[Audio]

[neverputincharge]

[This isn't something he ever thought he'd have to announce. He never wanted to do, but he felt obligated to do it. Being the most senior warrior of the team left, it feels like his duty to do it.

He's keeping it short and to the point though. His voice wavering some as he speaks, despite his best efforts. He never was good at controlling his emotions, and this isn't the best time to try.]

Optimus Prime...is dead.

[He would've cut it right there, but then he remembers. Right, he has to clarify which one.]

Our...Optimus Prime.

[With that, he cuts the feed. Primus he could use some high grade right now.]

Comments

[dinnerdate]

I'm not stupid.

[neverputincharge]

I didn't say ya were.

Don't go around assumin'. Even I've spared 'cons back home.

[dinnerdate]

I'll believe it when I see it, and I've never seen a 'Bot spare a 'Con.

[neverputincharge]

Then we'll have ta wait and see.

[dinnerdate]

I'll be dead before it happens.

[neverputincharge]

Man, you aint got much optimism do ya?

[dinnerdate]

What's the point? I know it's not going to happen.

[neverputincharge]

Ya don't know that for sure.

[dinnerdate]

All Autobots are the same, don't see that changing.

[neverputincharge]

Hngh, you just haven't met the right ones. Who knows, maybe one day I'll save ya.

[dinnerdate]

...From?

[neverputincharge]

[Wow, no doubt this time?]

Who knows, scrap always sees ta be happenin' here.

[dinnerdate]

[Oh he's doubting. Lots of doubting. And believing that Bulkhead will save him from something he probably caused, if such a thing would ever happen.]

You'd only do it to brag.

[neverputincharge]

Ya really think that low of me, huh? I wouldn't brag about it, cause there aint a point to. I'd know it and you'd know it.

[Challenge accepted.]

Next time ya get in trouble, call me.

[dinnerdate]

Just proving that you can then. You've got no other reason to save me.

...I think I'd be better off dead.

[neverputincharge]

Have ya given me a reason not to want to?

[dinnerdate]

I'm a Decepticon that isn't dead. That seems to be reason enough for you Autobots.

[neverputincharge]

[Hear that thump noise? That was him facepalming.]

Yeah well, things don't work the same on this Cybertron, if you haven't noticed.

[dinnerdate]

Yeah? Doesn't seem to stop the rest of your faction from hating me.

[neverputincharge]

Really? Who?

[dinnerdate]

Every Autobot I've spoken to.

[And sadly it's true. For the most part.]

[neverputincharge]

Well with an attitude like that...

[No, really. He has the most frustrating attitude ever.]

I do admit, ya don't give the greatest of first impressions.

[dinnerdate]

What does my attitude have to do with this? They find out I'm a Decepticon and then doesn't matter what was going on before, they suddenly hate me.

[neverputincharge]

Know why? Cause after a milenia of war, it becomes a natural reaction to 'cons. Just like 'con's react that way to us.

[Con's aren't that innocent ether.]

[dinnerdate]

[Well he's not going to argue that.]

The war might as well be going on here. Nothing's changed.