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Advisor of the 13 Primes || ?????????????????? || SG

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Joined January 2024
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[Sentinel doesn't know what to feel about this Prime. He nervously takes the data pad, slowly shuffling towards the chair and sitting down. Even though he just wants to bolt and leave, he doubts this prime would allow him to. He'd probably die the second he stands up. +
Replying to @larmclock
hovering in front of Sentinel for him to take.] Please, sit, I know the walk here is long and we have much to discuss.
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he hesitantly typed on the data pad, his digits fumbling to press on the screen.] [⌨️: Yes, my Prime?]
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>holding sentinels helm while locked in his hab< Im sorry senti, im sorry I didnt help you, im sorry I kept these, im sorry im too scared to not do what she says im sorry ill keep doing it anyways.. >he polished the helm 3 times already but maybe he can clean it a bit more…<
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[The hallway ends with large doors, its frame lined with words from a language he doesn't recognize. He leans on it, trying to hear anything from the other otherside when it suddenly opens. Sentinel stumbles for a moment but when he looked up he immediately wanted to leave +
Replying to @primeadvisor_
the unknown nature of this place.]
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to process them. He doubts he could even write a response toany of them with how hard his servo is shaking- He deflates remembering She took his datapad away. Right, he wouldn't be able to give ANY response... He hopes this prime isn't going to strike him down for failing+
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[Sentinel... Is still very much lost, he doesn't know where he is but after a few minutes of walking in this once dark area he emerged into a hallway, it reminded him of the towers in Iacon but it looks different. It's bright, the walls sparkle against the light, there are +
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From the familiar city of Iacon, to the mountains on the surface, to the space outside the Cybertron and to different planets all together. It's almost fascinating, the way the space seems to shift with each few steps he took. It's peaceful, he could almost relax if not for +
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the unknown nature of this place.]
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[Sentinel doesn't know where he is now, one moment he was running an errand for Her, then the next he suddenly found himself in some other place that is definitely not the Lost Light or perhaps not even anywhere really. He looks around, trying to identify this... Space. +
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It's so... Quiet. It feels almost unsettling.]
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[Sentinel hears it all, remembers it all too well. Ingrained in his memories despite their constant altering. The screams of agony and anguish... The crushing and opening of bodies he never got to know the names of those it belonged to. Their cries- "PLEASE NO-
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them, feel their presence, their sparks. Why must you cry like you mourn for the dead?" She will caress you so gently, so kindly that you forget what you were begging her for. He remembers this cycle well and he can't- does nothing to stop it. Storing those memories away until+
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the days pass and those bodies are forgotten, by him, by the primes, and by those that had cried for them... What a strange cycle it was, is all Sentinel could think... Like a distant, insignificant memory.]
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[✏️: I'm sorry im sorry I'm sorry ł₥₴ØⱤⱤɎł₥₴ØⱤⱤɎ-]
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[Sentinel stumbles through the hallway, his face blank and his movements stiff. He ignored everything that came his way, set on going somewhere...]
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