the rhythm doctors

Existing transformers games:

-you punch and kill some things

Games fans want:

-gay robot dating sim

-collect rodimus stars through increasingly stupid and bizarre tasks

-incompetent robot doctor sim

-rhythm game ala kinnect star wars dance game but with giant robots

-undercover cybertronian is forced to work office job via holoform while also going on missons. Bonus if the player character is markedly bad at pretending to be human. Triple bonus if other office workers are also aliens of various species but the player must spy on them while pretending not to notice they’re aliens

-literally anything with lost light shenanigans

-two player game where you each play as components of a headmaster and have to coordinate your controller movements and maintain drift compatibility while fighting

-minicon guerilla warfare

-a game where you play as soundwave and your only goal is to adopt every smaller robot you come across

-a game in which you play as whirl and hes whirl and its gr8

-a game entirely dedicated to jet judo

-transformers dress up/doll maker

-optimus prime is the player character but except instead of fighting your only goal is to avoid ratchet as he tries to bring you in for a physical. Bonus if its a two player and the other person plays ratchet

-prowl flipping tables: the game

anonymous asked:

Killervibe 13 please! Love your writing btw :)

13. “You’re not okay.”

Cisco flinched and pulled away. “Your hands are so cold.”

“That’s the point.” Caitlin grabbed his arm and pressed her fingers against the wound. “Stop moving. I haven’t stopped the bleeding yet, and if you keep moving, you’re going to lose even more blood.”

He stared at his arm, fascinated and a little awed as ribbons of frost spiraled from Caitlin’s fingertips and across his skin. He’d gotten in an ugly tangle with a metahuman, but his real foe turned out to be the barbed wire fence behind them. Twenty minutes ago, his arm had been lacerated almost to the bone. He hadn’t gotten a good look at it- he tried once and almost passed out -but he had known from the frequency of Caitlin’s concerned tuts that it had been ugly. Now, it was still bleeding, but it was a much shallower cut. His skin was healing before his eyes.

“I’m sorry it’s taking so long,” Caitlin apologized. She tilted her head down and a clump of hair fell in front of her eyes. She dyed it constantly, but it always faded away within a couple of weeks. Currently, it was the lightest shade of strawberry blonde- in between her normal hair color and her frosty one. In addition to the dye jobs, she wore a lot of foundation and dark lipstick these days.

“Hey, it’s cool.” She shot him an exasperated glance through the curtain of her hair. He held a hand up. “No pun intended, I swear.”

“Sorry,” she said again, more quietly. She glanced down at the wound at his arm, scrutinizing it. “How does it feel?”


“Ha.” She pressed her fingers against the edge of the cut. “You have to tell me if it gets too cold. It would be pretty ironic if I caused nerve damage while I was trying to fix it.”

“It’s not too cold,” Cisco assured her. It felt kind of relaxing to have her cold fingers against his stinging, burning skin. If he laid down on that cot, he could almost fall asleep, but Caitlin would make him get right back up. “You have to admit, this is pretty sweet. The whole regenerative energy deal. It’s like you’re a time lord or something.”

“Or something.” Caitlin studied the wound. “I don’t think I could cut my own hand off and grow it back, though. That’s scientifically improbable.”

His heart pattered a little. “You remember that episode?”

“Of course,” she said primly. “I went evil, I’m not an amnesiac.”

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The Rhythm Doctors
Tell Dem She

The Rhythm Doctors - Tell Dem She

This was a pretty damned neat thing to stumble upon. I was kind of aware of the story of how the Aggrolites came to be; two Los Angeles reggae bands by the names of the Vessels and the Rhythm Doctors divided up and joined forces to for the backing band for a Derrick Morgan album. The album was recorded but was never released.. the guys liked playing with each other.. bip bop boopity.. blam! And the Aggrolites were born!

I was never aware that any of the proto-Aggrolites band had any recorded material out there, let alone in mp3 format. However the internet delivers, and lo and behold I found myself with the Rhythm Doctors’ only release, Reggae Injection, in my (figurative) hands. And it’s definitely not bad. It’s unbad. Hell, I’d go so far as to say that it’s


Ok well maybe it isn’t that good. It’s pretty damned good. And a nifty little piece of history.

The album is purely instrumental, except for some of the spoken word intros that some of the tracks have, like Dirty Reggae after it, and zillions of Jamaican tracks before it. Unlike the bulk of the Aggrolite’s body of work, this album moves around quite a bit in the realm of reggae. Not as extreme as moving from a skinhead track to a rocker’s one, but.. all I can really explain it as is that you can definitely hear the gears turning in Jesse Wagner’s 19 year old head. This is kind of the missing link in the Aggrolite’s genre of “dirty reggae,” which has kind of become the culmination reggae, ska, soul and funk music. The experimentation of mixing those genres can be heard in this album.

Anywho, the song I posted is by far my favorite on the track.. even though I really dug how the 1st track “Rhythm Doctor” quoted “Chameleon” by Herbie Hancock. The song is very Aggrolites, but you can hear how very different it is at the same time, especially in the bass and organ parts. Not coincidentally, the bass player Justin Kulekjian and the organ player Mark Quan didn’t make the transition over into the Aggrolites. Kulekjian’s style on this album varies from the standard skinhead bass lines that outline the triad/dominant/dominant + 9 chords, to a very swooping, almost Robbie Shakespeare style of playing that’s exhibited in this song. Quan’s style is way less percussive than Roger Rivas’ organ style that is the a significant feature of the Aggrolite’s overall sound.

As to where to get this album..? It’s on Amazon and the Android market place for like.. 8 bucks. Finding a cd or vinyl of this is hard because it is obviously way the FUCK outta print.. but if you wanted to spend the cash you could get it for under $50.

Enjoy :D