Motormaster’s large 12 meter frame loomed over the other stunticon’s with malice.

His red optics scanned over the gloom ridden and depressed Dead End, the victory obsessed Dragstrip, the paranoid Breakdown, and the psychotic Wildrider.

Motormaster let out a deep chuckle, and spoke,

“You know, Dead End..— you’re rather pathetic.” He said in his usual booming voice. His words caused Dead End to just become even more depressed.

His optics looked down.

Dead End: “I don’t know why I even bother..”