Starscream’s Brigade (Forged to Fight Special Mission): Part 3
Starscream: Knock, knock. Any starving former dictators of Decepticons home?
Megatron: Ah, the Shark Leader. The cause of the great famine. My pathetic lieutenant returns.
Starscream: I see my new reputation precedes me. And how are you holding up in these trying times, Megatron?
Megatron: Since you have caused a depletion of resources and a scattering of our kind, I have come to seek new sources of Energon.
Starscream: Working hard? Mining it yourself? Redistribution of stockpiled wealth amongst those who need it?
Megatron: Like your Sharkticons, I eat when I please. I strip Energon from any waste of scrap unfortunate enough to cross my path and devour their very circuits.
Starscream: Making our former friends into lunch-boxes was my next guess.
Starscream: So that’s the endgame of your great leadership? Keep your lackies around as an Energon buffet? You know you are what you eat.
Megatron: If that is the case, then I am about to become a backstabbing, screeching, worm of a Decepticon.
Starscream: Huh… you’re going to eat yourself? A noble sacrifice, great Megatron.
Megatron: There is no bottom to the depth at which I loathe you, Starscream.
Starscream: How it pains me to hear this. I am heartbroken and inconsolable. I shall just have to find joy in watching the Commander smash you!
Marissa Faireborn: That sadly sounds like your best plan, Commander. Get past Megatron and get out of here!