TaintedTamer

Dark shadows and gentle humming of active energon bars filled the large spaces of the ship's brig. Once before occupied with a few other mischievous 'bots and poor souls, now it was just company to one and honestly, Brainstorm thought that was the best. He needed no audience to his broken frame and unhindered tears as he wept. After all this time.... To fail. Losing any further chances.... Reality and history settled in heavily, and the desolate scientist buckled further under the burden, aware of his rattling frame as he started falling apart at invisible seams. “....Brainstorm?” The hushed word cut through the roaring in h