Status Update:
I know it’s been a long time since I’ve updated my logs, and I really don’t have any excuse other than being completely busy and distracted with, well, everything!
Cybertron is now thriving, and my original team is scattered to different colonies, sitting on development boards. Honestly, that was not my thing, so I requested security detail. I was made a lieutenant by the New Order. Smokescreen also refused a seat in government, and has gained access to a Space Bridge, which we use to go on missions to Earth.
Being a lieutenant isn’t easy, especially when other bots look up to you, and my only guidance is my memories of Optimus. I swear he still dials my comm and is watching over all of us.
I believe he’s still out there somewhere. He is too great a prime to just burn up in the Well like we all thought.
Optimus, if you can hear me, we need you back. Nothing will ever feel complete without you. In the meantime, I’ll do my best to make you proud, as I’ve always done.