Megatron | TFA ‼️ARCHIVED FOR NOW

[ooc] I'm taking an indefinite hiatus.

Maybe I'll write exactly why, but for now, I want to say sorry to everyone that I might've and did hurt with how I am and how I talk.

It was never meant to hurt anyone and I'll be reflecting on this whole situation.

Please, don't let my mistakes ruin you fun

household. But at least now he can make it up to one of his oldest friends. She's finally where she belongs.]

Her and Blitzwing seemed to hit it off quite well. I'm quite thankful for that.

Hm. For one, we have a new recruit amongst us. Springfleet's daughter, Goofball. She... Definitely went through a lot during her time with Autobots.

[He went silent for a nanoklik. A tinge of melancholy filled his spark. He always thought the second twin didn't survive the attack on their --

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Hm. I'm so lucky to have such a capable Amica.

[He let himself get comfortable. Quietly watching Shockwave work. He missed this... He just wished that his friend would at least tell him what happened.]

are always tuned up for you, Shocky.

[Megatron felt the shift in his EM field almost immediately. He lost his overtly playful attitude in favor of compassion and fondness.]

I'm sorry, my friend.

[He scooched over to Shockwave to lean on him. Optics looking into the one red.]

If it's something I can help with... You know my audials -

Oh yeah? So the time you got drunk was just a play?

[Megatron turned his whole frame towards his Amica, grinning from face guard to face guard, waiting for his reaction.]

Reports a lot. And, hm. I think I saw the name of the second bot somewhere... Isn't he that hotheaded red mech always digging his own pit? Oh, he must be a delight to work with, my conferences.

[He patted Shockwave on his pauldron, minding his skillful claws tinkering with the device.]

[There was a knowing smirk on his face for just a second, but it quickly turned into a genuine smile.]

Good to know that our enemies don't get along on a personal level, contradictory to the propaganda they send out into space. Blurr is the favourite, right? You do tend to put his name in your --

Now you have to know that I've signed an accord with Ultra Magnus that ended our war at a price of my people being exiled from our home and deprived of the right to the Well of Allspark.

From what I wrote, you might already guess at least some of our basic ideals.

I might write more once I've time

The council was and still is corrupt, no legislations in favor of Warframes will be passed as long as we aren't the mecha sitting instead of the pawns of the nobels.

And so around 10 mln years ago we rioted, declaring war against Autobots which granted the name of the Great Uprising.

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Say on the matter, our frames changed, stripped from our integrated battle system.

We were slaves under the rule of the Autobots and for the longest time we tried to resolve it through diplomacy and protests, but I knew only the cleansing though civil war could change our situation.

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The Decepticons arose from the desire of having the same rights as Civilianframes on our home planet as well as the colonies. We were fed up with being treated as less than mindless drones, only good for mining and arena killings for entertainment. Me and my brothers were mutilated without our +

My apologies. I completely forgot that Soundwave set this net page for me.

Either way, I'll answer this question in a short way as doing into details might resolve in another manifesto, heh.

First I'll explain the reasons for our fight that will share a light on our cause.

(More below 👇)

Here. I hope that will satisfy your curiosity. All of the tools are on the table.

Now, a thousand stellar cycles is an awful amount of time. There have to be some interesting stories you came with.

[He laid back, the drink back in his servo.]

[Megatron nodded after getting a swing from his barrel. His poor Shocky... That cannot continue.

The can was put down and the prototype of the datapad as well as some schematics laid in its place on the paw of Megatron's servo. He handed them to his Amica.]

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And as a sign of my generosity, my offer stays open. You may ask me any questions about the work, be it mine or not, and you shall receive an answer.

own pace. I also couldn't get behind the censorship in some works, so I hope you don't mind me taking some liberties with filling the gaps.

[With a quiet growl, Megatron stood up, servos on his hip guards. There was a trace of a smirk on his faceplate.]

Enjoy your books, little Prime. --

[He hummed to himself, as if lost in his memories. The little Prime will know in his time which ones he's talking about. Well, he didn't leave any ambiguity about that. Especially since the Autobot has so many sidenotes left for him to build upon.]

But I'd suggest that you ponder on that at your --

Hm, more than I can count. But not all of them got published of course.

[He nodded slowly. A sentence of success growing in his spark.]

For one, I did write all of Megazarak's later speeches and my own. As well as some of the "anonymous" poetic works you had saved on that datapad of yours.

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Shockwave with them. Ah, it just had been such a long time away. He longed for his friend's steady field, familiar weight. He felt like he could relax now. If only for a bit.]

How are you fairing, my Amica? Did you have time to invent and do science at all in those thousands of stellar cycles? Or the Autobot affers prevent you from having that too? Any interesting mecha you've met?

[Megatron had more questions to ask , but he stopped himself before he could overload --

Hm... Maybe I'd keep the paint for a bit longer. It has been some time since I had any splash of color on my faceplate.

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Hehehehehehe.

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I left my datapad in the first drawer of your desk. Could you take a look at it when you have time?

Just in case.

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