[Oh look, it's Starscream! He looks... good, actually. Really good. Maybe a little too good, to tell the truth - is is possible to have skin that perfect? Probably not. Anyway, he's dressed nicely, and seems to be sitting in Deceptibase on the living room couch.]
[He smiles, and holds up a tabloid, the same one
Terrorsaur mentioned.]
I'm afraid that rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
[and he holds up a lighter, sets the thing on fire, and puts it down in a tray]
... that being said, though my death had nothing to do with radioactive space hamsters, I really did die. [seems... puzzled, by this. Frowns a bit. Of course, anyone with the ability to detect lies will know that this is only half true, but if you don't... he seems completely honest.] What have I missed in the past week? More delightful moral quandaries? Whining about inconsequential things? Pointless human holidays about romance..?
Anyway. As my colleague
Soundwave recently decided, StarWave INC is accepting ideas to improve technology support for this city. You all really are rather in the stone age, at least in comparison to my own people, and it's about time something was done about this. Furthermore, we're still hiring, in all sorts of positions. Even if you're not tech savvy, we could use people in marketing, HR... anywhere, really.
[Private to Thundercracker // text - strikes are deleted]
In case Soundwave did not inform you, you are hereby no longer considered part of the Decepticon Empire and will henceforth be held as an independent. As you said, it would be an utter waste of resources to bother with someone as thoroughly useless as yourself go after you.
That being said - engage in any action against the Empire, and we will respond the same way to you as we respond to any other threat to our agenda - violently. That includes selling our secrets and other such niceties.
[Private//Encrypted to Soundwave and Shockwave]
Report, please. Any luck on the recruitment front? Other information? Was Terrorsaur dealt with?
[[Private//Encrypted to the
Decepticon Filter]]
Decepticons. I am resuming command. There will be absolutely no arguments about this.
That being said, we need to have a meeting - a frank discussion concerning our current plans and direction in this city. I feel that we've lost our focus, and we need to think about what, exactly, we're doing. Make some real plans. I'd prefer a face to face meeting for this, if possible.
[Private to Rimmer / no encryption]
...
Thank you.
[Private//Encrypted to Skyfire]
Are you alright?
[[ooc: as noted before, Starscream is now in a partially techno-organic robot body. For the short version of how you can tell, see
here. If you have questions about that, ping that post.]]