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Editor's Note: The 'Transformer' cybertronian dialects vary in their cadence, possessing several thousand modifiers to affect each 'word' used.
Example:
English: A Beautiful Woman
Cybertronian (Iaconian Dialect): Femme-adult_Seen-admired-honored-liked_Good-Attractive-physical-frame-shape-color-whole
All this is 'said' in one short use of fast-paced cybetronian dialect. The modifiers are sub-sounds inlaid into the 'word' itself; they define and correct the 'word', which acts as a base upon which the modifiers build a pinnacle of meaning - a scaffolding of clearly defined terms that altogether refer to one single 'thing'. The following report
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_Call To Arms_
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Greetings, mecha of cybertron, from a lowly miner like yourselves.
To you I am another flash in a night sky; a brief glow that will fade, as all others of its kind do.
How wrong you are.
I am not one star among many - I am a solar flare in empty space, and you would do well to seek out the heat I provide, in such dark and cold times as we live in.
The council of Cybertron speaks fair, conciliatory words of peace and settlement upon terms, when faced with the might of my Decepticon army. They know little that is not lies, and as such these calming speeches do not move us, who have seen through their corruptions and deceptions.
Freedom is th
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"Megatron..." A silver and blue cybertronian wolf femme growled.
The warlord heard.
Bloody-colored optics seared into the femme's own, their owner's massive frame gleaming like a mass of blades as it turned - the better for Megatron to regard her. Sharp teeth bared in a sneer that was cruel by habit rather than intention, and the red gaze narrowed to thin, impatient slits of volcanic intensity.
Silence was his answer to the wolf's growl; the femme's intention in approaching him was unclear.
Bloody-colored optics seared into the femme's own, their owner's massive frame gleaming like a mass of blades as it turned - the better for Megatron to regard her. Sharp teeth bared in a sneer that was cruel by habit rather than intention, and the red gaze narrowed to thin, impatient slits of volcanic intensity.
Silence was his answer to the wolf's growl; the femme's intention in approaching him was unclear.
The wolf femme walked forwards with intention of harm,
her fangs were baring right there where she was standing.
"Skylinx Prime, daughter of Optimus." she said.
her fangs were baring right there where she was standing.
"Skylinx Prime, daughter of Optimus." she said.
No matter the battlefield, hatred was the same. Be it between friends, strangers, lovers, or enemies, nothing could alter or disguise the burning light of hatred; the wish for harm and destruction on an opponent. Many times he'd felt that fire himself - had used it as fuel for countless blows. He recognized it in his canine visitor; in her walk and in her bared fangs.
The warlord smirked. The barest hint of surprise stained his expression at the name of Optimus Prime, but it faded quickly, swallowed up by something darker and far more dangerous. "And what, then, is your quarrel with me?" His voice was measured, rough, and insidious; it twisted like a serpent between them, mocking the daughter of Optimus Prime. "Why approach me, to face what your father could not destroy?"
The warlord smirked. The barest hint of surprise stained his expression at the name of Optimus Prime, but it faded quickly, swallowed up by something darker and far more dangerous. "And what, then, is your quarrel with me?" His voice was measured, rough, and insidious; it twisted like a serpent between them, mocking the daughter of Optimus Prime. "Why approach me, to face what your father could not destroy?"
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