WHO: Dirge and people who need to be sprayed with the virus!
WHAT: Dirge is completing his mission for the event~
WHERE: Freaking everywhere- he's a jet, he's zooming around looking for victims
WHEN: Tooooday.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Besides autobots, if either of you TFA clones are up for it- Dirge wants to spray you too!
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It wasn't as if this was going to be difficult. )
Now, however, he is simply walking the streets, glancing this way and that with the ease of a mech that wasn't entirely illegal nor had a giant fusion cannon strapped to his arm. Needless to say... few chose to speak with him unless he chose to speak first.
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...or better yet, force him to be a groveling subordinate. THAT would make Starscream so jealous... and then maybe his creator would give him some credit.
Dirge jetted out of his hiding place, hovering above the hapless tyrant in alt-mode.
"You look a little out place, Magnus~" he sneered.
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He glances upward almost boredly, putting his hands on his hips.
"And you look uglier than usual. Might I say... the Seeker that surely stands out the most among your brethren."
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"I'll take that second part as a compliment," Dirge snorted, peering down at his Universe's Megatron. He hadn't actually gotten to speak to him much before... except for the death threats. It was impossible for him not to want Megatron's power...his life... but he was still a bit curious as to what the mech was really like. Starscream's memories helped a little- but it was always different experiencing it for oneself.
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"Feel free to do so, Dirge. Simply understand that it is not," Megatron scowls, optics narrowing. "Did you just come here to do what your Creator's programming instills in you? Irritating me incessantly?"
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"I'm here because I want a closer look at you." The jet drifted downward, landing with all the grace being a seeker afforded him in front of the silver warlord. He wasn't lying- he was interested in finding out more about Megatron- he just had other motives as well.
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The clone looked him over, rubbing a claw across his chin. "You're not like Magnum, I don't think... You would not give me things unless I took them from you," he commented.
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Megatron quirked an optic ridge at that statement. "And why would I offer to give you things when you have not even attempted to earn them? I might have a few things in my subspace..."
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The jet eyed his subspace compartment with unconcealed interest. "There's that word again. It's ridiculous how many people have been throwing it at me lately. I will earn if I have to, but I much prefer to just take."
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Megatron shuttered his optics a few times, and he shifted his weight only marginally.
"Sadly, simply taking another mech's belongings is not often something that will gain you allies."
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The clone blinks, appearing to consider his last comment. "Allies? If they became my allies would they give me things?"
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