day seven + day eight + day nine

Aviation Nation was yesterday (no pictures because I forgot my fucking cameras) and the day before that I was just really busy... So now I'm kaing up for two days and adding the third right on here. c:

DAY NINE: FAVORITE WRITER AND ILLLUSTRATOR OF TF COMICS.

Huh. This is one that I'm tempted to to as a joke and say Pat Lee because he's where all of the marshmallowformers jokes came from, but I'll answer seriously. I'm gonna say Guido Guidi for illustrator (he is responsible for the goddamn glorious picture above and living the fucking dream- found as a fanartist and then ends up doing serious work for the series he loves? Lucky dude...) and Derrick J. Wyatt, and for writer it's probably gonna be Marty Isenberg. Those two made TFA so fucking awesome. :D

DAY EIGHT: RUMBLE IS ___, FRENZY IS ___?

IT. VARIES. AND WHOEVER YOU VIEW AS THE BLUE ONE IS ACTUALLY PURPLE MOST OF THE TIME. JUST SAYIN'.

DAY SEVEN: FAVORITE QUOTE OR SAYING.

Why the fuck is this question even on here. TF has too many good quotes to count. (I'm not even gonna mention the can't deal with that right now / face taker stuff but I'm going to put my personal favorite stuff.)

"No—no—no—no. It was mine, all mine, and now—"
"Ours. How many times must I tell you, Starscream. There is no you. Only us."

—Probably the gayest thing Megs and Starscream have ever said.

"CRUMPLEZONE, HUMP THAT TANK!"

—YEPPERONI.

"The truth is, Tracks's armament is considerable. In the wink of an eye, he can erect his hardened launcher shafts and deploy two flaming incendiary missiles. These projectiles are heat-seeking, seeking out warm Decepticon bodies and striking hard in sensitive places. With his long and powerful "binding" black-beam gun, which negates light, he strikes his enemies in the darkness. Whether defending San Francisco or displaying his trademark moves in Dancitron, Tracks is one fantastically flamboyant fighter!"

—Or pretty much all of Tracks' article on TFWiki.

"Kill. Destroy. All we do is go from one planet to another, fighting, killing. And where has it gotten us? What have we got to show for it? We take some ground. The Decepticons take some ground. We suffer losses. They suffer losses. And for what? How many races have we put in danger? How many have we wiped out in our pursuit to kill some more? It was a disagreement! We fought to uphold a way of life. An ideal. And now what? Our planet is in ruins along with countless others. How many have died for our war, how many 'acceptable losses' have we allowed to gain a little more ground?! The was fighting for an ideal, fighting for a better way, and he broke. 'Streaker was a casualty of this war well before his death. If we don't uphold the sanctity of life, how are we any better than the Decepticons?"

—Sideswipe, shitstorm in AHM after Sunstreaker dies. ;__; The sad part is that it's so true.

— No quote needed because the picture already contains it. I think this was the part that I laughed at the most in ROTF.

I could post more but I don't feel like going through my files to find all the quotes I've saved. CAN I HAVE SOME OF THAT is related so I end with that. :3