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mightymegatron

There are very few in the world who understand how Megatron thinks as well as Soundwave does. This is apparently true of even those from other universes, and it both pleases and irks Megatron like nothing else can.

He’s right about one thing. If there is no other way to remove the Dark Energon, he will succumb to Unicron upon his death, no matter how far into the future that may be. He’s seen it happen to his alternates. However…

::What I have always done is take my life into my own hands. Giving it over to a being whose existence I repeatedly attempted to end would be a sentence in and of itself! What you speak of is no battle, it is surrender.::

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Megatron listens while his armor flares and his field bristles in defensive aggression. He listens as the screen of the datapad he’s holding cracks under the claw of his thumb from holding it too tightly. He listens as Soundwave doesn’t lecture so much as dissect him with exactly what he doesn’t want to hear. 

But he listens.

He understands nothing better than fighting for yourself;

this is logic he can’t refute, logic he would use. Logic he’d been blinded to.

There’s no way to know for sure that the traitor is being honest, but his offer isn’t something to be taken lightly, not when Soundwave had gone out of his way to yell at him from across the bridge he’d burned in defecting. Megatron knows that if Soundwave understands him this well, he can understand Soundwave, at least a little, too.

It’s been a long time since the last message, but the line is still open. His glyphs aren’t as harsh when he finally does send them, without a hint of sarcasm.

::I will take that into consideration, Soundwave. So long as there are no puppets involved.::

“Heh. Why did you ever leave…” His tone was less accusing and more melancholy. Probably too much like a rhetorical despair instead of a question. He’s glad he hadn’t said it over comm.

☭ (M!A or not)

((M!A for sure! Bitty Rigel’s borderline-scared of him enough as it is, no giant sword to the face for you, bitlet))

Battle intro: “Let’s see what the years have taught you.”

Victory: “Heh. You still have much to learn, I see.

Defeat: In a monotone, not-actually-serious voice: “Clearly, you have to be stopped. Rigel must be executed immediately.”

Assist: “You haven’t outgrown me, yet!”

Taunt: “Oh Guiding Light, spare me from this terrible fate!”

Reacting to Taunt: “Ah, yes. There’s the Ratchet in you.”

Flee: “Enough. I won’t repeat history.”

Reacting to Flee: “Perhaps this was not the best idea…”

Tie: “You’ve grown into a good fighter. I would expect nothing less.”

Perfect Victory: “You’ve been meditating too much. Spend more time in your own body.”

Finishing Move: Bringing his cannon into the sword fight. “A warrior uses all things at his disposal to win.”

Double Visions

 big-shoes-to-fill:

“Ah, well,” he tapped his digits together as he thought over the questions. “Technically–”

And then came the last remark. His optics cycled wide, immediately drawn up to the marred face that had asked and staring back at him while anxiety prickled through his field, and with care, he replied: “No, I haven’t.”

Sabri’s attitude shifted from unbridled familiarity to a pensive, yet calm, formality as he continued, “I am here to speak with you, M’Lord, called by Anonymous and their wiles to bring hope. Guidance in troubled times, as is the calling of all Followers. For the exact lesson or premonition of your future… I can only speculate based on what grace you’ve shown me in my life.”

With a sweeping gesture, he motioned beyond where they stood. “Could… We sit and talk, maybe?”

The warlord’s confusion didn’t fade, rather shifted into curiosity as he regarded Rigel’s future. A holy mech, called here to guide him… yet neither of them knew exactly for what purpose. Megatron had a feeling he could guess, but he was a master at prolonging the inevitable. Just look at how long the war had lasted.

His gaze followed the golden one’s gestures, and only then he notice the gathering of very confused vehicons. Perhaps this wasn’t the best place. ::Clear the primary flight deck,:: he commed. ::I will be using it for a private meeting. Those out on reconnaissance are to land on the auxiliary decks when they return.:: There was no protest, and Megatron parted the gathered crowd just by walking in their general direction. He motioned for Rigel to follow.

Silence prevailed as they walked, while Megatron chose his words carefully, only glancing at his guest every so often to ensure he was still there. He was glad that he wasn’t just an illusion, but would not be disappointed to look down and find him gone, either. The hanger doors slid shut behind them as they walked onto the empty deck.

“You may sit if you wish. I may join you, once I have learned more about you.” He’d known Rigel as a child, but so much time must have passed for this mech that there was no telling of his true intentions, not yet. That guard was not coming down. He fixed Rigel with an analytical glare.

“You “guide” others, do you? To what end?”

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Battle intro: “It isn’t often I get to spar with larger partners. Don’t hold back.”

Victory: “I could go for another if you’re up to the challenge.”

Defeat: “…You’re better than I expected.”

Assist: “Reload! I’ll do the rest.”

Taunt: “Ha! Size really doesn’t matter!”

Reacting to Taunt: “Silence.”

Flee: “This was a mistake.”

Reacting to Flee: “I’m not done with you!”

Tie: “…Well now. You’re more than just talk and high-grade after all.”

Perfect Victory: “You held back. Either that or you’re more rusty than you look.”

Finishing Move: [Censored] 

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Battle intro: “It’s been too long, Soundwave. I hope you’ve kept up on your battle protocols.”

Victory: “I expected more from you.”

Defeat: No words, just a challenging glare from his place on the ground. A dare.

Assist: “One of our little secrets.”

Taunt: “What’s the matter, Soundwave? Afraid without that accursed barrier?”

Reacting to Taunt: “I’ll show you weak-!”

Flee: “I am not finished with you yet…”

Reacting to Flee: “You cannot run from this, Soundwave!!”

Tie: Panting from exertion with a grin. “Just like old times.”

Perfect Victory: “Do not insult me! Fight back!”

Finishing Move: His blade pressed to Soundwave’s chest while his cannon whirs to reflect its light in his visor. “Do you yield?”

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Battle intro: “I’m not sure you understand what you’re in for.”

Victory: “A valiant effort.”

Defeat: “Heh, minibots… never cease to surprise.”

Assist: “Behind me, now!!”

Taunt: “Perhaps there’s a reason you never advanced beyond your incarceration!”

Reacting to Taunt: “Noise…”

Flee: “Calm yourself, I’m not your enemy!”

Reacting to Flee: A toothy smirk.

Tie: “You would have made a good Decepticon.”

Perfect Victory: “Perhaps you should train more with Bumblebee first.”

Finishing Move: “Do not challenge me again until you are ready.

☭

Battle intro: “Let’s see if you’ve retained anything.”

Victory: “What do you do when you are outclassed? What have I been saying!?”

Defeat: “I won’t go so easy on you next time.”

Assist: “Cover me!”

Taunt: “Cute.”

Reacting to Taunt: “For the last time, they are not meant to be removed!”

Flee: “Enough!”

Reacting to Flee: 

“THAT IS NOT WHAT YOU DO.”

Tie: “You are improving. Perhaps I shouldn’t hold back…”

Perfect Victory: “Apparently not.”

Finishing Move: “You’re overextended!”

☭

Battle intro: “Very well, then.”

Victory: “You have the advantage. Use it!”

Defeat: “…He’s safe in your hands.”

Assist: “Keep searching, find them! I’ll cover you.”

Taunt: “Have you ever actually used any of the weapons you sell? Hit me!”

Reacting to Taunt: “Don’t speak of what you don’t understand!”

Flee: “Enough of this! You’ve proved your point.”

Reacting to Flee: “You cannot hide forever!”

Tie: “…Few have earned this right.”

Perfect Victory: “How can you protect others if you cannot even defend yourself?!”

Finishing Move: “Predictable!!”

☭

Battle intro: “Your turn.”

Victory: “Get up. You’re too distracted.”

Defeat: “Good. I’ll have an order put in for your weapons to be upgraded.”

Assist: “All units fall back! This one is mine.”

Taunt: “Use your fear!”

Reacting to Taunt: “You will regret that.”

Flee: “Full retreat!”

Reacting to Flee: “Do not turn your back on your Leader!”

Tie: “That was better.”

Perfect Victory: “Why do we even train you…”

Finishing Move: “Useless.”