Bow before Megatron, your leader.
((Companion RolePlay blog to askmightymegatron; tracking the tags mightymegatron and askmightymegatron))
Status: M!A Godformers
Ask game: List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you!
Very well. It has been quite some time since I have indulged in such a thing.
Seeing you, after all this time, brings me great joy. You make me happy, as do all those who have touched my life despite… everything. Soundwave makes me happy in several ways; through his devotion, and by feeling his joy through our bond. Writing, which I have been doing more of as of late. Stories, in many forms. Lastly… A good sparring session. One that leaves me properly exhausted.
Using all the scout-ly prowess he possess, Bumblebee sneeeeeeeeaks over…and HOOOOOOOOOOOOONKS!!!
Congratulations, you get the largest reaction out of him in a while! Megatron straightens slightly, optics wider than usual in surprise. This falls shortly into a glaring smirk as he turns.
“Bumblebee. What a pleasure to see you again after so long. Was that entirely necessary?”
Forgive him for taking so long to reply. He’s staring at the message for quite a while. Megatron had been certain that this mech was long departed from the multiverse… but then he supposes, he has been quite dormant of late on this platform as well.
So much has happened.
Enough that he knows his answer immediately, even if it takes a while to reply.
“…I would like that, Optimus.” It almost doesn’t hurt to say.
Optimus is pleased to hear the other mecha accept his invitation, doing his absolute best to ignore the pang within the depths of his spark.
“When are you available next? There’s so much to catch up on.” He’s trailing off. There is so much for them both to catch up on and Optimus is looking forward to it,
“Tomorrow. Our rebuilt Vos Tower has the widest view of our efforts. I think I should like you to see it.” Now that he is actually allowed in the city once more. The so-called Emperor lifted his ban a few years ago. He may not be so keen on allowing an Optimus in, but it will not be for long.
The bar there is built against the window looking out onto the planet, not a lonely place with a long mirror. Those chairs are forever reserved for someone else.
After much procrastination, the Prime is here in your inbox.
"I know it has been some time, Megatron. Perhaps we can share a cube and catch up on what we've both been up to?" //mun waves!!!!
Forgive him for taking so long to reply. He’s staring at the message for quite a while. Megatron had been certain that this mech was long departed from the multiverse… but then he supposes, he has been quite dormant of late on this platform as well.
So much has happened.
Enough that he knows his answer immediately, even if it takes a while to reply.
“…I would like that, Optimus.” It almost doesn’t hurt to say.
