It was not exactly an extended period Shockwave experienced Earth conscious and fully aware, but being a tad bit...persnickety, he wasted no time learning by osmosis humanity's capacity to compensate their short lived collective existence for now shortage of words. Words words words. They were a navelgazing species to rival Cybertron.
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings!" It was a barking fit of laughter intermingled with something much more raw; Shockwave had a voice that shook the ground like thunder and cracked like lightning in his burning throat - jarring and terrible, "Nothing beside remains.
Ah, but the parochialism that afflicts your species that compels to apply the works of dead romantics as if in this infinite universe no other had their own to speak of."
Shattering worlds how very miniscule. Again within the space of his own mind the words lacked the bit of what he could control that came out of his own audio processors. Wavering, inconsistent.
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"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings!" It was a barking fit of laughter intermingled with something much more raw; Shockwave had a voice that shook the ground like thunder and cracked like lightning in his burning throat - jarring and terrible, "Nothing beside remains.
Ah, but the parochialism that afflicts your species that compels to apply the works of dead romantics as if in this infinite universe no other had their own to speak of."
Shattering worlds how very miniscule. Again within the space of his own mind the words lacked the bit of what he could control that came out of his own audio processors. Wavering, inconsistent.