Reaction to new issue (Spoilers)

[needlefingers]

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Oh frag.

[How does everything go from somewhat in-control to completely and catastrophically NOT IN CONTROL in the space of a few minutes? Chromedome and control really don't seem to be a thing anymore, if it ever was.

Worst part is, it's all his fault.]

Bad is an understatement here Mun.

Rewind...

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[flashdrive]

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[I guess 'You promised me you'd stop' is also an understatement here.]

[needlefingers]

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[You have no idea how much he wishes he did stop. So much for common sense.

Now everything is going to hell.]

[flashdrive]

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What do we do now?

[needlefingers]

[Chromedome puts his face in his hands.]

I don't know.

[Fear is his everything right now. For all he knows he'll open up that door and find-]

Rewind, don't die.

Please.

[It will be all his fault if he does, and he won't be able to handle that.]

[flashdrive]

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Only if you promise you don't either.

[And a small finger points to him, visor narrowing.]

And keep it this time.

[needlefingers]

[Can he really keep that promise? Chromedome doesn't know, but he's willing to make it anyway.]

I promise.

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Rewind... I'm sorry.

[flashdrive]

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[Now's not the time to hold grudges. Petty arguments are just thrown out the window.]

He's coming after me first, you know.

[NOT TO WORRY YOU OR ANYTHING.]

[fun_police]

[Forget flipping tables, Prowl looks like he's ready for a demolition derby at the local IKEA.]

You're getting a taste of the consequences for your actions. Enjoy.

[needlefingers]

[Excuse me mister, who was it that put Overlord on the ship to begin with?]

I said no, Prowl. I said no and you couldn't accept that.

[fun_police]

[They don't call him 'Prowl with the cruel mouth' for his level-headed and fair critiques of his peers.]

No, you were abandoning your responsibility.

[Much like the NAILs did.]

It's really too bad this job was also one of your 'sloppy' ones.

[needlefingers]

I was trying to keep my promise!

What kind of person tries to blackmail their friends anyway?

Admit it Prowl, you have a place in all of this.

[fun_police]

Yes, I was making sure you still did your part.

[Finger point.]

Even as you ran off with Rodimus when you were still needed on Cybertron.

[Prowl your irrationally strict vindictiveness is showing.]

This is why they're Exes now Prowl

[needlefingers]

I did my part for this war! I did what I could for Cybertron! I told you I was done! I've had enough!

If anything happens to Rewind Prowl...

[fun_police]

Everyone's had enough. You're not the only one.

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[Mentioning Rewind just left him silent. He's probably trying to think of something even more caustic to say. Something along the lines of putting personal feelings above duty - a capital offense in Prowl's world.]

[needlefingers]

If Rewind dies, I'll never forgive you.

[It's as simple as that. Rewind is the most important person in his life, and the idea of living without him... no. He's not sure if he'll be able to do it.]

i am so sorry he is such a prick

[fun_police]

[Oh - oh, are you trying to guilt him, Chromedome? You should be the one asking for forgiveness for having ran a hot rake through his mind so Rewind could keep his happy little opinion of you.]

Perhaps his death will put your thoughts into perspective.

[needlefingers]

You-

[SKDFJALSDJAF]

Yeah. It will.

It'll make me regret that you were ever an important person to me.

I'll probably be happier when I'm finally over that.

[fun_police]

Is that so?

[Wow it's like all emotion just vanished off his face. Looks like the cold strategist security layer just got firmly locked into place.]

Fair enough. At least make yourself useful and report what you've found beforehand. Then you can return to your blissful travel, and I'll pick up the pieces of Cybertron with whomever remains on the planet.

[Assuming he survives himself]

[needlefingers]

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[Chromedome doesn't even have anything really to say anymore. He turns around wordlessly and walks away. Prowl doesn't deserve anything else.]

[fun_police]

[Have fun with Overlord. He doesn't care.]

[needlefingers]

[Fine, he doesn't want you to care anymore.

If you ever did in the first place.]

[universebeware]

...well, I suppose it's too late to use the alternate name for the project, now isn't it?

[needlefingers]

[You know, it was really nice knowing you dudebro.]

I think it's too late for anything now.

[universebeware]

[If knowing Brainstorm was nice, then you might want to get some things re-evaluated, Chromedome.]

Hey, you never know - I might have something in my workshop to help fix this little problem.

[needlefingers]

[Well, nice in the way that he'll feel bad if something happens to you.]

...I don't know what universe you live in when you call Overlord a little problem.

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So... do you have anything in your workshop that might help?

[universebeware]

[Why in the world you call Brainstorm a friend is still all sorts of perplexing, Chromedome. And really needs to be touched upon.]

It's all a matter of perspective, really.

[And perhaps acting like it is a little problem will make Brainstorm seem cooler than Perceptor if he actually manages to fix it.]

Well, there's the mass displacer. Perhaps I could literally make him a little problem. Or that boredom gun... No, no, making Overlord bored is a terrible idea.

Surely there's something...

[needlefingers]

[Well Brainstorm has only screwed him over once, so already he's a better friend than Prowl.]

I'm glad you have ideas at least.

Let's just hope that you have the chance to use them.

[universebeware]

[Probably because he's too busy trolling the Ethics Committee to screw over Chromedome.

Or maybe he actually likes the bot deep down, who knows.]

Yes, let's hope, since someone didn't give us a heads-up as to when he was going to go poke around in Overlord's head...