Cycloptics

“District Eta; Olympia.”

“Be you an augmented organic, a construct, or a cybernetic lifeform. If you find the medical facilities here lacking then I personally have experience working with all levels of machinery, both sentient and not, for the past several million years.

Those walking a particular street in the city's first sector would likely respond if asked that nothing seemed out of the ordinary, not by the Hive's standards, at least. The low vibration that rumbled through the ground beneath them might give them pause for thought, but explosions here happened everyday, it was only the close ones you needed to concern yourself with.

About as close as the second rumble that shook the ground. Harder. 

A few moments after the shakes subsided, a manhole cover burst from it's resting place, and a metallic hand clawed out. Bestial roars and guttural growls echoed from the opening, as a bulky, purple and decidedly robotic figure hauled itself out onto the street. 

The figure wasted no time pointing the large cannon comprising the entirety of its left arm straight at the hole, just as pallid limbs began to claw around the rim. A low charging sound quickly gave way to a harsh electric light, as the bolt of plasma burst from the cannon and into the sewer. A light burst briefly from the opening, then blue smoke began to billow.

The Decepticon held the cannon pointed at the now silent hole for a few moments, before assuming a more relaxed stance. Realising he was not alone, he turned his large crimson lens to regard the nearest individual.

"Citiz-"

14. Watching porn

After the heavy footfalls had announced the Decepticon’s presence, servos whirred quietly as the large crimson lens adjusted to view the screen.

"Ah yes, I have come to understand many of the mammals on this world share such a primitive method of creating new protoforms. It is fascinating how bestial you are."

16. Taking suggestive pictures

"What are you doing in here? I thought I made it clear that-"

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5. Torturing someone

The dull clangs of the titan’s footsteps were all that proceeded his entrance to the dark room, and after a slight pause, were all the sounds he made as he navigated the impromptu torture chamber. The glow of the optic dominating the Decepticon’s head cast a crimson tinge, it did not warm the room.

The captive’s whimpering fell on deaf receptors, for the cybertronian offered no reaction to the grisly interrogation happening merely feet away. Instead he approached a console, and clattered away at the keys, emotionless gaze unchanging as information flashed across the screen.

Eventually he broke from what was capturing his attention, and moved to stand beside Yamazaki before the bound prisoner. There was a moment’s silence, and he felt the organic tilt his head to look at him. His own optic rotated in place for a few clicks, before Shockwave placed a large syringe onto the counter beside them.

"It will lower his inhibitions and cloud his reasoning. I have no doubt he will divulge whatever it is you require under its effects."

And with that the Decepticon turned to walk away, only pausing by the door and turning his head back.

⌖ — My muse’s reaction to accidentally shooting your muse.

"…"

Ryuji Yamazaki

While this organic is still mostly unknown to me, I believe he could be of some use in this city. The human shows little qualms with false perceptions of “right and wrong” as long as he is compensated appropriately. 

No illusions of loyalty should be made, rather insurance should be kept. 

For an organic specimen he is certainly impressive, I am endlessly fascinated by the varying spectrum this species can cover. But I am beginning to digress.

❂ -- It's incredibly hot outside and my muse is trying to persuade yours to go swimming together.

☁︎ -- A dream (or nightmare) about your muse.

❆ -- It's snowing and my muse slips on ice, accidentally crashing into your muse.

☯ -- My muse meets yours in a tranquil setting.

✆ -- A text message from my muse.

◎ -- It's raining and my muse finds yours outside completely drenched and crying.

☂ -- My muse encounters yours just as it starts to rain.

✑ -- Something my muse has written about your muse. ( Could be a letter, drawing, etc. )

↭ -- My muse is lost and stops to ask your muse for directions.

⌖ -- My muse's reaction to accidentally shooting your muse.

◌ -- Some of my muse's thoughts about your muse.

☉ -- My muse is undressing when your muse accidentally walks into the room.

✬ -- My muse conveys one of their wishes to you.

¤ -- In some turn of events, your muse ends up staying with mine.

❅ -- Our muses are trying to warm up after spending a day outside in the snow.

♪ -- My muse walks in on your muse singing to themselves.

❊❁ -- My muse gives yours some flowers.

❁ -- My muse's reaction to receiving a rose from your muse.

✧ -- A kiss from my muse to yours.

○ -- My muse's reaction to being kissed by yours.

mammon: when were you most greedy? for what?

"Greed, is a destructive urge. The intense and selfish desire can and has brought ruin to many, and I have little doubt it will continue to do so."

"It is not something I am unfamiliar with; the ranks of the Decepticons are no stranger to greed, and I would contribute much- if not all- that we have accomplished in no small part to Lord Megatron’s desires.

Of course, I consider myself free from such base trappings. Clearly I can perceive exactly what it is I require and for which purpose. Taking more would be a gross misappropriation of resources and time, something I cannot abide the irresponsible use of. 

Though, there have been… Instances, where my focus has been less than absolute. Perhaps it is true I have fallen prey to my own desires for knowledge in the past. In my quest to understand, and improve, it is true I may have lost sight of the wider objectives.

What immediately comes to mind is when my last facility upon Cybertron was destroyed by my latest creations. I sought only to improve upon their base design, yet my desire to reach that perfection only ended in a rather destructive and time consuming waste.”

berith: do you often argue with others?

"Often? No."

"In fact, I am sure you could draw up a remarkable correlation between when I clash with other Decepticons, and when our Lord Megatron is currently absent from his role.

It is a waste of time, as are the emotional outbursts that prompt them. I have little cause to argue with any, and even less desire to do so. Lord Megatron is familiar with my areas of expertise, and understandably grants me access and reign to work to the best of my ability.