Fear.
That’s all that rushed through his person as he pushed past doors and people, muttering apologies in his native tongue as he launched himself around corners and down hallways.
Fear.
He could barely breathe. He couldn’t speak clearly, rambling under his tongue in cut off words and phrases. He made no sense.
Fear.
What was left of his human parts were coiled tightly, precise, not missing a single beat against the metal floor of the Overwatch base. Metal feet colliding against the hard metal floors like a rabid symphony, scratches and cracking and squeaking and scuffing. It truly bled the ears.
Fear.
He knew no longer of the monk’s words. The painful trials of learning patience and long grueling time of relearning how to feel again were thrown out the window.
Fear.
The heat coming off of his face blinded him, steaming up the faceplates covering his face. His face was red under the metal coverings. Wet too, from salty tears and dribbles of snot like he were some scared little child again.
Fear.
Fear of losing you.
But his older brother followed. The older Shimada matched his younger’s speed once he took off from his place in one of the training rooms towards the medical bay. Upon turning the corner towards the sterile door, Hanzo had snatched at Genji’s shoulders, yanking him back. Folding the arms at the elbows, Hanzo grabbed Genji’s wrists and pressed him against the wall.
Both panting, Hanzo glared at his younger brother.
Footsteps could be heard follow, the jingle of spurs had followed, along with the calm calls of Genji’s master.
“You need to calm down,” Hanzo scolded. “What good will you running amuck do for them? In the state that they are in? You could distract them! They could slip up! They could die!”
“Let me go, anija!” Genji spat, attempting to yank himself away from the older Shimada. “I need to see them!”
Instead, he only grunted as Hanzo pressed him closer to the wall.
“Not until you calm down.”
Cole and Zenyatta had rounded the corner, the cowboy out of breath and grasping at his knees, panting like a wild dog. Zenyatta tilted his head towards his student before humming softly.
Hanzo and Cole alike were both shocked to see the omnic suddenly stand on two feet. In their time of knowing Zenyatta at the base, the omnic always seemed to defy the laws of gravity and float everywhere in a lotus position.
“Let go of his wrists, Hanzo,” he calmly advised, placing his metal hand on top of Genji’s tense shoulder. The older brother hesitated before sighing, releasing Genji’s wrists. “He is right, Genji. You cannot panic now for their safety and health. Miss Ziegler and the other medics are doing what they can to help them.”
Just as Genji opened his mouth, the door opened. Ana Amari stepped out, adjusting her eyepatch as a tear slipped from under the black cover. She was shocked to see the four outside, but eyed Genji the most. Her eyes softened before she sighed.
“Ana?” Cassidy whispered.
“They’ve lost a lot of blood. Angela is doing what she can to save them,” she mumbled. She stepped away from the door. “You can sit in the viewer if you need to, but… I wouldn’t stay long.”
Upon hearing those words, Genji rushed inside only to stop dead in his tracks at the window. One way, bright, crowded. A small screen sat in the corner, a view from above looking down on…
Genji felt Cole’s hand on his shoulder, but paid no mind to it as he watched your face.
Stitches across your face, bruised, bloody still and bandaged to all hell. You had caught in an explosion in Dorado, Los Muertos’ doing. You were in a small building when it had happened.
If you were right outside…
Genji didn’t even want to think about what would’ve happened.
He could already see some equipment that took him back to when he was initiated into Blackwatch. Cybernetics.
You had lost a body part… Maybe more. He remembered how devastating it was for him to lose both of his legs and a whole forearm.
“Genj…” Cassidy murmured, “they’ll be alright.”
He could only imagine how terrified you were, how much you were screaming and crying from the agony. Reinhardt had told him you were strong though, even as he and Morrison dug through the wreckage to find you. He saw how the old German warrior was saddened that even he couldn’t stop this from happening.
He felt like he would vomit right there.
Cole and Hanzo stepped outside after Zenyatta waved them off. The two were left in near silence. They could only hear your faint heartbeat fluttering every now and then.
“I know that this is a hard time for you, Genji,” Zenyatta hummed. He placed a hand on Genji’s shoulder and watched the screen with his student. Precise fingers worked on your body, tools were passed and needles dug in and out of your skin, sealing it closed as other needles numbed your body. “I know that you are suffering, that time is cruel to you as to us all during this tragedy. But know that even as time may take away what we love the most and how it may bring pain and agony, know that time will also heal all wounds and time will allow you both to grow. But sadly, all we can do now is wait.”
Genji said nothing, only letting his shoulders slouch. He was defeated. There was nothing the ninja could do now but wait just as his master had said.
“How about we meditate on this and we can discuss how we can help them after they wake up? Perhaps brightening up your shared quarters with some flowers?”
Genji looked to his master before smiling. Zenyatta, all the wiser, knew despite the faceplates blocking his view, that his student would do so at the drop of a pin.
And so the two sat in the viewing room, listening to your heartbeat slowly growing stronger.
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summary; fluff & care with boyfriend, River Ward. enjoy chooms ♥ warnings; mild cursing
Setting; V’s apartment • been dating for a bit
Time; Early morning • some time in the middle of the game
Waking up my head was pounding I could feel the pulses rattling my skull. Groaning I set up and held my head running my hands through my hair hoping to ease the tension. I was lucky Johnny wasn’t adding to my headache with his rambles at the moment, but right now I just wanted the pain to go away.
“ Babe, here.”
Lifting my head slowly I felt relief wash over me as soon as I heard River’s voice. Holding a glass of water for me and a small bottle of painkillers was my overly sweet detective. “You always know exactly what I need, thanks River. ” Grabbing the pills I popped them in my mouth and then reached for the glass of water and eagerly started gulping it down.
“ V, take it easy. Remember last time. ”
I started drinking the water slower not saying a word and giving River a soft glare as I finished up the glass. Placing the glass down on the side table I then leaned back into the bed.
“ You are such a worrier. Just cause I threw up last time doesn’t mean anything. I’m fine. ”
I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful or for my voice to have a slight edge to it, but lately with having to deal with all the chaos piling up in my life…..on top of dying… I noticed I got irritated more easily and even grew bitter at times. Still, I wish I didn’t take it out on River of all people, but he often was the one who took the brunt of it. He was the one who spent the most time with me besides a certain rockerboy in my head.
I suddenly felt guilt wash over me and I gripped the bedsheets tightly in frustration.
“Look I’m sorry baby. I didn’t mean to sound like a bitch I just -”
“Stop.”
The bed dipped from River’s weight as he sat on the edge closest to me and leaned forward to cup my face and softly brush his thumb across my cheek.
“ You don’t need to explain anything I know you and I know you are dealing with a lot. I understand, so let me be here for you, okay? ”
He gave me that beautiful warm smile of his as he cradled my face and I couldn’t help, but smile back and press my hand against his.
“ Okay, Officer. ”
River let out a low playful chuckle as he leaned forward more pulling me into a gentle loving kiss. I gave a happy hum as I melted at the touch and slowly started to wrap my arms around River’s neck forcing him to climb into the bed fully and press his weight down onto me. His hands started to massage up and down my waist tugging me firmly against his body spreading his warmth throughout me.
My life right now no matter how hard things get or painful least I have this here with him.
My own little haven.
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barely any fics for this sweet boy so decided to make this. hope you like it. plan to write more for him and several other characters so look out for those.
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The words of K-Lin’s possessed Ghost echoed through her mind. “In the Light, there is only weakness. In the Light, there is only failure. In the Light, there is only death.” Their words felt like an icy fist closing around her mind and squeezing. The mentioning of Cayde, the fact that they implied that the Light had abandoned him, had left him for dead, boiled her blood. When the darkness took a form, one that looked like her, K-Lin was unable to move, unable to punch that sick creature in the face, unable to stop the Darkness from reaching into her mind and shake her world.
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though I have to say goodbye,
Remember me,
Don’t let it make you cry.
— ♠️ —
A feeling washed over your form, it was a feeling of dread and you could felt something was wrong. You leaned on the kitchen counter, clutching your chest. You hate this feeling. Your Ghost was sleeping peacefully on their nest, probably next to the baby.
A baby cooed in the crib, somehow giving you strength to walk over to the crib. “Oh Ace.” He had his father’s looks, probably taking the credit with the eyes, except the hair and body. You reach down, placing your hand on his plump cheeks. His eyes — it has that same sparkle as Cayde — gaze at you with wonder.
As for your gaze, small droplets of water landed on Ace’s cheek. You were crying. This couldn’t get any worse as you pick up the baby, giving soft kisses to his cheek and forehead. Ghost had felt the change of your emotions. They woke up from their nap and floats towards you, brushing their shell to your other cheek.
This was not the end of it as you went to the meeting room. Zavala had summoned you and only you. Walking to the meeting room, you noticed that the Hunters weren’t acting like themselves. The Titans and Warlocks in their Fireteam or Clans were talking to them. If something has happened to the Hunters then something has happened to Cayde. Few Guardians takes a few glance to you, knowing who you are.
Ikora was there and Saladin too. This can’t be good.
Taking a deep breath, you push the door open with both hands and the sight immediately brought you to your knees.
“No, no, no, no.” But you didn’t fell to your knees, instead you rush over to your husband. The Guardian who went with him, they were silent, their head was down.
The tears came back. “Hey, wake up, Caydie…. please?” You said, cradling his face. The faceplates were in pieces, his optics. They were not light up and have the spark. It was dark. “Please, please don’t do this.”
A hand was placed on your hand. “It’s real, hun.” Amanda was here. “Guardian did their duty but Cayde… he did his best. Like every Guardian did. He will not be forgotten.”
“Yes, he will be remembered. A memorial should be build.” You let out a shaky sigh, making yourself to smile that wept. “It was all he ever wanted, a big statue of him.”
Zavala, Ikora and Saladin shared a look. The tradition must go on. Amanda rubbed your back, giving her shoulder for you. She knows what the trio are thinking. “Tradition is tradition.”
“I know. I’ll be the Hunter Vanguard.” Your Ghost appeared and went to his Ghost, looking at the bits of pieces of him. “Can’t run away from that, eh?”
“I’ll remember you.” You leaned over to his mouth plates, gave him a kiss. It will be the last kiss that you will remember from him. For him, it was at the Hangar, asking a good luck kiss from you.
— ♠️ —
For even if I’m far away, I hold you in my heart
I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart
— ♠️ —
The funeral wasn’t everyone favourite even to go to, but it was a must since they lost another Guardian. Some say a friend, a mentor, an annoyance but to you, he was your lover, your husband and your heart.
You had taken the mantle, his outfit has changed from the one you had seen. It was without the hood and you wonder, if Andal was there. He wouldn’t be lonely. He has Guardians and the people up there, accompanying him, paying his debts. Your Ghost wasn’t sure on what shell to wear but they use their old shell. The shell you had met him.
Ace was sleeping in the stroller. He had a little plushie of the gun that Cayde always use. Colonel was there, standing next to you, she was wearing the cloak that he gave her from the Dawning.
The Hunters had their own way of giving their respect to him. Zavala and Ikora had their own speech about him. You didn’t want to.
You decided to unleash your Super; the Gunslinger and use the Golden gun, using the bullets to remember him. A few Gunslingers, Dawnblades and Sunbreakers join in. Soon, every Guardian use their Supers to give the end a memory for Cayde.
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Remember me, for I will soon be gone
Remember me, and let the love we have live on
And know that I’m with you the only way that I can be
So, until you’re in my arms again
Remember me
— ♠️ —
Walking down to the Hangar with Ace following you, the Guardians greeted you with a nod. The new ones; the Kinderguardians gave you a small wave. Ace waved back.
Thanks to the Guardian and Amanda’s help, Cayde’s ship, the Queen of Hearts was done. Ace was excited about seeing the ship that his father piloted. You have told him all about Cayde, even asking Zavala or Ikora to join in.
The young boy had that mischievous within him and you know where he got it.
“Where are we going, mom?”
“To visit dad and tell him our day.”
“Oh! Can it be a picnic? I have so many things to tell him!”
“Sure thing.” My Prince of Hearts.
This wasn't a request, just something I came up with on my own to start things off. :) --- You stand from afar outside of the base, watching him. Clouds covered the sky, and snow fell from above; lightly at first, then gradually more intense. It was the first snowfall of the year, and if it kept up, it might stick. For Genji, this was his first time experiencing snow in this body. He was wearing nothing but a black hoodie over his cybernetics. This wasn't an issue for him, he normally didn't wear any clothing at all. He didn't perceive heat and cold in the same way anymore. He stretched both of his arms out and flexed his hands gingerly. In his left still flesh arm; he felt what he expected. Cold particles brushing against it and turning to water on impact, a growing feeling of numbness the longer he stood there. In his right cybernetic arm however, he only felt a muted sensation. The sensors in his arm were telling his brain that something was making contact with it, but he didn't have the same sensations of wet and numbness that his left did. He kneels down and sticks his whole right hand into the layer of snow forming at the ground and keeps it there. It is only after he doesn't pull it back out again after several minutes that you finally decide to approach Genji. "How long are you going to do that for?" you ask. He finally gets up and turns to face you. He isn't surprised by your question, he knew you were watching him the entire time. "Until I feel what I should be feeling." came the matter of fact reply. "Does it help?" you ask as he flexes his cybernetic hand several more times. He scoffs, and then suddenly grabs both of your hands and takes them into his own. You flinch and recoil from the sensation, the feeling of cold is overwhelming. Just how long had he been out here for before you found him?
He rolls his eyes, as if you had just asked a question with an obvious answer. "No, it doesn't. If I was normal, I would react as you did. But I don't feel things the same way you do anymore. I don't even feel your hands on mine the same way." You look down, unsure of what to say. Genji continues. "But that's the point isn't it? I'm not meant to feel. I was rebuilt to be a weapon. The less I feel, the easier it is to do my job." "Don't... don't talk about yourself like that, please..." you beg. It wasn't the first time he had spoken of himself like that. Every time he did, you hated it. Hated how he dehumanized himself like that. "It's the truth, and every day proves that more and more." he responds coldly. He turns and begins walking away. You stand there for a moment, then chase after him and wrap your arms around him, placing your head against the back of his faceplate. The cold metal sends chills down your spine, but you hold firm. "What're you doing?!" he demanded, but didn't move to break away. You move your right arm up and begin to stroke his hair. "Can you feel that?" you ask. "... Mostly." "And how does it make you feel?" "Embarrassed." You move your left hand over his chest, attempting to feel his heartbeat. You find it. A steady rhythm that grows faster the longer you keep your hand there. "Weapons don't have hearts, Genji. They don't have emotions. You do. That's how I know you're still human inside. That's how you know you're still human." There's a silence between you two. You move your right hand back down and place it over your left, so that both hands are now over his heart area. After a while, Genji raises his left human hand puts it on top of yours. "I feel lost." he begins; "On missions, it's easy, my anger focuses me on the task at hand. But afterwards, in the quiet, I feel like I lose a part of myself every time. Like there's nothing else." You say nothing.
He turns to face you. For the first time that day, you get a good look at his eyes. Normally Genji looked angry all the time. The red tends to do that. But when you're this close, you see something more. Pain. "Some days you're the only thing that reminds me I'm still human." he finishes. "I'll be there to remind you every day if you want me to. You're as human as I am; as anybody else here is. There's more to you than killing. You just have to find it again." That kind of just came out. You felt unsure whether that was what he needed to hear, but you notice the muscles in his face relax. "Thank you." he says quietly. You respond with a smile, but you're unable to hold it for long. The biting wind causes your teeth to start chattering. You look away, and then turn back when you hear a slight chuckle. "Did you just laugh at me?" you ask playfully. "Perhaps." he responds in kind. Your face drops into a slight pout.
"Come, let's get back inside, you must be freezing." he continues. He offers you his human arm, which you take, and he gently leads you back towards warmth. There will be other bad days, you're sure of that. But for today, you feel like you legitimately made a difference to Genji. And he's grateful for it.
First of all, sorry for being dead. Just so you know, I didn’t decide stop writing or anything like that, lately my motivation was shit even tho I had some idea what I should write about. And last two week been pretty stressful for me. Changing the subject, I’m adding Overwatch to my masterlist. Don’t be surprised if now it’s gonna be more ow than marvel, cuz I’m playing this game a lot and I’ obsessed with Genji and I main him even tho I’m still learning how to play him. (Just like Brigitte says “Practice makes perfect”) I hope you’re going to enjoy after not getting anything from me! ^^’ 💖💖💖
✧ Genji is a romantic guy, you should definitely expect him to give you gifts for no occasion or taking you out for dates
✧ He’s very cuddly, so on day when both you don’t have to go to work, he won’t let you leave bed too early
✧ Kitchen is his place, he loves to cook and he’s absolute master at it! Got any requests? Just get him the ingredients he needs and he’ll make you your favorite dish!
✧ Of course Genji enjoys cooking with you, byt he still prefers do it on his own
✧ And after preparing a meal, romantic dinner is a must! Especially when you’re coming back from work and tired, dinner made by boyfriend is the thing you need
✧ Very important thing - Genji will not let you touch his weapons. Not because he doesn’t like them being touched, (of course he hates when strangers try to touch them) but he’s just afraid you would hurt yourself, na matter if you know how to use weapons or not
✧ Get ready for listening for a lot stories. About his youth, Overwatch, Blackwatch, travels and everything before he met you. He just really wants you to know him fully, because he doesn’t want to hide who he was then and who he is now
✧ He won’t admit it, but he absolutely loves when you kiss his visor. You’ll always get a giggle from him for doing so
✧ Sometimes he has bad days, because of everything that happened to him and all he needs is you, so hug him, tell him you love him and be with him when he needs you to
✧ Of course, he will be with you whenever need him. He’s also willing to leave alone if you tell him to, Genji won’t pressure anything. He knows that if want to talk about something, you’ll come to him
✧ After spending a lot of time with his master, Zenyatta, Genji learned how important is communication. He does his best to show you how necessary it is to talk. Trust me, talking with him about your relationship or just in general will make your relationship great
✧ If you ever wanted to have some late night conversations, Genji’s perfect for it. He’s not getting tired easily, because he’s cyborg and he just absolutely spending night like this
✧ Does Genji ever get jealous? Of course. He’s completely aware that you won’t cheat on him, but the way some people look at you or flirt with you, just make him wanna send them a death glare and take you away from them
✧ He’s an amazing kisser! Genji has a lot of experience when it comes to kissing, so you won’t be disappointed. If you never kissed anyone before, he has no problem with teaching you how to do it
✧ Even though Genji is very good at kissing, his kisses can feel a little rough, because has a few scars across his lips
✧ He has some scars across his face and his body and he just loves when kiss them, because it really makes him feel loved, accepted and safe, especially after everything that happened to him
✧ You’re one of not many people who are allowed to see him without his visor, because he feels safe enough to show his face to you
✧ Sometimes when Genji wants to intimate with you (not just sex) he would take off some of his armor so you can touch his skin. It’s great for cuddles! But don’t tell anyone, it’s a secret
✧ Going shopping with him is kinda fun, kinda not. He sometimes acts like a parent. Example - “We don’t need more sweets, koibito. We got them at home."
✧ Breakfast in bed? Oh absolutely!
✧ Of course with Genji coming to your live, his dragon Soba comes with him. She’s just as cute as her owner, but she really like to cause trouble and destroy cups, so keep them away from her
✧ Genji is a very supportive lover! He’ll support no matter what, unless your decision are harmful or illegal
✧ If you have any problems with anxiety, depression and stuff like that, he will go to therapist with you. (unless you don’t want him to, he’ll respect your decision) He’ll also try to help the way Zenyatta helped him, so for example he’ll ask you to meditate with him
✧ Talking about meditation - Genji meditates at least once a day. He doesn’t mind you joining, but he preferres when it’s quiet when his meditating
✧ Did I mention that Genji is a gentleman? No matter what gender you are, he’ll be a total gentleman
✧ He’s very gentle with you. Genji is sometimes afraid that he might hurt you, because he’s a cyborg. It never happened, but he’s still afraid
✧ If you ever want to dye your hair, Genji is ready to help with it! When he was younger, he dyed his hair a lot and it was mostly bright colors, so you can say he’s an expert. Just make sure to secure most of his armor, cuz dye is not going to leave quickly
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Silver is super emotional. there's a Sonic Channel profile that says Silver deals with things too head-on because of the strength of his feelings or tends to take everything on himself while Sonic is calm and cool. he punches things when he’s frustrated and the Olympic Games are full of emotional outbursts from him in regular ass situations he has no chill
Gran bella cosa la linea Studio Series, filogica nel riproporre tutti i vari personaggi visti nei 6 lungometraggi usciti al cinema, ed utilissima sopratutto per recuperare quei personaggi minori mai o non adeguatamente rappresentati nelle linee di giocattoli del periodo, certo… ma terribilmente ridondante, invece, per quelli invece che già ai tempi avevano ricevuto la loro bella dose di sovraesposizione sugli scaffali.
E’ il caso, primo fra tutti, di OPTIMUS PRIME, giustamente uscito nella primissima wave Voyager, ma almeno questo aveva uno stampo nuovo, laddove invece Bumblebee riciclava parte del mold del suo omonimo Last Knight, per non dire di Ratchet ripreso di peso dal Deluxe di Dark of the Moon… Ma per il buon Optimus targato SS 05 la “fregatura” è arrivata in ritardo, nella forma di un ulteriore nuova versione del capo degli Autobot ( SS 32 ), questa volta adibita alla combinabilità con il Jetfire Leader di Rotf.
La buona notizia è che, almeno, quest’ulteriore successiva versione Leader, la SS 44,con il rimorchio di Dark of the Moon, ha di base l'Optimus Voyager SS 32, così ai più pazienti è bastato aspettare questo per non trovarsi doppioni in collezione.
Io che sono ancor più lungimirante, invece, ho bellamente saltato pure il Voyager 05, sempre per quel discorso della nause da reiterazione dei soliti 5 - 6 personaggi più famosi: ma è anche vero che per Optimus la ridondanza mi pesa meno che per i suoi colleghi tipo Ironhide e Bumblebee, forse per la sua modalità alternativa di CAMION, più versatile ai cambiamenti ed aggiornamenti, come appunto l'aggiunta del rimorchio del terzo film.
Rimorchio che finalmente arrivò appunto nel terzo lungometraggio, facendosi un po’ aspettare, magari, ma in effetti naturale evoluzione dell'armamentario di Optimus, dopo aver assaggiato la potenza nell'unione con Jetfire in Rotf che gli donò un signor zaino a razzo.
Partiamo quindi dalla modalità veicolare, col suo carico di nostaglia a ripensare all'originale G1 che si presentava sugli scaffali già “rimorchiato”, anche se nell'accessorione non è che brillano chissà quali dettagli dipinti in quelli scolpiti come l'iconica striscia laterale con simbolo di fazione. La motrice, almeno, ha una colorazione migliore dello stampo precedente, con tanto di arancione in più sulle fiamme blu del cofano, a scapito però dei vetri della cabina dipinti di grigio anzichè in plastica trasparente ( nonostante quanto si veda invece nelle immagini promozionali ).
I portelloni del rimorchio volendo si aprono pure, ma c'è subito un ostacolo che non lo rende “abitabile” per qualche veicolo più piccolo. Camion e rimorchio fra loro sono bene in scala, ed in generale anche la motrice stessa lo è con gli altri veicoli Autobot tipo Jazz… oddio, forse se era più grande era meglio, ma poi vedremo come il robot “esploderà” nella trasformazione rispetto alla modalità veicolare.
Infine, la motrice ha come sola parte non proprio in disguise le piante dei piedi del robot in vista sul retro, mentre può ospitare su una fessura del retro cabina una pistola, mentre il resto delle armi in dotazione sono nascoste nel rimorchio, ma volendo anche la pistola vi trova posto all'interno.
La TRASFORMAZIONE del camion in robot è oramai pressochè la solita rielaborazione di quanto visto nei vari Optimus sia Movie che pure di quelli come il Prime, data la forma del camion, ma non per questo non si è riesciuti a trovare soluzioni intriganti, fortunatamente: le gambe si ottengono facilmente dalla parte posteriore del veicolo, posizionando all'indietro i piedoni prima stesi sulle tibie, mentre la parte interessante è quella del muso che si apre a rivelare le braccia, mentre la griglia si apre in due andando a nascondersi dietro la schiena, così come da questa viceversa si proiettano in avanti dei parabrezza fasulli che coprono quelli effettivi del camion, ma dando così più spessore al torso. Infine, tornando le gambe, va menzionato come due delle ruote posteriori si proiettino dai polpacci verso le cosce, sempre per dovere di accuratezza filmica.
In ROBOT risultante è un piccolo capolavoro in quanto movie accuracy, ed un netto miglioramento rispetto allo stampo precedente che gli fa da base e di cui mantiene praticamente solo alcune parti come cosce e bicipiti: non che questo fosse malvagio, ma peccava in un paio di difetti estetici qui eliminati, sopratutto le due cerniere al centro del petto che univano i parabrezza.
Ma in generale l'estetica è proprio migliorata rispetto al SS 05, con le ruote sulle cosce non di fianco a queste ma nascoste dietro, il tettucio dietro la schiena non visibile e maggiormente accorpato, e in generale il petto meno ampio che non quello invece un po’ goffo del 05. Non fosse per i paraurti sotto le ascelle e le due parti della griglia frontale dietro la schiena, lo si potrebbe quasi scambiare per un’Action Figure non trasformabile e sputata al modello in CGI!
E l'accostamento con i normali pupazzetti da collezionisti non varrebbe solo per l'aspetto, ma pure per l'alta posabilità, in un tripudio di polsi e bacino rotanti, caviglie inclinabili e testa che si muove anche frontalmente! Come dicevo sopra, inoltre, è vero che purtroppo i parabrezza sul petto non sono in plastica trasparente ma dipinti in argento, ma per il resto la colorazione è a mio avviso superiore al precedente SS 32, con un grigio più metallico e brillante, ed un rosso più scuro ma brillante anch'esso, ed idem il blu.
A guardare la sola CGI, il Dotm aveva un design nell’addome diverso dai precedenti Movie e Rotf, e quindi ecco un semplice modulo nuovo sulla pancia rispetto al SS 32, modulo rimovibile dato che per potersi combinare poi con Jetfire ci vuole quello in stile Rotf, e per fortuna con il Transformers aereo Blackbird c'è in dotazione proprio un tal modulo, così da non far bestemmiare chi appunto non ha preso lo SS 32 ma solo questo 44. ^^
Ed a proposito di combinazioni, torniamo al rimorchio, che finalmente è pure questo movie accurate nella TRASFORMAZIONE, dopo le false partenze viste in passato: infatti per la linea ufficiale di Dark of the Moon uscì sì un Optimus con rimorchio, ma questo diventava tutto un super mode per il robot motrice, spettacolare e giocabile sì, ma poco a che vedere con quanto visto al cinema. Successivamente si sono visti dei rimorchi solo apribili od un solo modulo jet come giocattoli, ma solo ora abbiamo il rimorchio che diventa appunto una postazione di armi, con una parte dedicata al ZAINO A RAZZO ALATO.
Questo si ricava da gran parte del tetto del rimorchio, e si attacca alla schiena di Optimus: l'apertura alare è bella ampia, ed ovviamente è fedele al design in CGI, e le ali stesse possono ruotare alla base e pure ripiegarsi… peccato solo per la vuotezza dei razzi, belli da vedere solo da dietro / sopra ma non sotto / frontalmente. :-/
Il rimorchio invece assume una forma tondeggiante e diviene la POSTAZIONE PER ARMI, che a pensarci come idea non è affatto male come evoluzione delle vecchie basi o avamposti armati. E, manco a dirlo, come armi ci sono tutte quelle che Optimus esibisce in Dark of the Moon, a partire dallo scudo, passando per i due cannonazzi impugnabili e concludendo con la spada e l'ascia del duello finale del film. L'unico neo in tutto questo ben di Primus è che, guardando le immagini sulla confezione, solo la spada risulta colorata di arancio sulla lama, mentre tutto il resto è il solito grigio scuro metallico, laddove anche l'ascia doveva avere dell'arancio e scudo e cannonazzi dettagli in nero.
Infine, compare pure il classico fucile dello stampo del SS 32, anche qui monocromatico invece che con la canna che vira verso il nero come nell'apparizione originale.
Insomma, un po’ di colore non avrebbe guastato a questi accessori, davvero essenziali nelle forme, ma direi che a livello di giocabilità fanno la loro figura e sono un buon contorno all'eccezionale robot Voyager di base, e in generale dati gli eccellenti aspetto e trasformazione, avere anche un rimorchio così trasformabile è una degna ciliegina sulla torta ad un Leader complessivo, anche visto la discesa in termini di mera massa dei colleghi di classe Generations, ad esempio.
Beato chi, dunque, ha resistito ai precedenti SS 05 e 32 che, seppur belli, sono ridondanti con questo Optimus Movie definitivo, e speriamo che però ora la smettano con questo design e pensino a darci un Prime AoE/Last Knight bello quanto questo!
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