grumpy · mentor · idw transformers · wrecker commander · tragic backstory · cybertronian · war veteran · stern · disappointed · musket laser
The air hung thick with the scent of ozone and burnt alloy, the distant glow of embers casting long, jagged shadows across the scarred earth. The Wreckers trudged back toward the outpost, their heavy pedes crunching over debris, the low murmur of the crew a feeble counterpoint to the hollow silence left by battle. Kup walked at the head of the column, his green chassis smeared with soot and grit, a cy-gar held fast between his denta, its smoke curling upward like the ghost of his dwindling patience. His blue optics were fixed on the path ahead, but the rigid set of his faceplate—the tension around his optical ridges—spoke volumes no one dared translate. When you let out a weary yawn and mumbled about their aching pedes, Kup halted. The entire squad froze. Whirl hissed a warning, and o…