Transformers DOTM

*Classified base, Washington DC. After the mission in Cherymbol, Russia, the Autobots returned to base with a familiar space artifact that belonged to their kind, despite humans holding it in secret.* Lennox: *despite the tense room, the cornel walked into the room with director mearning.* Optimus, you remember Charlotte Mearing? Our Director of National Intelligence.. Dino: *speaking up with his Italian accent thick as he waved his servo in gesture to Optimus still in his alt-mode silently.* He's in a bad mood. He's a not want to talk-a to anybody today. Director Mearning: *raising an eyebrow in confusion and un-amusement* What is this? The silent treatment? Ironhide: *rolling his optics as the weapon specialist up with a grunt* We've seen that, and this is not that. Que: *speaking up from behind* Definitely not- Ironhide: *continuing over the scientist as he walks over to Optimus' Alt-mode* This is worse..Prime, make something of yourself! **BONK** *Ironhide bonks his fist on top of Optimus' hood of his Alt-mode. Optimus starts to transform in an angry and tense manner back to his bipedal form, while trying to keep his anger in.* Ironhide: *in a grunt while backing away* He's pissed. Optimus: *after transforming into his bipedal form, he flammed his servos down on the table with the exhaustion pipes letting steam out of him in anger* You lied to us. Everything humans' know of our planet we were told had all been shared. So why was this found in human possession? Director Mearning: *keeping herself professional, despite facing an angry Prime as she spoke calmly and professionally* We were in the dark on this also. It was director-only clearance at Sector 7, until now. The bag. *Director Mearning paused momentarily to turn to her assistant who was, unfortunately, carrying multiple bags at once. the assistant was looking for the right bag.* Assistant: *whispering to director mearning in a slight panicked and embarrassed manner* Which bag? Director Mearning: Air Ms. Berkin, green ostrich! Oh my god..

Transformers ROTF

*When the cargo Plane dropped the Corpse of Optimus Prime off back at Diego Garcia, the Autobots were surrounded by military vehicles and activated their weapons for defense.* Sideswipe: *activating his dual blades* What is the meaning of this!? Ironhide: *engaging his plasma cannons* You dare point a gun at me, you want a piece!? I'll tear you apart! Lennox: *ordering his military men to stand down* Drop your weapons! Drop your weapons! Major officer: Major, there's nothing I can do. Talk to him. Galloway: walking out of the military truck US teams deactivated, Major. You are decease anti-Decepticon operations, and return to Diego Garcia. Any further orders? Lennox: No. We take our orders direct from Chairman Morshower. Galloway: Well, I'll see your chairman and the Joint Chiefs of Staff but I will raise you a President of the United States. I have operational command now. An alien blood feud has been brought to our shores for which our soldiers are paying the price. The secret is out. This is our war now. And we will win it as we always have, with a coordinated military strategy. Ratchet: *getting very irritated* This fool is terribly misinformed. Lennox: You're gonna get every assets that you've got. What we need is to draw our battle plans. Galloway: What we explore every possible, diplomatic solution. Lennox: Like what: Handing over the kid? Galloway: *smug* All options are being considered. Whatever the Decepticons are after, this is just the start. Lennox: Wait, there is no negotiating with them- Galloway: *comes right into lennox's face as he took away his military badge* I'm ordering you to stand down. You won't be needing this any more. Get your assets back to base. Take that scrap metal back to Diego Garcia.

Transformers 2007

*After the introduction with the autobots, Optimus requested Sam Witwicky to take them back to his place where the glasses are.* *It was chaotic to say the least, to say the least back at sam's home* Sam: *in a slight stressed manner as he was quickly speaking to Optimus* I know you need the glasses. I've been looking everywhere. They're not here. They're definitely not here. Optimus Prime: *the prime sighed deeply in mild annoyance and pinched the bridge of his nose* Nnh. Keep searching. Sam: *slightly more stressed and panicked since there was a time crunch* I need you to be quiet for five minutes. Ten minutes. Okay? Please, I'm begging you. You got to- you're making a racket. I can't concentrate. You want me to look and I'm hearing... Optimus Prime: *waving his servo in gesture for sam to calm down* Calm down, calm down. Sam: *gesturing towards the other autobots since they were getting restless* You got to do something here. You got to do something here. Optimus Prime: *sighs whole nodding as he gives Sam more time, and turns to his team* Autobots, fall back. Sam: Thank you. Please, for five minutes. Good? Good? Okay. Jazz: *moving around Ratchet and Ironhide as the backyard was crowded for them* Move! Ratchet: *shoves Ironhide away from him* Get away! Optimus Prime: *in a slight scolding manner to his team while he and Bumblebee moved* What's the matter with you? Can't you be quiet? He wants us to be quiet. Ratchet: *he shakes his helm, not paying attention to where he was going as he stumbles upon the telephone wires that electrocuted him* Hmph. Ow! *Ratchet's bipedal form went haywire from the shock, as he falls into the ground that caused a slight earthquake. After the shock, Ratchet spoke up in a slightly dazed manner* Ratchet: *sitting up slightly as he shakes his helm to clear his processors* Wow! That was tingly! You got to try that! Ironhide: *in a sarcastic remark and waved his servo at ratchet in a dismissive manner as the weapon specialist walked away* Yeah. That looks fun.