construction debt

transformars  asked:

How are seeker trines made in tf: matrix?

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A Seeker Trine refers to a very common form of gestalt bonding* that’s generally found among fliers who are built for two primary purposes: speed and enhanced sensory awareness- Seekers!** Now with a bunch of history that nobody asked for but I felt needed to be included anyways.

*Gestalt Bonding differs from other kinds of spark-bonding in that members of a gestalt can typically trade overt information or communicate via their bond.

** “Seekers” refers to a range of different frames, but they all tend to share a fairly standard appearance and selection of altmodes and also meet the above criteria. Seekers tended to be incredibly plentiful because for one- they tend to be very useful and relatively power-efficient for fliers, and for two- because Vosnian cold-construction facilities put out seekers like a McDonalds puts out french fries.

That being said, Seeker Trines are initially a cultural aspect. It was considered standard (for lots of historical/cultural reasons, including the fact that 3 is a particularly fortunate number among Cybertronians) particularly in flier-heavy societies to form three-part relationships, both professional and otherwise, and that carried over into military tactics- units were generally grouped into threes. This provides stability and also makes for a nice triangle shape when flying. Very aesthetic.

Earlier in Cybertronian history, Seeker Trines generally weren’t gestalt bonded, but might be amica or conjux who fought together, however gestalt bonding in combat kept proving advantageous- this meant that a unit could trade information instantly and be aware of one another on a spark-deep level, making for uniform behavior and tactics.

Once mass-production became the name of the game, the prospect of creating artificial gestalt bonds with cold sparks opened up a whole new array of possibilities, and it became standard for military seeker units to come pre-bonded and in a convenient package deal. The newely-created constructed sparks are kept in close, continued contact immediately after creation, before they have settled, thus bonding together prior to being placed in prefab shells.

The major seeker trine in TF:Matrix; Starscream, Thundercracker, and Skywarp, is created this way. They have been linked together since moments after creation, and it would take incredible effort upon all their parts to break that link prior to their deaths. They’re pretty much stuck together, even when they don’t like it.

Other forms of gestalt units are created this way, or even made by splicing a single cold spark into multiple sparks, and naturally-forming gestalts do occur (as well as artificially converting mature sparks to part of a gestalt) but the sheer amount of cold-constructed gestalt units, Seeker Trines included, overwhelmed any of these. Trines are some of the most notable, however, as three individuals allows for enough balance that losing one member will not disrupt the function of the other two (as opposed to a two-mechanism gestalt, where losing one tends to render the other incapacitated at best) and it’s also a small enough amount of individuals that they don’t get distracted by their own gestalt, allowing them to stay present in the moment.

For reasons not entirely known, cold-constructed Seeker Trines tend to have particularly strong bonding, possibly an effect of Vosnian construction tactics/pre-programming or mandatory training, and thus they were one of the most commonly purchased form of military cold-constructed through most of Cybertron’s latter history! Seeker trines were everywhere. If they were lucky enough, they paid off their “construction debt” after a time and were free to pursue non-military aspects, but this was particularly rare and it was, unfortunately, in many territories of Cybertron entirely legal to maintain a military contract over them for the duration of their entire functioning.

Starscream, Thundercracker, and Skywarp are an excellent example of how a Trine can function at near-peak efficiency. Despite their differences, their frequent squabbling is more performative than anything else, and their way of relieving stress with each other. In combat, all three tend to operate in unison, processing information between the three of them. Starscream is ultimately analytical in abstract, while Skywarp is action-based, and Thundercracker tends more towards caution and planning. Between the three of them, they can quickly figure out the most efficient way to get a job done.

(It should be noted that, though, as far as Seeker Trines go, they were expensive custom models. Part of a run that was being used to test the capability of creating cold-constructed Outliers - individuals with unusual abilities; IE Skywarp’s ability to transwarp/teleport over distances, Thundercrackers sonic stunning ability, and Starscream…well, we can cover that later.)

For the eyes of Black people

They want everything. They want your hair. They want your lips. they want your dick your labia your womb. They want our culture.they want our music . They want our attention and our obedience. They want everything that is you and more. BUT IT IS US WHO THEY OWE.

They want your life.they want your labour. They want your compliance. And They want your silence. I have travelled and I have seen. All my life I have seen mountains of Nepal tall,I have seen oceans, I have seen screens and dirt, I have seen love and hurt. I have seen success and failure.i have seen the colonizer and the colonies.but most importantly I have seen people. Our people. My people. Black people. I have seen one thing .

In all and everywhere….. I go …..darker people suffer the most. Everywhere I have been African people have suffered, Sarcrificed, and suffered, given , and striven , contrived ourselves and survived. But everywhere no matter where despite we fight to survive.despite
we fight for our lives.

Since the beginning of our existences.our existance, that of the Negro…….the Negus race… Is the prequel, the origine , the blueprint, the eve of the human species. Africa has given the world everything , Africans have given the world everything. AFRICANS HAVE GIVEN THE WHITE MAN EVERYTHING.

WE GAVE THEM THE fucking BLUEPRINT

We gave them life, we gave them civilization, writting,philosophy,geometry. And they left.

Every single one of the other populations, every single one of the other races left. They found new homes outside our garden home and when they did they booked out alone. took out alone. They took out a loan.

When they left ……we…..the ancestors …..carried on. They/we listen to the mother lands whisper. They listened to the universes motherly love and stayed.

We built empires, art , culture, and monuments to the gods so mathematically sound that they understand them now about as much as they did then.the Negus race studied the language of the universe and and brought from it love from within.

Every blueprint has its hater. As the original we have always been imitated. Copied while labeled the original sin they hate us for theire crime…. the crime they all internalised within . A starting sin internalised deep within. A sin of guilt. Guilt of unpayed debt . Guilt of owed blood. Guilt of gold blood given….. Guilt of old blood taken.

For we have not simply given but they have taken… they have taken our homeland. They cut it into cake.all staked on theire plates.they took our books. Our theories. Our knowledge. Our power.

Our culture they wear like the hide of a victim a killer has skinned .

They claimed that the universe had been given to them.that the the universe had given the world to them . In the palm of the white man’s hand they pointed to us and told us we owed them gold.at gun poiny they told us to get down or lay down.

To pay theire constructed debt they stole our people.they stole our life.they stole our labour . they stole our resouces they. Stole our skin of gold our blood of crimson they stole our gift. The gift… the gift from our universal creator .

With our people and there whipe we made them rich in theire own minds and ours.they took our resources our labour.our freedom.our lives .

they fead our children to crocodiles or leave them in the streets dead lying for the officer who left them theire. while they took our milk to feed theire baby’s precious porcelain babies.to dirty to touch but never to eat from, TO DIRTY TO DRINK,NEAR BUT NEVER FROM .from inphancy the white race feeds of the pain of white strife having aleready set up credit they foster interest. Interest in more.

they took our hands and our rubber .they took your language and your lover.they take our weak and our Ill just as they steal tge work of our strong of body and will.They took your beauty and turned it into a threat.they took your blueprint. Our blueprint.the blueprint. And wrote it into a debt.a coerced contract Signed in crimson gold ink.

They came back owing a debt,look And point at theire palms to to tell us they want gold.

I am tired of handing out gold while my people beg for rights. I am tired of handing out gold while they put my people in cages. I am tired of handing out gold while they lie about the history of all ages. I am tired of handing out gold as they state and eat my cake. i am tired of handing out gold on the land of my ancestors to the sons of the murderous theif who left only to come back to steal more.

Where ever I have been and I have seen.I have seen one thing. And that is the mass exploitation,dismembering, oppression, domination, and animation if the Negro….the Negus race.. and all it does is leave a foul taste in mouth. It is the taste His story, nor history. The taste of miseducation. The taste of bigoted hate. The taste of always knowing the folinezers language but having to learn my own. The taste of humiliation. The taste of unpaid debt.

This is why today I say no more.to them One drop of Negus blood is one drop to much. But to us it is the only single drop that will ever be enough. For theire is strength in number. And theire is power in orgsnization.

Theire organization stole us to build them theire nation. Our organization build our own. Under the red black and green. The Negus people will once again be the original kings of no equal.the prequel the sequel written in gold highlighted and bold. But it I’d up to US to build our system .

It is up to us to listen.for gold is bright.but the universe speakes in soft motherly whispered earth tones,lives the courage to fight for what is right.and rewards the will to build …..your own..our one ….one shinning bright light.