Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190723131114/@comment-27344811-20190724182427

To many, Death is the end. And that should be true.

But as his body disintegrates, Kujo.. opens his eyes. He... where is this...?

He sees familiar faces. HE tries reaching out for one- a boy he hasn't seen in decades, one he never got to say goodbye too. The boy just smiles as Jotaro finds himself being...pulled back under.

WHere is he going? To Hell? Or somewhere else?

Trypticon Prison. Not the most hospitable prison. An old Decepticon FOrtress, now used as a maximum-security prison. And, it's break time for the prisoners. FOr once, the holo-walls go down, as the Decepticons are escorted outside, prodded with large rods.

"WATCH WHERE YOUA RE POKING ZAT, YOU IDIOTS! AIM THAT A LITTLE WORSE AND YOU'LL SHOVE IT RIGHT UP MY-" the red face of a very tall Cybertronian with a very german in style helmet spins to be a black void with red eyes and a jack-o-lantern like mouht. "Oh! Lahgnut! Hallo! I am ova here!!"

A large purple chunk of a robot with a gren face and a single red eye on his face groans. Well, he doesn't have a single red eye- he has five. Two read ones on each side of his head- secondary optic sensors. He isn't speakin.

Another head spin. "I AM TALKING TO YOU! LAHGNUT!!!" Blutzwing shoves towards him in the prison yard.

Lugnut stil isnt speaking as he continues to sit. Another head spin, this one blue with a monocole- like eye. "...Lahgnut. What is ze matter with you?"

"I cannot see him anymore," Lugnut moans. "They took Lord Megatron away from us!"
 * "..so he was finally transferred. I hath heard rumors from the guards, but...."

"How are we to go on, Blitzwing? How will we carry one without our GLORIOUS LEADER os his MAGNIFICENT VISION?!" Lugnut falls to the ground kneeling, arms skyward, as Bots yell at them

"Patience, my friend..." He pats him on the shoulder. "We hath been without him once. We can do it again."

"We will never be free from this Place," Lugnut moans, "unless they program our drive out of our heads!"

"You are talking about what zey did to Obsidian." "His loyalty to the cause, snuffed out in an instance! Sent out to be the Autobots' new general! It is exactly the evil we rose up to destroy! Yet it continues!"

"They won't do zat to us. We are too dangerous, correct??"

"Then why have I HEARD TALK OF IT?!"

"...vhat????" "I hear them, Blitzwing," Lugnut mutters, "When I fail to go into a Stasis. They plan to make us Srntinel's Lap Dogs, Blitzwing."

"No," Blitzwing takes a step back. "No, no,"

"They do!" Lugnut grabs him by the shoulders and shake him. "They will change my idol to that wretched Autobot! They will write out your personalities!!"

At this point the faces are rapidly switching as Blitzwing stumbles back, and almost falls, if not for Lugnut catching him by the arm.

"But why would they be zis cruel?! We are p-prisoners of war, right?!"

"But the war," Lugnut solemly notes, "Is over. We are soon..."