We find scraplets cute because we are wired to find anything with “baby-ish” proportions cute. I would like to think that the inverse is also true and that Cybertronians find babies nightmarish because they look like scraplets.
Like hanging human baby pictures around is enough to keep the more queasy-stomached Cybertronians away.
But on the flip side some of the bots are into them just like some humans love monstrous designs or horror movies.
TFP Bumblebee has a bit of a baby face, maybe he thinks he’s intimidating because of it?
He changes his appearance sometime before RiD2015 pretty significantly, maybe to make living on Cyberton among his kind again easier? I mean it’s not just a style change between shows, the whole form is different and his head and optics are less round.
No more baby face.
This is interesting but I don’t think the writers thought it through that much.
Whereas Starscream’s problem as a leader seems to mainly be his insecurity/that he doesn’t handle setbacks very well, Megatron’s issue is that, well, he seems to see himself as the character in a story.
And he gets upset when people do things that are are dramatically inappropriate. By which I’m primarily referring to how he’s apparently the only one who can kill Optimus Prime, even if letting disease/another Decepticon kill him off would remove the proverbial thorn in his side. It’s like the war stopped being about real people and became this melodramatic legend of the rivalry between a heroic ex-gladiator and the archivist-turned-warrior who betrayed him.
I mean, I think we’re all aware of this, but I’m mostly thinking of how this attitude screws over the Decepticons because they’re not supposed to do things that would make for an unsatisfying plot.
I agree, Megatron sees himself as the rugged, Spartacus-esque hero of humble beginnings who rose against an oppressive government, only to be tragically betrayed by his closest friend. Now, he carves an unstoppable path towards his goals of victory, conquest, and (as he himself states) god-hood… all the while failing to realize he’s become infinitely more twisted than anything he ever originally fought against.
Or, he’s developed an almost Deadpool like meta-awareness that he is in fact the bad-guy in a cartoon show aimed at boys 8-13; so of course he has to beat Optimus and fuck shit up in the most brutal way possible.
I am but a soldier, Megatron… And you, are but a prisoner of your own twisted delusions…
Furthermore, I don’t think this is accidental… I think TFP likes this level of narrative and archetype critique. There’s a lot of examples of characters operating under the assumption that they play a certain role, or can force themselves into a new role without fully understanding the consequences.
Destiny’s Child here wanted to be a great warrior of destiny, and ended up being a glorified treasure chest. He only experienced success when he stopped worrying about himself/his destiny, shut-up, and started working for the good of the team.
Silas wanted to discard his humanity “walk among Titans”, and ultimately got dissected like a needle through a bug…
And then there’s Optimus Prime himself; the humble librarian who rose to the occasion to become the Last of Primes…
The greatest, most powerful, most iconic and revered robot hero alive… but do you think that makes him happy and fulfilled? What good has the title of Prime ever brought Optimus?
So, I guess the moral at the end of the day is… being a cartoon character is suffering, and be yourself!
Optimus Prime: i regret being tasked the emotional burden of maintaining the final bastion of morality and Nice manners in this endless ocean of human SHIT
Ratchet: the wise man bowed his head solemnly and spoke: “theres actually zero difference between good & bad things. you imbecile. you fucking moron”
Bumblebee: 1st grade: Mastered. 2nd Grade: MAstered. 3rd Grade: Mastered. 4th Grade: Heres when they start trying to trick you 5th Grade:This ones hard
Arcee: strongest blade in the world, howeve,r it is so fragile as to shatter when handled by any force other than the delicate touch of a lesbian
Bulkhead: i fear my tropical fish no longer respect me after i accidetnally stumbled backwards & smushed my ass hole right up against their $3000 tank
Wheeljack: IF THE ZOO BANS ME FOR HOLLERING AT THE ANIMALS I WILL FACE GOD AND WALK BACKWARDS INTO HELL
Cliffjumper: priest plugs my coffin in at the end of the funeral. “MILLERTIME” lights up in neon on the side, desecrating my corpse & sending me to hell
Smokescreen: the doctor reveals my blood pressure is 420 over 69. I hoot and holler out of the building while a bunch of losers try to tell me that im dying
Ultra Magnus: Blocked. Blocked. Blocked. You are all blocked. None of you are free of sin
Jack: yes trolls. unlike you, i have a brain. its called a ” JOB ”
Raf: downloading shit loads of counterfeit papa john coupons through unsecure wifi net works
Miko: DAD: i just heard on t he news that teens are taking the “Kick My Ass” challenge. please dont do this ME: you have no power over me, old man
Jane Darby: startling how im the only person on this site with an actual human soul. you would think the other guys on here have one, but no
Fowler: i enjoy a bit of “Humour” every now and then, but people seriously need to stop tying me to a chair and injecting me with unknown substances
Megatron: my followeres, who all hate me, and wish to kick my ass, are nobodys, and they lack the combat training to injure me, because theyre infant
Stascream: I just looked up the stats and the number of meaningful relationships ive formed is less than the number of public restrooms ive Screamed in
Soundwave: im the guy who airbrushes the nipples out of pro wrestling ads. i make $85k a year. but i have a secret *removs shades to reveal nipple eyes
Knockout: I put years of hard work into getting my torture degree at torture college & now everyones like “oh tortures bad” , “its ineffective” fuck off
Breakdown: my grave is just a huge tv displaying videos of me doing parkour in hell and it makes all the other graves look like shit
Arachnid: i will tell you this right now: I’m from hell. Im highly fucked up. Ive been known to say rude things and watch the carnage unfold brutally
Shockwave: i have absolutely zero interest in friendship, i have absolutely zero interest in jokes, i am simply here to collect data and earn respect.
Predaking: please bring your rats to the new castle flea market so I may bless/heal them. ill be sitting in a lawn chair wearing a stolen priest outfit
Dreadwing: (the trolls watch in astonishment as the milk shake they threw at me flawlessly bounces off of my head wwith minimal pain and mess involved)
Unicron: *all horrors begotten by the desire of man flash before eyes* woha! this is awkward *the cries of millions suffering echo* Damn That’s Weird
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