Mtntopview - Jun 8, 2015
Pissed! That was the humans word for it. The sheer anger he felt because he couldn't contact Soundwave or any other Deepticon. Stupid teleportation. Stupid humans! This has to be their fault. They always screwed everything up for him. Them and the Autobots.
With no way to contact his allies, and more than enough proof that he was indeed trapped in an alternate world, the small bot found himself in an irksome position. In a world full of people waaaay stronger than him, he'd be forced to interact. He hated it! Well, looking to the positive side he could at least maybe manipulate them into dying ... That would be nice. Might make up for the inconvenience of the mess he was in.
Transforming, where there was once a silver laptop, there was now a strange looking alien robot. His twitchy nature was now on full display as his four beady blue optics scanned the area. His mandibles twitched as he spoke in a rapid-fire gibberish. He then began to cautiously approach the two beings who had fled the van.