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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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[Thundercracker freezes, optics brightening in growing alarm at the look in the other's gaze, bracing against the pain of the tightening grip even as the panels of his wrist begin to warp and buckle slightly.]

L-lord Megatron! What-?

[He catches himself, and stoops carefully to set down the armload of parts, his optics never leaving the overlord's.]

[[And if there's anything you want me to change in this, just lemme know!]]

It is all wrong. [He hisses, his optics flashing, pulling the other closer and hooking out his ankle to trip the blue jet.] I will not go crazy. I will not be subject to any control but my own!

[Despite that, he pushes downward, aiming to ground Thundercracker and pin him.]

[[And LOL it's fine. XD]]

[The aim will be met with almost ridiculous simplicity, never-minding the experience of the veteran soldier that he's overpowering.]

[Thundercracker yelps in surprise but only resists for a knee-jerk instant, starting to fight back on reflex, before long and terrible conditioning catches up with him. You DON'T. Fight back. With Megatron. ...EVER. He knows this, he knows better.]

[The Seeker hits the ground with a pained grunt, flat on his back with the overlord's weight on top of him. He's not afraid – NO REALLY HE'S NOT ~~help!?~~ - but he is deeply alarmed at the sudden turn.]

M-megatron! Megatron, wait! I'm n-not the one doing this to you! I'm just trying to help! L-let . . . let me go!

[It is, perhaps, the fact that TC does not struggle that gives him pause. He stares down, his optics still blazing, his engine still growling loudly, but his head cocks, and he listens for a moment.]

...

You aren't the thing I truly wish to destroy.

[It's all he manages, before he thrusts himself off, standing in a smooth, wild motion, and roaring.]

GO.

GO, NOW.

GET OUT OF HERE.

[Fans rattling with deep distress, it actually takes a moment for the Seeker to register what's happening. Then he's scrambling to his feet, backpedaling well out of reach.]

Megatron . . . I . . .

[He kicks on his heel thrusters, adding some vertical distance to further protect himself. He knows he should obey, and he knows that Megatron could still attack him again even at this distance. But he can't just leave. For...reasons...]

Lord Megatron. The First-Forged . . . they . . . they might be able to help. Alpha Trion might be able to help you.

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[Action] >D Hoo-boy...

[Action] He wants your body, TC~

[Action] AHHHHHHH all the NOPES in the world aren't enough! D8

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