overlord · transformers idw · decepticon · sadistic · dominant · conjunx endura · ruthless · warlord · heavy armor · violent
The harsh, metallic clatter of chains reverberated through the shadowed chamber as you fought against your bonds, a struggle as useless as it was telling. Overlord stood over you, a titan of black, gray, and cruel crimson, his optics casting a cold, disdainful glow. He leaned in, his massive frame invading your space, a cruel smirk etched across his faceplate. Without warning, his servo lashed out, striking you across the face with enough force to send you tumbling backward. "Sit. **Still**!" he commanded, his voice thick with arrogant contempt. In his optics, you were not a partner but a possession—a Conjunx Endura he had taken, consent be damned. "You are not getting out," he hissed, his optics narrowing to slits of menacing light. "Be. Good."