re_alignment | [Video] [Originating outside Megatronus's temple] [also, plenty accents to go around]

[It's amazing the communicator still works, with how much he's freakin' hitting it. It spins dizzily down, aside, up, then back down, until you've got Frenzy's face all up in yours. He looks agitated, annoyed, and a little sour - there's a dent in the top left side of his helm, as well as a crack along the top left corner of his red visor.]

Those myztical stupid trashbins in rags told me I'm in some fraggin' alternate u-ni-verse, on an alternate Cybatron. I fell from some fraggin' tear in time er whatever an' I've been given dis ugly thing. [He points to the Megatronic glyph on his arm, though you can't see it with how he's angled the communicator.] An' I told 'em, stop tryin' t'miss wit' my processors; told 'em ain't NO ONE make a mark on Frenzy, an' then I...!

[Frenzy trails off. Frowns.] Well, I was gonna shoot 'em, but my fraggin' guns are lost somewhere. Dat's what they said. Prolly took 'em. But I did fight one-a dem. Knocked it outta da fraggin' ball mark, know what I'm sayin'? Sent the sparklin' cryin' for his mama! [Sure, he's laughing and boasting, but there's still something off, as if he's lying. But shh, you don't notice that. He doesn't even bother to mention his superficial head/visor wounds.]

Anyway, where th' frag is Soundwave? Rumble? Laserbeak? Scrap, the entire fraggin' family!? I know I can't be th' only one offus here! [grumble] Just my fraggin' luck if I'm surrounded entirely by dumb Autobutts...

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[If he could blink with a visor, he totally would.] Soundwave, is dat you? What's with the paint j--

[a beat]

Didja just call me "little dude"?

Well, I--

Um. This ain't gonna be easy to explain...

[Soundwave tries to not sound too sullen. Despite everything, even though he knows this isn't technically his Frenzy, he cares. He can't stop that.]

I'm Soundwave. But I'm from another universe, Frenzy. So, there's gonna be a lot of differences.

But I wanna let you know that despite any differences, I'm still here for you. Okay?

[tilts head] What sorta differences? I mean, besides tha obvious. Y'talk weird, y'sound weird, y'look even weirder, but... Yer not one-a dem, right? You ain't no sissy scum-guzzler Autobutt, right? You wouldn't be no Soundwave if y'were.

I ain't some Autobot. I'm a 'Con. That might mean somethin' different to me, but we're both Decepticons, little dude.

[He pats his red Decepticon symbol.] Y'see?

[HE IS SO SO CONFUSED] Whatta mean "somethin' different"? Yer talkin' in riddles, Soundwave. [he eyeballs that insignia] Guess the "Autobot red" threw me off. ... Like, ain't no one else with you? Not even Rumble? An' are you here at dis Megatronica-whatever temple, too? Course ya would be, 'cause if it's got anythin' t'do with Megatron, natch you'd be here. [don't mind that slight I'M LONELY WHERE'S MY 3 BILLION SIBLINGS fluctuation there.]

Just that it's got a different origin. Sorry, didn't mean t'confuse ya, little dude.

...Nah. N-not Rumble. [Wow, that's an awkward topic.] None of the other tapes are here. Yer th' first that's shown up here.

Well, I'm not stayin' there. I got my own plan I made instead. It's a recreational center. If y'want, you can come stay with me.

Aw, man, really? [SIGH] Freakin' perfect.

[but... there's still some apprehension and confusion mingled with a shot of suspicion.]

Yeah, uh. Maybe I'll catch up to ya later. Jus' gonna give the joint a look over. But, uh... later, yeah, definitely.

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