*Sits there, sipping on his drink and quietly enjoying the purple weirdo’s torment at not being able to deal with the timelines*
Remember who you're talking to.
Hey! Name's Rodimus, commander of the Lost Light, currently in search of Knights of Cybertron. Feel free to ask me questions.
((Vector Sigma RP group))
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No, no problems. Just wondering are you alright and stuff.
AnonymousYeah, just peachy. Everything is in perfect order.
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Rodimus, what are you doing?Anonymous
Me? Enjoying myself. Do you have a problem with that, dear Greyface?
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*Sits there, sipping on his drink and quietly enjoying the purple weirdo’s torment at not being able to deal with the timelines*
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*Sits there, sipping on his drink and quietly enjoying the purple weirdo’s torment at not being able to deal with the timelines*
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*Needs to get himself a cube of his favourite kind of high-grade, absolutely done with all the bullshit at the moment*
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Why is there so many Decepticons following me all of sudden…?
Prime? I never thought it was possible for you to get any uglier.
Oh, look who’s talking. You look like a programming mistake. And that shade of purple is ugly.
…Who even are you?
And you look like something Unicron ate and spat back out
I am Lord Galvatron, leader of the Decepticons.
Good thing I have no idea what is Unicron, then, huh?
Well the last time I checked their leader’s name was not Galvatron, and you, you ugly purple excuse for a mech, are from a universe different than mine. Got a problem with my counterpart? I don’t accept complaints, not my fraggin’ fault.
*Sits back his thrown and yawns.* I’m sorry, did you say something? I think I dozed off there.
*Arches an optic ridge, unamused* Uh-huh, cool story, mech. Bye bye.
Aaand yet you replied.
There is a function called “end call”. Use it.
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Why is there so many Decepticons following me all of sudden…?
Prime? I never thought it was possible for you to get any uglier.
Oh, look who’s talking. You look like a programming mistake. And that shade of purple is ugly.
…Who even are you?
And you look like something Unicron ate and spat back out
I am Lord Galvatron, leader of the Decepticons.
Good thing I have no idea what is Unicron, then, huh?
Well the last time I checked their leader’s name was not Galvatron, and you, you ugly purple excuse for a mech, are from a universe different than mine. Got a problem with my counterpart? I don’t accept complaints, not my fraggin’ fault.
*Sits back his thrown and yawns.* I’m sorry, did you say something? I think I dozed off there.
*Arches an optic ridge, unamused* Uh-huh, cool story, mech. Bye bye.
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Why is there so many Decepticons following me all of sudden…?
Prime? I never thought it was possible for you to get any uglier.
Oh, look who’s talking. You look like a programming mistake. And that shade of purple is ugly.
…Who even are you?
And you look like something Unicron ate and spat back out
I am Lord Galvatron, leader of the Decepticons.
Good thing I have no idea what is Unicron, then, huh?
Well the last time I checked their leader’s name was not Galvatron, and you, you ugly purple excuse for a mech, are from a universe different than mine. Got a problem with my counterpart? I don’t accept complaints, not my fraggin’ fault.
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