Monday, March 29, 2010

Foxglove and Paragon -edit-

< edit > LOL just so you know, I never edited this...it is VERY ROUGH. And it needs very much to be edited, which I plan do later when I finish drawing a picture of one of the scenes in it ^___^ So, soon. I have some Art Trades on TLKFAA first, though..>.<....< /edit >

Mah OCs <3

Because I read the G1 dreamwave comics that I ordered, and I loved the door with the Autobot-Decepticon logo on it, so I had to make a char with it X3 So I made Paragon. Here is some useless info about her and a short thing I wrote about how Foxglove woke her from her stasis pod(although she probably would have woken up, anyway >____>).


For the short time Shockwave had the matrix, some of its life-giving power escaped and entered into a war scouting helicopter that was being kept in storage(seeing as the war was “over”), bringing her to life.

She found the door with the Autobot-Decepticon logo on it and immediately placed the emblem upon herself. She “felt it in her spark” that she should be wearing this mark.
When Shocky found out about her, he put her in a stasis containment cell because she was too dangerous.

Years later, right before Cybertron is at its Golden Age, she is awakened by an Autobot who stumbled upon her in her cell:


Foxglove backed slowly away from the advancing Decepticons, desperately looking for a way out. He took another step back and was suddenly falling. He felt as if he was suspended for a moment and then hit the ground with a crunch, feeling his shoulder crumple under the weight of his body. He lay there for what seemed like stellar cycles, slowly feeling himself slipping into automatic protection stasis, dreading hearing the sound of Decepticons following him.


When he came back to consciousness, he had no idea how much time had past or where he was. He struggled to his knees, gritting his teeth against the searing pain in his shoulder.

As soon as he started to move, motion sensory lights blinked on, bathing the room in a dim orange light. He struggled to his feet and looked around, gazing in shock at the room. There were five stasis containment cells, lined up against the walls, all were empty except for the one on the end, which had a vague shape Foxglove couldn’t make out. All of them bore a strange symbol that looked like it had the top half of an Autobot logo and the bottom half a Decepticon logo. On the opposite wall there were five control panels, each one directly across from a stasis pod. He moved to investigate the nearest panel, and a camera in the corner moved to watch his progress. He stared at it for a moment and continued on his way.

He studied the control panel, noting the strength control settings. There was a small un-lit light next to the words “in use.” He continued to look at it and noticed a keypad. He leaned in to get a better look and realized it was to enter the name of the ‘bot in stasis. He continued eagerly to the one on the end, noticing a blinking light coming from the control panel, but failing to notice a small red laser alarm. As he passed through it, an alarm went off for a few cycles and than a synthesized voice asked: “Identification: Autobot or Decepticon?” Foxglove paused, then answered “Autobot.” The voice responded, “Access granted. Please enter your name for the databanks.” He hesitated. “Foxglove.” The voice answered,
“Thank you. Identification complete. Alliance: Autobot. Name: Foxglove. Derived from: Earth dwelling foliage.”

Foxglove paused, waiting for it to continue. When it didn’t, he continued to inspect the control panel. The small blinking light was coming from next to the words: “Power failing.” He felt a sinking feeling in his processors and turned around slowly to face the stasis pod. He looks closer and was able to distinguish a robotic shape, but the fluid inside the stasis pod was thick and opaque. He jumped backwards as the figure moved slightly, and smashed against the control panel. He scrambled up, accidentally switching the strength control settings to low. The figure inside moved more now, searching sluggishly for a way out. Foxglove could only stare in horror as it gave up search and drew back its fist to punch the glass. Foxglove shrank back as the glass shattered and thick stasis pod fluid flooded onto the floor. The figure stepped from the pod and leaned down to inspect the shaking Foxglove. It pulled him up and slammed him into the wall, proclaiming, “I am PARAGON.”
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Flikkun, signing out ;D

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