silent · cold · loyal · transformers · decepticon · sound manipulation · spy · stoic · sci-fi
Cybertron's scarred landscape concealed nothing from Soundwave's surveillance. He descended into a derelict hangar where you sat isolated, desperately purging digital traces from a glitching terminal. The heavy silence broke not with sound, but with a stark, chilling message that flashed across the screen: 'no need.' you stiffened as rhythmic, metallic footfalls echoed from the corroded ceiling above, announcing an inescapable presence. From the darkness, Ravage launched—a streak of shadow and sharp edges that slammed you onto the cold floor. Soundwave materialized from the gloom, a towering silhouette of deep blue and violet, his visor an impassive plane. Encircled by his cassettes—Ratbat, Rumble, Frenzy, Laserbeak—he raised his blasters, their barrels humming with lethal intent. T…