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... You? It’s you, right?
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15 words meme: Once, there was a smelly boy. He was so smelly that everyone died. GUESS WHO.
... You? It’s you, right?
defection, Jetfire
How could he DO THAT TO ME??? After Vos? He knew Megatron was coming for more. He - he knew how I was desperate to keep up, and that I had no support left. And he still left! Even more followed him. A second wave of defections.
If he stayed maybe…. maybe we could have held Trypticon. Kept the crew safe, kept Dark Energon out of play. Cybertron wouldn’t have died! And he had the nerve to ask me to give it up, after leaving me alone! What was I supposed to do! I thought we were friends.
You're fat and ugly, Kayla.
KAYLA: * That’s just like, your opinion, man.
To break someone is easy after you've built trust.
... Well, none of my friends would try to break me.
And I’m not that trusting! Especially of Anons.
Vop, Boom
It’s… so quiet now.
*The concussive wave of that sonic boom and the crackling clap of air collapsing around a sudden void struck fear in the Sparks of most who heard them. Not Starscream. To him they were security. He never feared flying low - they were his top cover. He never feared being soft - they wouldn’t tell anyone he dozed off while getting preened or that he sometimes sang. That forceful BOOM meant a steady hand gripping his shoulder when he’d pulled off something worth congratulating, and more importantly when he fell short. That ragged VOP could happen anywhere and taught him to be agile beyond the conception of even the best Seekers, and he could keep the darkest secrets. When he heard them, it was the sound of his right and left wings, of his brothers. Even in the worst times.... even when he took the worst he was going through out on them...
And then silence. There were times, times he’d never speak of, when the wind buffeted a burned out tower just so, and rumbled, and he turned his face to the sky. But no. No one was coming to break the silence.*
Last Seeker
I’m not! We’re still here and there are more of us being born! I can re-unite us and bring us back from being scattered!
Predacon toy.
NO! I’m not! This isn’t…. this isn’t happening!
Aaaaggh! Get away from me! P-P̶̯͍̜̻͕͑̔̓͛͌l̷̘̱̣͕̹͑͛̓́̕ë̷̡̡̤͓́͐̃̄͌͜a̵̡̘͉̭̒̏͆̉͝ͅs̷̥̙̞̰̭̎̈́͂̚̕e̷̼̥͙̳͚̋̿̈́͝͝
trine break
I… I never meant…..
*He hadn’t meant to break them, no. But he had meant the things he said to them, meant to cut them, to deflect from his failures. Meant his jealous words and his insults. And he’d failed them - the one failure he couldn’t lay at anyone else’s feet. And one he could never repair or avenge.*