Effing long post of Megatron, returned.
[The post is video. Magnum is clean looking and well-kept, with some red smudges on his hands and face from helping paint a hardware store. He looks calm, and serious, but there is an edge to his voice that speaks of barely restrained attitude, and a slight twitch of his fingers like they're just waiting to transform into weapons.]
The cycle of revenge continues, it seems. Despite certain attempts to the contrary, I am still alive. If any of you should try cross me further?
[He holds up a plush doll of Optimus Prime, and squeezes it.]
There will be complications.
[Locked to Hollow Decepticons.]
I am in Zone 4. Jonathan found me. I wish for the sum of 10,000 credits to be forwarded to him for services rendered.
Soundwave--Troops report.
Skywarp, Glit--Arena report.
Blackout--Portal report.
Dirge--For failure to keep Ironhide dead, you are demoted. The Malgian Starscream is my new air commander, unless anyone should wish to challenge him for the position.
Skywarp...
[He tilts his head, realizing he's going to need a distinction for them...and taking it from their universal designations.]
Alpha Skywarp. While you are not to be blamed for your assistance in allowing me to escape--you will present yourself to me immediately for discussion on the matter.
[He figures that ought to be enough of a name-drop to get one of his Lieutenants on the jet's case about not following the chain of command.]
There will also be 10,000 credits to the first mech who can bring Barricade in to me, alive and restrained. It is time we had a little chat.
Oh, and will someone kindly remove Lugnut from the third-hall chamber? I think I finally know what's wrong with him.
[Granted, he'd not intended for the solution to take so long when he'd knocked the Malgian out and shoved him in the closet, but...well. Accidents happened. The feed cuts.]
[Locked to SG!Starscream]
I am impressed, Starscream. I didn't realize you were so interested in Dwarf breads that we could spend four hours looking at them.
[He suspects. He does not know for sure, but he suspects.]
[Locked to G1!Megatron]
Malcom....talk is over-rated. Lets have a conversation of hand-to-hand, cannon vs cannon...shall we?
Lets see who is the greatest of them all.
[This is something that he needs. A challenge. A fight. Proof of his supremacy, or at least proof of the general supremacy of Megatrons. And lots, and lots, of panels rended from their rightful place--he was just too clean feeling, today.]
[Locked to Ani!Megatron]
Magnus...are we through with playing games, yet?
[He tilts his head, coy but serious.]
[Locked to SG!Soundwave]
Ah. Finally.
Soundwave...
...
[His voice stops, dead. He's torn, because you pissed him off badly before, but...then you went and didn't try to kick him when he was down. You were...probably the only one who didn't kill him, and who had good reason to.]
...
We are even. I have no further quarrel with you.
~
The cycle of revenge continues, it seems. Despite certain attempts to the contrary, I am still alive. If any of you should try cross me further?
[He holds up a plush doll of Optimus Prime, and squeezes it.]
There will be complications.
[Locked to Hollow Decepticons.]
I am in Zone 4. Jonathan found me. I wish for the sum of 10,000 credits to be forwarded to him for services rendered.
Soundwave--Troops report.
Skywarp, Glit--Arena report.
Blackout--Portal report.
Dirge--For failure to keep Ironhide dead, you are demoted. The Malgian Starscream is my new air commander, unless anyone should wish to challenge him for the position.
Skywarp...
[He tilts his head, realizing he's going to need a distinction for them...and taking it from their universal designations.]
Alpha Skywarp. While you are not to be blamed for your assistance in allowing me to escape--you will present yourself to me immediately for discussion on the matter.
[He figures that ought to be enough of a name-drop to get one of his Lieutenants on the jet's case about not following the chain of command.]
There will also be 10,000 credits to the first mech who can bring Barricade in to me, alive and restrained. It is time we had a little chat.
Oh, and will someone kindly remove Lugnut from the third-hall chamber? I think I finally know what's wrong with him.
[Granted, he'd not intended for the solution to take so long when he'd knocked the Malgian out and shoved him in the closet, but...well. Accidents happened. The feed cuts.]
[Locked to SG!Starscream]
I am impressed, Starscream. I didn't realize you were so interested in Dwarf breads that we could spend four hours looking at them.
[He suspects. He does not know for sure, but he suspects.]
[Locked to G1!Megatron]
Malcom....talk is over-rated. Lets have a conversation of hand-to-hand, cannon vs cannon...shall we?
Lets see who is the greatest of them all.
[This is something that he needs. A challenge. A fight. Proof of his supremacy, or at least proof of the general supremacy of Megatrons. And lots, and lots, of panels rended from their rightful place--he was just too clean feeling, today.]
[Locked to Ani!Megatron]
Magnus...are we through with playing games, yet?
[He tilts his head, coy but serious.]
[Locked to SG!Soundwave]
Ah. Finally.
Soundwave...
...
[His voice stops, dead. He's torn, because you pissed him off badly before, but...then you went and didn't try to kick him when he was down. You were...probably the only one who didn't kill him, and who had good reason to.]
...
We are even. I have no further quarrel with you.
~