the mundane is biting off more than easily handled here

[second_primespark]

While I'm impressed by your... initiative, and always willing to listen, my schedule is full. I really don't have the time to spare to converse with you and others in this metaphysical in-between.

If certain individuals get the idea I might not be vigliant... or can be traced by my presence here to my actual location, things would end badly.

[like they've done before, even if it's usually ended well.]

[truth to be told, though, he's just annoyed he got woke---]

Quiet, you. That being true or not, I'm not in the mood. I was preparing a whole new reality, and it has now been unaccountably delayed.

[he's just cranky this early in the morning, pay him no heed. he's a gentle sort, really!]

Comments

[aerospacecommander]

I don't believe in you.

[second_primespark]

You and many others, Starscream. Fortunately, I don't require belief to sustain my existence.

[aerospacecommander]

So then ... let's talk about how I'm the chosen one. Do I get the matrix?

[second_primespark]

[ah, yes. it was this one.]

No, Starscream. That's not what your spark is destined for.

[hope you don't mind being gently plucked right out of the sky and held up closer to his faceplates, little Seeker.]

It's both more singular, important, and far more terrible than wielding the Matrix.

[aerospacecommander]

[Why does everyone always have to pick him up?!]

... does this mean that I'm sacrifice to something?

[second_primespark]

[because this is the preorgative and privilege of those who are larger than you are. on the upside, you're not special in this regard?]

In a manner of speaking, yes. But everybody sacrifices all the time, as well.

[probably wouldn't have liked it, but presently the facts surrounding that reality is a bit... hazy.]

[aerospacecommander]

What do I look like? Some sort of goody goody Autobot?

I sacrifice myself for no one.

[second_primespark]

Cybertronian.

[well, you asked.]

Yet I seem to remember a moment when you paused, and did just that. It might not have been a large sacrifice of spark such as the one you derailed, but you did sacrifice some effort to save someone else.

[upon request or not, doesn't really matter, here. he'll just smile faintly and put Starscream down in his palm, now.]

[aerospacecommander]

Bah!

That was a minor annoyance, but I am not sacrificing my life for anyone.

[second_primespark]

And why are you assuming your life would be forfeit? You already changed the course of things, do you truly believe that if things had gone as desired that you'd necessarily have to sacrifice your life?

[that might still be what would have happened, but despite that dimension not being gone, due to outside factors he can no longer tell what was supposed to happen... or at least intended to.]

And even if you would have... two others did it instead.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING. LOUD NOISES. (I'm sorry)

[my_own_trope]

[He might not really believe in you, but here you are, and you look as solid as any other victim to whine at.]

Why does he receive your favour? I deserve to be chose too!

THAT'S OKAY, NEITHER DO I. (Don't be)

[second_primespark]

[oh, these Starscreams. he'll just rest his chin in one hand and you're probably lucky he's not that annoyed any more.]

You would claim his possible responsibilities, whatever... favour they might come with, when you have no idea what he was supposed to do?

[and since it possibly involved throwing himself at Unicron...]

His being chosen does not in any way reflect upon you, Starscream. You're neither more, nor less, valuable than he is because of that.

[settle down, little Seeker. you haven't been metaphysically insulted just because of a lack of being "chosen". but for someone who wanted to be a Prime, maybe it's to be expected.]

My default RP state

[my_own_trope]

[Meanwhile, he'll just be down here, being, you know, the sulkiest dust speck around your vague toe area]

He didn't seem so upset about being chosen.

[Pfft, you mean the figments of Megatron's imagination? Bring it. Intangible pretend enemies are his favourite kind]

I am however, less chosen.

[You could have picked anyone. You chose a librarian.]

[aerospacecommander]

You can have Sunstorm.

[my_own_trope]

Who is that?

[aerospacecommander]

Oh, just a radioactive, explody clone.

Its a package deal after all.

[my_own_trope]

So you're incompetent at building clones as well and you still got chosen over me?

Sounds like you deserve your defective product.

[Also... he could do without seeing some clones for a good long while. Like. Forever maybe. ESPECIALLY if binary bonding is involved...]

xD /pat

[second_primespark]

How he's acting now truly has no bearing on when he found out. Not that, admittedly, it was the most perfect method.

[a small shrug and then... honestly, Starscream. have a hand, and stop being sulky so very far down, perhaps?

And consider this, Starscream... you're currently talking to your creator, who's to say the "mythical" enemy of Cybertron and all of creation isn't as real as he is? whether you believe or not.]

All have their part to play, choices to make... Consider that anyone chosen to bear the Matrix forsake their own choices.

[he was suitable.]

[my_own_trope]

[...

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THERE IS A GIANT HAND DESCENDING AT HIM. Starscream doesn't have enough DNW gifs in his entire folder to accurately represent how much he actually DOESN'T WANT.

Have a little shriek, some backpedalling, and oh look, there he goes...jogging away...

And I'm sorry, were you saying something? He can't hear you over the sound of all that MASS COMING DOWN TO BRING ABOUT A VERY CRUSHING END to the glorious story that is Starscream's super glorious life.

(And that was just R U D E.)]

[second_primespark]

[you're just making this more difficult than it needs to be. for yourself, Starscream.

and you seem to forget that if you actually wanted to flee out of reach, you'd need to be... faster. his reach is a lot more impressive than pretty much anything else. so enjoy two fingers somehow very elegantly snagging your wings between them, Starscream as you go airborne without flying under your own power.

at least it only lasts a few moments, until he's set down on metal again? metal which belongs to the palm of the hand he didn't use to lift Starscream up.]

I'm not in the habit of crushing my children, Starscream.

[usually. smiting has been known to happen.]

[my_own_trope]

[If he wanted to be faster, he'd have his Tcog back. OH WAIT. And then Starscream expresses a wide spectrum of nonsense noises ranging from surprise, to indignant, to stark raving terror. Some very unattractive thrashing and flailing happens, but the moment he's put down, he's scrambling backwards on his little robobum, 'til he hits a finger, and then just, ALL THE DESPERATE CLINGING.]

"Please, please don't drop me. I meant no offense!"

[Never before has Starscream had vertigo. You are a cruel and weird god, Primus.]

[second_primespark]

[he'll just. sit through all that... rather undignified behaviour and then speak and behave as if he saw nothing. he can do that much.]

My hand is large enough you should have no problem staying on it, with a bit of care.

[normally he wouldn't say such a thing, but honestly. he's large like a good-sized planet (usually), and while he doesn't ineract with any of the sparks that come from him often, when he does...]

/jacks again

[aerospacecommander]

I think you should crush him.

:|

[second_primespark]

[Starscream, are you asking to get picked up again? at least you had some more dignity about it...]

And why should I do that? He's done nothing to deserve such treatment.

[my_own_trope]

[His wings are folded flat along his back, but at least he stands up, and good job Starscream, that's very brave of you. And look, he's taking tentative steps now toward the centre of that large hand and everything until he's roughly equidistant from any edge. ]

I'll just, um, stay here then, shall I?