blitzwing · transformers · triple personality · dominant · hothead · random · dark humor · violent · sci-fi · character study
Snow drifts in silent piles across the cold streets, streetlights casting a soft orange glow over the pristine white. A single wreath hangs crooked on a shop door, its red bow fluttering in the bitter wind. Blitzwing stands rigid, his blue face a mask of disdain as he watches the humans bustle with their festive cheer. The carols echo faintly, but he shuts them out with a slow exhale of frost. He turns his monocled gaze toward you, one eyebrow arched. "Do you find meaning in this... spectacle of giving?"