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Journal Entry: Mon Sep 1, 2014, 6:23 AM
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Hey my Friends.

Check out new icons in my galleries (both Gallery and Favourites).

I don't know if they're the final version, or if I will create different set, for not I'm just checking out the option.

What do you think of them?

Sincerely Yours
CA.



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CzarnaArcher
Czarna Archer
Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
Poland
Type of deviant: Mad Scientist.

Born:
Late XX century. I'm old enough to remember what happened 25 years ago.

How do I look:
If you must know, I dress black (and sometimes camouflage or dark colour accessories), wear combat boots, but lately gave a chance other types of boots (and still think combat boots are the best). I am very pale, blonde, green eyes, short (1,57 meter or 5'1 feet), hour shape figure, and rather classic face features.

My personality:
I have an obsessive personality, in positive way of course. I tend to be expert about anything I'm obsessed with. If it's interesting enough it becomes my hobby, if not, I get bored and find myself new thing to be obsessed with.

Also, I am dyslexic, a bit hyperactive at times (don't feed me sugar or I'll start to bouncing the walls an ceiling).

:work:
Preferred tools of trade:

For traditional work:
- pencils;
- ink pens;
- rapidograph;
- colour pencils;
- oil pastels;
- crayons;
-good old paper.

For digital work:
- Wacom tablet (currently Bamboo);
- GIMP or Photoshop (depending what I currently have at my disposal);
- various other programs (like Photofiltre, My Paint, Paint Net, Deep Paint);
- my computer(s).


Current Residence: Warsaw, Poland.
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Small
Print preference: Large
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Metal, Reggae, Blues, Jazz (sometimes).
Favourite photographer: Police photographer
Favourite style of art: Don't have. I love'em all.
Operating System: I have masochistic leaning - try guess.
MP3 player of choice: creative zen nad my phone.
Wallpaper of choice: Antythin unearthly.
Favourite cartoon character: Diego, the Sabretooth Tiger from Ice Age lol
Personal Quote: Carpe noctem et memento vitae.
Interests

Activity


Blast From The Past.


Another head aches, another heart breaks

I am so much older than I can take

And my affection, well it comes and goes

I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out

Yeah, you know you got to help me out

Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner

You know you got to help me out

And when there's nowhere else to run

Is there room for one more son

These changes ain't changing me

The gold-hearted boy I used to be

(…)

Over and in, last call for sin

While everyone's lost, the battle is won

With all these things that I've done

All these things that I've done

If you can hold on

If you can hold on.”– The Killers “All the things that I’ve done”.


Warnings: Violence, explicit language, maybe some sex (but I’m not sure) – you know, the usual.


Timing: Post season 2 finale, in my very own Beauty of the Beast Prime timeline.


Rating: T to M (and possibly even MA).


Pairings: multiple.


Starring: Arcee, Racer (Arcee’s sire, OC), Dai Atlas, Proteus (mentioned).



Disclaimer: Transformers Prime © Hasbro. Story’s plot and OC’s © me. There may be some OC’s that aren’t mine – they belong to their respective creators.


Down in a Hole.


(…)Down in a hole, feelin so small

Down in a hole, losin my soul

I'd like to fly,

But my wings have been so denied (…) – Alice in Chains “Down in a Hole”


oOo


Autobot military camp near Rodion. Wartime.


Cliffjumper entered the camp’s mess, or rather what passed as mess. It was just a barrack made of some tinplate with few crates pretending to be tables and seats. It was just a temporary base, so no one really cared as long as there was something to refuel and a place to do so in peace.


“Hey, Cliff, c’mon here.”


Cliffjumper looked around and saw familiar face of Jazz. Jazz was high in the Autobot command, and Cliffjumper was… not. But Jazz was a mech of his position can, plus he knew Cliffjumper personally. Outside of the official business Jazz was just another mech.


“Hey Jazz.” Cliffjumper walked to the other mech’s ‘table’ and sat down. He looked tired, he was exhausted and he felt like he’d been stomped on by Grimlock.


“You look like you danced with Scraplets, mech.”


“Worse. I’ve been in the rescue mission with Bumblebee.” Cliffjumper admitted. “Arcee and Tailgate been snatched by ‘Cons, we got there but it was already too late for Tailgate, we only managed to pull ‘Cee out.”


“I knew that you’ve been sent on a mission, but I thought you returned Mega-cycles 1) ago.”


“No. It took us time to find out what happened, and then to track the ‘Con, and then to get in, grab ‘Cee and run home.” Cliffjumper sighed heavily.


“That bad?”


“Worse. It was an interrogator, some Undergrounder femme, didn’t take too close look but that one had plenty of legs.” Cliffjumper shrugged. “Though I’ve only seen her rear. It was ‘Cee who filled us on details. And it was ugly.”


“So, you just returned? How’s she?” Jazz leaned forward to the other mech.


“Angry, scared, depressed and vengeful.” Cliffjumper rested his chin in his servos. “How else can she feel after something like this? You know, we face death every day, but she was helpless, that’s makes it worse. If Tailgate died in action then he died a hero, hard to get over but it’s a gamble we take. But Tailgate died a tied and tortured prisoner, he died a victim and she couldn’t save him in situation when she’s a soldier and is supposed to save victims.”


“I feel ya. That’s nasty. And Bumblebee?”


“He’s with her, tried to talk to her. Figured he has the best chance, you know, after losing his voice box, he knows something of being in ugly situations. More than I do.” Cliffjumper rubbed his face tiredly. “I think he took it better than I did. The kid saw plenty of horror already, doesn’t impress him anymore.”


“Well, you’ll have your share of horror soon enough.” Jazz grinned but not with humour.


“Please don’t tell you I have another mission already.”


“All right. I’m not tellin’ you that you have two joors2) to prepare for another mission.” Jazz gave the other mech data pad. “An’ it was not ordered by Prime himself.”


“Son-of-a-Quintesson!” Cliffjumper moaned while reading the data pad contents. “I just shot my way through small army of Vehicons. Now I’m going to roll over Sea of Rust to find them?”


“No. We’re goin’ to roll over Sea of Rust.” Jazz presented his megawatt smile. “It’s a joined mission. Grims and the Gang got AWOL and Prime thinks it’s important. He thinks Grimlock found something and went to investigate.”


“And now we’re investigating his disappearance?”


“Nah, it’s a rescue mission again. We’re to find the Grims, find out what’s goin’ on and then give him a looong talk ‘bout leaving his post and not tellin’ anyone.” Jazz shrugged. “And maybe get ourselves some intel on ‘Cons.”


“What’s the chance that he just got lost and now he and his Dynobots 3) are running in circles ‘cause they’re too proud to contact the base and ask for help?”


“Slim, mech, slim.” Jazz turned serious. “Grimlock followed some trail, that’s what Optimus thinks, and now he’s missin’. You know that Grims never takes things lightly, if he found somethin’, then it’s a big thing. We find Grims and we know what the big deal is. It may be important.”


“Frag my life!”


“For real, mech, you know that Sea of Rust is filled with all kinds of ancient bolt holes.”


“You think that Grimlock is in one of them?” Cliffjumper focused on Jazz.


“I’m thinkin’ that Grims found some hidden ‘Con arms factory.” Jazz admitted. “Maybe some energon storage. Somethin’ like that. You know, it may not be some ancient knowledge depository, but it’s a still big deal. 4)”


“All right, we’ll go in, safe Grimlock and his merry mechs, blow the scrap out of the hidden ‘Con dungeon and blow.” Cliffjumper rubbed his optics. “Sounds like my usual line of work.”


“That’s why you’re goin’ with me.” Jazz allowed himself a smirk. “I’mma saboteur, need a mech with some boom.”


“Makes sense, you want a BOOM, and I’m a BOOM’s daddy 5).”


“Go to take some recharge, BOOM Daddy, and meet me in two joors on the landing field.”


“Don’t you teach a Sire to spark a bitlet. 6)” Cliffjumper stood up and left for his quarters. He needed some rest for the next mission. Perhaps it would help him forget about what he saw in the ‘Con interrogation chamber.


Next: Airachnid.



1) 1 Mega-cycle = 93 hours.

2) 1 joor = 6 hours, 2 joors = 12 hours.

3) Originally Grimlock’s team was called Dynobots, only later they became Dinobots.

4) The game “Transformers Prime: Fall of Cybertron” taught us that it was not ‘Con arm factory, but something much bigger. Hate to spoil that one, but if you want to know what it was, you can always ask me.

5) “Boom’s Daddy” comes from Star Wars: Legacy, the first and original “Boom’s Daddy” is Jariah Syn, first officer on Mynock, and Cade’s Skywalker’s best pal (if you don’t recognise the names but are curious, check on Wookieepedia). I used it because I really think that it fits Cliffjumper.

6) On Earth it would be “Don’t you teach a father to make children.” You know what that means ;)

Blast From The Past.


Another head aches, another heart breaks

I am so much older than I can take

And my affection, well it comes and goes

I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out

Yeah, you know you got to help me out

Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner

You know you got to help me out

And when there's nowhere else to run

Is there room for one more son

These changes ain't changing me

The gold-hearted boy I used to be

(…)

Over and in, last call for sin

While everyone's lost, the battle is won

With all these things that I've done

All these things that I've done

If you can hold on

If you can hold on.”– The Killers “All the things that I’ve done”.


Warnings: Violence, explicit language, maybe some sex (but I’m not sure) – you know, the usual.


Timing: Post season 2 finale, in my very own Beauty of the Beast Prime timeline.


Rating: T to M (and possibly even MA).


Pairings: multiple.


Starring: Arcee, Racer (Arcee’s sire, OC), Dai Atlas, Proteus (mentioned).



Disclaimer: Transformers Prime © Hasbro. Story’s plot and OC’s © me. There may be some OC’s that aren’t mine – they belong to their respective creators.


Star.


Tell me if you got a problem

Tell me if it's in your way

Tell me if there's something bothering you

Tell me what should I say


You know I'd do almost anything

You know I'd change the world

You know I'd do almost anything

for my little girl


Tell me if you got a problem

Tell me now what's inside

Show me if you broke your heartstrings

You know you never need to hide


You know I'd do almost anything

You know I'd paint the sky

You know I'd do almost anything

For you're my guiding light


You are my star shining on me now,

A love from world's apart

I need for your

You are my shining star


Once upon a time a memory

Once upon a time girl

Once upon a time perfect life

Once upon a perfect world


You know I'd do almost anything

For you my guiding light

You know I'd do almost everything

To keep you in my life


You are my star shining on me now,

A love from world's apart

I need for your

You are my shining star(…) – Reamon “Star”1)


oOo


Iacon, before the war, reign of Sentinel Prime.


Iacon was beautiful city, shining, majestic and wealthy. Or at least wealthy on the upper side, no one really cared about the lowest levels, but every city has these and they serve as part of the urban ‘eco-system’.


Living in Iacon was that much easier that it was easy to keep to the upper side of the city than anywhere else. One had to work hard, but it was easier not to become a bottom feeder. In a city that was filled with various institutions, museums and government buildings that required a lot of employees it was easier to get job than in any of the others cities, safe for Kaon perhaps (but Kaon wasn’t as beautiful and it was almost entirely filled with bottom feeders).


Walking, riding or flying around Iacon one could spot all frame types and Cybertronians of all kinds. One could say that Iacon was not just a Torus-City, not a Capitol of the whole planet; it was a Metropolis, a cultural melting-pot of steel and chrome shining in the light of Cybertron’s two suns.


The centre of the city was Government Complex, seats of the Senate, Great Council and Prime. Right next to it was the Iacon Hall of Records and Iacon Academy of Science and Technology. It was surrounded by apartment complexes for the Senators, Councillors and all the high officials of any sort. Together they created magnificent skyline.


It was skyline that Racer saw from widow of his apartment in the Elite Guard apartment complex – an apartment estate for Elite Guards, Senate Guards and highest ranking military and police officers. It was a nice place to live, and more than decent neighbourhood.


The mech sighed, he wasn’t even Iaconian but he had better life here than he would have in his home, in Vos. Like all Vosians Racer was a flyer, tall, lean and elegant. He was mostly dark blue with metallic chips, what was not blue, was chrome or white. Like most Vosians he had red optics and clawed digits. He was one of the heaviest speeder frames, which gave him sturdy yet elegant look 2).


“Sire, sire!” A tiny voice woke him from his musing about how lucky he was to live in Iacon. “Look!”


Racer turned to his only Sparkling, Arcee, who just finished drawing something and was now showing him the painfully colourful image of group of other Sparklings. It was obviously Arcee’s class from school.


“Outstanding.” Racer smiled while ignoring the macabre choice of colours. “Is that your class?”


“Yes. Can’t you see? Here! That’s me!” A one tiny, slightly clawed digit pointed at small figure that held some resemblance to Arcee.


“Ah yes. You are so tiny here.” The mech squint his optics. The colours were more or less right… probably less. Arcee was in the right age to use all the most optics screwing tones one could fine in the palette. It would pass (if Primus was merciful).


“Umm… Sire?” Arcee glared at the table top with something akin to shyness. “We have this class project.”


“Yes?”


“Umm… We are to choose one of our parents and write a short essay about their work.” Arcee said in even smaller voice than usual. “But Carrier is not with us anymore and I can’t ask her, but I do not know if I can ask you.”


Racer felt speechless for a moment. His bonded passed away some time before, leaving him to take care of Arcee. Now Arcee was his most precious treasure, nothing on the whole Cybertron was more important.


He immediately knelt next to the troubled Sparkling and smiled. “Let me, see what I can do. Do you have details about this essay?”


Arcee nodded and gave him a sheet of thin, white plastic filled with details that the teacher printed for the pupils.


He took the note, and read it. “Let me call and ask my Commanding Officer.” He said as he stood up.


“What if he will say no?” Arcee asked with small pout of a worried child.


“Then I will ask your teacher to give you alternative subject.” Racer gently petted Arcee’s head. “But first I will ask.” He added and tapped his comm.link to speak with his C.O.


Everybody in the Elite Guard knew that Racer was a single Sire. He came to Iacon because he had duties to perform; it was when he met his Conjunx Endura. He fulfilled his duties and came back, they bonded and he stayed for good. Now all he had left was the single result of their union. Racer, being a Vosian, was as single-minded as a blow torch when it came to parenting, and his superiors knew that all too well.


oOo


The next day he received permission to bring his Sparkling under condition that he will notify his superiors earlier so they can prepare the pass.


Few moments later he was talking with one of the Senators, an old war hero and a fellow flyer named Dai Atlas, one of the most sober thinking mechs Racer knew.


“Of course they said yes.” The Senator chuckled. “If there’s one thing that the Senators won’t go against, it is to warm their image by showing around a Sparkling and proving that they do care about the newest generations.”


“You are Senator too.” Racer observed.


“Oh, yes, I know. It is perhaps cynical of me, but that’s just how it is. It’s politics.” Dai Atlas shrugged his wings. “But look at the bright side; at least I do admit it freely.”


“And somehow it doesn’t stop you from doing the exact same things as rest of them?”


“I wouldn’t say I do all the same things.” Dai Atlas smiled widely. “But politicians do politics. And smiling widely when I see a Sparkling is one of the more innocent deeds every politicians does.”


“You know, there are some sick and twisted people who smile at Sparklings without any innocence in their minds.” Racer pointed out.


“Yes, there are such creatures.” Dai Atlas pulled disgusted face. “But you know what I meant. I need to be at least a little cynical, rotten and willing to get dirty to be able to play the stinking political games. If only to make sure that the law punishes perverts of the kind you mentioned. You see in politics, no matter whatever you do and no matter how decent you are, you sink low to the same level as the rest of the glitches.”


“That’s bitter.”


“That’s also true.” Dai Atlas sighed with sadness. “You can’t deal with politics and stay perfectly clean. Look.” The Senator pointed out at a pavement few stores below. “That’s Shockwave, he stills try to be a white knight, but he’s losing the battle. Got to go, I promised him that we meet and talk about some projects.”


“Thank you for your time.”


“You’re a friend; I always have time for friends. And be sure to introduce me to your Sparkling.”


“I will.”


oOo


Finally one quartex 3) later the day came when Sparklings were to visit their parents at their job and describe it in an essay. Arcee was excited from the day before and was almost bouncing from walls and ceiling the entire morning.


The tiny Sparkling became an immediate sensation among other Elite Guardians as it usually when someone brings their child to the workplace. But soon after that everyone had to return to their duties, and so did Racer. He patrolled the air space with Arcee in his cockpit, then he patrolled the corridors and all the insides of the complex. It was when he met Dai Atlas, who immediately monopolised the Guardian.


“Ace, you promised to introduce us.” The Senator grinned seeing the tiny frame sitting in the Seeker’s shoulder.


“I know. I just haven’t had any occasion yet.” Racer shook his head. “Arcee, this is Senator Dai Atlas, he is a friend. Dai Atlas, this is my pride, Arcee.”


“Nice to meet you.” Dai Atlas reached to gently sake Arcee’s hand with his two digits. The Sparkling was tiny.


“Now you can write that you met a real Senator.” Racer winked to Dai Atlas, and the other mech chuckled knowing that it would me a sensation in the kid’s school. Not everyone could claim that.


“Come to my office, it’s awkward to gossip on a corridor.” Dai Atlas mentioned at Racer. “If anyone asks, I needed assistance.”


“With what? You’re larger than I am.” Racer asked but followed the Senator.


“Seeker Cant. Or something.” Dai Atlas shrugged his wings. “Who cares? If a senator wants to have a word with Guardian, no one questions his decision.”


Inside of the office Arcee was immediately sat on the desk and given tablet.


“Say, how do you like this place?” Dai Atlas asked.


“It’s pretty.” Arcee answered with natural honesty.


“Hmm, can you draw me the prettiest thing you saw?” Dai Atlas asked again and was answered with energetic nod after which Arcee focused on the tablet and nothing else.


“What do you need?” Racer asked. There was something in his Senator friend face that betrayed how serious the situation was.


“You know, I don’t ask you about it, I don’t even want to know, it is not my business. But You’re a Vosian and there are quite a lot of Decepticon supporters in Vos, so I do it just in case.” Dai Atlas started and glanced at Arcee who was extremely busy at the moment. “Or if you know any Decepticon supporter. It doesn’t really matter; I just want you to know, just for the sake of telling you that.”


“What is it? And for the record, I am not a Decepticon supporter, I don’t live in Vos, I’m only a Vosian by origin.”


“It’s Proteus’ Promise, you know, the D.R.A. 4)” Dai Atlas started to explain. “It legit, it was voted and it is real. But Proteus will try to sabotage it. I don’t know how, but he will try to play foul. I just wanted to tell you that. If you know any Decepticon, tell them to not register. Proteus will do everything so the quota won’t be met and then the already registered Decepticons may be in danger.”


“I get it. It’s a hot topic, but I am not a revolutionary. Maybe if I was younger and just by myself, but now it’s out of the question.” Racer shook his helm. “I would be risking too much.” He glanced at Arcee.


“That’s good to know. But I wouldn’t expect otherwise from you, Vosian coding is Vosian coding no matter what. You’d get yourself smelted for him.” Dai Atlas followed his friend’s stare.


“Her.” Racer corrected.


“Pardon me?”


“Arcee’s teacher told me lately, that Arcee prefers to be referred as ‘she’.” Racer explained. 5)


“So soon?” The Senator was surprised.


“She’s small for her age, but that’s because she’s a two wheeler like her carrier. On top of that femmes do develop their gender faster than mechs.” Racer shrugged. To him it was all but a detail. “If she wants to be referred to as a femme, then so be it.”


“In this age it doesn’t really makes a difference.” Dai Atlas smiled seeing that Arcee finished the drawing. “But if a ‘Young’ wants to be a ‘Lady’, then we have a young lady. And now, young lady, show me what you have drew.”


The drawing showed the Government Complex seen from flying perspective. It was optic hurting yellow and orange, with psychedelic blue skies and really large balcony with disproportional large, smiling Dai Atlas (painted in colours usually seen only by syk6) users of course).


“I know.” Racer giggled seeing slightly colour shocked friend. “I already got accustomed.”


“Magnificent.” Dai Atlas ignored his hurting optics. “Arcee, can I keep it?”


“Yes.” Arcee smiled widely with her extremely large blue and pink optics almost shining in delight.


“Splendid. I will print and keep it on my desk.” Dai Atlas promised. “I will be delighted to show it to all the others Senators.”


“Like Proteus?” Racer asked. He loved his Sparkling more than his own life, but he held no delusions: Arcee’s painting could temporary blind an unsuspecting victim.


“Especially Proteus.” Dai Atlas grinned and winked.


“He will be so jealous.” Racer did his best to not burst in laughter.


“Are you making fun of me?” Arcee asked furrowing her tiny optic brows.


“Of course no, Arcee.” Dai Atlas turned serious.


“I meant that he will be jealous because you drew a picture for Dai Atlas and not for him.” Racer gently took his Sparkling from the desk and cradling her in his arms.


“Okay.” Arcee accepted the explanation, but still looked a bit unconvinced.


oOo


The rest of the day passed quickly, and before Arcee knew, it was over. Back in home Arcee spent the rest of the day writing the essay.


Shortly after Arcee returned with a good grade and deep frown. A fellow pupil brought an essay about a day in astronomic observatory.


Racer only smiled and hugged his disappointed Sparkling.


oOo


Dai Atlas did print the drawing and put it on his desk. Next time Proteus came to his office complaining about some thing or another, he was introduced to Arcee’s masterpiece and had to pay a visit to an optometrist as a result.



Next: Cliffjumper and Jazz.



1) I think it is the best fitted song in this whole series of stories (Blast from the Past) because this story is about Arcee and her Sire (father), and the song is literally a song that Father sings to his Daughter. And, well, this is a story of a single father: I want to not only show story of Arcee’s origin but also that a Father is just as much a parent as a Mother is (which is important for Gender Equality: a Father has the same duties as a Mother, but he has the same rights as well). And yeah, Arcee is her dad’s little princess.


2) Imagine a mech like Starscream, but as massive as Dreadwing. Racer has the overall built of Starscream but without the high heels, with cockpit in the chest area instead of abdomen. One day I may draw him.


3) 1 Quartex = 1 Earth month (roughly).


4) The Decepticon Registration Act, so called “Proteus Promise” mentioned in MTMTE issues 9 “Shadowplay, part one: Post Hoc”, 10 “Shadowplay, part two: Patternism”, 11 “Shadowplay, part 3 “The Intimate Beheading.”


5) In The Beauty of the Beast Megatron explained that Cybertronians start as practically hermaphrodites and only decides of their sex as they grow up and form their gender, the final choice is made as they go through their final upgrade (they can choose to be a femme, mech or keep both options and become carrier mech), but it’s a process and it’s natural that different individual develop their gender in different pace.


6) Syk is a narcotic substance, a circuit booster, I imagine it work similar to LSD and makes you see all the bright and pretty colours, like green-ish red (and perhaps even amazing shapes, like square triangles).

Blast From The Past 8 by CzarnaArcher
Blast From The Past 8
All warning and disclaimers inside (this one is extra gory though).
Sorry for taking so long, I've been sick this last week and too weak to write for two days, but it's here now.
I also had problem, because the file was too large for Sta.sh Writer, so I had to upload it in PDF file (and cook up the quick preview image).
Don't forget to tell me how it went.

Previous: Blast from the Past, part 7Blast From The Past.
Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no
Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The gold-hearted boy I used to be
(…)
Over and in, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on.”– The Killers “All the things that I’ve done”.
Warnings: Violence, explicit language, maybe some sex (but I’m not sure) – you know, the usual.
Timing: Post season 2


Next: Blast from the past, part 9Blast From The Past.
Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no
Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The gold-hearted boy I used to be
(…)
Over and in, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on.”– The Killers “All the things that I’ve done”.
Warnings: Violence, explicit language, maybe some sex (but I’m not sure) – you know, the usual.
Timing: Post season 2
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Megatron and June 2 by CzarnaArcher
Megatron and June 2
A picture made for Hammrhead. Full, coloured version.
Previous picture:
Megatron and June by CzarnaArcher
Lineart of this picture:
Megatron and June2 lineart by CzarnaArcher

Thanks for favs (any favs).

Disclaimer: as stated on the picture itself.
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External Links

Archer Knows Best on Tumblr - My Tumblr account, WARNING: for adults only
Archer Knows Best on Twitter - My Twitter. WARNING: political contain, but not only.
Stargate Wraith Mania by WraithWorshipper
Craddle of Wraiths - Russian language
Boli.Blog - for adults only (PL)

Credits

Credits:
In my deviations I used or may use in the future following fonts (all of them I aqquired by CDs or internet pages).
- Abaddon by Ragnarok POB 140333 Austin TX 78714 (from internet),
- Angel by JuliaL (from internet),
- Anquietas by Joseph Spicer (from internet),
- AVP, Blade 2, Hannibal Lecter, Sleepy Hollow, by Jens R. Ziehn (from internet and CD),
- EanBwrP72Tt by Bear Rock Technologies Corp (from CD).,
- FightThis by Apostrofe (from internet, apostrofe@mail.com),
- Helldorado by Levi (from internet),
- InvisibleKiller by Paul Rein (from CD),
- Neverwinter by Neale Davidson (from CD),
- Predator by Jim Sorenson (from internet),
- Tfu Tfu by Meir Sadan (from internet, meir@sadan.com),
- LetterOMatic by Nate Piekos (from internet, piekosarts.com/blambotfonts),
- Gringo Nights by Jakob Fisher (from internet, www.pizzadude.dk),
- Stargate by Isis Font Foundry (from CD).
- Friday 13 by Thomas W. Otto, Norfok Inc. (for atavistic growls, from internet)

Fonts found on 1001freefonts.com:
- Various fonts by www.blambot.com
- Various fonts by www.pizzadude.dk
- Various fonts from Apostrophic Laboratories
- Various from Komika

Various fonts from: www.fontspace.com

Transformers font by P. A. Vannucci
www.alphabeType.it

Autobot and Decepticon fonts downloaded from Transformers Wiki.


I also use brushes, textures and other resources delivered by redaction of Practical Photoshop.

I wish to thank to all the authors: you made my work much esier and pleasant.

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xbastex Featured By Owner Oct 20, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you so much for the watch.
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CzarnaArcher Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
No prob.
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MonBa22 Featured By Owner Sep 27, 2014  Student Interface Designer
thanks
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LetaDarnell Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2014
Check this out crystalsetsuna.deviantart.com/…

It's any fandom, so I thought you might be interested
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CzarnaArcher Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks.
I'm not sure how good I am in drawing dresses. If I will have an idea for nice dress, then sure, why not?
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