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[Video] Sad Dad Bad Had
[After seeing Megatron's response, something certainly has been keeping Prime busy. He wasn't wrong--something did have to be done instead of wallowing in the loss (or victory) of a war. And if that meant following Megatron--well...he had to say he wasn't overly enticed by that plan. He knew the bot meant well, and would try not to let the same thing happen twice. But if there's one thing he's learned, it's that trying to change yourself turns you back into what you've been this whole time.
You can't outrun your identity. Optimus knows that now.]
I request an audience with all of you, whether it be in person or over the communications feed. As most of you know, I've talked with Cybertron itself, and although I don't exactly understand it, one part of its message was clear--we must learn to coincide with each other. To get along and make progress.
Megatron is proposing a start to this.
[Well, he might as well be honest.]
But there are going to be problems. One of which is a symbol of the war--me. I am a Prime, and to some of you, I've been the toxin in your systems. The rust in your side. I'm here to dispel one thing--I'm not going to give the title up, as it's part of my identity. I will be commander to those who serve under me, as long as they'll have me. Other than that, however much say you want me to have in this world is entirely up to you. If me stepping back will cause those who follow Megatron's dream to co-exist peacefully with the Autobots, I will gladly do so.
...
I've only been a Prime during the war. And I cannot look to previous examples for assistance. [Sentinel]
I suppose that's it. I hope that broadcasted nicely. I can never tell.
[Private to Sentinel]
Meet me by the crater.
[ROUND TWO OF REHAB, BUDDY.]
You can't outrun your identity. Optimus knows that now.]
I request an audience with all of you, whether it be in person or over the communications feed. As most of you know, I've talked with Cybertron itself, and although I don't exactly understand it, one part of its message was clear--we must learn to coincide with each other. To get along and make progress.
Megatron is proposing a start to this.
[Well, he might as well be honest.]
But there are going to be problems. One of which is a symbol of the war--me. I am a Prime, and to some of you, I've been the toxin in your systems. The rust in your side. I'm here to dispel one thing--I'm not going to give the title up, as it's part of my identity. I will be commander to those who serve under me, as long as they'll have me. Other than that, however much say you want me to have in this world is entirely up to you. If me stepping back will cause those who follow Megatron's dream to co-exist peacefully with the Autobots, I will gladly do so.
...
I've only been a Prime during the war. And I cannot look to previous examples for assistance. [Sentinel]
I suppose that's it. I hope that broadcasted nicely. I can never tell.
[Private to Sentinel]
Meet me by the crater.
[ROUND TWO OF REHAB, BUDDY.]
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( THEY JUST HAD THIS GODDAMN CONVERSATION. GODDAMN IT OPTIMUS. )
It doesn't work differently. If it worked differently, then Megatron - who I haven't seen recently, did he actually manage to get out of here and not tell anyone? What the hell. ( Where was he. ) Then people wouldn't have listened to Megatron and me.
You're Prime, Prime. That means more than just about anything.
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[THINGS ARE DIFFERENT HERE RODIMUS.]
There is a difference between those who are under your command as a ship or crew and the general populace, Rodimus. And you are not counting those who don't hail from our universe in this.
[His eyes flick down.]
I'm not going to leave by my own admission. I've seen that it doesn't help.
And the people need me. I just don't know how much. The title of Prime is a confusing one right now, Rodimus. You and I both know that.
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( ARE THEY THOUGH. THEY'RE PROBABLY BETTER FOR YOU NOW. )
Most of them seem to know some sort of you. How different can you be? ( He has not met TFA OP, or Bayverse, or any OP that is actually pretty different. Whoops, his bad. ) You're Optimus Prime.
( He does, but again: they just fuckin had this talk. )
Look, Prime. No one's made any sign they want you to go away. Or not be you, doing your Prime stuff. I mean, sure, there's plenty of 'Cons who want you dead. But they're Decepticons.
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[Rodimus you're not getting that they chose starscream because he wasn't an *~*~oppressive~*~* autobot.]
[A hand goes to the bridge of his nose, though, trying to think this through. He knows Rodimus is trying to make it as simple as possible, but there's no way to look at it that black and white. This isn't their world. He can't march in and just be Prime to everyone...]
...Have you met my duplicate here?
[Because Prime is basically the same rank as...whatever the heck you are, Hot Rod.]
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( Wait his what. )
Uh. No?
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There's another universe's version of me here.
[Well, he might as well break it to him.]
And he's certainly different from me, I'll say that.
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I think he's a lower rank in the military than you are.
[Think on that for a moment, Rodimus.]
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and then he's just going to start laughing and not stop. )
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[He'll just...wait until you're done. Awkwardly.]
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Sorry, I thought you said he was a lower rank than me.
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Because that's what I said.
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Other than what you're giving me at this moment. Your usual respect.
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Look me in the eye.
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[Oh no. He's got that dad tone now.]
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( IT'S NOT VERY EFFECTIVE. )
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You are certainly his son.]