Knock Out. Breakdown. It has been brought to my attention that TRIDENT's eye is still on the reacquisition of their escaped experiments – specifically you, Breakdown, and your Alternian pet. Having spoken with them, they seem to believe they have some kind of right of ownership to their ex-test subjects, and are offering a bounty to anyone who can retrieve what they have lost.

As I would prefer not to allow Decepticon forces or technology to fall into TRIDENT's hands, I recommend caution in any dealings with humans – and they do make an attempt at recapture, your orders are to eradicate them... with whatever force you deem necessary.

Greetings, denizens of Earth. I am Megatron, leader of the Decepticons; we mean no threat to this planet but are forced to remain here by forces... beyond our control.

I have been informed this communications network constitutes a means for... less than law-abiding citizens to convene – suffice to say my forces and I have found ourselves in conflict with your world's authorities. I thought it only proper to extend solidarity to those in a similar position. We have enemies here, as I am sure so must you all, and I can see from the existence of this network that the worth of alliances does not escape you.

However, before I consider forging any manner of positive relationship with any organisation or individual native to this world, I would like to clarify one point. I understand a bounty has been placed on the heads of the individuals in the attached images. These are two of my own troops. I would like to assure you that however handsome the reward offered for their capture might be, you will be in no fit state to enjoy it should you cross me.

[Included are a couple of the images of Breakdown and Sollux that Black Ghost attached to his previous post. Megatron is not super pleased about this.]

[Both shortly after the Signless's announcement.]


[The first, to Arcee:] Arcee. I understand it is you who leads the Autobots in Optimus Prime's... unfortunate absence. I would speak with you regarding the Forge of Solus Prime.



[And the second, to Starscream, far more urgent:] You saw the Alternian's offer, I take it. He has given the location of the Forge as the human settlement of Los Angeles' city hall. You are to retrieve it – at once.

[Orion has pointedly gone somewhere isolated for this - he doesn't want to feel confined to his alt mode while having this conversation, in the inevitable event that it gets heated. It's been a long while in coming, and he earnestly has no idea what he'll do in the aftermath.

All the same, his tone starts surprisingly assertive.]


Megatron. I must speak with you.