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[wolfinbotsarmor]

For a fellow who detonated a bomb in his chest several weeks ago in order to save one associate and avenge the death of another, Klank appears surprisingly whole. Seated in a large Nexus armchair, slouched back with his hands clutching the ends of the armrests like a sulking monarch on his throne, the Decepticon grumbles to himself as he watches

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[onemorebounty]

First the former, then the latter.

[wolfinbotsarmor]

"And who is it you care so much about that you would jeopardize the chance to take down your enemy once and for all? An inquiring mind would like to know." The question is not meant in mockery; Klank would actually like a genuine answer if this particular Nexusite has one.

[onemorebounty]

My daughter. And my enemies are too numerous for one dying run to bring them all down. I could only hope to make the largest hole possible.

[wolfinbotsarmor]

"I suppose that makes me somewhat fortunate in that I only have one enemy I would like to see take a fall. He has his share of alternates and allies, but ultimately he is the only one that matters out of them all," he says thoughtfully. "At least you are willing to take responsibility for something you had a part in making. The only one I have left in this mortal realm who matters is an accident who was thrown away by those responsible for creating him."

[onemorebounty]

I know how precious family is. Even family that comes as a surprise.

[wolfinbotsarmor]

"Hn, tell me about it. What is likely my one true weak point in the optics of my fellow Decepticons," Klank grumbles, claws picking at the armrests. "The whole reason I died was for my...'family members', if one could call them that."

He pauses, thoughtful. "Huh, I suppose it is the one Autobot part of me I could not shake."

[onemorebounty]

*She gives a sniff of disdain.*

Feh. Those who dismiss familial bonds as weakness are merely too blind to appreciate their strength.

[wolfinbotsarmor]

"Heh, Decepticons appreciate such bonds to the extent that they are great for exploitation. And that is likely the only reason our war did not end sooner and in Decepticon favor... We're a ruthless, powerful lot, but we don't trust one another for anything. Infighting occurs when there is no one to lead through fear or via great intelligence and strength, thus allowing the Autobots take advantage of us. Most of them are not built for warfare, but they try to make up for it by remaining tight knit," Klank explains, sounding a little bitter about it all. "I have been on both sides. Unfortunately, neither side is fully accepting of MY way of things. I just found the Decepticon side to be more accepting than the Autobot one, since they have no issue with unorthodox scientific experimentation."

[onemorebounty]

"Unorthodox experimentation?" Of what kind?

[wolfinbotsarmor]

"I and many others have always been interested in furthering the evolution of our kind. My Lord Shockwave created the triple changers and eventually, a six changer. Larger, faster, stronger and able to shift forms with increased speed, many of them were headstrong and violent. We toyed with cloning and gestalt technology, capturing members of the opposing army and using them as test subjects where our own Decepticon brethren could not or would not fill in. There was involvement with reprogramming and brainwashing, and when we had difficulty finding the parts we needed for our experiments, we would dissect our victims and harvest their internals. More or less...whatever it took to try and take that next step up the ladder and improve our technology. I did not believe in allowing morals to block advancement. That kind of thinking got me expelled from the tutelage of one of Cybertron's greatest medical minds." At one point, Klank would have taken great joy in explaining the atrocities of his past in detail, but after death...

[onemorebounty]

*Her eyes narrow.*

Reckless.