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[̷̣̭̦͉͉̩̲͕͎̄̔̾͗̈́̀̽͌͒̒̕ ̸̨̛͖̘̯̫̜̤͉̭̝͗̀͐̌͂̎̽̽̾͐̏̾͐̚͝Ç̵̛͉̝̱͚̻̟̬̱͓̦̗̙̝͌͐̐͋̃̉̿͌̌̕ͅá̷͓͔̫̲͍̖̞̻̇͂͝ͅn̷̢̧͔̜̳̘͖̖̲̱̱͕̄̽̓̀͝ ̵̨̳͍̭̩̭̤͓̹̣̱̟̉̎̈́̎̊͗͘͜͠ś̴̯͉͚͈̜̜̯̣̘͈͕̰̳̲̮̂̈́͑̇͒̔̓̄́̽͗̕̕͜͝ͅō̶͔̞͈̃̃͋̄̄̉͑͆̚m̷̛̪̬̺̻̥̼̃͒͋̂̒͜e̶̮̯͚͓͎̬̫̬̬̗̿̊̅̃͋͌̌ŏ̵̧̢̖̲̫͈̩̺̗̪͚͓̱̱̓͐͆͆̄̑̇̉̅͂́̓͌͜n̷̘̳̻͔̳̙̫͇̟̠̳̠̣̘̓̅̀̓̓̃̐̿̃̉̋̂̓̕e̷̩͍̰̟̼̯̜̬̹͆ ̴͉̉h̷͓̬͚̽͂̇͒̌͗͋̔͂̽̈͒͑̐̕ͅe̵̢̢̜̟͇̩̞̫̣̘̒̈̊͆̋̐͜͝ǎ̸̧̗͕̹̙̭̮̠̦̠́̅͗̎͌̎͌̆͐̀̍̅̉͠͝͠r̴̢̢̗̙̲̘̲̪̠̯̖̯̖̝͎͔̔̐̑͂̐̓̽͌͐͑̄͗͘͜͝͠ ̶̡̧̗̬̣͖͖̯͚̤̣̯̥̇͑̎͊͊͜m̶̛̙̺̯̻̭͎͙̳̋̏̑̂͑̾̿͜͝e̴̢̡͖͉̹̼͉̝͈̯̮̬̦͓͕̩̐͌̋͛̀͊́̐̆̕͜?̷̡͚͙̭̥̞͔̖͈͕͙͛͒̈́͌̂̾ ̶̢͙̪̣̗͛͐̈́̍̐́͋̀͆̍̽̎͗̊̄͂ͅͅ]̵̹͚̇͛̅͐͜
I am actually quite aware.

Allow me to feel a bit humored about such childish squabbles.

What do the bots use…

.·°՞(˃ ᗜ ˂)՞°·.
January 4, 2026 at 3:33 PM
Nothing, nothing. It’s a bit amusing.
January 4, 2026 at 3:19 PM
Mhm.
January 4, 2026 at 3:08 PM
… Sentinel Magnus…
January 4, 2026 at 3:07 PM
I can assure you that I am not another Decepticon.

I do not like them…
January 4, 2026 at 2:35 PM
What about my handle…?
January 4, 2026 at 2:34 PM
… That is a fair assessment. Carry on.
January 4, 2026 at 3:00 AM
Nothing. I am merely surprised to see you on this… platform?
January 3, 2026 at 11:19 PM
More or less so.
January 3, 2026 at 11:18 PM
[ …

He pondered how Jazz and Sentinel are fairing at the moment. ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
[ As soon as he stepped out of the ship, Ultra was met with the scent of flowers and fresh grass. It kind of tickled his processor. But anyhow, he was out, and here, and… He was going to scurry around. The trees seem awfully taller now… ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
| ARRIVAL: NOW |

| WELCOME TO EARTH |

[ Ultra finally stands up, looking around to gather small rations of energon into his subspace. For the time being, he was going to adjust to his new frame here on Earth some more. ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
[ With the tilt of the controls, he moves the small ship toward a forest. Soon, he finds an empty area to lower under the canopy, and with a gentle thud, the ship plants its landing gear into the grass, engine slowing to a standstill. ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
[ After all, he was rumored to be dead or comatose by the general public.

The former magnus pursed his dermas, his destination rapidly approaching in a blip. He sees the familiar foliage, landscape, and city. ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
[ As it approached its atmosphere, he sat back to prepare for its jump course to the coordinates he last recalled. He should be arriving at the outskirts of the organic city of Detroit, though that would likely be unwise to land directly there. ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
[ Perhaps downright dangerous. He will correct that, or attempt to correct that. The uncertainty of the consequences of his oversights hung over his helm as a heavy weight.

Ultra sat in the ship, looking upon the planet with wariness. ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
[ — All of them aren’t equipped with battle expertise against warframes, especially with Megatron’s presence being a looming threat last he checked. Ultra almost pinched his nasal ridge with a sigh. His last few decisions as Magnus has been, admittedly, unjust and inconvenient. ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
[ Before his extinguishment, Ultra recalled his visit where he had last left Optimus and his crew to their own devices. Perhaps that was a mistake on his part. Definitely a mistake.

Most, if not all, of the crew were not soldiers, and whether they are trained or not didn’t matter.— ]
January 3, 2026 at 5:28 PM
[ He watched as the stars and asteroids passed by his ship, driving and dodging the ones before him. Ultra hoped that nothing terrible had transpired in his absence. But he knew, deep in his spark, he had to mentally prepare himself.

Things were definitely not pretty. ]
November 24, 2025 at 5:01 PM