re_alignment | [Video]

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!npc | megatronus prime

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Now that our most recent issue has been resolved...

[Cue Megatronus' familiar murderous expression, also known as his Mondays face.]

Frenzy.

I will give you a choice. You will present yourself to the police force, or you will present yourself to me. These are your only options. If you choose to take a third route, I will make you regret your very existence.

Don't test my patience, either. You have one day.

[You know what you - allegedly - did, little cassette. You're not off the hook just yet. The only question is who you'd rather face the consequences from: your Firstforged, or the police?]

As for the rest of my Marked – I will be in the central temple for the next few days. If you have needs, let them be known now.

--
[Locked to the Police Force]
--

You wanted an opportunity to interrogate Frenzy. If he comes to me, I will allow it, but his punishment will remain my burden if he is guilty.

If he does not, you're free to do as you see fit with him.

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It's not. Think back a little further and it should come to you. What else might you have done that would cause the police force to take interest in you?

[He does think about this. Even mouths something and starts counting on his fingers.]

Tha police team, ya say? Er, well...

Called Ultra Dragnus borin' an' old.

Uh, told dat McCrane guy he was fugly...

Um... Stole that zippy blue guy's turbofox an' held it fer ransom...

Got that one other dude butthurt over me tellin' 'im to kill his stupid drone - I mean he was askin' fer advice on what t'do!

Probably told dat one human girl wit' the yellow fuzz on yer head she was ugly at some point, too...

An' that other guy, the one with the weird face, told him off when he was snoopin' 'round askin' questions.

[shrug] I ain't kicked none of their afts, though? Guess they're just a bunch of sensitive sissies.

[If he didn't consider himself above it, there would be some hardcore face-palm interaction happening right now.

Instead, Megatronus lets his engine voice his impatience for him.]

The doll, Frenzy. Your minor mischief is of no concern to me.

...

...

Oh.

[another moment of silence then--] O-Okay, well, let... lemme jus'... come over there... an' we can tawk more...

[And, yeah, he does come along. Eventually. About a half hour or so late. And kind of... real slow. He might have spent a few minutes pacing nearby and watching Megatronus from afar, but that's neither here nor there. It's sort of obvious he's scared, but damn, he's trying to keep a calm facade.]

H-Heeey. Megatronus. [biiig smile] Long time, no pulverizin' bugs.

If only you had been able to restrict your destructive urges to those monsters.

[Megatronus crosses his arms. His irritation at being made to wait and his satisfaction that Frenzy heeded his commands are precisely cancelling each other out at the moment.

Try not to tip him too far in the direction that leads to a sudden crushing death, Frenzy. His temper has been strained of late.]

What, exactly, did you do to Trion's puppet?

S-Sorry, boss. [He shrugged, spreading his hands in a "who'da thunk"-type gesture.] Sometimes bein' a cassette has its dis-ad-van-tee-ges.

[At the question, Frenzy winces.] Tha... tha puppet, right. Uh... ["What about him?" haha, no, that was suicidal.] Y'mean 'bout him dyin' an' all. [He almost looks offended, sir.] Dat what the Autoboobs told ya? They sayin' I killed 'im? Why would they go an' say scrap like dat? Ha, I know why - 'cause they're freakin' Autobots. [hmph]

There are worse things to be than a cassette.

[An organic, for example, or a living doll. What a terrible way to live!]

Frenzy. Are you telling me that you didn't kill Four?

[Megatronus' words are low and slow to make sure that Frenzy catches every one of them. He's interested in the facts, not in more babble about Frenzy's hatred of Autobots.]

[Dammit. Frenzy gave another full body flinch before stilling completely.] Why... Why would... I mean, c'mon! They're just sayin' scrap! I was only jokin'! [He's trying to sound convincing, but he only sounds flustered and annoyed and defeated.] You-- You don't really believe 'em, do ya? I mean, c--come on! [And he laughs and shrugs and smiles and oh, God, it's so pitiful, it hurts. And it takes him nearly a full minute to realize he's not fooling anyone.]

[What starts as a low grumble turns into a loud] AARGH FINE! [He throws his arms into the air, now more angry than scared - oh, not angry at you, sir] I fraggin' "killed" tha stupid doll! Why's it such a problem!? It's a fraggin' doll! It's dis tiny, tiny, tiny mute, ugly, fraggin' - I mean, what!? Am I gonna get in trouble if I kick a toy next time!?

[And... wince. Sometimes Frenzy forgets his temperament can cause... problems.] Er, I mean, y'know. No offense to you's. Jus'... Y'know? [He doesn't know but you know? Yeah. He's nervous.]

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