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TF and HP - Double the FunAUTOBOT BASE
MOUNT ST. HILARY, OREGON, UNITED STATES

One always assumed some amount of risk when they entered Wheeljack's laboratory. Oh, not that the inventor wasn't a brilliant mech; his inventions had done so much good for the Autobot cause. But his inventions had a nasty habit of melting down, exploding, or otherwise glitching at exactly the wrong time. Mechs had learned to turn and walk (or even run) the other way whenever they heard the dreaded words "Hey, come down to the lab, I want to show you something." Even Ratchet, one of Wheeljack's closest friends, and the Dinobots, who regarded him as a parental figure, had learned to exerci

For Love of the Game Part IPROWL'S OFFICE
AUTOBOT BASE
MOUNT ST. HILARY, OREGON, UNITED STATES

The Autobots had many friends among the humans of Earth, the closest being the Witwicky family of course. Spike, his father Sparkplug, and his newlywed wife Carly had come to the Autobots' aid too many times to count and even called the Ark their home. Chip Chase had lent his considerable expertise to their cause several times as well, and though he had obligations away from the Ark that didn't prevent him from visiting often. Raoul was less involved in their war against the Decepticons, but Tracks was close to the young man and even owed his life to him. Powerglide and th

The Alone Place"Hey Wheeljack!"

"Huh?" The Autobot Chief Engineer glanced up from his equations, his headfins flashing teal in surprise. Visitors were rare in his workshop -- understandably so, due to the high injury rate suffered by said visitors while he was working on a project...

"Oh, hey Arcee," he greeted, raising the hand holding his stylus and offering a wave. "Come in and make yourself comfortable while I finish this up."

"No problem," she replied, and she cleared a stack of datapads from a nearby chair and sat down while Wheeljack jotted down a few more notes. Finishing up with a gust of air through his vents, he set his work aside and turned h

Starscream's EnvyAUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a side chapter to "Thundercracker's Glory." Unless you have read that story, this one probably won't make sense.

"She's doing it again, Soundwave," Starscream informed the Communications Officer, peering out the doorway of the control room and into the corridor.

"Specify her activities," Soundwave ordered, his visor never leaving the screen he was working on.

"Come see for yourself," Starscream snapped. "I'm not one of your midget lackeys."

Soundwave rose and joined Starscream in observing Glory as she made her way down the hall, arms wrapped around Ravage's chest beneath his forelegs and lugging him along with a

TF and HP - Four's a CrowdPURGE & DOWSE, LTD./ST. MUNGO'S HOSPITAL FOR MAGICAL MALADIES AND INJURIES
LONDON, ENGLAND

It was a hot day in London. To be exact, it was a hot, muggy, sticky day in London that seemed to suck the very oxygen out of the air, and so far the eighth in an unbroken streak of hot and sticky days that seemed bound and determined to suffocate the city in a heavy blanket of its own fumes. A ceiling of pasty gray clouds pinned the heat down amidst the streets and buildings, at the same time teasing and taunting the citizenry with an unfulfilled promise of cooling rain. Everywhere one looked they could see Londoners collapsed on benches or at bus st

Uncle T and the MudkipAUTHOR'S NOTE:  This story fits in the "Thundercracker's Glory" universe, between chapters 8 and 9.  It's not vital to the plotline, just a little exercise in silliness.  Enjoy.

Thundercracker was on his computer, ready to run a raid with his guild in World of Warcraft, when Glory scurried into their quarters, an eager shine in her optics.

"Uncle T, Uncle T, can I keep it?"

"Just a minute, Glory," Thundercracker informed her, and he fired off a quick message to his raid party:

RollOfThunder: Going AFK for a bit.

NakeMaco:  Sure thing.

Anklebiter:  Niece again?

RollOfThunder:

Stronger Than Magic Part IFORBIDDEN FOREST
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
SCOTLAND, UNITED KINGDOM

Even in broad daylight it was always dark in the ForbiddenForest, the close-grouped trees choking out the sunlight except in eerie shafts that managed to pierce through gaps in the foliage. At night, however, the darkness wasn't just a lack of light -- it was almost a tangible thing, clinging to the tree trunks and bracken like swirls of fog and seeming to smother out sound as well as sight. Shadows conspired with each other to create terrifying specters in the night, and the merest rustle of a branch became the breath of a predator. It wasn't just the fea

Devil Went Down To PortlandAUTHOR'S NOTE: Happy Birthday, AutobotVierge!

Jazz gave an ecstatic whoop as the final notes of "Free Bird" died away, hefting the guitar-shaped controller into the air as if displaying a battle trophy. The gesture earned a round of enthusiastic applause from his audience, both human and mech, and he grinned brightly. Sunshine, music, an appreciative audience, and an afternoon off -- that was a recipe for a perfect day right there in his book.

"Rock on, Jazz!" Sideswipe shouted, holding up his index and pinkie fingers in a gesture he'd picked up from the humans. "You are THE King of the Strings!"

"Naw, I can't take all th' credit," Jaz

Stronger Than Magic Part IIGREAT HALL
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
SCOTLAND, UNITED KINGDOM

Sunstreaker's trademark scowl was still plastered across his face as he, that fragged jolly Porsche, and the galumphing Dinobot crossed the slashed and scorched turf that remained of Hogwarts' grounds, chunks of sod ripped away and stains of giant blood and Autobot fluids spattering the grass here and there. He didn't want to do this. He should be watching over his brother, making sure no giants returned to finish the idiot off (and that one that had hacked off his legs -- and LAUGHED all the while -- would pay for his crime...). Not trotting off to check on the

For Love of the Game Part IIQUIDDICH ARENA
RIVER OF NO RETURN WILDERNESS AREA
IDAHO, UNITED STATES

"...and this is your announcer Lee Jordan, welcoming one and all to the first ever Cybertronian exhibition Quiddich match!" came Lee's magically amplified voice from the announcer's box, ringing through the stadium that now occupied a formerly deserted stretch of forest in the northwestern United States.

"And secondary announcer Spike Witwicky," Spike put in. "Looks like we have a healthy crowd here, Lee, with representatives from the Autobots, Decepticons, and wizards from every country in the world present!"

"Of course there are," grinned Lee. "This is history in th

Thundercracker's Glory Part 9Glory wriggled herself deeper into the gap between two of the storage crates and curled up tightly, still clutching Dragon under one arm and hardly daring to cycle air. In the months she had lived here she had explored every sector of the Nemesis that she was allowed to wander (and a few sectors that were technically off-limits) and had learned of almost every nook and cranny that was large enough for her to squeeze into. Such knowledge served her well in her day-to-day exploits -- hiding places while playing games with the Stunticons, plotting and staging grounds when she and the cassettes concocted pranks, or far more often as sanctuaries

Gloria In Excelsis DeoIf Glory had to choose a favorite teacher among the Decepticons who served as her tutors and trainers, Swindle would have won hands down. Not that she hated any of her classes, really -- she learned exciting and interesting things in all of them. But Hook was a grouch who always made her feel like she was being a bother when she asked questions, and Onslaught, while smart and full of war stories, was too strict, snapping at her if her attention wandered at all during a lesson. The Stunticons were fun, but all of them had the attention spans of fish, and it was rare that they ever finished a lesson without it ending in a fistfight or an imp

Forever Young Part II"Hey Blue, what's up?"

Thundercracker glanced over one shoulder... and saw only his shoulder vent. Scowling, he twisted his neck joints further in an effort to see behind him. This new Seeker body was going to take more getting used to than he'd first thought, but Windblade insisted the difficulties were worth it...

A black and violet Seeker stood behind him, waving. "Hello, Blue. Ain't seen you around here before. New?"

"Name's Thundercracker," he replied, turning around to face the other mech, mindful of his wings -- he'd already whacked a femme by mistake today when suddenly turning around. "And can I help you?"

"What, a mech has

Lost and Found Part 1In hindsight, Optimus Prime would muse at a later date, perhaps it hadn't been smart to stop at Wheeljack's work space and check up on his latest project on his way to have Trailbreaker look over and fine-tune his rifle. But it had seemed a good idea at the time -- the Autobot scientist was bright, no question about it, but keeping a close optic on him and his tinkering was important. Left to his own devices, his inventions and projects could raise no small amount of chaos.

Normally he trusted the other scientists and technicians to keep tabs on Wheeljack's projects, but as he scanned the labs he realized that everyone here was too preoccu

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Going to the Jet Family Reunionby *kenyastarflight

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My entry in

's One-Shot Photo Contest. I probably won't win, but one never knows until they try, right?

The object of the contest was to take a photo of one or more of your TF figures in front of a sign. I had a few ideas, but in the end opted to take some of my jet-formers and photograph them in front of the sign for the Warhawk Air Museum. Maybe the Seekers are going to visit their relatives there?

Skywarp, of course, is hogging the spotlight -- my guess is the other two shoved him into the back for the picture and he teleported back to the front to "photo-bomb" the pic. Starscream is NOT amused that his lovely face is being blocked by his teammate's wing, and TC's just annoyed that the other two can't get along for two seconds in a row.

I was originally going to have all my Seekers in this picture (these three, Acid Storm, SG Thundercracker, and my knockoff "Sunstorm"), but it got cold and windy and I decided to cut the photo session short.

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~laureas Jan 16, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Great job Kenya. This is a fantastic shot of those show-off Seekers. And isn't it just ironic that Mister 'I should lead the Decepticons' Starscream doesn't even have his face plate in the photo? Good luck with the contest!

*kenyastarflight Jan 16, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you.

I was going to photograph them in front of a sign for the World Center for Birds of Prey (which is also close to where I live), but this was closer and more fitting, I felt. And yeah, the irony is precisely why I shot it this way.

*KarToon12 Jan 15, 2013 Hobbyist Digital Artist

Nice job on the poses! I hope you win!

*kenyastarflight Jan 15, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks.

There are some really good entries so far, though... I'll still cross my fingers.

*The-Starhorse Jan 15, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Hee hee.

Skywarp, you so silly.

*kenyastarflight Jan 15, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Get him around a camera and he can be insufferable, I've found.

~DevilAngel657 Jan 15, 2013

Skywarp would hog even more of the picture if you had more seekers, as it would make everyone be a domino if he pushed them.

*kenyastarflight Jan 15, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Yeah, I was going to have six Seekers in this pic, but it got cold and windy and figures kept falling off the roof of my car (where I stood them for the pic), so I just hurried and got the shot and went home.

*wachey Jan 14, 2013

Loving Skywarp's pose!!

*kenyastarflight Jan 14, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks.

I figured he'd be the type to "bomb" the photo.

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