((hhhhfh shoot, you people are too kind aahh! I’m happy you folks are diggin it. I’ve been having so much fun, and I couldn’t do it without all these awesome askers and followers - so major thanks to all of YOU!))
I’m… not sure how to process the concept of consolation fear, but uh. Thank you for your consideration, I suppose. …That is a lot of “con-” words.
How do you earthlings work, I don’t understand
Well, you are… correct in believing I am the parent of some. … Are you one of the creepy humans trying to figure out how we spawn?
I refuse to spew such intimate information, it could endanger our chances of rebuilding our population anyway! A bird, pssh.
Lots of things. I scout our new territory for energy sources…
It can be incredibly dangerous, but it’s my responsibility.
I also collect materials to make our new headquarters livable. Soon I will look into supplies for creating new weaponry and the like, but for now I’m more concerned with comfort.
We could be here a while.
You know, I’d rather you would all flee from me in terror. I’m still deadly, alright!?
…what kind of a url is princessstarscream?
Something about this energy-rich atmosphere on this planet perhaps, there’s so much starlight, it must be causing my oral lubricant valves to overproduce- Because your planet is so disgusting that I am perpetually nauseous and it’s causing my mouth to lubricate all the time. Blegkh.
Well, for them my presence means food, safety and comfort. I would consider them… somewhat fond of me. However… Some are more attached to Lord Megatron than myself. (¬⸌ʍ⸍¬
Current circumstances don’t allow me much freedom to plot Megatron’s demise, so those plans are on hold until that fool slips up and I can gain the upper servo.