your-local-tyrant

[your-local-tyrant]

The human sees the Tyrant walking around the streets again. He seems angry, but even so, she decides to greet the big guy.

"Uhn... hello, my Lord."

When she looks down at his pede, she notices the sticky black thing.

"Oh. Problems with fresh asphalt, I can see. If you wish, I can help you with that, sir. I have soap and vegetable oil that can help take this off. It might take a while, but will come out."

The tyrant was walking kinda funny, he was looking at the ground and dragging his pede along as if trying to scrape something off of it. He was causing a lot of damage but he didn't give a slag, in his opinion they deserved it.

He paused as he heard the voice and looked over to see another familiar organic. While it was impressive that he was able to remember certain organic individuals, It didn't matter at the time. He was angry and all he thought about was getting this stuff off his pede.

"Then I suggest you get to work!"

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He continues his attempts to scrape the black gunk off of his pede as the other tried to carry on the conversation, although it was more akin to small talk. The substance was very sticky and is giving him some difficulty, but he's just as persistent. He grumbled angrily to himself as he fought with the pesky substance.

As for his men, so far nobody has made him yell today so that's already an improvement. It doesn't mean he'll speak highly of them though. After all, compliments from the tyrant were rare

"My men are also frustrating, even more so at times... they recently allowed the autobots to aquire minicons of their own because of their incompetence and it has cost us greatly. Since then, our victories have become few and far between. When I came here I thought I was bringing my best soldiers, but all I have are lazy fools who can't even follow a simple order."

“Hello,” Thundercracker said shyly. Behind him, his wings fluttered. “How are you doing, Megatron?” They had met only once before but he was feeling bold enough to ask.

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"I am fine, Thundercracker."

He said, as he sat on the floor and scraped black sticky gunk off of his pede. The organics would be getting their punishment later.

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send ❣ to give my muse a soft hug. no words needed.

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“Hello,” Thundercracker said shyly. Behind him, his wings fluttered. “How are you doing, Megatron?” They had met only once before but he was feeling bold enough to ask.

@the-bird-in-your-window

"I am fine, Thundercracker."

He said, as he sat on the floor and scraped black sticky gunk off of his pede. The organics would be getting their punishment later.

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He just stepped in freshly laid asphalt and now he now has sticky black stuff all over his pede. Getting it off will be fun.

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Well, ever since the rock was removed from his migraine scar he's had considerably less migraines. Perhaps the small organic who keeps visiting him was right.

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Minicon fights are a way to pass the time around here, but he'd rather spend his time doing things that are actually important. It might actually be a good thing that he doesn't participate because he knows his minicon would always win

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Demolisher won the minicon fight, cyclonus came in second. Starscream watched from the sidelines.

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His men are betting on minicon fights again

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Who needs sustenance or sleep when you have work

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Your local? And a tyrant? Next youre gonna tell me we roommates

"I can assure you, The only 'roommates' I have are the occasional bots I bring into my berth."

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Opinion on the gays

"relationships are of no concern to me, I could care less if any of my men were gay. If anything, it's quite common. As long as they stay loyal and fight for me they are welcome."

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Hope that Minicon was into big afts and face sitting...

"My aft is not big!"

Perhaps he should've been more specific

"And I did not sit on the minicon- I fell after I caught it!"

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It's been a while since he's polished his horn

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"Do not"

He's very eepy tonight

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He's very eepy tonight

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Among the chaos on the ground, the tyrant was still in the midst of it, fighting his way towards the capital. He removed his weapon from his back and was currently helping his army take out autobots, shooting them down left and right or atleast injuring them. He enjoyed battle, so of course he wouldn't let his men have all the fun, but right now he had priorities and those would have to be taken care of first. Once the capital is secure, his forces could have all the fun they want, slaughtering any who still opposed them.

Within minutes he would arrive at the capital and begin his ascent to the top of the large building. Once he was high enough to see above the battle and chaos, he'd witness a peculiar sight. A civilian vessel was flying erratically near the active war zone. The tyrant paused for a moment and watched this vessel in confusion and intrigue, wondering who'd be stupid enough to fly this close to an active war zone. The vessel in question had already been struck by accidental crossfire and sure enough, he'd see the ship go down and crash in the distance just a little while later.

The tyrant shook his helm in disappointment and continued his way up, eventually making it to the top of the capital where a large holographic autobot logo was displayed. He wasn't having any of that, so he quickly got to work reprogramming the hologram and watched as the autobots last hope faded from the sky. Once the visage of the decepticons appeared, it would mark yet another victory for the tyrant.

With his main objective complete, he could now focus on other things. His soldiers could take care of things here, they knew what to do, so he'd turn around and face the crash site of the civilian vessel. It wasn't too far away, he could easily get over there and back with little trouble. The tyrant began his journey back down the building and soon reached the ground, once he was there he'd grab a couple soldiers and head towards the crash site.

It took longer than he expected, but they arrived at the wreck and began securing the area. The tyrant was the first to find a door and with his impressive strength he'd tear it right off, giving them access to the inside. He let his soldiers enter first, just incase of an attack then he'd follow behind. Unfortunately, the owner of the ship was already gone and the tyrant would growl.

"They couldn't have gone far. Search the area and bring them to me!"

His soldiers would then run off in different directions and search for the potential owner of the ship.

Things were very busy for the decepticons back on cybertron. The tyrant had just began another assault on his 3rd city so everyone was on high alert. Once the walls were broken, the tyrants forces of decepticlones began swarming the city, unleashing heavy artillery and attacks that made buildings crumble. The tyrant watched from above and commanded the army inside one of the larger dropships that headed for the capital.

When he got close to it, the dropship was hit and damaged by the capitals defense systems, causing it to fall out of the sky. The tyrant waited for the right moment to jump out of it and caught a ledge of one of the nearby buildings. He dangled for a bit before managing to pull himself up onto the building. He watched as the ship exploded below, likely destroying anyone unfortunate enough to not get out. However, the tyrant could not be bothered to care and simply turned away from the wreck, moving onwards. He didn't care for insignificant drones, after all they could be replaced.

The destruction of his dropship was an inconvenience, he now had to travel over there on foot which slowed him down significantly but he wasn't wasting time. He made his way down to the ground and joined his forces in taking out enemy autobots.

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