UniLiance (OLD)

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Hello everyone! Thank you so much for checking out my Transformers OC story, I really appreciate it! If there’s a mistake or something that you would like me to add, just leave a comment on the part! This is still a MASSIVE work in progress, so expect changes!

I have no idea what I’m doing.

This project has been going on for about 2 years, so I really appreciate it if you read it and check up on it every week or so for some changes and more storyline!

TW! This story contains suicide, gore, and other sensitive contents. Honestly, if you are unable to watch or play DDLC, do not read this story, as it is heavily based off of Doki Doki.

Inspirations:

Doki Doki Literature Club!

Rise of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Transformers Fandom Wiki Roleplay (This takes place before the events of this RP. Yes, I do consider this RP canon to my OC’s story, I recommend reading it!)

UNDERTALE

My OC Spotify playlists 👍

OMORI

And all of you!

Oh, and Transformers, of course.

It starts here, I promise! Anyways, enjoy!

Chapter One. “A Rope And A Knife.”

I woke up.

That stasis nap was definitely needed.

Still half asleep, I grabbed a small backpack which I had already packed the day before as I started heading out of my quarters.

“Okay, I have everything I need, paintbrushes, pencils, paint— THE *HELL*?”

I looked up to find Skywarp just… standing there.

“Why are you up this early?”

“Why are *you* up this early? I was grabbing a drink!”

Skywarp and I just stared at each other. I noticed that Skywarp had a glass of Energon in his hand. I nodded.

“Now that’s settled, I’m going out…”

Skywarp narrowed his optics. “Where to?”

I pushed past Skywarp. “Nunya.”

“I said where are you going?”

“I’m going to see some friends.”

“Right… Does Starscream know about this?”

I looked back at Skywarp. “Why would he need to know where I’m going? I’m going out, and that’s final.”

I squinted at Skywarp. *Just wait until Lord Megatron hears about this.*

Hearing his thoughts, I pulled out my sword.

“You wouldn’t *dare*”

Skywarp looked a little surprised by my comment. “I forgot you could do that. Maybe I might.”

I grinned. “What’s Megs going to do about that? He barely knows who I am anyways—“

“*SnoooooooooowssssssstttttooooooooooooooRM*!”

I turn around to see a small pink and green bot racing towards me.

“Hello, Ski.”

Ski waved at me. I frowned at Skywarp before I put my sword away. “Where’s Floe?”

Ski smiled. “As usual, she’s still having a stasis nap, she has really long ones now that I think about it…” Ski looked around, he fixed his optics on Skywarp. “Did I interrupt something? Hello Skywarp.”

Skywarp frowned. “I’m… going to go back to my quarters now.”

I laughed. “*Fiiiiiiiiinally*. He’s gone.” I looked down at Ski. “She’s still sleeping?”

Ski nodded. “I guess I haven’t told you yet, she has extra-long stasis naps now, she’s always late to activities we plan.”

“Right…” It’s hard to imagine the happy young bot sleeping in, but I brush it off as just being tired.

“Are we… leaving?” Ski looked up at me with a confused expression.

“Oh right!” I grab the bag and I hand it to Ski, he looks inside the bag. “NotiZoom’s already there, I just have to make sure that FN doesn’t find out…”

I look at Ski. “Forgot about her, she’s pretty strict, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, not as much as FL though, she’s really strict… wait- not strict, *mean.*”

I nodded. Ski’s group leader, FN, is a pretty cool bot, though she is quite strict. The thing I’m worried about is my good friend Sunfloe’s leader, FL. I don’t know much about FL, but Floe has been acting differently lately, and I suspect it’s from FL.

*What are you going to do about FL?*

ARGH. It’s the voice in my head, it’s rather annoying. I know it’s not real, it’s just my mind, but it always seems so real. Maybe it’s one of the other bots? I run after Ski, who is already running over to our hangout.

A few hours later

“NGHAA! Where *is* she?”

I pace around the floor, Ski looks out the window. *I hope she’s safe.*

I look at Ski. “What do you mean? I’m just getting frustrated because she’s late!”

Another one of my good friends, NotiZoom, stands up, he closes his one eye. “Well, you can just call her, you know?”

I chuckle. “That’s one way to tell her she’s late!” I try to contact Sunfloe through the comms. After a while, she finally answers.

“SNOW! You haven’t called me in ages, what’s up?”

That’s it, the happy bubbly young bot I know.

“Floe, you’re late to the meeting! Ski told me you were sleeping in, but it’s been 3 hours!”

There’s silence for a little while, then I’m greeted by an “OHHHHHHHH!!” From Sunfloe.

“Right! I’m coming over right now! Thanks for reminding me!”

I chuckle. “You’re welcome. Come as soon as you can, okay?”

“Yup!”

A few minutes later, I hear a small *knock knock knock*. I open the door and am greeted by a giant hug around my leg.

“Woah, okay, okay, you’re excited to see me!”

Sunfloe giggles, she runs over to the others and gives them a giant embrace.

*Why aren’t you helping her?*

I sigh. It’s the stupid voice in my head. I pushed it away and went to sit down next to Ski, who was talking to NotiZoom.

After a few hours of talking, we go our separate ways, Ski goes north, NotiZoom heads back to the Decepticon base and Sunfloe and I are left inside our meeting area.

“What’s up?” I sit down next to Sunfloe, who is looking at the ground. Her head perks up. “Oh! Nothing! Don’t worry! I’ll see you soon!”

Sunfloe heads out the door, she heads south.

*Don’t you know what is happening?*

*I know everything.*

I scream into my hands. That freaking voice is so annoying I want to rip whoever’s doing its optic’s out. I look up and see NotiZoom looking at me with a curious expression. “What happened?”

I sit up. “A stupid voice in my head-“

“-That keeps saying things like, ‘Why aren’t you helping Floe?’ And ‘Do you know what is happening?’”

I gasp.

“How the hell did you know?”

“I get them too.”

I run over to NotiZoom, I start gripping his shoulders hard. “I guess we need to figure out who did it, and imma rip their optics out.”

NotiZoom stared at me for a few seconds. “Do you… want to tell the others first?” He sounded quite bored, I guess all the time with Shockwave made him tire out.

“Yeah, we should probably do that.”

The next few days are as boring as ever, I guess you can’t be ‘not bored’ with Thundercracker around. Today is different though, as I suddenly get greeted by a call from Ski.

“Snowstorm.”

Ski’s voice is shaky, did something happen?

“What’s wrong?”

There’s silence.

“Just, come over.”

I go over to Ski and Sunfloe’s place. Everything is normal so far.

I gently open the door.

WHAT THE HELL?

I flinched at the sight that decided to greet meeee…

*“Oh! Wait, this wasn’t supposed to happen.”*

*“Let me just… ahh! Everything restarted. Hopefully this goes well…”*

The day is as boring as ever, Ski and Sunfloe haven’t called me in ages. I guess with all the home problems, I shouldn’t blame them. I wonder if their leaders will let me visit them…

I go over to their place, I notice it’s split in two. Ski told me that the two groups had a massive argument, so that’s why. I guess it gives the leaders their due karma. I knock on the purple door, which is FL’s. I get greeted by a green and red bot.

“Who are you?”

“My name is Snowstorm, of the Seekers.”

The bot looked at my Decepticon logo. The door slammed in my face with a giant *THUD*.

Well, that went well, let’s try again.

I knock again.

The red and green bot answered, again.

“The All Spark isn’t here, if you’re wondering.”

The bot frowns at me.

“No, no no. I’m not looking for the All Spark. I’m here for a bot named ‘Sunfloe’.”

The red and green bot goes inside the building, he comes back.

“There’s no one here named that.”

What?

“You must be joking! Sunfloe! She’s a MiniCon, yellow, black and purple, has these spikes on her head!”

The red and green bot nods. He smiles.

“I guess 25 broke some rules, like always. I think she thought of her own name, FL doesn’t like that. Her name is 25, okay? Come back later once you’re done conspiring with Starscream.”

He slams the door in my face, again.

25? She never told me about any of this, nor has the thought of it in her head.

I guess it’s time for Ski.

I knock on the door, Ski immediately answers.

“OKAY, FN! I’M NOT GOING TO GO TO THE ‘CONS, BYE!”

Ski closes the door, he smiles.

“*Hola*, FN taught me a human language, Spanish.”

I grinned. “Hola, soy una tormenta de nieve.”

“Isn’t it ‘*Hola, soy Snowstorm*’?”

“No, because Snowstorm is different in Spanish, bolt-head.”

“But Snowstorm is a name…”

I sighed. “Surprise, surprise, snowstorm is a human word.”

“Eh… but… you- it- you know, let’s not keep talking about how to say your name in Spanish. There’s a more important question, like… ‘Where’s Floe’?”

I give a slight chuckle. “Yeah, about that, well… long story short, a red and green bot-“

“-24?”

“Yeah, whatever his name is, said that Floe is ‘going to be punished.’”

An alarmed expression spreads on his face.

“I’m… going to see FN for a minute.”

He races back into the building.

After a few minutes, he comes back.

“FN said Floe’s going to be fine, she hopes.”

“Hm, okay.”

I wonder what Ski’s worrying about, but I made a promise to him that I wouldn’t read his mind, so I can’t really find out.

“Anyways, I need to talk about something with you.”

“Yeah?”

“Have you been hearing a voice in your head?”

Ski narrows his optics. “A what?”

“A voice in your head?”

“I think you’re going insane, Snowstorm.”

I chuckle. “I already am. But, it’s weird… there’s like, this voice in my head. It’s not me reading someone’s mind, it’s like someone put their mind into mine. I’M GOING TO RIP WHOEVER’S DOING THAT OPTIC’S OUT!”

“Oh, oh, oooookay. That’s totally normal.” Ski’s optics widened.

“See? I’m terrifying.”

Ski nods. “Mhm. Definitely. Have you told Zoom about this ‘voice’?”

I start walking. “C’mon, let’s head to the meeting area.” Ski follows. “Yes, I have told Zoom, he gets it too, apparently. What episode is Floe in right now?”

Ski shrugs. “Not sure, we haven’t talked very much lately.”

“Okay.”

After a few minutes, we stopped at the meeting area.

Wait. I can hear something inside…

Is that sobbing?

Ski looks over at me with a worried expression.

“One, two, three!”

We burst into the room. The first room is normal, what about the second room?

“Three… two… one… goodbye.”

There’s a voice inside the second room, I hear a quiet squeal.

…

There’s now silence.

NotiZoom calls.

“WHERE THE HELL IS FLOE?!”

I flinch. I’ve never heard Zoom scream like this.

“I dunno! What’s going on?”

NotiZoom takes a deep breath. “I… had a fight with her.”

I sigh. “She’ll forget about it by tomorrow.”

NotiZoom grumbles. “NO. She won’t. We had a fight about her friend, 24. Worst of all, she’s in her depressive episode.”

F\*ck.

This is bad.

“Okay, I’m at the meeting area. I’m about to go into the second room, I’ll keep you on call.”

“Okay.”

I sigh, again. Why the hell would NotiZoom have a fight with Sunfloe during her depressive episode? He’s the one who said she had bipolar!

I take a deep breath.

I gently open the door.

What the heck?

Sunfloe’s hanging there. There’s a rope tied around her neck, and that’s tied onto a light. Her eyes are staring into nothing, a lifeless void of purple. She’s going grey. The only non-grey part of her is the energon dripping from her neck.

“Sunfloe? Floe? Floe, answer me, please!”

I shake Sunfloe.

She just drops to the ground.

I scream.

I notice something else, there’s a note on the bench. I can recognise Sunfloe’s messy handwriting. I read it aloud.

“I am sorry, but I can’t handle this anymore. It’s too much. IT’S OKAY, RIGHT? You can have your knife back, Snow. I don’t need it anymore, I’ve already used it. Now, get rid of the body and pretend I never existed. Love, 25.”

“Floe?”

Ski walks in the room. He sees Sunfloe’s body and immediately runs outside.

I realise that NotiZoom has left the call.

I don’t care about anything anymore.

F\*ck our group.

F\*ck the Seekers.

F\*ck everything.

I just lost my best friend.

And she’s gone.

Forever.

Forever.

Forever.

Forever.

And forever.

“*Why does this keep happening?*”

“*I just want her to love me, why is that so hard? She just keeps killing herself*!”

*“Time to reset, again.”*

I gently open the door.

I see Sunfloe standing there. She has a butterfly knife in her hand, slowly creeping towards her neck.

“Floe?”

She looks up. She immediately bursts into tears. She drops the knife.

I put my visor up. Even though I made a promise to not read my friends’ minds, my best friend is trying to commit suicide.

Sunfloe stares into my bright red optics, she wipes her purple ones.

“I… I’m sorry… I—“

Before she could say what she was going to say, I picked her up and hugged her as tight as I could, even though I’m more than 2x bigger than her.

“Excuse my language, but you are not f\*cking killing yourself. You are too special to me- us, and I can’t let you go.”

Sunfloe sobs into my arm.

“I’m so sorry if I made bad things happen, if I made you mad, or if I’m just a bad bot overall. I’m so sorry!”

I can feel tears stinging my optics, seeing the bot that I love, the bot who is as pure and innocent as you can get being in this mental state breaks my spark. “What makes you think that? You’re not, at all.”

“Floe?”

Ski walks in. He immediately runs over to Sunfloe and envelopes her in an embrace. “Here, let’s go back home before our leaders realise we’re gone, FN’s probably worried sick, and I don’t want you hurt.”

Ski escorts Sunfloe out of the building, his arm around her.

I wonder how Sunfloe and NotiZoom got into a fight anyway.

NotiZoom takes a sharp inhale.

“She’s safe, that’s good.”

I am hurt by this comment.

“Safe? Safe? She is anything but safe because of your stupid fight! If it was about Floe’s friend, you probably started it. YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HER! Is that something you want her to become? How are you this f\*cking oblivious to the consequences of your actions? Goodbye, see ya tomorrow.”

I leave the call.

I sigh. Well, that’s a great start to my day.

What did NotiZoom even say to her?

I’ll ask her tomorrow. She needs a break. And I don’t want anything to do with NotiZoom at the moment.

As if my thoughts triggered something in his legs, NotiZoom walks up to me.

“Are… you okay?”

I quickly turn around and put a knife up to NotiZoom’s neck.

“Do you like how this feels?”

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“It’s funny how you say that so casually. Answer my question.”

NotiZoom narrows his optic. “No, no bot would, now please stop.”

I put the knife away. I grab his arm. “You ever hurt Floe again and I will give you an agonising death, got it?”

NotiZoom chuckles.

“It’s bots like you who give her mental issues.”

“What are you on about?”

He laughs.

“Saying you care for all of us, and now you’re at my throat, imagine if she saw this, that would make her kill herself for sure.”

I put away my knife. He doesn’t move.

“You know deep inside you that you want to kill her, rip her apart, circuit by circuit.

“You’re just the help she needs, someone who’s extremely violent and rude. Is that the model you want to set for her?”

I look at NotiZoom.

“You… you planned this!”

“Ah, that’s where you go wrong, Snowstorm, always jumping to conclusions.”

NotiZoom dissapears. Replacing him is a red and green bot.

“All I did was untie the knot.”

Chapter 2. “Betrayal Or Murder?”

I pace around in my lab. I feel so stupid. I shouldn’t have said those things.

“It’s okay, she’s okay, she knows I didn’t mean it.”

“What are you doing?”

Shockwave walks up to me. His cold, emotionless expression sees through into my soul, it's creepy.

“Thinking about… friends.” I try to finish the conversation as soon as possible.

“It is illogical, NotiZoom. You are meant to be working, you are not working. You are thinking about silly little bots that won’t even be in the majority of your life.”

“How would you know!? You don’t make any friends!”

Shockwave ignores my statement and continues working.

I sigh.

“I’m having a break.”

Shockwave looks at me. “This is your tenth one.”

“I know.”

“Which means you can’t have one.”

My hands shake. “My… hands. They’re… shaky! I need a stasis nap, I haven’t had one for a week.”

“Be quick,” Shockwave snapped, his tone clearly changing. “We don’t want to disappoint Lord Megatron.”

“Yes, yes, I know.”

I walk outside the lab, into the hallway, and outside the Decepticon base.

I start heading towards a place that’s really special to me.

I sat down on the bench in our meeting place.

I look next to me and see a note.

Have I seen this before?

It feels like I have.

I try to grab the note, but it disappears.

“What the..?”

I try to ignore it, and write a note of my own.

I replay a moment in my mind, a moment that I wish everyone could forget.

*“Hi Sunfloe.”*

*Sunfloe walks in, she sits down next to me.*

*“Hi Zoomie…”*

*She looks down.*

*“Hey, what’s wrong, kiddo?”*

*I put a hand around her.*

*“Can I have a rope?”*

*I can see that Sunfloe’s trying to hold back tears. I stop putting my hand around her.*

*“No, you’re not having a rope.”*

*Sunfloe goes quiet.*

*“But… you told me to kill my self.”*

*What the f\*ck?*

*“I never said that.”*

*Sunfloe starts crying. “You did! I told you that I’m feeling sad, and you said to… to… 24 told me to go get a rope from you.”*

*I stand up.*

*“24 can make holograms. He’s pretending to be me. Don’t listen to him.”*

*“He would never do that!”*

*I grumble. My impatience turns into anger, as I start screaming.*

*“OF COURSE HE WOULD! HE’S BEEN TRYING TO KILL US OFF FOR AGES!”*

*“He apologised…”*

*Without control, my hand makes it way across Sunfloe’s face.*

*I… I slapped my best friend.*

*Without thinking, I scolded her.*

*“24 IS A HORRIBLE BOT! CAN’T YOU GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEAD? Oh wait… It won’t work once he leaves you hanging.”*

*Sunfloe’s eyes fill with tears. She immediately runs away with a rope in her hand.*

*I look at my hands.*

*After a few minutes, I realised what had happened.*

*“Oh… oh no…”*

*Sunfloe’s in a depressive episode.*

*Even if she wasn’t, she would be now.*

*And she has a rope in her hand.*

*If she’s hanging, I’m the one who did it.*

*But I didn’t mean it.*

*I didn’t mean it.*

*I didn’t mean it.*

I refuse to try to remember any more.

As I start writing, I look up.

There’s a noose hanging from the light.

I take it off and throw it in the bin.

I let my emotions guide my hand, slowly forming words, sentences, and paragraphs.

I read it through, just in case I made any mistakes.

“Dear Floe,

I’m sorry for everything I said to you. I didn’t mean anything I said. I was angry and I haven’t slept in ages. You mean the world to me, and if you die because of me I would never forgive myself.

I know things have been hard, but it’ll be alright, you’ll push through.

If you don’t want to be my friend anymore, I understand. I just wanted to let you know that I love you so much, you’ll always have a special space in my spark.

Hang in there, okay? (I shouldn’t have written that, my apologies).

You’re like a younger sister to me, and I love you. Take care.

Love,

Zoomie.”

I walk out. Hopefully she sees this.

I feel a hand grip my arm.

I see a flash of red and green.

Then I plummet into darkness.

“What…?”

My vision is blurry. All I can make it is red and green.

“Ah… ow.”

I feel my head, I then look at my hand.

There’s energon on it.

“What, who- who are you?”

I try to move, but I can’t.

He must’ve tied me up or something.

“Well, your name is NotiZoom, you are 800,000 years old, your occupation is scientist, your allegiance is Decepticons.”

I narrow my optic. “Thanks for reminding me. I know I have amnesia.”

The red and green bot paced around.

“Well, then you probably know that I am 24. Not years old. My name is 24. But you probably know that. Now, may I ask, how is 25 hanging?”

“Who?”

“Umm, 25? The weird one?”

“Yeah, we’re all weird, sorry about that, could you please give a more detailed description?”

I chuckle.

“NGHA, ENOUGH! She’s yellow, doesn’t that ring a bell?”

“Then you would be talking about Sunfloe, not 25. I do not know a 25.”