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Sonic OC - Kione Profile
Name: Kione (formerly Reon) the Pangolin
Alliance: Generally neutral
Personality: Stubborn and snarky, Kione still retains a confidence in his abilities that he's had since childhood. He has mellowed out somewhat since his teenaged years, and now is much more reliant on having and working off of a plan. However, if said plan goes awry, Kione can't quickly adjust to the change, and split-decisions often cause him to freeze, wasting vital time. Self-doubt is usually a foreign thing, to him, and when he does experience it, he overreacts to it, as he does with most of his fears. Water deeper than his knees terrifies him, as he cannot swim, and wide open spaces with no cover put him on edge.
He still mourns over his past, though. Kione is almost constantly homesick for his family (with whom, he's had no contact since his exile), and he worries about what they think of him. He regrets ever picking the fight with
G1 - BlackworkName: Blackwork
Age: Mental human equivalent of 54
Alt mode: 1985 Pontiac Fiero GT
Appearance: Red armor with black accents, silver 'skin', orange optics, and a black face, hands, and feet. (working on for further detail)
Personality: Strong-willed and not very respectful of authority, Blackwork has a bit of a temper problem, but has a pretty deep well of patience. That said, when that well is exhausted, he explodes. Violently. Charismatic, but with no taste for authority, Blackwork would like nothing more than to return to his beloved job, and work, instead of fight. He only follows orders out of respect or fear (as is the case with Megatron), and he has a very keen optic for detail.
He can't stand crooked lines, and will almost always have to fix them before moving on, else it will bother him for joors. He doesn't like to leave projects unfinished, but will st
CE - Breaking Canon AlternateWe’ve covered “Breaking Canon” in a previous article, but this time around, we’re aiming to delve further into what actually breaks Canon, ranging around various series. We’ll start with G1, work our way through RiD, TFA, and finally end with Prime.
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In G1, it may seem pretty difficult to break Canon, as the Canon includes such things as dragons, (some degrees of) magic, human-to-Cybertronian changes (and vice versa, in later series). However, when creating a G1 OC, one still has to keep them within the boundaries of this (admittedly wacky) series.
For example, an OC with a dragon alt mode (i.e.: Dragonsbane, see header) is plausible, but it must still be done right. The one Canon dragon (episode “A Decepticon in King Arthur’s Court”) lived in the Dark Ages, and as none are shown in modern times (the 1980s), it’s safe to assume they went extinct/are otherwise hidden. So simply scanning a living dragon for an alt mode is
CE - TechorganicsIn varying series, and in varying degrees, technorganics are TF Canon.
There was Autobot X/Spike in G1, the majority of Beast Wars, and Sari in TFA. Techorganics are pretty common in all sorts of media, as well, and can be horrendously badass and terrifying - the Borg of Star Trek, anyone? Unfortunately, many of the techorganic OCs this blog is shown (being TF specific) aren’t done very well, and I’d like to go over why.
Right away, there’s the issue of copying Canon, especially in a TFA setting. Because Sari is the only techorganic of her type in the series, she is the exception, not the rule, and creating an OC just like her is breaking Canon.
TFA is a world of strange - human villains that actually pose threats to TFs, pretty princess villains that ride unicorns, corrosive villains that terrify even Grimlock, etc. It isn’t a horrible stretch to create a technorganic through an encounter with an Allspark shard or something. But when you copy a Canon, it shows
CE - Suspension of DisbeliefWhat is ‘suspension of disbelief’? Coined by Samuel Taylor Coleridge in 1817, and it is a willingness to believe the unbelievable - a sacrifice of realism and logic for the sake of enjoyment. Is it used often? Damned straight.
Every story, from medieval tales of dragons and wizards to modern tales of superheroes and deep-space travel utilizes the suspension of disbelief. In each one, the reader/viewer knows at heart that what they are watching could never be true….and yet, they watch/read it anyway, and push aside normal logic and realism in favor of enjoying the story. What does this have to do with the TF universe? Everything, really.
Every OC - every fanfiction - is written with suspension of disbelief, whether the creators intend to or not. Creators want to make their OC’s unique, and special, to catch the public’s eye. But this plan goes awry if the suspension of disbelief is broken. Why? Without it, readers/viewers can only see the OC for their flaw
CE - Profiles Long and ShortWriting profiles for a character can be pretty tricky business and depending on what the character is going to be used for, the creators may find themselves having to rewrite them over and over again to make them fit. The most common reason might be retro fitting a specific character to be integrated into a certain role-play or series. This can take a lot of time and effort on the creator’s part and often it’s not done correctly or the character ends up changing too much or too little. Not to mention that you might be forced to write a most compact version of a longer, much more detailed profile. Thus making is hard to try to squish down the information to make it easier to read without compromising the character.
So how exactly do we solve these issues?
Easy, you write both a short and a long version. Essentially, you’re creating two kinds for two different uses. The compact version is of course the “easy read” type you would be using for role-plays or fo
CE - About Taking Critique and NOT Causing DramaAbout taking critique and avoiding butthurt.
In light of the recent drama, I’ve decided to go ahead and write this article even though I really wish I didn’t have to. But since many people are apparently terrible at taking harsh, but honestly helpful advice, I’m breaking out textedit to help out those those who maybe currently putting bandaids on their asses.
Let’s start off with by addressing the two situations in which you might encounter as a character creator, and people this goes for any fandom not JUST for Transformers.
Situation one, you’ve asked for a critique but you received one you found to be very harsh, unfair or just plain rude. Is it really though? Take a closer look. Is this harshness actually backed up by valid reasoning? Does the person who posted the critique prove examples as to why they’re judging you on said points? If yes to at least one of these, then yes that critique is valid and there for you frankly have no right to respon
CE - On Self InsertsI’m going to go ahead and tackle this subject since I often do this myself in role-plays and sometimes in publicized works. I admit to having used used both my human self and a Transformer version of me on more then one occasion.
So what is exactly a self insert if the name doesn’t already clear that up? Simply put it is the act of inserting yourself in fandom canon. You’ll see this very often and MANY of the OCs we’ve reviewed are in fact self inserts.
I’ll state this here. While self inserts are gravely looked down upon, there are both good ways and bad ways of doing this with any fandom.
Let’s start off with the good kind. That being the honest to goodness true human portrayal of yourself as a character that has your appearance, nothing special, and is able to do the things you can do and nothing more. A very average character if you will. You are one of billions of people on this Earth so by no means are you yourself a unique special snowflake of
CE - Names and Naming ConventionsTransformer names are widely varied. Some sound cool (Optimus Prime, Megatron, Metroplex, etc), some are descriptive of powers (Skywarp (teleporting), Thundercracker (sonic booms), Mirage (illusion ability), etc., and some are descriptive of personality (Dead End (pessimistic), Beachcomber (nature lover), Jazz (music lover), etc). Some don’t really make sense, but still sound good (Bumblebee, Hound, etc.), some are very simple (Hound, Rhinox, etc.), and still others are ironic (Rattrap, for example). There’s no real ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ way to name a Transformer.
However, there are several things you should avoid.
Giving Transformers names such as ‘Sally’, ‘Johnny’, or ‘April’ - names that typically sound human - are not good choices. They don’t sound very Transformer-y, and unless you can come up with a damned good reason why they chose such a human name, it just doesn’t fit. Another thing to avoid is co
Go To Sleep (StevexReader) One-Shot
Steve was sprawled out across the bed, remote control in hand as he clicked through channels. You were in the bathroom, removing your makeup and getting ready for bed. After washing your face, you strolled out of the bathroom and sat down next to Steve. He looked up at you and gave you the same smile that always made you blush.
“Ready for bed?” he asked. “We have a big mission tomorrow so we need our rest.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.”
You and Steve almost always teamed up together on missions. Sometimes you couldn’t because your set of skills were needed for a different mission or because yours weren’t needed for the one that Steve was assigned to do. Even after being married to him for over three years, you still worried when he went off on a mission without you. Yes he was a super soldier but you knew what kind of torture men like Steve went through if they were captured by the enemy. You had been through it yourself and on one occasion, did
GermanyXReader - So Wet!
"Come on come on come on come on plllleeeeeaaaase???" you begged, hugging Ludwig's arm.
"Nein, I don't vant to." Ludwig refused, turning a page in his book.
"Then why did you pay to get into the pool if you're not even going to swim!?" you exclaimed, pouting.
"Because you vanted to come here und you refused to go in vizhout me." he replied, nonchalantly flipping another page.
"But aren't you hot?" you asked, tugging at his T-shirt.
"Nein, not under zhe shade of zhis tree." he huffed, "Besides, I didn't even bring my swimsuit."
"I know," you smiled coyly, "That's why I did."
He said nothing and you sniffled.
"Ludwig, if you don't swim I'm gonna cry and It'll be all your fault." you said, wiping some fake tears away.
"_______, you came here to svim. So go svim." Ludwig, waved you off.
"I came here to svim with you." you frowned, mocking his accent.
He looked at you from behind his reading glasses and sighed, his face a bit red with irritation, "Fine."
You beamed up at him, "Really!?"
Sentiment (Loki X Reader)
~5 years old~
“All hail king Loki!” You cried enthusiastically as you knelt before him on the grass.
He smiled. “Thank you my loyal subject! You may rise!”
You giggled and stood up before laying on your back on the grassy hill. Staring at the sky. Loki did the same. You looked over at him and held his hand.
“One day you’re gonna be king. I know it.” You said as you stared in his eyes.
“And when I am you’re gonna be my queen.”
You smiled and looked up at the sky. “We’re gonna be together forever right Loki?”
“Forever and always (Y/n)....Oh and by the way I made you something! With magic my mom taught me!”
You sat up. “You did?”
“Yeah! Here!” He said handing you a small gold ring, surrounded by emeralds.
You grinned and put it on your right hand. Loki then teleported it on your left ring finger.
“So people know you’re
Misunderstood!France X Reader: I'm Not A Rapist 8
“So based on what I have been told, you punched a girl in her stomach because you deemed her to be aggressive and a threat to yourself when she made a statement to you that you disagreed with,” said one of your school deans, subconsciously tapping a pen against his desk. “You had been called in to his office not long after you arrived at school and were currently sitting in the somewhat small chair in front of him, staring directly into his eyes with a blank, emotionless stare. “As a result of your aggressive behavior she had fallen on the ground and received injuries to her elbows as well as her legs. Care to explain why you thought it was right to punch her in the stomach?”
“I did not punch her in the stomach!” you blurted out, your blank gaze immediately filling with shock and anger. “Most of what you said to me is a bunch of lies. Who told you this?”
“The girl you injured as well as two of her friends,” the dean answ
Bucky x Reader Cut
Bucky x Reader Cut
“Don’t do this, Bucky.”
“I’m not letting you.”
“I absolutely refuse to let you do this, (Name).”
“Oh for heaven’s sake, it is not that big a deal!”
“Yes it is! And I will not allow you to do this!”
“Child, you are overreacting.”
“No I’m not!”
“I’m just giving you a haircut. You need it!”
“I do not!”
She groaned loudly, the scissors in her hand waiting expectantly, but to no avail. Bucky was dead set against anyone touching his hair. (Name) figured it was because of trust issues, seeing as he was pretty cold and distant towards anyone who attempted to be nice to him. The only reason why he was sort of conversational with her was because she’d taken him in. Of course, she didn’t know a thing about him, except that he’d shown up passed out at the edge o
South Korea x Reader - Pray For
A tribute to the Sewol victims and their friends and families in South Korea.
Links and information can be found in the description.
"Yong Soo... Yong Soo, please, you have to eat..."
The words that left your mouth coated in the desperate sound of your voice seemed to have no effect on the Korean man, for instead it seemed to mingle together with the hundreds of unheard screams and grief-stricken wails that lingered and echoed in the confines of his mind. Your voice was nothing but another bruise to his already battered state, tearing open the still fresh wound.
You eyed him for a response, for anything – maybe a small movement, such as a slight perk of his ears or a subtle twitch – anything to let you know that he'd acknowledged your words, but there he remained, hunched over on the couch like a statue with his face buried in his palms.
"Yong Soo..." His name was constantly uttered by you, more often than not being said in every sentence as you approac
Bunny!England x Reader- Easter from the Heart
This is the second part of the Easter story I made from 2013- if you wish to read the first part before getting to this, part one can be found in the description. Thank you, and Happy Easter!
"Happy Easter, _________!"
Indeed, today had been April nineteenth, the day where children all around the world would hop out of bed to go in search of the baskets the well known rabbit had hid for them the night before- their little hands dunking hardboiled eggs that had been prepared that morning into cups of colored water, instantly drawing little faces on them afterwards to give the appearance that they had been alive. Today was the candy filled, egg hunting day known as Easter, a national holiday that had been a tad more refreshing than that of Valentines, where everyone showed their love for others by buying stuffed animals and chocolates that would be neglected and eaten, or St. Pactricks day, everything you can possibly think of being decked out in shades of green,
We Fight Together (HiccupxReader) One-ShotThe sound of rocks crashing upon the island of Berk, mixed with the roars of dragons was heard. The black sky was covered in thick, grey smoke that made your lungs burn each time you inhaled. You tried to stay focused, tried to keep on running as your boots became covered with mud. The village houses had been set ablaze. Some were caused by the dragons who missed a target by accident, the others had been set on fire by the enemy.
Your eyes darted left and right, searching for your friends and most importantly, the one you loved with all your heart, Hiccup. Due to all your running, your (h/c) hair stuck to your forehead with sweat and your heart was threatening to burst out of your chest. But you couldn’t stop running. Not now when Berk was under attack.
The Outcasts had gathered up their strength and were now currently attacking with Alvin the Treacherous as their leader. You cursed underneath your breath and you dived to the ground in front of you in order to avoid being hit wit
Norway x Reader: Actions Speak Louder Than Words*Squeeze* "GAH! What the he-" *Poke* "Um, please sto-" *Squeeze*
______ glares at her friend from the coffee table, him on the couch and her on the floor. "Lukas.", ______ warns in a deadly tone. It was a normal day in the (l/n) household, well, except for an unexpected visit from a certain Norwegian. Lukas lets out a flicker of a smile, but it disappeared just as quickly as it came. "Yes?", he asks, with that same monotone voice. He mentally smirks, but kept up the infamous poker face.
"Stop poking meeeeee. I need to finish my book", she pouts as she held (f/b) up, him noting that she looked cute like that. Lukas ignores the command and squeezes her cheek again. "Hey, ______? Do you know the phrase, 'Actions speak louder than words'?" ________ looks at him strangely, but nods slowly.
"Well, what do you think this is telling you?", he asks, and gently pokes her on the arm. She scowls and swats his hand away. "I'm fun to annoy?", she tries, the annoyance clear
SDG - Kakuto's BioBLANC BASE FILE ID:
NAME: Kakuto, Knight of the Flames, and Junior Guardsman of the Kishavan Royal Guard
AGE: Unknown, appears to be, mentally, in his teens.
USUAL CLOTHING: Black armor with highlights that shift between red, orange, and yellow with changes in lighting, a black cape with a red inner lining, and a few accents of silver.
NOTABLE TATTOOS/SCARS/MARKINGS/ECT: None
KNOWN RELATIVES: None
PERSONALITY: Cold shouldered, in general. He believes in handling his own problems, and has no friends beyond his Guardsman partners and Raah. He grudgingly admits that he needs the SDG's help to liberate his homeland, but he makes it very clear that if he could, he'd handle it himself. He has a softer side, though - one that's terrified that he'll never see his homeland shine in freedom again.
FRIENDS: Ajatamaru, Christen, Raah (all OCs)
SPECIAL BELONGINGS: The seal of the Kishavan Royal Guard, which he wear
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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