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just a quick thought abt how funny it would be if rid15 had Megstronus meet Alpha Trion (i havent watch the show). the 13 primes has unmatched comedic potential for a messed up family sitcom.
AT and Megaus were hard to draw tbh. All primes are. Honestly I have a two ideas abt how their reunion would go. Either they would calmly talk it out or they would distance from each other. Like they both are very lonely (one self-exiled and the other was the only one on Cybertron) but they werent ready for this whole conversation.
(ID: frist image is a split panel with Alpha Trion and Megatronus saying each others names. the second panel is a close up to Sideswipe's face with AT's body on the left. SS askes "You know him?". Third image shows both AT and SS standing, former facepalming. He says "Do i know him...", annoyed. The last picture is the same, but AT points his palm at the screen and exclaims "He's my brother!" End of ID)
Ummmm
Ummm.....?? They hold their relics in a similar manner and Alpha Trion's fin (??) looks very similar to Athena's helm. Idk if it was intentional but it looks like designers really took inspiration from the Greek goddess. She is associated with wisdom, warface and handicraft. AT is pretty much (demi)God of History and wisdom.... Interesting..
Honestly, I can't stress enough how "They're only human" fits aligned! Shockwave and Alpha Trion.
Like, on one hand, the female part is made for AT, cuz it has a lot of mentions of "fate", "chances" and ect. He isn't a transformer as others are, he sees future, so he can easily play the role of the God who is very curious of this more grounded relationships. A-3 had those with others primes, but since they all left the planet (at least he thinks they did), he can't have even relations, cuz he's busy (decoding covenant) and the others would never be able to sympathize with his problems/duties. Yet he doesn't put himself on the pedestal, for he's already saw that primes are no saints in any way, shape or form. So while he's unable to connect with others, he doesn't make a king of himself, giving this role to others (Sentinel, Optimus). Sometimes Alpha Trion goes with the flow too much, not doing anything when it's needed.
On the other hand there's Shockwave. The 'human' in this situation, but who considers himself more than it. He is the scientist, ruled by his perception of logic and has no sympathy for others, if it gets results. And he is bored by classicist system and others, cuz they don't see what he sees. Shocky wants to know more and more, which makes him ruthless. Yet the lyric "..never knowing their truth is another man's lie" fits really well. Shockwave is one of the few, who knows AT's secret, so he may consider some historical facts as lies, and myths as truth (Alpha trion has a record of lying about existence of some prime relics)
I'll probably never get the chance to draw it, but it fits a little too much.
wake up, Alpha Trion nation.
kind of bishoujo A-3 + OP
its just my take on her and im not very good at designing charecters. Also kind of an idea that we never see her upper face. Usually she wears a mask, but sumtimes its something else (sunglasses, hats etc)
ive seen a lot of charecters as bishoujo, but not alpha trion. ig ive changed that.
(good grief my lower back hurts)
You're inspiring me to write smt silly abt them XDDD
I adore you for reminding me how cute Smokescreen is <3
hehehehe so while I was looking through my DMs I found a little snippet/dialoug thing thing I wrote for Guard Duty so I Thought It'd Be Fun To Share It :)
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"Smokescreen?" Trion asks, noticing his hesitance.
".....you said I should trust my spark, right?" he finally whispers.
Alpha Trion frowns in response, not out of displeasure but of confusion. "I did. Why are you bringing this up now?"
The boy take in a shakey vent. "I guarded you for thousands of years Trion. You've taught me so much and..... thank you can't even cover my thanks."
The frown deepens.
"Smokescreen?" there's a nervous edge to his tone, the edges of his plating tensing a bit.
At his name, Smokescreen looks back, his optics slightly wet and a big smile on his face.
"Sorry to bail on you."
For all his age and wisdom, the realization strikes him too late.
His eyes widen and a spike of pure fear strikes his spark, but before he can even get a word out, his guard, his friend, his son was already running back to the portal
And Trion tries to chase him, really he does. But Smokescreen is young and spry and trained, and Alpha Trion is older than the planet Cybertron itself
He doesn't make it
I tried, he's difficult:(
The sequel nobody asked for
Man, the fact that Alpha Trion is also hold D-16 makes my heart shatter 😭💔
Stand down Old Timer
Ok have to ask! What does it mean Optimus was a feral sparkling? Where did that come from?
*DEEP INHALE*
So the main piece that inspired the wave of Feral!Orion that had been going around was a section from Alpha Trion in The Covenant of Prime, which is part of the TFP continuity, Passage courtesy of @papercricketgallery btw
So what really caught peoples' attention was that Orion at that point was adjusting into a life where he could relax, "without the ever pressing needs of survival."
He needed time to adjust to this new life in Cybertronian civilization.
That he also had to learn language.
It says that he came to Iacon, and there's no indication just where exactly he came from. But the word "survival" and the context of him being so unfamiliar with civilization and needing time to adjust created a rather odd image of Orion being feral.
As in, this Orion Pax.
THIS ORION. WHO IS SOFT AND TRUSTING AND ONLY WANTS TO DO GOOD!
Needless to say, imaginations took what was given and ran.
The idea he went from some feral thing constantly ready to fight to the soft mech we see just hits something deep and is a source of endless amusement, you know?
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OK now I'm going into my personal thoughts on this background of OP because of Feral Orion.
It means that Orion wasn't always some mid-upper class bot before the war who was always in a higher status who just conveniently realized there were social problems.
Orion was... literally from a place so far down and removed from the civilization that if he had been found by someone other than Alpha Trion, he would have been just slotted into whatever vacancies were available in the lowest social level.
That makes him similar to Megatronus, who was created in the lowest caste position on Cybertron and was stuck there.
Orion was just lucky that he got taken in by Alpha Trion, who gave him access to a good education and a position at the archives. If Alpha Trion hadn't... he would have been stuck in a place where he had to fight to his life.
And despite the fact he was an Archivist... given how Cybertron was before the war, with a rigid caste system with little to no chances to change your life for the better... he could have been easily removed from that position.
The excuse being that he came from... who can even say.
He wasn't just some random upper class bot that decided to preach what another bot who was from the lowest caste was saying. He had also been part of the very bottom of the social ladder once. And still vulnerable.
He could have easily been another victim of Cybertron's system if it hadn't been for one bot's kindness to take him in.
And because of Alpha Trion's kindness, he was able to develop into someone with endless sympathy. Who actively tried to make other's lives better. Despite the fact that he could have lost his comfortable life.
He chose to be soft.
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but also feral sparlking Orion digging through garbage and scratching and biting Alpha Trion when being held.
Just a thought here but since alpha trion adopted optimus when he was Orion what would be the other original 13 (dead or alive) reactions to having a nephew?
Assuming this is set in a universe where Optimus isn't the Thirteenth, this will be interesting indeed.
A New Prime?
Alpha Trion had exactly one function, that being to serve as Primus's recorder and prophesier. He was to watch, he was to quietly direct the flow of events, and he was to wait for the day when it would come time for his brother to make his return. That was his purpose, and he was content in it.
However one stormy night, things changed.
Alpha Trion hardly left his archives, but when he did it was always with purpose. He never expected for a storm to blow in and viciously tear across Cybertron's surface. He was forced to abandon his task and seek shelter in among the towering spires that made up Cybertron's wilds. There he waited out the acidic rains and the howling winds that made even the largest mecha struggle. It was unexpected, but it was a momentary setback in his mind... right up until as if sent by some sort of divine power, a young mech emerged from the foliage.
Even though his huge optics and the remnant sensory panels lining his helm spoke of the mech hardly being a vorn into younglinghood, he was large for his age, coming up to roughly Alpha Trion's waist. His frame was slim and heavily armored, his denta were sharp and fanged, and he had claws deadly enough to shred most creatures adorning his digits. He was a dull gray, but his optics were so wide, so full of life. However most notably was the face that the mech had a face and an aura that caused Alpha Trion to pause in consideration.
He looked exactly like Thirteen. He wasn't Thirteen, his spark was too youthful and didn't possess the same touch of ancient power, but Alpha Trion knew him for what he was. This mech was meant to be Thirteen's vessel, his chosen child meant to house him when the time was right. That was all Alpha Trion needed to know to have a good reason to collect the mech and begin dragging him back to Iacon even as he snarled and flailed like a wild animal.
He brought the mech back to his archives and didn't hesitate to begin taming the wild youngling. It was not easy by any means though.
The youngling who he affectionately named Orion Pax was nothing short of a monstrosity. He was downright feral in every aspect and even with the Covenant offering slight insight into the future it didn't make managing him any easier. Orion needed to be kept away from others for over a vorn while Alpha Trion training him out of chewing on everything. He needed to get Orion some frame alterations to make him more presentable and he more often than not emerged from meeting with Orion covered in claw marks and bites. It was even harder trying to convince the youngling to consume his energon in a civil manner and not eat it like an animal. He was covered in energon more times than he cared to admit as he tried to assist Orion in figuring out how things worked.
It was tiring and all the kept Alpha Trion going was the promise of his brother's return in the frame of the youngling some day. He just needed to make sure the youngling was worthy and then when the time was right, the Matrix could be given and Thirteen could take control. That was the plan, that was all it was. There was no reason to care more than necessary for the feral little thing. He needed to ensure the youngling was educated in all that was related to their history and skilled in all matter of things so that Thirteen could absorb those abilities when it came time. He was not required to be loving or affectionate.
But as with all things, time took its toll and eventually Orion began to calm while at the same time Alpha Trion got attached. It started small, that with Orion uttering his first garbled glyphs in the old tongue as Alpha Trion had taught him. It warmed something in his spark to have Orion call out his designation in a staticky mess alongside hisses and whistles. He found it... endearing. Even as he worked to correct Orion's speech and help him adapt to better speak the old tongue and then later the modern, he always loved the little calls of "Sire" Orion was so fond of crying out to him once the youngling learned the meaning of the word.
He tried to tell the youngling that he wasn't his Sire, but Alpha Trion's spark thought otherwise as a fledgling bond between Orion and him formed. The youngling, as soon as he was somewhat civil, followed Alpha Trion everywhere. Like a loyal guardian he would stay as close as possible, often clinging to Alpha Trion's cape and growling at any who came too near. He was dutiful, watching and keeping an optic out for threats at all times. It was honestly adorable considering his size and his wide optics. He thankfully never attacked anyone, he would always listen to Alpha Trion in that regard.
Of course then Orion had to go and show himself to be curious and only get Alpha Trion more invested in the youngling. He always peeked over Alpha Trion's shoulder when he was reading with little wonderings of "What that Sire?" and so on. Eventually Alpha Trion had no choice but to begin teaching Orion reading and writing, a set of lessons that managed to civilize Orion more than simple instructions did. The youngling was quick to read and write, learning every dialect and sub-class of language in record time. His ability to speak skyrocketed and before Alpha Trion knew it, he saw the youngling as his sparkling more than a ward, especially as he began speaking clearly and expressing greater interest in the archives.
Many a cycle was spent with Orion buried in datapads discussing the past and going over history together. Those were good times, filled with smiles and eager enthusiasm. Alpha Trion grew to truly love his sparkling as Orion grew in knowledge and showed himself to be just like Thirteen in mentality. He was kind, he was soft-sparked, he was intelligent, empathetic, dutiful, and so much more. Thus when Orion was grown and the time came to take him to receive the Matrix.... Alpha Trion waited. He told himself it was because Orion wasn't ready, that he needed further training. As such he sent Orion on trips to study, had him dig into old mysteries, anything to keep him learning and working.
He practically threw Orion down to the pits to get him working with Megatronus and very nearly forced Orion to go meet with Ratchet to learn from him. Perhaps a Prime wouldn't even be needed if his sparkling could stop things before they grew to large... at least that was his hope. He missed his brother, yes. But Orion... Orion was his sparkling who he had raised and forged into the mech he was. He knew based on how he had raised Orion that if asked the mech would gladly give himself to the Matrix and Thirteen. However Alpha Trion didn't want to lose the one good thing he had gained since his brothers scattered.
He tried. He tried so hard to keep it from happening, but with how Cybertron was deteriorating... they needed a Prime. Alpha Trion hated every moment when he took Orion a day before his meeting with the high council and dragged him to Primus's core. He hated himself when Orion screamed out for him as the Matrix was offered. He hated how cruel it all was when his dear and precious sparkling was left to fade away, his spark locked within the Matrix so that Thirteen could take his place.
However, Thirteen never took control. He could sense his brother was within Orion's frame, but Thirteen did nothing, merely pulsing within the Matrix in curiosity. Orion, or rather Optimus was confused but took to his position well. Unbeknownst to the living, the Primes were conflicted and joyous at the same time.
When Thirteen connected to his chosen vessel, the first thing he sensed was the mech's connection to Alpha Trion. It startled him so much that he did not try to force control over the frame offered to him. He instead sat back within the Matrix, watching as the youngling who had been modeled after him fulfilled the purpose set before him without Thirteen even needing to be involved. This one was loved, this one was deeply connected to his brother. Thirteen could never in good conscience ever take his brother's only sparkling from him. Thus he instead opted to serve as a guide, directing Optimus and offering him the wisdom within the Matrix as needed. He was there to bear the brunt of the woes Optimus experienced and he came to quickly care deeply for the youngling.
Optimus was pure, Optimus was just like him. His new Prime was loved, he was kind, he was everything Thirteen was and more. Thirteen didn't need to take control, Alpha Trion had raised Optimus so well it was unnecessary. Instead he came to care for Optimus, watching and guiding as a mentor. He couldn't leave his nephew alone after all.
Solus from within the realm of the Primes did a complete double take when she saw the one Alpha Trion had taken as his own through the Matrix. Her first instinct was to call slag on it, Alpha Trion didn't care for others like that. However upon seeing Optimus she conceded and agreed that Optimus was indeed worthy of her brother's affection. Thus when possible she would speak through the Matrix to Optimus, smothering him in affection through emotional waves. He was so sweet and lovely, a baby Prime indeed. He needed an Aunt there to play a more maternal role throughout everything. She would gladly take on that role.
Prima was skeptical of the new Prime, but those worries disappeared when he saw Alpha Trion of all mecha care for the newly named Optimus Prime. He was marveled even more when Thirteen didn't try to take control of the new Prime and instead served as a guide. Thus not to be outdone, he joined his brother and his sister in teaching, quickly coming to care for Optimus as well. The baby Prime was young but wise. He embodied everything Prima sought in a true Prime, a perfect leader for the damaged world above.
Vector cared very little for the birth of a new Prime. He saw it amidst the push and pull of time that passed him by, however he gave it little thought. If nothing else, Optimus was a chance for Alpha Trion to grow and for Cybertron to change. However he was just one spark among a sea of others, not worth too much attention in the grand scheme of things.
Micronus was confused above all else when it came to Optimus. Why was Thirteen not taking control? Optimus wouldn't fight back, he was too good for that. If he believed it to be for the greater good, he would gladly give himself willingly. So why wait? Why not take what was offered and fix things? Micronus got his answer when he decided to watch the newest Prime and saw how much Alpha Trion cared and how he very nearly cried when Optimus was not locked away and instead allowed to continue living. He did not love Optimus, but he saw how much he meant to Alpha Trion and thus endeavored to teach if only so that Optimus could fulfill his duties.
Alchemist for his part knew about Orion long before he was a Prime and quietly supported Alpha Trion from afar. He was pleased that his most isolated brother aside from the fallen was finally getting some interaction. He was also so very pleased when Orion began wandering to his bar once he got older. Alchemist was perfectly happy to offer Orion some low charged drinks on exchange for a few stories. Orion was such a sweet young mech, he was perfectly content to be a kind listening audial and an uncle to the little mech Trion loved so much. He still remained at his bar offering drinks when Orion became the Prime, nothing changes about how he treated him and Optimus appreciated it.
Nexus had optics everywhere with so many of his component parts running around. He was well aware of Orion and played a role in getting him from point A to point B. He thought it was great fun luring Orion into new situations to try and get the youngling to have fun. He also tended to keep close watch on his nephew at Alpha Trion's behest. Orion was a good mech, but he got himself into all sorts of trouble, especially after becoming Prime. He didn't like intervening too much, but if only to calm his brother, he would drop in at times to make things happen. Optimus never knew it was him, but Nexus knew Optimus and he was fond of the little Prime. Still so very young and worth protecting.
Onyx Prime was not enraptured with Optimus once he claimed the Matrix at first. It took him time to determine Optimus's worth, but once he did, he was willing to offer much needed spiritual guidance. Thirteen offered wisdom, Solus offered love, Micronus offered wits, Prima offered skill, and Onyx brought his understanding of sparks to the table. He was there to direct Optimus to places of interest and helped to protect him from the EM attacks of others that could rattle his spark. The young Prime needed guidance, it wouldn't do to sit back and watch while Optimus dealt with the fallout of millennia of abuse and corruption alone.
Amalgamous thought Optimus was the best thing since processed energon the moment he saw him from within the Matrix. He was just so very pure and so hopeful. Amalgamous adored that about him and was so very pleased when Optimus allowed himself to enjoy life a little bit. Where other Primes guided Optimus to perform better, Amalgamous preferred to instead convince Optimus to rest and relax, to take care of himself after long days. He was also there to feed the little Prime good memories and happy feelings after everything. Optimus needed joy just as much as he needed everything else. And Amalgamous couldn't possible leave his dear nephew to wallow could he?
Quintus for his part didn't care much for Optimus. He preferred creating over watching growth. He would offer bits and pieces of knowledge and come forward to watch when something of interest happened, but beyond that he was content to remain largely uninvolved. Although when Optimus deviated too hard, he would fight bitterly to force Optimus back onto track. It got him scoldings from all his siblings, but to Quintus it was worth it. Sometimes young Primes needed reminders of why they fought. Being allowed only support could lead to imperfections.
Liege was for his part denied any and all access to Optimus when possible. The Primes didn't trust him, they didn't want him whispering lies and other cruel things into their baby Prime and nephew's audials. Thus they fought bitterly to keep him away, however even with their efforts there were times where his influence managed to sneak through. He was not a kind mech, but he did care for his kin to a degree. When he was allowed access, he guided Optimus on how best to use his words to manipulate in quiet ways. He always whispered sweetly, never too loudly and never too boldly. He always made sure to sound as though he were loving and caring, and often, much to his glee, Optimus took his advice.
Then there was the Fallen. Simply put, he felt the shift around him as a new Prime was born, but other than that he knew nothing. He was temped to return to Cybertron to greet his newest brother, but he abstained. It wasn't his place, not after all he had done.
Mama cat + kitties 💕
Take this, and go fuck sentinel up‼️
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Justice has been served, Sentinel. submitted by xenargon