies. Especially with [Redacted] here as well.

I don't mean to use the children, but considering they are all but lost causes, I think its for the best to just... make the best of their situation. Learn what we can so that no others share their fate.

Here's hoping the Decepticons are less convoluted.

Agent Witwicky signing off.

Recording end.]

The bus fucking broke down

i put “All I Want for Christmas is You” through a MIDI converter, and then back through an mp3 converter

the result is this garbage

Cedar Fox Room Guardian

Available in my site shop today Sunday January 21st at 12pm EST.

The Cedar Fox has a rose quartz crystal heart. It stands about a foot tall and it has a coat of high quality faux fur. The head and the paws are cast in resin for maximum durability. The hands are sculpted out of a flexible clay that will not break when bent. The neck and tail have a fully posable plastic ball and socket armature inside that will not wear out over time. The arms have a wire inside that can be bent at the shoulder and elbow.

See how they are made in my Patreon.

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