The Perils of Command
(This takes place shortly before the meeting. Later, the results of that meeting.)
* In his quarters, Rodimus Prime sits down and lets out a long sigh. He pulls up some information on the computer next to him, looking at old pictures. Without any warning, the form of a rather large mechanoid t-rex appears, causing him to jump up a bit.
[Grimlock] Rodi-moose Prime.
Rodimus.
[Grimlock] That's what me said. Rodi-moose.
*shakes off the visual of himself with antlers* What's up, Grimlock?
[Grimlock] Bossbot look sad. Me Grimlock wonder what wrong?
It's just... well...
[Grimlock] Well? That country? They speak Cybertronian in Well?
*shutters optics a moment then, to his great surprise, lets loose* None of the Autobots respect me, Grimlock. I'm not Optimus. I'll never be Optimus, and I'm willing to bet he wasn't all that great when he started, either. I've got officers, the rank and file, minibots, Gobots, humans, even Bumblebee's extensive pet collection trying to tell me what to do.
[Grimlock] You know what me Grimlock do when me feel bad?
...you know, I'm almost horrified to know.
* Grimlock takes a step back as the other four Dinobots appear behind him, and subspaces a top hat onto his head. He then breaks out into a stunning rendition of "Always Look On The Bright Side of Life", complete with Dinobot whistling.
[Grimlock] You feel better, now?
Slightly. But it still doesn't solve my problem. I need the others to respect me...
[Grimlock] Them not respect you if you keep trying to be Opti-moose. You no Opti-moose. You Rodi-moose. Matrix pick Rodi-moose to be leader Rodi-moose be, not to copy everything Opti-moose do.
I never thought of that before. Grimlock... do you think you could come with me to the Officer's Meeting? There are going to be some changes around here. Hot Rod style changes!
[Grimlock] Me Grimlock love to! But me can't stay later than 8:00. Dinobots have self actualization workshop to attend.
* In his quarters, Rodimus Prime sits down and lets out a long sigh. He pulls up some information on the computer next to him, looking at old pictures. Without any warning, the form of a rather large mechanoid t-rex appears, causing him to jump up a bit.
[Grimlock] Rodi-moose Prime.
Rodimus.
[Grimlock] That's what me said. Rodi-moose.
*shakes off the visual of himself with antlers* What's up, Grimlock?
[Grimlock] Bossbot look sad. Me Grimlock wonder what wrong?
It's just... well...
[Grimlock] Well? That country? They speak Cybertronian in Well?
*shutters optics a moment then, to his great surprise, lets loose* None of the Autobots respect me, Grimlock. I'm not Optimus. I'll never be Optimus, and I'm willing to bet he wasn't all that great when he started, either. I've got officers, the rank and file, minibots, Gobots, humans, even Bumblebee's extensive pet collection trying to tell me what to do.
[Grimlock] You know what me Grimlock do when me feel bad?
...you know, I'm almost horrified to know.
* Grimlock takes a step back as the other four Dinobots appear behind him, and subspaces a top hat onto his head. He then breaks out into a stunning rendition of "Always Look On The Bright Side of Life", complete with Dinobot whistling.
[Grimlock] You feel better, now?
Slightly. But it still doesn't solve my problem. I need the others to respect me...
[Grimlock] Them not respect you if you keep trying to be Opti-moose. You no Opti-moose. You Rodi-moose. Matrix pick Rodi-moose to be leader Rodi-moose be, not to copy everything Opti-moose do.
I never thought of that before. Grimlock... do you think you could come with me to the Officer's Meeting? There are going to be some changes around here. Hot Rod style changes!
[Grimlock] Me Grimlock love to! But me can't stay later than 8:00. Dinobots have self actualization workshop to attend.