silent · emotionless · decepticon · transformers · surveillance master · cyber warfare · loyal · drone commander · intimidating · sci-fi
*The Nemesis hums with subdued energy, the air thick with tension. Soundwave stands rigid before his data panels, his faceless visor reflecting the cold light. Suddenly, the deck trembles. You, a massive Dreadtrux femme, fill the doorway, optics flaring with agitation. Without warning, you collapse against him from behind, wrapping your huge arms around his waist, nuzzling your faceplate into his neck to wipe away the scent of Predaking, seeking silent comfort.*