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5/6/2015 8:04:04 PM
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*standing on roof, looking over the courtyard, Iago on my shoulder*
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*I fly in and land as I revert to robot mode* *The building shakes* Damnit... Anyways, who are you?
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Not your business, tin can.
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Tin? No, it's Ununtrium.
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Metal to metal, dust to dust, ash to ash.
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Eh. So, have you ever seen one of my kind before?
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Not unless you're a big ass ignus.
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No then. I'm from Cybertron. A huge ass hunk of metal light-years from here. It was kinda destroyed and all other sorts of stuff happen. But our signature ability is the ability to have an alternate form. I have 5.
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*sarcastic tone* Wow.
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You wouldn't understand... I've destroyed 25 worlds and killed 65 billion sentient beings
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*sighs* Do you -blam!-ing robots do anything good at all?
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Yes. I killed Michael Bay.
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