The end of the line!
...it's no good.
Neutral zone or no, I've put up with enough of this! I can't stand any more! I WILL HAVE VENGEANCE!
*optics flare and then darken* *lowers voice, clenching my fist fiercely*
Whatever it takes...!
*gets navigatorsghost out of her cage and puts her on the console to take dictation* *sits down on throne and props chin on hand, frowning in deep thought, composing what may be the most momentous message any Decepticon commander has ever had occasion to send*
"To Rodimus Prime, Autobot Commander, Matrix-Bearer - greetings, Chosen One!
Further to recent events - most of them a direct consequence of this ridiculous fad for using human communication networks and, worse, socialising with the humans resident on them! - it seems that the situation has escalated to the point where drastic measures are required!
I don't think you need to be told what I'm referring to, do you? Apparently, our being mortal enemies is no longer enough to keep these - these fangirls from making groundless and humiliating allegations at our expense. So, I suggest we join forces against them! If we refuse to do anything about each other whatsoever, then these loathsome creatures will be forced to give up for want of material.
And then, enemy mine, perhaps we can continue our battles without any fear of misinterpretation!
Signed,
Galvatron - Decepticon Emperor, Herald of Unicron, Future Ruler of the Universe."
*sighs and closes optics for a moment* *then slams clenched fist hard into other palm with a jarring crash of metal*
AAAAAARGH! Why? WHY?! Give me fire, give me death, give me odds of ten thousand to one... give me armies of marauding Quintessons, give me Unicron resurrected... give me anything but a plague of fangirls!
*to Rath* Now send that before I change my mind about this idea!
Over and out,
~Galvatron, Decepticon Overlord~
Neutral zone or no, I've put up with enough of this! I can't stand any more! I WILL HAVE VENGEANCE!
*optics flare and then darken* *lowers voice, clenching my fist fiercely*
Whatever it takes...!
*gets navigatorsghost out of her cage and puts her on the console to take dictation* *sits down on throne and props chin on hand, frowning in deep thought, composing what may be the most momentous message any Decepticon commander has ever had occasion to send*
"To Rodimus Prime, Autobot Commander, Matrix-Bearer - greetings, Chosen One!
Further to recent events - most of them a direct consequence of this ridiculous fad for using human communication networks and, worse, socialising with the humans resident on them! - it seems that the situation has escalated to the point where drastic measures are required!
I don't think you need to be told what I'm referring to, do you? Apparently, our being mortal enemies is no longer enough to keep these - these fangirls from making groundless and humiliating allegations at our expense. So, I suggest we join forces against them! If we refuse to do anything about each other whatsoever, then these loathsome creatures will be forced to give up for want of material.
And then, enemy mine, perhaps we can continue our battles without any fear of misinterpretation!
Signed,
Galvatron - Decepticon Emperor, Herald of Unicron, Future Ruler of the Universe."
*sighs and closes optics for a moment* *then slams clenched fist hard into other palm with a jarring crash of metal*
AAAAAARGH! Why? WHY?! Give me fire, give me death, give me odds of ten thousand to one... give me armies of marauding Quintessons, give me Unicron resurrected... give me anything but a plague of fangirls!
*to Rath* Now send that before I change my mind about this idea!
Over and out,
~Galvatron, Decepticon Overlord~