YOU'RE A POOR UNFORTUNATE SOUL

private idw megatron. as told by wesley.

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i’m @pridefuls.

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THE ONLOOKERS : what do you have to say for yourself? ICARUS, DROWNING : i could’ve done it. i could’ve touched & tasted the sun.

                                            independent & private STANFORD PINES : as penned by wesley.

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scrapping my previous starter call. like this for one ! capping @ 5.

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so megatron doesn't believe in a god or gods? if i remember correctly, didn't he want to be a prime? would his mindset have changed if he received the matrix of leadership instead of optimus?

you’re thinking of the aligned continuity, which i do draw some inspiration from ; however, my interpretation functions primarily in the IDW timeline & pulls a lot from my own interpretation as well. 

if this ask is in response to his dialogue that he’s never believed in the divine, one also has to take into consideration that he isn’t telling the truth. he doesn’t believe in the power of gods over the influence of people like him. 

focusing on my own interpretation: no, he doesn’t believe in any sort of god or gods. did he? maybe, at some point that he’d rather not think about. for him, there’s no delineation between mortal & holy so long as you fight for it. a clearer discussion would be that he doesn’t believe in fate & in higher entities deciding that. GODHOOD to him is more of a skill & social title, a recognition of ability & power & survival.

I FORGOT TO ANSWER THE LAST QUESTION. but. yeah, definitely. i mean, the matrix of leadership is an extension of their god so? in all honesty, megatron never was a person who could bear the matrix, not then, & most likely not now --- simply because he’s so self-driving. having the will of a god imposed on him would not be good.

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      a small LAUGH  ,  something as rare as striking gold and , by all accounts , should it be treasured as such.   ❛    how romantic .   ❜  his words are hushed  ,  the sound of wind brushing the leaves of old trees   ,   a SIMPLICITY and CALM that only his love beckons.    ❛    no ,  i would not mind at all .   ❜  

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HE LAUGHS ALONG WITH HIS LOVE : a genuine sort of joy blossoming within him.  the laughter he hears is intoxicating in its own way,  further enamoring,  beautiful  &  melodious,  &  he,  mesmerized,  seeks to remember it all.  ❛  mm.  i am quite the romantic.  should i read shakespeare or something more contemporary ?  ❜

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@godsmachina​

                    ❛  you do realize your  QUARRELING  with autobots has resulted in the destruction of the washington monument?  now, i’m willing to  POSTPONE  retaliation if you agree to a diplomatic settlement.     let’s avoid  STRETCHING  material casualties as far as the lincoln memorial, shall we?  ❜

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UNDERSTAND THIS,  PRESIDENT : there are unkind gods,  &  this is one of them.  there are heartless gods,  &  this is one of them.  his cold gaze is a blazing red,  &  how the cruelty exudes itself as a smile blossoms upon his features.  ❛  is this a threat,  or a terribly poor attempt at negotiation ?  ❜  

[eldrytche]

               ❛    I SAW YOUR BOYFRIEND RECENTLY.    ❜    because, go figure, right ?  though to be fair, it had been a long time since then  ;   she’d almost FORGOTTEN.  but now she remembers why she didn’t, because there was something so INHERENTLY  interesting as sentient space robots in a mortal conflict.

                                    ❛    GUESS YOU REALLY DO COME IN PAIRS.   ❜

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A SHOCK, SURPRISE : narrowed optics  &  tenser dispositions,  she exudes something he wants to loathe,  something he remembers reveling in,  devouring  ------  his red gaze is no longer cruel,  not now,  not default : but the way his voice tones itself hints to a discomfort or dissatisfaction.  ❛  my boyfriend  ------ hm.  i hope he was well ?  ❜

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❛           that’s rather worrying. have you found a remedy ?  ❜

his taunting tongue rolls, the corner of his lips curling upwards, as he brings the cup of warm coffee ( con panna ) to his mouth. As much as the scientist relished the bits and slivers of casual conversations, mockery has her rotten maw around his heart ; as though she be the devil in disguise. And his soul ?                Hers.

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GOD,  NONGOD,  NONENTITY : in the illusion of a human body,  he has still retained his unholiness.  he is a swarm of deepened misery,  millions of years,  millions  &  billions of lives.  what he speaks of,  although unnamed,  is less a physical affliction,  than one of the heart,  the spark.  (  quietude : his gaze lingers upon the other’s features,  deathlike in their own right.  )  shoulders rise  &  fall : a thought to fool’s energon,  the cruel thing that saves  &  murders him : ❛  it is a remedy in itself.  ❜ 

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@apostasial – ;

   ‘ monsters were often known as a divine portent for things to come ; to warn , to – usher in a new a g e . ‘

  he pauses amid a narrative gesticulation , distantly aware of an audience beyond his immediate cognition . the air is infallibly crisp , a mountainous wind ushered from the cold peaks of a yonder horizon overlooking a world asleep , unaware – not ready to change as it should . ultron’s crimson optics survey the statuesque behemoth , this dubbed divine portent wreathed in wan moonlight , glancing from the severe angularity . borne without some creator boasting their brilliance , towering a limited perspective –

           ultron almost e n v i e d them .

  ‘ or are you just looking for the midnight train going nowhere ? ‘

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A SUBSTANCE,  TEXTURED IN THE AMBIENCE : untouched,  intangible.  that is what he is,  unholy  &  unsaved,  a desperate but dignified apostate,  seeking an atonement of tragedy,  seeking repentance in what many would want to be vain.  his best name : monster,  monster,  monster.  underneath the heels of his feet were always the divine,  crushed into stardust pieces in delight  &  ecstasy.  his gaze is all but nothing : this is a vacancy shrouding a calculation,  despite his repentance he is still the same,  harsh entity.  he watches the figure below him,  letting his query echo among the silence.  &  then,  this hollow,  hallowed body  ------  this vile god,  cruel  &  miserable,  speaks his own word.  ❛  i’ve never believed in the divine.  ❜

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      a pierced veil of superiority still shrouds a seemingly unsuspecting appearance .    despite the overwhelming implication of TACT that a suit and tie facade offers ,   he still tugs at strings better left alone.    ❛        we may have more in common than you would expect .         ❜  

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YOU,  THE PROFANE MESSIAH :  you,  the crumbled tyrant  ------ apostate,  pariah,  he prays for those who followed him,  who follow him,  &  how he laments : himself,  &  those like him,  those seeking to be like him, too. a soft hum of engines,  a passive acknowledgement : ❛  .  .  .  that would be  ------  unfortunate.  ❜

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And then he said, “I’m scared.” “Of what? Me?” I replied. He shook his head. “Of me,” he looked at me. His hands trembled as they touched my skin. “Of me hurting you.”

10 out of a thousand entries i’ll be writing about you. (via alleyspat)

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hello like this for a robot in ur askbox.

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    ❛      ——— her name is ANDROMEDA .      ❜   as though in some form of comprehension  ,   it YAPS at his love . 

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❛ you ------ you got a dog. ❜ he looks from andromeda to optimus, & back again to andromeda. ❛ i’ll take that ... explanation, now. ❜ 

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i remade an old oc of mine here.