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    ( Because it is telepathy. Anyone who I want to hear me can. )

And, since he doesn’t see the point in subtlety, that still means everyone in sight.

                  "Can ya both please cut the yelling!?"

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Hey! Unicron! Be a responsible parent to ur child! >:(

( No. )

( Even if the damned thing looks like me, I didn't make it. That's Primacron's job, not mine. )

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... not to say he’s above, or below, any chance for havoc.

    The multiverse has been sorely lacking, he thinks. 

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   He’s only here to aquaint the little one with the multiverse. 

Best to do it now before its caretaker realizes, he thinks. 

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   ( THEN STOP THINKING I’M LOUD. )

                  "Can ya both please cut the yelling!?"

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    ( WHY WOULD I FIGHT SOMETHING THAT HASN’T EVEN LEARNED IT’S A PERSON YET? )

    ( POOR THING HAS AN EGO AS THIN AS A PANCAKE. IT, IT BEING THE FIGHT, WOULD BE OVER IN MOMENTS. )

                  "Oh frag there's two Unicron's fighting."

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   He is old now.

Unicron are born old, mind you, but such only makes him all the older. He has done his duty and his part, consumed and remade and consumed again, but now his time is done. 

    He has a choice. Continue to devour and defy the Balance, or give in and die peacefully. 

     He’s giving in. He has no desire to do much of anything for any longer than he has to.

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   ( BLOODY RUDE. )

( SEE IF I HELP YOU WITH ANYTHING ELSE. )

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Hey, Thotimus, do you know any of Uni's weak points?

    “Well, I don’t think any of his forms have knees. Does that count?”

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Have you ever ran into glitches or viruses with a physical form?

   ( You do realize what I am, correct? )

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kups-war-stories​:

Pause-

“I’ll give you the location of a galaxy to eat if you eat froid or throw him into space–”

   ( I DON’T KNOW WHO THAT IS OR WHY I SHOULD CARE. I CAN FIND MY OWN MEALS, THANK YOU. )

"How many galactic entities are following me now?"

"Two...three......four world eaters and.... yeah I still don't know the others..."

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poooooooooooooke.

    Leeeeeeeans out of touch.

( Careful now, young one. You’ll cause a paradox. )

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   ( So many Unmakers and yet, and yet, I’m still the only one who choses his job over frieeeendship. )

"How many galactic entities are following me now?"

"Two...three......four world eaters and.... yeah I still don't know the others..."

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willnotgogently​:

There’s a larder of meat? Fresh even? This is enough to peak his interest and he nods quickly. He doesn’t know who an Optimus is but he can assume that it’s some bot with a good deal of metal on him if one would make a bot like this happy and well fed. What would it taste like, he wonders? He probably won’t be able to take in much of the metal himself now, he rarely does with even the non sentient flesh, but the energon… it would be such a rush.

“Still alive when we bite into them?” There’s a flicker of want in his optics and he steps closer to Unicron, all wonder and desire wrapped up in his tiny frame.

     ( Of course. They’d spoil otherwise. )

He bows, polite, as a wing jerks up and... rips through something. A hole opens, spreading like the tear in a pair of pants, splitting the background and exposing another layer. Within is a bit dark, lit by violet shards, but it looks safe enough.

    He holds the doorway between realities open, a hand shifting to imply his new friend should step in. 

    ( You can have your pick of my selection. If I may recommend, try one of the options closer to the rift. They’re older and a bit more... refined, if you will. They’ve spent longer on a formulated diet to make the most of their taste. )

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   ( Stars abound, I wish I had those horns. )

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Have you ever tried Energon-O's before?

    ( IF I HAVE, I DON’T RECALL. I DON’T SEE THE APPEAL IN SHAPING ENERGON CRYSTALS INTO A LETTER OF A LANGUAGE I CAN’T UNDERSTAND. )

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   ( ... hm. The multiverse just expanded by a large degree. )

( Must be a new series. )