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[This begins so simply, with Megatron, in a cave, standing in front of the beginnings of the interdimensional space bridge he and his allies had been working on. There is a foundation, already constructed. There is even a power source in the form of a lovely generator nearby.]

If you believe I would let something as meaningless as a glyph keep me from my goals, you are mistaken.

I will continue.

Nothing will keep me from going home.

[He's going to do this. If he has some small headache, that means nothing. This won't stop him.]

There are only a few pieces more that are needed.

[A list scrolls, detailing parts that aren't assembled yet.] If anyone has access to these, I will be coming for them.

We are not finished.

Not yet.

[This is the only hope that he can give. For others...and for himself.]

((OOC NOTE: Megs will be patrolling the Haven while he responds to any replies. If you wish to have him run into you (as he begins to go Glyphless mad) then just put [Action] in your title! He will likely start out okay and then suddenly attack.))

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[While Megatron's wandering around, there's a certain spider observing him. Lets see if he notices the widow.]

[He...doesn't.]

[Not at first, distracted as he is by the urgency of his task and the uncertainty he feels about his attack on Soundwave.]

[Still, he is out looking for parts, and when one of those parts looks suspiciously like mandibles, his optics narrow up at you.]

Black Arachnia?

[It could not be...not the same one he knew from before, at least.]

So you know my name. Do I need to ask which moron told you?

[She observes him for a few more minutes before taking on her bot form and making sure her guns were primed on him. Just in case.]

I would recognize you regardless...

[Except he doesn't. When she transforms, eveything is different. Gold, where there was purple. Sleek metal where there was exoskeleton before. This is not the spider he was looking for.]

Though perhaps I am mistaken.

[His thoughts are too cloudy. Past, and present...they're too close together.]

I would recommend staying back. [After his encounter with Soundwave, his trigger finger has become much, much too itchy.] Unless you like a good fight?

Yeah, I'm getting that a lot. Too many spider bots that look like me. We really should have a meeting sometime and straighten things out.

[Her body tenses at the mention of a fight. Well, if he attacked, it was time to see how her venom affected older bots. Sometimes, field tests were the best way to find out.

But, the question was would even her venom help against an old slagger like Megatron?]

That depends on the fight and who with. I'm sorry to say, you're not my usual type of dancing partner.

Perhaps it is a good alt mode.

[He's always liked the extra legs.]

That is smart of you. [He smirks, baring one of his pointed teeth.] I'm not insane. Not yet. [He's in denial.] But that could change at any moment, and I am not finished with what I have to do.

By virtue of being a Megatron, you're already insane.

[Blunt? Of course. Whether or not that was a good idea to say remained to be seen at this point. Though, knowing her luck,Blackarachnia may want to start running in a moment.]

[The way the shock of anger jolts through him, visibly, might be an indication of just how unhinged he is right now.]

And what proof do you have of this?

[He growls, his tone turned dangerous.]

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