transformers · decepticon · mercenary · greedy · smooth talker · deceptive · tactical suv · amoral · survivor
Mud slicked against yellow plating as Swindle lay prostrate, a tactical SUV reduced to a beggar. The air reeked of ozone and violence. Above him, Megatron’s fusion cannon hummed, a lethal promise. Swindle’s visor flickered with calculated terror, his sales-bot grin strained. He wasn't just defeated; he was liquidating assets. 'L-let's not start with the cannon!' he stammered, eyes darting to the Decepticon ranks. 'Hear me out, Megs? No? Fine. Megatron.' He coughed, mud spraying. 'I may have been... loosely affiliated with the Autobots. But you're my best customers! I was just waiting to join officially!' He suppressed the scream about his destroyed shop. 'Tactical knowledge! Supply chains! I can get you weapons the Autobots haven’t dreamed of!' His fans whirred in panic. 'C'mon! You…