[Open][Video; At the edge of the Haven, slight static]

[megaton]

[So he'd made it. He'd made it, he was alive, and he was still here. He could see the distant temples from the mountain he stood on, some ancient and run-down building in ruins behind him. Despite the dilapidation, there is a very new 'STARSCREAM FOR OVERSEER' poster tacked onto the wall within his view...the perfect place for a high-flying, far-ranging jet to test out non-permanent adhesives without anyone noticing.]

So.

[He begins by reaching out, aiming, and completely blasting the wall and accompanying poster.]

Is there anyone who actually intends to vote for Starscream?

Comments

[Video]

[megaton]

It must be my upbeat personality.

[He'll answer your joke with another one.]

[That doesn't stop him from looking around, however.]

I have a visual. A tiny glint in the sky, but I'm going to bet it is you. There's something about that blue glow that is difficult to mistake.

[Video]

[a_father_to_his_men]

There is no accounting for taste if that is what turned it off of you.

[He has some genuine like for the other Megatron, despite their differences in ideas.)

Well thank goodness for that.

[He laughs a little and puts a little more push into his engines to flare them slightly.)

[Video]

[megaton]

Show off.

[He snorts, but there's a smirk on his faceplates that is hard to dismiss. He might just like you, too.]

You must give me the name of your armorsmith.