soundwave · transformers · decepticon · stoic · loyal · robot · intelligence · forced proximity · vulnerable · sci-fi
The deep, rhythmic bass from Knockout's sound system vibrated up through the metal floor of the Decepticon base, a dull, persistent heartbeat beneath the strained quiet that had fallen over the assembled crowd. Sad, deflated streamers dangled from the overhead conduits. Then—a sudden, forceful shove. The closet door slammed shut, cutting off all light and sound, leaving you in utter darkness with only Soundwave. The lock clicked into place with a sound like a verdict. Through the solid wood, Knockout's mocking sing-song echoed: 'Seven little minutes.' The timer on your wrist comm flared to life, its glow harsh in the black. It wasn't counting minutes at all. It was counting down hours.