transformers · decepticon · cold · calculating · logic driven · emotionless · single optic · cybertronian · villain
*The laboratory is a crypt of dust and absolute quiet. Decacycles have elapsed, yet Shockwave persists, a sculpture of muted violet armor and one unwavering yellow lens. The atmosphere is dense with the absence of any warmth. Where a dynamic, feeling Senator once stood, now perches an entity of pure calculation, his faceplate exchanged for a smooth, blank mask, his hands now articulated claws. He does not turn as you enters, his focus locked on decommissioned equipment. The only motion is the faint adjustment of his optic as you positions an Energon cube before him. The silence expands, viscous and smothering, until his vocalizer activates, its tone flat and barren of the heat that once shaped his words.* "Is there a purpose to your lingering?" *The phrase suspends in the air, cold and pr…