All Will Belong To Me

::Lord Prime? I have some disturbing news to report.::

::Do you, Cardinal? What happened? Did the Decepticons attempt something?::

“That’s a very fine leg, Lord Prime,” he says admiringly. “Humans? I’ve seen them before … I don’t care for them, to tell the truth. They’re this way, sir.”

He’ll lead the Dark Prime through the forest surrounding the MECH warehouse. Agents move around the perimeter and there are many piles of parts, Cybertronian and otherwise, inside.

“Yes, it is, isn’t it? It was the only good thing about the traitor, so I took it.”

“Well, that is a surprise. I don’t care for them, either. They’re a pest that needs to be exterminated- or, at least, put to use. I wouldn’t mind having humans clean the world for us- make it fit for the superior beings.”

Prime will stare over at the moving at agents, down at the leg, and will throw the leg at some of the agents outside.

“You can distract them, and I will grab Smokescreen. Oh- oh! Beat up a human with another human, will you? Be sure to record it. Maybe take one of their legs, too. You could use that on your next patient.”

Hey, hey, hey, hey, call me an imposter all you like, but it isn’t going to change the fact that I’m not one.

And you’re just proving that you aren’t smart enough to come up with something.

Except you are one. You aren’t the Smokescreen I know. Thus, you are obviously a fake.

Oh, my dear, sweet, little Smokescreen impostor. The goal isn’t for me to come up with a challenge for you. You have to decide how to prove yourself to me.

::Lord Prime? I have some disturbing news to report.::

::Do you, Cardinal? What happened? Did the Decepticons attempt something?::

In his current state of mind, the thought of Lord Prime offlining someone with a leg is genuinely appealing. Especially offlining humans.

::Yes, sir! Here are the coordinates!:: He sends the coordinates to the place where he’s lingering, a little ways away from the MECH base. He’ll be peering anxiously in the direction of the humans’ hideout when Prime arrives.

Prime comes over relatively soon, carrying a large leg over a shoulder, looking around for Cardinal.

“So, they are nearby? Show me. I will show you how to properly care for humans. I suppose you’re new to them, aren’t you? You haven’t been here very long, after all.”

::Lord Prime? I have some disturbing news to report.::

::Do you, Cardinal? What happened? Did the Decepticons attempt something?::

::My other—? Oh, yes. Smokescreen is my … mmm, anyway—::

::I would enjoy seeing you in action, Lord Prime. I think I would learn a lot, watching you defeat the puny humans.::

::Just give me their coordinates and I will be over. Offlining humans is very simple. There are many ways, too. I wonder if I could grab one of Ratchet’s tools. I believe the leg of that traitor would be fantastic for this.::

My—uh—intellect. And obviously, vastly superior mind, of course.

How do you want me to prove it?

Intellect? My dear Smokescreen already has that. What makes you think you’re at all superior, impostor?

Prove your intelligence. You should be smart enough to figure out a way.

Ha! What kind of a mech with half a mind would stay by your side? Not me.

Mutter about ‘real Smokescreens’ all you like. I’m the superior Smokescreen, I’ll have you know.

They don’t anymore. I almost think they avoid me, or that they’re a spy, but they have never faltered. They have even taken control of at least one city, now.

But are you? Prove it. What makes you superior?

::Lord Prime? I have some disturbing news to report.::

::Do you, Cardinal? What happened? Did the Decepticons attempt something?::

Uncomfortable shifting.

::They captured Smokescreen, sir. So, ah, I was thinking … we could teach them a lesson? A lesson about dying.::

::Smokescreen? He’s not weak enough to get captured by them. Even if he did, he could save himself. Your other master will be fine.::

::I am still up for teaching MECH a lesson about dying, however. Might as well get rid of the embarrassment now.::

Excuse me. If I am not Smokescreen, then who am I, huh? Answer that. You’ll find that I am, in fact, fully one hundred percent Smokescreen.

Try t’disprove that. I dare you.

I know the real Smokescreen. It is not you. The real Smokescreen- he used to try to stay by my side all the time. You are not that mech, now are you?

::Lord Prime? I have some disturbing news to report.::

::Do you, Cardinal? What happened? Did the Decepticons attempt something?::

::Worse, sir. Are you familiar with MECH?::

::MECH? Aren’t those the pathetic humans that capture weak Autobots? What, did they manage to capture someone for once?::

#totallyanautobotclone #totally-an-autobot-clone

Hundreds of giant cats are running through the hallways quick whats your muse's reaction

Ugh. Pest infestation.

/Going to start shooting at the cats./

#animal death #Anonymous

::Lord Prime? I have some disturbing news to report.::

::Do you, Cardinal? What happened? Did the Decepticons attempt something?::

Why are you on the datanet.

Smokescreen? But you aren’t Smokescreen. Why are you pretending to be Smokescreen? He’s capable, yes, but a smart mech impersonates important mecha. I suppose even impersonating him is a step up for you, isn’t it?