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When: Nowish
Who: Starscream and OPEN
Where: Market Place
What: Starscream is going to lurk around and see if he can nab anything useful for his own personal gain.

Starscream had to admit he was almost impressed at the large selection of products held within the marketplace. Of course, it was probably only natural considering all the various species who lived here. This made things both interesting and difficult.

He's going to have to get a bit creative when it comes to parts that he needs. Which actually wasn't the difficult part ... what was difficult is the financial side of things. He could barter like the best of them, but he had a feeling he's going to have to resort to some unethical methods for some stuff.

Not that he'd do it personally, but he could probably manipulate someone around the station. Already that Loki kid needed his help, so perhaps in return ...

Well, he'd have to think on that.

For now he decided he'd wander the various booths and sections to see what kind of energy sources are readily available.

And then he stops to stare at some fuzzy looking animals of a species he never saw before. They were round and had no facial features whatsoever. So maybe scientific curiosity got the best of him. And maybe he might have accidentally knocked a random organic into the cage just to see if the creature had some sort of hidden mouth and would try and eat the person.

(ooc: I'm fine with prose or action brackets. Hit me up with either.)

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Drift or whatever his name is. For an Autobot he certainly tried to stand up for you a lot.

[Which was about as weird as Starscream and Rodimus agreeing with one another.]

That's likely because he wasn't always an Autobot. Other than that he is far too trusting and hopeful for all that he's been through.

He might have mentioned something about that too.

[Starscream stopped paying attention after awhile though.]

But yes. He claimed you were about freedom ...

[Oh that was very hard for Starscream to even say]

Instead of conquest, tyranny and whatnot. Sure freedom to murder and do as we please might have been involved there -- as that was the biggest draw of your speeches.

[ he doesn't say anything while Starscream carries on. his mouth does press into a hard line though...

his goals had been for freedom. TRUE freedom. however his methods at the time shifted from peaceful to brutal. ]

Conquest and tyranny for freedom. I know not what your Megatron preached, but he and I would appear to have had very different goals.

"To exact our vengeance upon the council of ancients ... the clandestine group of elitists who have manipulated our every move since the dawn of Cybertron's creation."

[His gaze drifted into a small smirk, looking directly at Megatron. Might as well quote a Megatron to a Megatron.]

For what purpose, Starscream? To be able to do as you please? To pillage and plunder all that you can? To exert yourselves onto others in the same matter that 'group of elitists' did?

That was never my actual motive.

Yes, all of it. To be free of the rules of society and take what is rightful ours. To no longer be restricted -- caged. To allow the brutal, beast within all of us free and give in to the temptation of the kill!

[He now realizes this might turn into a scene in the market place so he turns to move to another area.

But he does pause briefly to give Megatron another glance first.]

Or at least that's what it was supposed to be. But in the end we were all just pawns for Megatron's own personal quest for control. Was that your actual motive too, I wonder?

[ Megatron is to follow Starscream. it's interesting to hear about an alternate version of himself - to see a different Starscream. on one hand, there are many similarities. on the other... all four of them couldn't be any more different.

yes, Megatron had used people. he hadn't wanted to be restricted either. but nowhere had Megatron himself wanted the lot of them to be free to senselessly murder and conqueror. his conquest for control had only been a means to an end - and that end had originally been to ensure that he created a war so horrible that no one would ever THINK about committing violent or corrupt acts ever again.

it's just he went too far. ]

Even if I answer truthfully, you are not going to believe me.

[ because Starscream has already proven that. ]

While yes, I ended up creating pawns it was not to control an empire of senseless brutality. However, not everyone fell into that category... Soundwave, Drift, and even yourself I considered to be of value as you were.

[Starscream stops moving at that last part, but only briefly to pause in his thoughts before moving on. He knew Megatron's game of manipulation ... even if this version is ... different.

It is surprising, really. Out of anything Megatron could have said, he hadn't expected that one, but then again ...]

Ah, yes -- value as your personal tools of destruction, hmm?

[Starscream had a hard time imagining Megatron without a sense of brutality -- it's what seemed to drive him. In fact, it was a lingering temptation even Starscream had given into before.]

[ hey. he's going to be honest about himself here. mostly. ]

Yes and no. I reserved such things for my Phase Sixers and the DJD.

[ they are the ones that create havoc and mass destruction. those are tools that he's handcrafted for himself and the war. ]

Soundwave would be tool to no one. His loyalty and special talents meant that he should remain close at hand. Drift holds a certain tenacity along with his assets. While I may have assigned him to Turmoil's command, I kept an optic on his comings and goings. Of course there are others that I made sure to know what they were capable of and assigned them appropriate tasks...

[ but then there's one he's failing to mention... Starscream's importance. hmmm. wonder why! ]

[There are so many things Megatron just mentioned that Starscream has no clue about. DJD? Turmoil? He was so going to have to ask about those later. Maybe he can torment Megatron-Fanboy-Drift about it.]

And what about my alternate? I'm going to wager a guess that he was also head of your aerial command, because who else really would be.

[After all if Starscream is the most awesome flier than of course his alternate had to be close (but not better)]

But how much of your own ego got in the way of acknowledging the intellect of others?

[ all in good time. right now Megatron continued the stroll down the walkways of this place. he's not... entirely mindful of the people at his feet. they can see him coming, right? that means they have ample opportunity to get out of the way. ]

Not quite. At first, he was appointed my bodyguard, though I hardly needed one. Otherwise he was my Second. A perfect Decepticon in every way that I had envisioned.

[ ruthless. cunning. charismatic. full of ambition. oh yes... that had been the Decepticon ideal at the time. ]

Perfect in every way except one: he did not see it in himself and thus believed the only way to truly achieve greatness was to take my position - one that I would have offered to him one day.

[Well the bodyguard part he certainly didn't expect ... The other parts of what Megatron says makes him pause though. Megatron, his own, never really complimented him like that ... not without some sort of insult attached. It was well, strange to hear.]

Megatron controlled us from day one. Conditioned us. The perfect Decepticon was one who could inflict pain and take it without every questioning why. Or what Megatron had planned even when it was menial tasks that really meant nothing.

[Let him just stop and turn towards Megatron.]

To sit back and watch our plans revolve around an obsession with Optimus Prime. At one time, he may have been a great warrior, but I won't back down from saying his time had long passed.

[ the abrupt stop is met with an indifferent gaze. some parts of that are true, even for his reality. inflicting pain and taking it... ]

Our conditioning wasn't done completely by my hand. The previous champion forced it upon us all. I only continued it after I took over the ring.

[ his first kill hadn't been... Megatron hadn't wanted it. ]

Though I admit that I might have a slight obsession with Optimus Prime. Without Orion Pax, none of this would have been possible.

No. You started it. You started the brutality in the arena. I was there.

[Megatron needed to stop making excuses for his actions ... even if it wasn't the same Megatron.

Or that Starscream had any misgivings about killing.]

And Orion Pax, who?

I turned to the arena after a revolt in the mines. It was the only means by which we could acquire energon. Your Megatron might have started it, but I did not.

[ and stop comparing them. they are not the same at all. ]

Optimus Prime? Orion Pax? They are one in the same. He was Orion, an enforcer of the law, before becoming Prime after I slaughtered Sentinel.

[Don't compare him to your Starscream either than. He huffs and folds his arms across his chest. No matter the universe, Megatron managed to irritate him.]

What? I thought his name was Optronix and he was a librarian or something like that.

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[ HE'S NOT TREATING YOU LIKE HIS STARSCREAM DANG IT. STOP THINKING THAT. ]

Librarian? Pax? That is funny.

As far as I know. I've never heard anything about being in law enforcement.

[He pauses and his expression shifts to a smirk]

But that name ... how unfortunate for him.

[ a snort. ]

When he decides to use it. Our dear Prime has identity issues, as it were. He may call himself Optimus now, but I wonder how long it will last before he tries to retake his original name yet again.

Why? That name is terrible.

[Wait are they now having a civil conversation? He's not sure what to think about that]

Why ask me? I cannot fathom how a mind like his works... I merely dance with him on the battlefield.

I really don't want to hear about experiences and obession with him.

Why not? Some of my best battles have been because of his involvement. A shame that we, as a race, cannot share battle scars.

Only you would want to talk about the repeated times you pounded one another into the ground.

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