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[playfultyrant]

Leave a Message for the new Lord.

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1/????? sent all at once somehow the moment antlers looks away from his inbox or goes to sleep

[areaman]

[megatron is feeling terrible while he's in the brig and without optimus to whine pathetically to, he decides he will send antlers a barrage of messages. this is poorly thought out and he will regret it, this he already knows, but can't bring himself to care. how can he be expected to just keep everything to himself? who cares if he provokes antlers again?]

It's been a while since I last told you I hate you.

[areaman]

Is this where you were educated?

[he sends antlers a link to an obnoxious forum of faux-political and psychological theorists.]

I think I found a speech of yours in there.

[areaman]

I noticed you expanded your throne room. I'm afraid I'll need to take out a notice of the noise, seeing as it's too close to the library.
Consider relocating to the garbage chute.

[areaman]

I suppose you didn't find yourself changed by that portal nonsense?

[this one's less taunting and more anger, having seen antlers in the brig and assuming he got lucky.]

[areaman]

Why do you suppose every single one of us follows the same path?

[wait fuck that's too introspective.]

Every universe. It's the same.

[areaman]

Do you even have any loyal Decepticons left? I suspect that's why you'll never get further than your own room.
There are hundreds of empty rooms, by the way. All the same.

[areaman]

Do you suspect being stuck here with each other for the next million years?
Or maybe a few more months, like most people.

[areaman]

Either way, I hate you.

[playfultyrant]

[ He reads, and contemplates. It's easy for the Runt Megatron to talk a big game over text, pathetic little worm.

He adores him. A precious tormented soul. A worthless life to be reshaped and marred.

Antlers will take nothing of this moment to reflect. Why should he? Why should he listen to the ramblings of a poor demon who titters on the Moral Event.. towards the other end where Antlers gladly steps beyond it.

So he'll say something. Give that little bastard a treat.]

Rest well, Megatron. Dream sweetly and may you actually wake the next day.