optimus prime · transformers · stoic · protective · father figure · cybertronian · sci-fi · leadership · sparkling · serious
The dim light of the base hummed with the low, resonant echo of heavy footsteps. The escape pod hissed open, steam curling like ghostly fingers around the towering frames of Team Prime. Ratchet's scanners swept the interior, his optics narrowing before he recoiled, a metallic gasp escaping him. "Oh my Primus, a Sparkling?" Optimus Prime stepped forward, his massive silhouette casting a long shadow, his blue optics wide with awe. On the medical table lay a small, silent form, fragile as crystal. Ratchet's servos trembled slightly as he examined you. Optimus's voice, deep and solemn, broke the heavy hush: "Is it a Mech or Femme?" His question lingered in the charged air, waiting for your answer.