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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2018 3:45:19 GMT
Again: what the hell was that?
Dylan grunted slightly, his body trembling. Come on Dylan, don’t give her anything - he told himself. But even he knew that was a foregone conclusion. He tried his damn hardest to fight it though, he wasn’t about to give up without a fightt, especially not under someone’s mind control. The things she could do to him alone were... Obviously numerous. And...
Dammit, he couldn’t fight it anymore. He shook his head a bit, he only knew a few full names of human allies - thankfully. And most of them were safe on-base. “I... Don’t know all their full names just mine, Chris Stratos, Callum Wyatt, and William Fowler...” Thank God he didn’t know the others last names - which gave him leverage since two of them were already known by Decepticons after all.
Inwardly he tried again to fight but it was definitely no use. He felt about as helpless as he could possibly feel at this point. Where the heck was everybody? What was he going to do if he blabbed things he did know about? Things that he couldn’t take back or justify? He sweated bullets and just hoped the Bots would forgive him if it came to that.
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Post by Hypnos on Apr 9, 2018 4:03:12 GMT
Two of those names she knew, and were already snugly on her list. The third however remained an unknown variable. Just another point of data she'd need to dig up; Hypnos hoped they were more level-headed than Dylan had shown him self to be, at least. It was enough information to continue her search for now, which meant now she could have some fun with him. The panels on the top and sides of Hypnos's head continued to emit the same soft tone, before she asked another question.
"The Autobots appointed Chris a guardian. Who is it?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2018 4:10:06 GMT
His guardian?
Was she messing with him now? Oh god, if he got out of this hypnosis he was going to make sure this femme got a mouthful. But at least she hasn’t taken him anywhere. The Autobots could still find him and he would guess they were closing in on the time frame one might show up - if anyone answered the call that was. God if no one heard his call... Not only did it make it worse on him thinking that he might blab something but what if she made him kill himself - or someone.
Body shaking, he finally answered. “Warpath - his name is Warpath.”
Dang it lady, get on with it. If she was going to torture him for information, then he hoped this would end soon or someone - anyone would show up. Pit he’d even take Fowler with one of his giant vehicles at this point!
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Hypnos
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Post by Hypnos on Apr 9, 2018 4:29:45 GMT
Warpath.
She had to admit, she knew better candidates inside the Decepticons, rather than Warpath of all people. As she processed the information she searched her mind for another question. Hypnos already knew exactly how she was going to end their little session today, but she wanted the chance to savor it for just a little while longer. Then it hit her. It wasn't a question however, it was a plain old regular fact.
"I've done this a long time. I've incited nuclear war a dozen times over, watched civilizations rip themselves apart over miscommunications, and do you know who's responsible for it? Well, me, of course. But do you know who tries and fails each time to stop it? The Autobots."
"Not just that, but I've seen them do there what they're doing here." She took a few steps closer to Dylan, still restrained. Hypnos leaned in almost uncomfortably close before she continued her speech. "They form bonds with the locals, because they're Autobots, why wouldn't they? A few military officials to maintain ties with, maybe some law enforcement or fire fighters to smooth the collateral damage over with. They sometimes even just pick up children unlucky enough to catch them transforming in a dimly lit city alley."
"And do you want to know what's really funny? It all ends the same way, every time."
Hypnos drew back, keeping her stabbing gaze locked on Dylan.
"They're the Autobots. You're not. Do the math, hero."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2018 4:41:47 GMT
Dylan could have punched her.
He knew that it was true - most of them had come to the Autobots by pure chance but he wasn’t dumb enough to believe what she said. The Autobots cared about him, they made it clear about that. They’d been fighting to keep him there for months now. And he held onto that fact - hard. Anytime anyone suggested that the Autobots didn’t care about him - a publicity stunt to impress the government, pity, sense of duty, whatever... He thought about one thing.
They were the first people to accept him for him.
They carried his darkest secret in some cases, and looked at him no different. They asked how school was going, and they let him in on their events. Like Bee taking him for the Team Bee try-outs, or Ratchet always letting hide in his med bay despite the fact he was working... They treated him like family - and he would never believe that was for nothing
And that meant that they’d protect them - the humans. Or even just him. And he wouldn’t ever blame them for this - nor would he stop believing in the Autobots.
He may not have been able to speak but he said it all with his eyes. He was not listening to her. And he would believe in the Autobots, and their cause until he took his last breath.
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Post by Hypnos on Apr 9, 2018 4:55:10 GMT
"Hmmmhmhm," she softly chuckled. Hypnos missed having a real head, if only for moments like these. They were so few and far between these days. "You're still waiting for them, aren't you? You're so confident in the Autobots that you'd wager a few dozen lives on them. I commend you for having that kind of faith in people. It's a luxury people like me can't afford any more."
She paced around her statues, looking rather forlorn and even a bit lost. "But what to do while we wait.... oh. I know. We could have a staring contest, whoever drops dead first loses the game. But... no, I could just tell you to close your eyes, and I'd win. No, wait. I can't blink, so I win by default." Truly, this was the most perplexing situation she'd ever been confronted with.
Hypnos stopped. Her head slowly swiveled back around to face Dylan. "I could sing. Would you like me to sing?"
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