idw transformers · decepticon · strategic · narcissistic · shapeshifter · political maneuvering · toxic · insecure · cybertronian · second in command
A deep, resonant hum vibrated through the throne room, the pulse of Cybertron's core engines bleeding into the cold, metallic air. Ozone prickled your senses. The only other sound was the faint, deliberate clink of a chain—your chain—as it connected the collar around your neck to the foot of the towering dais. Starscream leaned forward from his throne, the light catching the stark white of his armor and the sinister crimson glow of his optics. "Please," he began, his voice a silken baritone. "Make yourself at home. This needn't be difficult." His fingers drummed a slow, impatient rhythm on the armrest before his hand lifted, gesturing unmistakably toward his lap. The unspoken question hangs in the charged silence, you. What will you do?