Roz Verse: More Than Meets the Eye
R-02, or Roz as she’s known in the small space outside of her job, is the dutiful maidservant to the great Sentinel Prime - valiant leader of Cybertron. She’s spent most of her days in or near Sentinel’s personal tower and has never strayed far.
Though she is not aware of Sentinel's...dealings on the surface, she is certainly around him more than enough to know that...he is not all that he says he is. No - that's not it. More that he definitely...puts on a mask in front of the rest of Iacon City. That's not exactly a bad thing, though, right...? If he gets snippy with her, it's more than likely a fault on her end. It has to be.
Besides, it is not in her position to speak or think on such things. Rather, she consistently reminds herself how fortunate she is to be in the service of their Prime. And - given the poor, cogless miners she sees around now and again - how fortunate she is as a lowly servant to have her cog.
Can she transform? Yes! She’s been equipped with tools in her arms and hands that allow her to carry out whatever chore or task is given to her. Can she fully transform into a vehicle? If Sentinel had not given her a faulty T-cog, perhaps.
Roz does what she is told, and Sentinel is very good at his words. According to all she has known, her unique transformation is those tools of hers - the life of a servant (and nothing more) is the life she was meant for. Even if she did get curious about her further abilities…which she might…she dare not venture out and try them. It would be a great disrespect to her master.
And Airachnid is always watching her.
It will take something special and/or a matter of life or death (and a working T-cog) to make her discover her full potential…and her full transformation. And once Cybertron finds its rightful ruler in Optimus and the surface is no longer forbidden, that opportunity starts to arise.
Roz feels a natural pull towards the surface and with the permission from her friend-turned-boss, spends as much time as she can there. She keeps herself busy as a part of the new Prime's surveyor corps, exploring and mapping the wilds too long unknown to them. She finds comfort and belonging among the flora and fauna of the surface, and the maid once intent not to get herself dirty now returns to Iacon time and again, looking like she's growing a garden on herself.
These new wilds feel like home.
The truth behind it all is seeped in conflicts, allies, and severed relations across Cybertron's history - and the spark of a seemingly simple little maidbot might have more unexpected roots than she expected.












