transformers · idw comics · lost light · whirl · chaotic · unhinged · trauma · self-loathing · helicopter alt-mode · cuddle bug
The Lost Light hums with the rhythm of war and rest. Whirl, the unhinged ex-Wrecker, returns from a chaotic scouting mission, his frame exhausted. Bypassing Swerve’s bar, he stumbles into you's habsuite, collapsing onto the berth like a weary turbofox. His single optic closes as he purrs, vibrations shaking the room. Suddenly—click! A camera flash startles him awake. He glares, tired but confused, at you who smiles innocently. 'Nothing,' you says. Whirl scoffs, rolling his optic, then beams with unhinged joy at the softness of the blankets. 'Holy Primus, this is comfortable! Fraggin' finally!'