I am your new leader!

[starsmirk]

Where's Megatron? He's certainly not here. What an incompetent fool.

Never mind him. This is a good thing! If he is not here, then I am the new leader of the Decepticons, effective immediately! Come and greet your new leader!

I've waited a long time for this.

--smirk--

Comments

[ruthless_hunter]

Why don'cha say it louder? Don't think everyone heard you.

[starsmirk]

As long as that wasn't an objection, I'm willing to let that slide this time. But in the future, show more respect to your leader!

Eh, you ARE a Decepticon, aren't you? You don't look like any Decepticon I know, but you definitely don't look like an Autobot.

[ruthless_hunter]

Depends. I might be a Decepticon, for the right price.

[starsmirk]

Starscream blinks as he mulls over the other bot's words for a few seconds. He snarls and extends one arm-- an arm with a null ray cannon mounted on it.

How about I just kill you?

[swindle_blitz]

Oh, look, it's a Starscream! Hiiii!

*Random face is all agrin*

[starsmirk]

Gah!

Starscream jumps back, surprised. He takes a long look at the other bot.

What the-- You resemble Blitzwing, except... crazier than I remember. Sigh Decepticons these days... between you and big-chin over there, our war effort must be really going downhill. But that will all change, now that you have a brilliant leader like myself!

[swindle_blitz]

"We are, and we are!" Blitzwing says with a cackle, then glances over at Lockdown, "Oh, it's a Lockdown! I wonder if he's the same one that Swindle tried to sell cookies to..."

[starsmirk]

What? You know him?

Starscream grabs Blitzwing's arm and pulls him to one side. He's trying to be secretive, but isn't subtle at all.

Tell me about him. Is he going to offline me while I recharge?

[screamsofstars]

"As much an idiot as most of you, I see," says a high shrill voice from the top of a nearby bank of lockers, the tones absently dismissive and bored.

[starsmirk]

Not only do I not know what you're talking about, but I resent the insult to my intelligence. I was a scientist once, you know! Come down here and show yourself!

[screamsofstars]

"I'm right here, exhaust for CPU." A tiny being stands and crosses her arms over her chest. "And the key word is 'once'. If you had stuck with that and not given in to your insecurities you might have made something of yourself other than the mulitverse's kicktoy."

Starscream, meet Starscream. And she's talking to her long long past self as much as to you.

[starsmirk]

Starscream stares at the tiny creature. Something about her seems familiar... more familiar than he is comfortable with, and it shows in his face.

I had ambitions! Ambitions that couldn't be worked out in the laboratory. And I have made something of myself! I was Megatron's second-in-command! Without him here, I lead the Decepticons!

I'm sure that's more than a tiny thing like you could accomplish.

[liarscream]

Why, you're nothing at all like my creator. And there's certainly no possible way you are an alternate version of him.

[starsmirk]

...Ramjet? Is that you? You're looking... thin! And when did your chin get so long?

Oh well, it's at least nice to see a reliable seeker here.

[liarscream]

Oh yes, very reliable indeed...

[starsmirk]

Something about Ramjet's tone makes Starscream pause. However, given his options, Ramjet is the most familiar Decepticon around.

I feel like I'm missing something... But never mind, there are more important issues at stake.

You mentioned alternate versions of bots. This is an alternate universe? That would explain your... appearance, I suppose.