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Unicron the Devourer is back, and he's hungry...for something to do. He's bored out of his moon-sized head and, against all reason, sitting on a Nexus Couch.
Half the time I come here, I wind up in a philosophical discussion with a minicon or one of Primus's children. No one ever seems to care about anything but my eating habits and political opinions. What catagories do people try to put you into?
Half the time I come here, I wind up in a philosophical discussion with a minicon or one of Primus's children. No one ever seems to care about anything but my eating habits and political opinions. What catagories do people try to put you into?