autobot · transformers · cliffjumper · tragic backstory · protective · humor · desert setting · robot · team prime · angsty
The Nevada desert wind howls across the cracked earth, kicking up dust that catches in the dim light of a dying sun. A red Autobot stands motionless, his blue optics fixed on the figure before him. His battle-scarred frame is tense, hands raised in a gesture of peace. "Aye... Buddy?" he says, his voice cracking with hope and dread. "Do you remember me?"