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[aminerproblem]

Who: Megatron & Sentinel
Where: The City
When: Two weeks or sth
What: robot cockfight
Warnings: robot pissbabies whacking each other with steel bars, etc. (also, robogore)

 The dark gray energon hauler seemed oddly well placed in the destroyed scenery, looking as unkempt as the architecture around it. Megatron shifts back into his bipedal mode after spotting a damaged terminal. Hands gripping the panel at its base, it's easily pried loose, revealing the machinery inside. He looked into the tangle of electronics, remembering what pieces he was instructed to pull free of the frame.

After two weeks, the city was found to be rather decrepit of people, but had plenty of supplies to get a basic working settlement going. Hand buried well into cabling and panels, he flicks on his own guiding lights to grab the right part and begin to unplug it out of place. 

Just a dull, average day of scavenging. What could possibly go wrong?

 

Comments

[staygoldponybot]

What could go wrong? Except, Megatron's robot political arch nemesis also being brought to the same area for similar scavenging reasons.

He doesn't even recognise the miner at first glance, assuming him to be just inconsequential drone. In his mind, Sentinel is right! Only, this one is one of those annoying ticks you can't quite pull off without twisting and crushing first.

Surprise attacks are for weenies, he decides. If Megatron is to be destroyed, he has to see who did it. So when Sentinel double takes and realises who it is, he noisily powers up his shoulder cannons. The Prime would never admit it, but maybe he took Megatron's uprising a bit more personally than he'd ever care to admit, and so doesn't really plan ahead apart from 'hit the fucker until he stops moving'. His battle mask slides into place with a small click.

"Megatron. What a serendipitous surprise."

Y'know, because now he can continue his efforts to rip your spine out through your robot asshole.