Unicron - TFP
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Unicron's optics narrow, a snarl curling at scarred lips. In his true form, this mech would be the size of his pinkie finger. Though in this meager, temporary vessel, he still towered over everyone.
"Greetings."
Unicron's optics narrow, a snarl curling at scarred lips. In his true form, this mech would be the size of his pinkie finger. Though in this meager, temporary vessel, he still towered over everyone.
"Greetings."