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Gave my girl a minor redesign, and I've been wanting to remake her ref sheet for forever.

Name: Ricochet

Pronouns: she/her

Age: 1.6 million years

Alt mode: Avro Vulcan

Height: 21'8" (6.6 m)

Weapons: claws, teeth, arm blasters, sniper rifle that shoots electric charges which explode on impact, flamethrower

Special ability: can turn invisible

Basic personality: nice, but Bat Shit Crazy™ (she abducts random bots and drains them of their energon)

Backstory: went to military school, got bored and said "fuck this, I'm out". Stole a portable spacebridge that was being developed. Dropped out and became a freelance commission artist. Visited Earth one day and got cursed by a wizard to live as a human with no memory of being a space robot, but with knowledge of Cybertron. Lived like that for 600 years. Started dating Blitzwing and got her curse broken, can now change between human and robot at will.

I reordered the chart to actually be in height order and added Cosmodock, who's basically my dad in robot form.

All of my children in their current forms

From left to right

Voidchaser (the cat who you can't really see, so here's him)

Becky

Hotspring (voice claim Domics)

Shaderaider (voice claim GLaDOS)

Fatale

Dynamo (voice claim Steven Universe)

Magnadrive (voice claim Wheatley)

Ricochet

Trackshot (voice claim Finn the Human)

Fidget (the red Cyclops)

Blizzard (voice claim White Diamond)

GraveWalker

I have tried drawing bebes. Enjoy

All of my children in their current forms

From left to right

Voidchaser (the cat who you can't really see, so here's him)

Becky

Hotspring (voice claim Domics)

Shaderaider (voice claim GLaDOS)

Fatale

Dynamo (voice claim Steven Universe)

Magnadrive (voice claim Wheatley)

Ricochet

Trackshot (voice claim Finn the Human)

Fidget (the red Cyclops)

Blizzard (voice claim White Diamond)

GraveWalker

Warm Feelings from Cold Flurries

Beep beep. The sound echoes across the frozen landscape as Dynamo trudges onwards. Not hearing a response, he repeats the sound into the frigid air as he shivers, his heating fans working to keep him warm.

Meanwhile, Starscream is not having the best of days, having been stasis cuffed and sandwiched between two mechs who individually threatened his life that day. The three bots have crammed themselves into a hole to wait out the blizzard above them, with Optimus Prime on his left, and Dreadwing on his right. Suddenly the traitorous Con looks up and honks loudly, resulting in confused looks from the others, Dreadwing’s being the most puzzled. 

“What are you honking at? Why are you honking?” Dreadwing gruffly asks. He gets no response.

Outside, Dy’s finials perk up as he detects a faint honk honk in the distance, and picks up the pace in the direction of the sound, despite the biting cold around him. He shakes the snow off of his plating in a motion akin to the ruffling of feathers, and beeps again. After a moment, honk honk.

This continues until Dynamo hears the sound right beneath his pedes. He looks down, and sees three heads. 

“There room for one more in there?” Dy asks, poking his helm into the hole.

“No.” Dreadwing deadpans automatically.

“Well then,” the child replies, briefly cocking his helm to the side, “guess I’ll make some room.” He pulls his helm out of the hole and walks to the side of their shelter. Turning to face the hole, he kneels down and begins to dig into the snow. After about 10 minutes of minimal progress, he stands up and activates the thrusters in his pedes, quickly melting the snow. A minute passes, and he goes back to shoveling snow with his servos, swiftly creating a decently sized hole in the ground. Satisfied, the small jet hops into the hole, and takes no time at all carving away at the wall between his hole and the shelter made by the older bots. 

Upon breaching the barrier and facing the trio, Dy smiles and cheerfully says, “I have now turned your one bedroom apartment into a two bedroom apartment.” His dad slightly smiles. Optimus’ face is too hard to read for the child to decipher his emotions, but he seems content. Dreadwing just rolls his optics and frowns.

Crawling forwards, the youngling grabs his best friend’s heeled pedes and carefully pulls the mech towards himself, with no noteworthy reaction from the others, aside from a grunt from Dreadwing. After maneuvering Starscream’s bound form to the opposite wall, towards Dy’s addition to the hole, he is positioned with his back to the wall, and his child in his lap, his arms wrapped around Dynamo’s neck, with the child’s helm resting on his chassis. At this moment, Dy notices the half empty energon cube in Stars’ servos.

He looks up at him and says, “Can I have some? I’m hungry.” Wordlessly, the older jet nodds warmly and hands him the cube, which he promptly and heartily drinks, sighing contentedly. Dynamo leans into his father’s chassis, looks up at him and smiles, which Starscream returns. Optimus and Dreadwing look between the two jets in confusion. Optimus speaks up.

“Why are you so nice to Dynamo? What ulterior motives do you have for the child?” he asks, with a suspicious tone, “It’s not like you to be nice for the sake of it.” Starscream’s face hardens as he looks up. 

“I am his guardian, and it’s my job to take care of him, and make sure he doesn’t get himself killed?” He sarcastically answers. This gleans an unimpressed huff from the other Decepticon. Starscream just rolls his optics and returns to looking at his son, who had settled down and was falling asleep in his arms; the warmth of his spark chamber a soothing contrast from the frozen storm raging above them.

A brief moment of silence was broken when Dreadwing chuckled. Starscream and the Autobot leader turn to him with puzzled expressions.

“How could a coward as weak and pathetic as you ever serve as a proper guardian for that runt? You don’t think about anyone but yourself, so how could you truly care for him? Even though you claim otherwise, we all know you’re just using him, and when you no longer need him you’ll discard him like he’s nothing.” Dreadwing snarls accusingly. Starscream grimaces at this when suddenly they hear a shifting sound. They look down to see Dynamo wake up as he throws the empty energon cube in his servo at Dreadwing's face with an annoyed expression, before returning to his slumber, leaving the larger Con bewildered as to what just occurred. 

Starscream stifles a chuckle and whispers “That’s my boy” as he hugs his son tighter, also falling into recharge as the storm continues on. Dreadwing moves to retaliate, but Optimus just grabs his shoulder and shakes his head, it’s not worth it. So the two settle down to wait out the blizzard, as the seeker duo slumber cuddled up together.

I tried to draw Dy's alt mode

This is quite accurate

I decided to line and color it.

Have a Becky sketch. I may or may not render this further, haven't decided yet.

This is Becky. She's a peppy, bubbly, but also kinda shy little Autobot who works in a convenience store on the corner near Ricochet's house. She doesn't have an evil bone in her body unless you're a rude customer. She turns into a delivery drone that's decorated to look like a bird. The light blue marks on her helmet are just that, markings, she doesn't have four eyes. This little bean is a devout believer in the Autobot cause.

Have a Becky sketch. I may or may not render this further, haven't decided yet.

This is Becky. She's a peppy, bubbly, but also kinda shy little Autobot who works in a convenience store on the corner near Ricochet's house. She doesn't have an evil bone in her body unless you're a rude customer. She turns into a delivery drone that's decorated to look like a bird. The light blue marks on her helmet are just that, markings, she doesn't have four eyes. This little bean is a devout believer in the Autobot cause.

Ricochet will often eat human food in her robot mode, and it'll just sit there until she next turns human, where the food will actually digest. Anybot who views this is usually viscerally disturbed unless they know her and her circumstances personally.

Dad said he couldn't go play with the humans.

His sadness was immeasurable and his day was ruined.

I'm in the mood to draw Hotspring today.

Have him and his cat Voidchaser in his Zen garden

I was thinking about my ocs sneezing (based on this)

So here's Hotspring.

His sneezes are quiet, but he falls over and his grill wings flap wildly.

Just a heads up, I'm gonna be writing down more stuff about Dy. The timeline is gonna be all over the place, so don't really question it.

And while we're here

I gave him a minor redesign

The Dynamic

Starscream: This is my emotional support child

Dynamo: This is my emotional support rat bastard (affectionate)

Evening Musings of a Dreaming Jet

It was a quiet evening on the Nemesis; with its crew winding down for the night in preparation for the next day’s events, Dynamo had taken the opportunity to go to bed, drifting off to dreamland. He recharged more often than he really needed to, having a preferred sleep schedule not unlike a human’s, despite his lacking the need to sleep that frequently. But it was a good way to pass the time, especially when he’s bored. 

A few hours go by, and Starscream walks by his charge’s door during his usual patrolling of the halls. As he passes by his audials pick up a hushed mumbling sound muffled by the wall, just barely detectable. Starscream raises his optic ridges in interest at this development, and he cautiously opens the door to Dynamo’s quarters to check on his son. 

The whoosh of the door opening threatens to awaken the young bot, but thankfully he does not stir, however continues to mumble. The commander creeps towards Dy’s berth as quietly as he can manage, so as not to disturb him given his sensitivity to sound. 

When first viewing the young jet, it would simply appear that he is asleep; but upon closer inspection, Starscream notes that upon Dynamo’s face is a look of disdain.

“No, no no.” mutters Dy. At this, Starscream’s features soften, as it appears as though the child is having a nightmare. Just as the seeker moves closer to the youngling, he stops as Dynamo speaks again.

“No, that's too much pudding. I don’t like pudding.” With that, the commander’s face contorts into a slight grimace. Starscream shudders at the thought of whatever pudding could be, but it was probably a human item. At that, the seeker turns on his heel and silently walks away. He’s almost halfway back to the door when a whimper stops him in his tracks. He turns back to his son’s berth to see the young jet curl into a tighter position, his face scrunched up in distress.

“Dad… where are you?” he cries. Hearing this, Starscream walks back to his charge’s berth. He gently places a clawed servo on Dynamo’s back, and softly caresses the young bot’s back plating. Dy’s frame noticeably relaxes from the touch, and his field has a much calmer energy. After waiting there a moment in case Dy speaks again, Stars retracts his servo from the sleeping form in front of him at the lack of sound aside from Dynamo’s breathing.

Satisfied, Starscream leaves his son’s side, and as carefully as he entered, exits the room. The next morning Dynamo trots up to Stars, who is standing in a hallway with an energon cube.

“Good morning Dad.” Dy cheerfully chirps. Starscream turns to look at him.

“Morning Dynamo. Are you aware that you talk while you recharge?” He asks. Dy’s finials flick as he ponders the question.

“No, I don’t think so. Did I say something weird?”

“You did mention ‘pudding’, whatever that is, but not much else of note.” says Starscream, returning to his breakfast. Dynamo nods, and wanders off, thinking about what trouble he’d get into today.

"I'm sorry the world is full of hurt, baby."

Have a carrier and child moment.

BTW, that's Magnadrive.

Breakdown playing with baby Dy's audials

He doesn't know what's going on, but his uncle seems happy, so it's fine

Hmmm

Do you ever just

I wanted to draw my son in some sleep related situations. So I did

And the thing I used as a base.

I made a thing for Henry.

Apparently he adores my son, so I drew him and Dy talking.

I made another one. Whenever I make more of these, I'll just add to this post

Once again, one where she's invisible, and one where she isn't.

I tried my hand at canon screenshot editing. I stuck my girl Ricochet into this shot. I don't know what episode it's from, feel free to enlighten me.

I made two variations. One where she's in-universe invisible, with the white outline so we can see her, and the other one where she's fully visible.

I tried my hand at canon screenshot editing. I stuck my girl Ricochet into this shot. I don't know what episode it's from, feel free to enlighten me.

I made two variations. One where she's in-universe invisible, with the white outline so we can see her, and the other one where she's fully visible.

This was told to me by my good friend Henry, and I had to draw it.

Sparkling! Dy was watching bugs when a big ass moth landed on his nose. He began to baby panic bc new experience, when KO told him to not move or the bug would kill him as a joke. This only made the baby panic even more, crying for Stars.

Starscream showed up and literally shoved KO down a hill to get to Dy.

I made a thing using this chart

All of the placements should be rather self explanatory if you know the characters, except for the other two in the "actual parent" category, because those two are ocs, and Dy's actual creators.

And the blank one for any who want it

So, I have an AU where Starscream found and adopted Dynamo when he was a toddler instead of a teenager. It's called the Sparkling AU.

One day, Shockwave told Megatron to give the child a knife.

Shockwave: give the child a knife

Megatron: yeah ok

And then this happened

Stars, KO, Breakdown, and Soundwave all panicking trying to get the knife away from the baby, and Shockwave and Megatron are just sitting in the background laughing like "yes. Good"

I've shown the child here a couple times. He's my main TFP OC.

This is Dynamo. He's approximately 500 Earth years old, and was born on Earth after his creators decided "screw the war, we wanna have a kid"

And so this stunt jet civilian existed for a good 4 centuries, but then the war came to Earth, and a little too close to his dwelling. So his parents told him to run, but in the confusion, he ran one direction, they fled on the other. Once the dust settled, he was all alone.

After the battle, the Autobots found him and collectively went "what's a youngling doing here? Oh well, we'll take him". And so he lived with the Autobots for 2 years, until Starscream found him racing Bee while on a scouting mission.

Starscream://sees Dynamo// oh hey, since when did they have a jet? We could use that //yoink//

So a week later, he got abducted by the Decepticons, but Dynamo thought the Cons were cool, so he decided to stick around.

Starscream took him under his wing, and the mischievous gremlin soon became SS' best friend and partners in crime against Megatron.

And there ya go, intro to my child

Who's Child is This?

I made fanart for my friend @henry-exe of his OC Air-Support getting a surprise hug from my OC Dynamo. This was 2 hours will spent, imo

My friend @henry-exe made some sketches of my robot child Dynamo, and I feel a mighty need to share them.

I love this gremlin, and this art of him. Thank you Henry!