Well, frag it all.

Starscream has officially hit rock bottom. He's been kicked out of the Decepticons' ranks, sent off into space, and sucked into the atmosphere of the planet he explored when it was barely borne of the matter of its solar system. Earth. He's not too sure where he landed, but it's very hot and his sigil is gone and he hates everything and kinda wants to yell at the sky. Not that it would help. He's steadily leaking Energon, which is bad, and he also cannot move, so....yay. His high-pitched, screechy voice would only give him away were he to start cursing at everything, so by some miracle, he held back from doing that. That is, until you came out of fucking nowhere. "...scrap."