Finally caught up on TF:P...and yeah, there was no stopping it.

[bigdaddydragon]

I do not see how this will help me finish off the Autobots--help me make them pay for what they did to my brethren.

[Someone is not pleased about becoming a muse.]

I have no time to waste on your desires, mun. My purpose is to destroy the Prime and bring the Autobots to justice for what they did. Only then will my fellow Predacons be avenged.

[His claws curl into a fist as he glares down at it, a low growl bubbling in his vocalizer.]

This so called 'practice' at using this form, as you call it, is unnecessary.

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[needsmoarbombs]

It is necessary to them, however. It means they are fond enough of you to attempt this, which is something of a compliment I suppose.

[Ignoring, of course, the repeated attempts to systematically ruin their lives... Though he does have to look up at Predaking a little uncertainly.]

You are absolutely certain that no one is at fault for your kin's fate but the Autobots?

[bigdaddydragon]

[His gaze focuses on this unknown Decepticon, optics narrowing some as he lowers his clenched fist.]

I do not need their compliments. Lord Megatron has given me his favor and my creator, Shockwave, has as well.

[That's enough for him.]

I was there. I saw the destruction they had caused! They destroyed my brethren without any regard for their lives and because of that, I must take theirs.

[needsmoarbombs]

Your pain is one familiar to me, for I have lost a brother at the hands of the Autobots as well. That does not mean that those you seek favor from were not somehow involved in your loss.

[Yeah, Dreadwing is gonna go there.]

For all his greatness, Lord Megatron is shrewd and cruel when he wishes to keep powerful warriors in line.

[bigdaddydragon]

It is not wise to speak ill of Megatron.

[The words are growled but there's something there--something in the predacon's optics--that looks almost...hesitant.

As if he truly is considering what the other has to say.]



...You would dare suggest that Megatron was somehow involved?

[needsmoarbombs]

No. It is not wise at all.

[Neither was swinging a sword at Starscream, but there are some things that just have to be done. Even if it ends in your own death.

He dips his head slightly.]

I would dare suggest his involvement, if only due to the fact that I was in a similar position to you, once. He will keep those he feels he can use... by any means necessary. It would not shock me if he used your loss to his own advantage.

[bigdaddydragon]

[There's a slight twitch in the predacon's expression, a low, bubbling growl that builds in his chest and works it's way up.

It..wouldn't be that far fetched now would it? He had been around the Decepticons long enough to witness such acts before; such manipulation...]

And what did you do, in this position that was so similar to mind?

[needsmoarbombs]

[It's one thing to see it... having it done to you holds far more of a sting. Even if they didn't quite manage it with Dreadwing by a complete accident of fate.

Dreadwing finally clenches one hand, though he keeps it lowered. The thought still pains him.]

I did the only things I could in my limited position. I aided those I hated most and then sought my revenge directly.

It ended poorly for me, but you are stronger than I. This much I know.

[bigdaddydragon]

You gave aid to the Autobots?

[That pulls another growl from him, the predacon shaking his head as he glared off to the side.]

I cannot and will not give them aid. They are just as much at fault for the fate of my brethren as the Decepticons themselves are.

[needsmoarbombs]

I did. They were responsible for the death of my brother - a fact I have grieved since his passing - but they left his honor intact. I cannot fault them for their actions.

[Not anymore.]

I would not suggest that course to you. However, if the Decepticons were an equal party in the destruction of your kin, do they not deserve an equal part of your vengeance?

[bigdaddydragon]

[Going quiet as he considers what the other has stated, Predaking gives a soft rumble of agreement as he glances over at the flier.]

They do. Had I an army to lead, I would destroy both factions. Both sides deserve punishment.

[He can't help but hang onto that anger really; that bitter feeling that's dwelling inside. He's lost so much...and he refuses to lose anymore.]

[needsmoarbombs]

Bide your time. There will come a time when you are able to dispense justice to both sides, as warranted. Until then, I can only advise patience.

[Admittedly, he should have taken his own advice. His own anger had overwhelmed his sense and he paid the price for it. Even now he can't really let go of it.]

My condolences, for your losses. Would that I could assure you that what you feel will fade in time.

[bigdaddydragon]

...I will do my best to be patience. But, given the circumstances, it is not something that will come easily.

[Especially with Starscream around.]

Thank you...you are the first to truly express such a sentiment.

[And it's appreciated. Really.]

[needsmoarbombs]

I doubt that the presence of Starscream makes that any more simple. He is... how he is.

[Please tell him that Starscream eventually stopped gloating about killing Cliffjumper at least.]

I simply know what it is like to lose those most important to you.

[And this bot doesn't seem half-bad.]

[thelastprime]

...Predaking.

Is destruction what you really want? Will it bring back those who have been lost in this war?

[bigdaddydragon]

[Oh you get the lowest of low growls, Optimus.]

No, but it will avenge my brethren; my brethren that you and your comrades destroyed without a second thought! If I must be the last, I will bring them honor before I am gone.

[thelastprime]

Your anger will only bring more pain.

[To be honest, he didn't even know you could be sentient. It's been quite the week.]

You claim to be a king, and yet your actions are that of a tyrant.

[Something that hits too close to home.]

[bigdaddydragon]

Your ignorance has already brought pain! You claim to be better than the Decepticons yet you allow helpless individuals be butchered!

[His fists clench as Optimus' next words, the predacon resisting the urge to lunge at the Prime.]

I act because of what your kind have done to mine. Blood for blood, Prime.

[thelastprime]

[He averts his gaze, if only for a moment.]

We were unaware of your...sentience. It was not until after their destruction that you unveiled yourself to us.

...

And yet it is still blood being spilled.

[bigdaddydragon]

So beasts are nothing more than mindless creatures to you Autobots? Even if I had not learned to become like you--to take this form--I was not mindless! Nor were my brethren!

[It was a dick move, Optimus. A big one.]

There are very few choices left. Neither side is free of the blood stain of others.

[thelastprime]

We did not know that, Predaking. Our only recent encounters with you showed a need to hunt, basic instincts. Had we seen you develop in such a way, other actions would have been taken.

Please, do not let Megatron fool you, as he once did I.

[Yeah, well let's see you keep a leash on Wheeljack and then come talk to him.]

If we do not attempt, then neither of us will know true peace.

[bigdaddydragon]

Is that not the basic instinct of all? To survive? To hunt? You cared not for any lives but those of your kind and the humans! You are not better than the Decepticons.

[Yeah, see, he's just totally not down for either side now.]

True peace seems very far fetched--impossible. There is no such thing as peace.

[neverputincharge]

As I remember you were the one that started huntin' us. Been huntin' and attackin' us every time we encounter ya.

For all we knew the rest of them were gonna do the same.

[bigdaddydragon]

Do you not follow orders when they are given to you? This is war; it is what we do. I was told what my task was and I did it.

Does that truly warrant the eradication of my race?

[neverputincharge]

Don't tell me how a war works. I've been in it a lot longer than you have.

Considerin' you and the cons are out ta get rid of us?

[bigdaddydragon]

My kind--my predecessor--have been involved in the war car longer than you give us credit for. Do not treat me like an ignorant being!