01 Hung be the heavens with black [Filtered to the Convoy|Voice]
[The voice is gravelly and slightly robotic, but that does not by any means mean it lacks emotion. In fact, it sounds very angry. And vaguely... saurian? It is not a voice to be trifled with.]
Attention Convoy crew! My name is Dinobot. I have tracked you here with the intention of joining your crew...
-as Captain! [He pauses for a moment to let this sink in.]
Optimus Prime, it is time to finish what was begun long ago. I challenge you to one-on-one battle for control of your precious Convoy! The winner will be Captain, and the loser... well, surely your Spark will find solace when it rejoins the Matrix. Come and face me!
...Or reveal yourself to be the coward that destroyed the continent and the rest of your pathetic Autobots!
We will battle in the ruins of decimated Antrim. Poetic, is it not?
[Almost as an aside]
... How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! T’is an unweeded garden that grows to seed. ...That it should come to this!
...I await your decision, Optimus.
Dinobot out.
Attention Convoy crew! My name is Dinobot. I have tracked you here with the intention of joining your crew...
-as Captain! [He pauses for a moment to let this sink in.]
Optimus Prime, it is time to finish what was begun long ago. I challenge you to one-on-one battle for control of your precious Convoy! The winner will be Captain, and the loser... well, surely your Spark will find solace when it rejoins the Matrix. Come and face me!
...Or reveal yourself to be the coward that destroyed the continent and the rest of your pathetic Autobots!
We will battle in the ruins of decimated Antrim. Poetic, is it not?
[Almost as an aside]
... How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! T’is an unweeded garden that grows to seed. ...That it should come to this!
...I await your decision, Optimus.
Dinobot out.