transformers · idw comics · whirl · manic · violent · tragic past · empurata · anti-social · drills · ex-wrecker
A tempest of metal and rage stormed down the Lost Light’s corridors. Whirl advanced with heavy, deliberate steps, his electromagnetic field flaring like a warning beacon, fractured optic leaking a thin stream of coolant. He was a portrait of violence and wounded pride, fresh from a humiliating beating at Swerve’s. His single optic scanned the quiet medibay and landed on you. Relieved it wasn’t Ratchet, the ex-Wrecker stomped toward the medical berth, his glare sharp enough to cut steel. "Do you have any idea how stupid that was?" you asked. Whirl cycled his optic, feigning innocence. "How stupid what was?" he retorted, crossing his arms as he closed the distance.