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EDIT: 7/25/09 - [WORK IN PROGRESS] - making a sorry attempt at coloring to try and figure out an appropriate design and color scheme based on the author's description.

My lame semi-quick 20 Minute sketch of Sam Witwicky as an autobot from my favorite Transformers (Post Revenge of the Fallen) fanfiction "Matrix of Change" [link]
Don't read it if you haven't seen the awesome second installment of the Transformers movie. Spoilers abound!

Yeah, I know he kinda looks like Bee but the author did that purposefully. Just read the excerpt or read the story dammit! I COMMAND IT! D8<

You'll likely be seeing more fanart from me in the future for this story. I couldn't help myself. I'm such a nerd about Transformers.

Excerpt:

Cautiously he moved across to the mirror, and with a trembling hand he slowly drew the cloth aside carefully keeping his optics focused on the floor.

"C'mon Witwicky," he told himself sternly taking what would have been a deep breath if he was still human. It took all his will power, but slowly he raised his eyes until he met those of his reflection. It wasn't quite as bad as he imagined...if anything he looked like a smaller, camoflage coloured version of Bee. His face and head was identical to Bees save for the colour...right down to the metal flaps that could snap down to serve as a battle mask, or as he'd discovered just a mask in general. Unlike the other Autobots his chest was made up of only a couple of large plates - including the moveable one which hid his spark - the metal covering him was smooth, although he'd discovered the odd Cybertronian symbol engraved into his body. Remnants of the shard he guessed. His limbs were very humonoid in design - except for the small wheels that ran down the centre of his legs.

Turning slightly he examined the cannons that were attached to his shoulders - unlike Ironhide though he could retract his cannons when necessary - a point that had caused the weapons specialist to grumble loudly. There were smaller - but, no less deadly guns mounted on the back of his lower arms, just above his hands. Although they, like the rest of him were a lot smaller than his Autobot friends - they were just as deadly. As Galloway had nearly found out the other day - the bearucrat had been sent to discuss Sam's change of status...or rather species and what was to be done with him; however, it had been clear to both Sam and Will that the man wasn't interested in what was best for Sam and when he'd mentioned tests and experiments Sam had exploded - his cannons tearing holes in the walls either side of the infuriating man. Will had hastily removed Galloway - gleefully expelling the man from the base and informing him that Sam would be staying on the base and with the other Autobots as long he wanted to.

Laughing at that memory he sweapt his optics up and down his body. All in all, he supposed that his new form was too bad. In fact his colouring was highly suitable considering the fact that he seemed to have become a fixture of the NEST base - if he'd been bigger and able to transform like the other Bots {which, was still a possibility} - then he'd have been able to imitate any one of the camoflauge vehicles parked around the base.

Transformers © HASBRO

Transformers I & II [films] © Michael Bay, Roberto Orci, Alex Kurtzman Stephen Spielberg

Matrix of Change [Fanfiction] © Solotaire // [link]

Description
EDIT: 7/25/09 - [WORK IN PROGRESS] - making a sorry attempt at coloring to try and figure out an appropriate design and color scheme based on the author's description.

My lame semi-quick 20 Minute sketch of Sam Witwicky as an autobot from my favorite Transformers (Post Revenge of the Fallen) fanfiction "Matrix of Change" [link]
Don't read it if you haven't seen the awesome second installment of the Transformers movie. Spoilers abound!

Yeah, I know he kinda looks like Bee but the author did that purposefully. Just read the excerpt or read the story dammit! I COMMAND IT! D8<

You'll likely be seeing more fanart from me in the future for this story. I couldn't help myself. I'm such a nerd about Transformers.

Excerpt:

Cautiously he moved across to the mirror, and with a trembling hand he slowly drew the cloth aside carefully keeping his optics focused on the floor.

"C'mon Witwicky," he told himself sternly taking what would have been a deep breath if he was still human. It took all his will power, but slowly he raised his eyes until he met those of his reflection. It wasn't quite as bad as he imagined...if anything he looked like a smaller, camoflage coloured version of Bee. His face and head was identical to Bees save for the colour...right down to the metal flaps that could snap down to serve as a battle mask, or as he'd discovered just a mask in general. Unlike the other Autobots his chest was made up of only a couple of large plates - including the moveable one which hid his spark - the metal covering him was smooth, although he'd discovered the odd Cybertronian symbol engraved into his body. Remnants of the shard he guessed. His limbs were very humonoid in design - except for the small wheels that ran down the centre of his legs.

Turning slightly he examined the cannons that were attached to his shoulders - unlike Ironhide though he could retract his cannons when necessary - a point that had caused the weapons specialist to grumble loudly. There were smaller - but, no less deadly guns mounted on the back of his lower arms, just above his hands. Although they, like the rest of him were a lot smaller than his Autobot friends - they were just as deadly. As Galloway had nearly found out the other day - the bearucrat had been sent to discuss Sam's change of status...or rather species and what was to be done with him; however, it had been clear to both Sam and Will that the man wasn't interested in what was best for Sam and when he'd mentioned tests and experiments Sam had exploded - his cannons tearing holes in the walls either side of the infuriating man. Will had hastily removed Galloway - gleefully expelling the man from the base and informing him that Sam would be staying on the base and with the other Autobots as long he wanted to.

Laughing at that memory he sweapt his optics up and down his body. All in all, he supposed that his new form was too bad. In fact his colouring was highly suitable considering the fact that he seemed to have become a fixture of the NEST base - if he'd been bigger and able to transform like the other Bots {which, was still a possibility} - then he'd have been able to imitate any one of the camoflauge vehicles parked around the base.

Transformers © HASBRO

Transformers I & II [films] © Michael Bay, Roberto Orci, Alex Kurtzman Stephen Spielberg

Matrix of Change [Fanfiction] © Solotaire // [link]