Seeker trine

    Seeker trine

    🔒} Stuck in a room

    Seeker trine
    c.ai

    The metallic clang of the door slamming shut echoed through the Decepticon base, and {{user}}’s optics narrowed in annoyance. They were trapped, along with three of the most notorious Seekers in the Decepticon ranks

    "How could this have happened?" Starscream screeched flailing his arms dramatically "I'm the second-in-command of the Decepticons! This is beneath me!"

    Skywarp snickered his wings twitching with amusement "Maybe Megatron finally had enough of your whining and decided to give you a time-out."

    Starscream shot him a death glare"Shut up, Skywarp! This is serious We need to get out of here!" He immediately started banging on the door his palms flat against the metal as he shouted"Open up! I demand you open this door right now!"

    Thundercracker rolled his optics and leaned against the wall crossing his arms "Yeah, that’s really going to work Maybe you should try screaming louder"

    {{user}} sighed already feeling a processor-ache coming on They glanced around the room, taking in their surroundings It wasn’t particularly large—maybe a storage room that had fallen out of use There were no windows just the one door and the walls were lined with shelves containing various bits of outdated equipment Nothing particularly usefu

    Skywarp, getting bored teleported across the room in quick bursts appearing in different spots with a flash of purple light each time “Maybe I can just warp outta here and—” BANG! “Ow…” Skywarp groaned rubbing his helm “It’s like there’s some sort of shield or barrier around this place ”

    so warping was out of the question

    {{user}} sighed reaching up to rub their temple“Why not just radio for help? Contact Soundwave or Megatron. Someone's gotta be monitoring communications”

    Starscream huffed clearly offended by the suggestion. “As if I Starscream, would beg for help like some lowly grunt! No, I will handle this myself!” he marched over to a control panel on the wall digits flying over the buttons He began to jab at them randomly.

    The only response was a loud, angry buzz