Okay, but just imagine how interesting all the dynamics in TFA would be if Optimus’s punishment had included empurata. I might have to write fic about this at some point, because seriously, I can’t stop thinking about how this would shade into his interactions with the entire rest of the cast. But for the moment, consider him seeing what happened to Elita and feeling guilty over feeling bad for himself when she has it so much worse. And imagine her seeing what happened to him, and feeling a little bad, but being angry that she feels bad for him, because just look what happened to her.
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I want more Cybertronian historical and cultural worldbuilding…
Cybertronian ages of history: nomadic and hunter-gatherer and rural and urban and feudal and democratic societies, empires and independent kingdoms and tributary states and confederations of tribes
politics, GLORIOUS politics, grudges and friendships and blood feuds and alliances, treaties sealed by bonding princes and princesses and princens, the inevitable death of states (I heard somewhere that the average life expectancy for a human empire has been about 500-600 years; I wonder what it would be for those ruled by Cybertronians?)
Cybertron royals and nobility and gentry and mercantile families and landowning commoners and serfs, class systems and how they change according to the values of the time
stories of the old ways and how they affect the new ways and mecha discovering how far back their beliefs go and what fed into those same beliefs and what made them that way
things that helped people live their lives in the past and became so widespread that the original reason for doing them was forgotten and became part of people’s lives and histories
methods of belief: monotheism and polytheism and ancestor worship and environmental worship, fate and faith
places of belief: shrines and temples and altars and churches and holy landforms and oracles and places where the gods are
other trappings of belief: icons and prayers, mandalas, flags and thrones and figureheads
historians getting really excited over new discoveries! powerful institutions getting not so excited, or even more excited depending on how they can use these new discoveries…
Cybertronian folk traditions: dances and parties and milestones in life, arts and crafts and song and speech, matchmaking and meeting friends and keeping in touch with clade
traditional ceremonies: bonding ceremonies, funerary ceremonies, new sparklings being introduced into the family, seasonal ceremonies, religious ceremonies, professional ceremonies
old mechs’ tales, myths and legends, clade elders gathering the younglings for a good ol’ traditional storytelling epic
mechs using ancient methods of prophecy to help them make important life choices
Cybertronian versions of oracle bones and cleromancy
parents and mentors passing on ancient skills and knowledge to their charges
how do they work? How do they live?
Cybertronian history and culture
There is literally millions of years of potential in this fandom, and few things excite me as much as that does.
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Cybertronian society while scientific knowledge had barely exceeded our own.
Cybertronian theories of the processor, and the spark, and the link between the two.
Cybertronian discoveries of the comm systems, theories of fields and what produces them
Just… yes.
*squeaks* that too 😀
ok but. lets have a tf show where elita is kickass BRIGHT PINK prime, chromia is second in command and an enormous weapons redneck princess, red alert is the disapproving bespectacled chief medical officer who trades passive aggressive emails with ratchet, strongarm is their bomb ass artillery weapons officer, arcee is their snarky recon officer, and hot rod is the token guy character who always gets beat up and thrown around in sexy poses ? ? ? ?? ??/P LE ASE
Forgot to post this here lol happy 10th anni TFA!
Elita and Optimus lay in a recharge slab together, reading over the incoming reports on they’re personal datapads. Early nights in are a advantageous luxury. Early mornings are mandatory.
A clock sits on the desk just parallel to them. Its far past late for them.
Elita’s leg is lax over Optimus’ thigh, though her ped is just grazing his lifted knee in a tempo that is so subliminally off-beat. His farthest leg is hanging off the metal slab, swinging in just the same melancholy strain.
The light of Optimus’ datapad flickers out at his closed the reports and turned the pad off. Elita does the same, so then it is just the light of their optics and biolights to illuminate Optimus’ hand taking the pad from her and resting it on the desk. This room is smaller than their first one-room apartment in Iacon. However, they hadn’t had a desk then.
Elita propped herself up on her forearms, just high enough for Optimus to slip his own arm around her and pull her even closer. Elita One rested her head on Optimus Prime’s chest, the thrum of his spark serving as the beat for her optics to shutter on and off… on and off… on… off.
And they dreamed of that apartment in Iacon. The one without the desk for their reports.
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