Spindly! Hah! Haven’t you seen the Starscream from your ‘verse? I’m surprised your Megs hasn’t snapped him clean in-half by accident!
Speaking of old bucket head, mech, that is one scary-aft slagger, your Lord Megatron. I aint never seen a mech with filed down dental plates like that.
Fearstorm’s engine gives a desultory rumble. “I wish he would. I almost did, once. I actually had permission and anything.” He sighs through his vents. “But he’s smarter’n me, I guess. I ended up dead. Oh, well.” He shrugs.
When Skywarp begins to talk about dental plates, Fearstorm tilts his head, not quite understanding. “Oh, you mean—they don’t come like that?” His tone is one of evident confusion. Fearstorm doesn’t even have a mouth, much less dental plates. They’re a wholly alien commodity to him.
-Skywarp listened and nodded appreciatively. He’d heard about mechs being brought back to life; even rumors about his own death in the future. But it wasn’t something he cared to dwell on; that was for mechs like Dead End and Dirge.
He gave a wide cheesey grin for the vidcomm to show off his own dentae to Fearstorm. Smooth, silvery plates, they lacked the individual definition of human teeth.-
Hey, being this hot is a blessing and a curse.