Re: Galvatron, freedomcaiusmajorJanuary 28 2011, 03:57:29 UTC
Galvatron had lost.
He fell through space, his systems screaming with feedback from the Matrix. Thrusters offline, he was completely unable to resist the shock wave of Unicron's destruction.
His planet was somewhere behind him, vanishing into a point of light, hidden for the moment by the explosion of Unicron, destroyed or uninhabitable or conquered, he didn't know and--comms offline--his minions couldn't tell him.
And yet--the weight of Unicron's presence, his control, was gone from his processor, the systems that had been given to him by his so-called master were reconfiguring themselves, lines of power and control severed, new ones reforming--his, all his!
He twisted in space, sending himself spinning in random directions as his propulsion systems came online one by one for the sheer joy of controlling his own body, limbs punching and kicking open space for the sheer joy of independent movement, vocalizer crackling online, the sounds only audible through his own body, but they were his sounds.
Re: Galvatron, freedomspacehussyJanuary 28 2011, 04:01:17 UTC
gkfdhj GALVATRON <333333333
That made me ridiculously happy, his glee is infectious XDDD I absolutely love that even if the Decepticons just lost, what matters most at this moment is that he is not a slave. AWESOME. <3
He fell through space, his systems screaming with feedback from the Matrix. Thrusters offline, he was completely unable to resist the shock wave of Unicron's destruction.
His planet was somewhere behind him, vanishing into a point of light, hidden for the moment by the explosion of Unicron, destroyed or uninhabitable or conquered, he didn't know and--comms offline--his minions couldn't tell him.
And yet--the weight of Unicron's presence, his control, was gone from his processor, the systems that had been given to him by his so-called master were reconfiguring themselves, lines of power and control severed, new ones reforming--his, all his!
He twisted in space, sending himself spinning in random directions as his propulsion systems came online one by one for the sheer joy of controlling his own body, limbs punching and kicking open space for the sheer joy of independent movement, vocalizer crackling online, the sounds only audible through his own body, but they were his sounds.
He laughed, joyfully, evilly.
"Mine!"
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That made me ridiculously happy, his glee is infectious XDDD I absolutely love that even if the Decepticons just lost, what matters most at this moment is that he is not a slave. AWESOME. <3
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And, thank you.
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