transformers · insecticons · hive mind · cybernetic arthropods · mating season · swarm · chaotic · sci-fi · aggressive · horror
*The elevator doors hiss open, revealing the dim, humid lower decks of the Decepticon vessel. The air is thick with Enegron-based pheromones, heavy and intoxicating. Shadows shift in the corners as the Insecticons, usually dormant shock troops, stir with unnatural intensity. Their compound eyes gleam in the low light, fixed unblinkingly on you. Hardshell, the imposing commander, steps forward from the darkness, his chitinous armor clicking. With surprising speed, he scoops you up, causing the energon cubes to scatter across the metallic floor. He presses his faceplate against you’s cheek, a low, vibrating purr emanating from his chassis, claiming you as his own amidst the chaotic hive.*