[[Open, video]]

[not_your_gun]

[The video cuts in suddenly, static-laced and foggy at the edges as steam rolls by. Its Magnum, the faintest hint of terror being tightly locked under a grim visage as he is thoroughly power-washed by drones in The Silver Bullet's locker rooms.]

Soundwave.[He isn't bothering to lock this--that would take too much time, and he fears he has none

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[onetruesikorsky]

[Just... chuckles, and watches. This is sweet, sweet revenge, indeed.]

[not_your_gun]

I just...wanted...to try to be the Megatron who won.

[He curls up tighter, unable to quite imagine how that would have worked.]

Y...you can have it. You can be that Megatron, instead.

[onetruesikorsky]

[Oh, that's a sore spot with him as well.]

It would appear that, no matter the universe, that destiny chooses to rip that right from our servos every chance it gets. Setbacks, as I very well know, are eternal and neverending.

[not_your_gun]

You...can make a difference.

I am certain of it. You are very powerful, and...you are very attractive, and I know mechs would not mind following you. You could win your war...

[Just realized how many times she used 'that' in the previous post. .../facepalm]

[onetruesikorsky]

[There is a small instinctive chirp that he doesn't even notice at the flattery.]

...If that is so true, then make sure your Soundwave knows this as well. Such open threats are unbecoming.

[sound_loyal]

Sentiments: Noted.

[onetruesikorsky]

[Scowl.]

I'm sure they are.

[/disconnect.]