BW Megatron: Ah, my namesake: the coveted harbinger of beasts, the paver of Cybertron’s past, present, and future—
Megatron, such an honor it is to meet you, yeeeeees.
G1 Megatron: You couldn’t have come up with “Megasaurus Rex”?
G1 Megatron: “Tyrannosaur”?
BW Megatron: *Scoffs* Well I’m sure there’s some sort of legal or marketing explanation for this—
G1 Megatron: Oh really, is there?
Optimus Prime: Oh, here he goes—
*Gets whacked in the helm by a floating silencer* OW! (Optimus Primal: Hey!)
G1 Megatron: *Reattaches silencer* (BW Megatron: *Snickers*)
So Optimus Prime’s descendant can go by “Optimus Primal”—while you get to go by my name?
Where is your creativity?!
BW Megatron: *Annoyed* I suppose you didn’t pass it on to me the way you passed on every opportunity to vanquish the Autobots forever!
G1 Megatron: I’ve seen Ravage, but no Autobots, so maybe your name should be “Cheap Shot”! *Laughs*
BW Megatron: I have a name! It’s yours, and at this point I’m keeping it out of spite.
At least that got passed down…