Diary of a Former Nyonian: 1
|Diary of a Former Nyonian: 1|
|Date of Cutscene:||03 April 2016|
|Cast of Characters:||Hot Rod|
What the hell am I even writing in this damn thing for? Primus. I can't believe I'm actually listening to that orange sap. He said it would help with the mood swings. Pft, yeah right...
Eh, well. I dunno. Maybe he's right. I mean, it's worth a shot, at least.
Well, here goes nothing.
Huh, what did I even do today? What did I even do this week? This whole past week was complete slag anyway. Classes are as boring as hell, I can't believe anyone becomes an Autobot at this rate. I keep waiting for that big damn rock called "you actually joined the Autobots" to hit me. It still hasn't, at least, not yet. Huh.. let's see, what else did I do. Oh yeah. I ... revisited Nyon. Against my better judgment. What a huge damn load of regrets. I keep thinking about the day that it actually happened. Before I thought... somehow, blowing up something that big would be fun. But it wasn't. It sucked. Big time. And I hate that I ever wished to blow something big up. I wish.. I don't know what I wish. Except that I hadn't hit the detonate switch. Or... I don't know. I just keep running through all the possible scenarios. What could I have done instead...
Saw Swivel. I know, right? She actually came back. Crazy stuff. I thought I'd never see that cute little sucker again. I hope she can stay out of trouble. Though that's doubtful.
Dude, there were some crazy aft Autobots there, digging around in the leftover Destructor slag. I don't know what the hell they were doing there, except some mech named Vantage got in my way and I nearly skewered him. I mean.. what the hell?! Why'd he have to get in my way like that? It would have saved him a trip to Deltaran. Frag. I hope he's okay now....well, he probably is...
I mentioned it to Prowl and the damn bastard just kept preaching slag about 'desperate times and desperate measures, order, structure and blah blah blah. What a loser. Primus, I swear one of the days someone's going to punch one of his optics out. I hope it isn't me. Or.. well. I don't know. Maybe I would. But only if he REALLY deserved it.
I'm going to go back there later. There's no way in hell I'm just gonna sit around and do nothing if the Autobots really do plan to reuse any of the Destructors. I am going to get to the bottom of this, even if it costs me my education...