[Video] [Transmission originating from: Somewhere in the Junkpile]

[aerospacecommander]

Greetings.

For those who have the misfortune of not knowing who I am -- my name is Commander Starscream.

All Decepticons will report to me as I am rightfully your leader.

Any Autobots who wish to jump ship from the losing side are also welcome to my brigade.

Everyone else -- well, lets just hope you come to your senses in good time.

Comments

[not_halfbaked]

Oh, sure, no problem.

'How big I can work,' huh?... So, do you want to meet me at Megatronus' arena for the demo? That'll give me a lot of space. Or do you have something else in mind?

[my_own_trope]

[Unlike most of his peers, he still needs to walk everywhere. Pair that with what might be the tactically HORRIBLE idea of waltzing into into an area he already knows is populated with two other 'Starscreams' and the First Forged Megatron stole a name from, well...]

That's rather far from where I am now--

[Wait. Accompanied by one of the little creatures Megatronus has a claim on, Starscream might have a pretty good alibi in the works for why he just might be poking around in another First Forged's territory.]

Actually, on second thought I do believe the arena will suffice, yes.
I've a few little errands I need to run, but I can meet you there [@ some time and date].
I trust this is acceptable?

[not_halfbaked]

Sure, that'll work! Just let me know what time's cool for you.

[my_own_trope]

Of course.
You will hear from me, Korra.

[Get in his pocket, he wants you as his pet.]