I want to say a small something before I describe this. Fuck you, DA. >.< Do you guys KNOW how many times ive been trying to upload my art now? TWO DAYS. *twitches*

Now that ive said my piece, I feel better. ^.^

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Been sketching Transformer stuff like mad since I went and saw the movie in theatres twice, gonna go see it a third time as soon as I can too. Im a proud geek.

But, this goes a long with a fanfiction in the making, gotta tweak a few things here n there in the fanfic, though.

This is Jazz, an autobot speaking to autobot NightTracker about what being an autobot is all about, since she really dosnt like protecting humans, she's kindve a rebel in their base. ^^

Here is a snippit of the fic, if any of you are interested. AND, if you want to read the entire thing once im done tweaking, comment saying so! ^^

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...He came over to lean up against a large piece of the hull that was now just a smoking mass and placed a hand on her shoulder. The wolf-bot growled, but looked up to him.

"We help them not because it is a duty, 'Tracker," he had begun gently, unlike himself seeing the queationg glance within the autobot's optics. "We help them because it is a responsibility we took on. And because they are so willing to learn and overcome. They are not unlike us, and they are in danger." He gave her shoulder a pat, and smiled. "They are like wolves in the midst of closed walls." He rose, and silently walked back to where everyone was gathered.

NightTracker sat there a moment, then turned back to the chaos that was in the middle of the once secluded forest, once peaceful, full of life, now suffocating with smoke and debris, and the panicked cries of trapped humans.

It was then, staring into the tragedy, that my crystalline mind was truly born...

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Will get to coloring this eventually, im to scared ill ruin it.

Jazz © His creators/Hasbro whatnot
NightTracker & Artwork © Rachel "NightTracker" Postlewaite 2007