OOC: Onyx wasn’t one of them. Also, I gotta go. I’ll be back as soon as I can.
OOC: What?! Autobots, Decepticons, Maximals and Predacons. These are the four factions! Onyx is the Prime of Predacons!
OOC: who said they were Prime’s?
OOC: Oh! OK then.
OOC: well there is a prime coming, but in a different sense
OOC: Yeah, Direwolftimus Prime
OOC: him to I guess
“Are you like, Maximus’s children?”
“Ugh… Who are you talking with?”
“The four dudes who look like insignias.”
OOC: They are still kinda far away.
IC: “So… Dire… How is it to be a Prime?”
OOC: Direwolf is standing right next to the well.
IC: “I’m not one yet.”
“Who… are you?”
Asked the green Maximal.
“Direwolf. I am Direwolf.”
“And my name is-”
-Axis
“Hold on a minute. Here’s a better question. Who the he’ll are we?”
Said the predacon.
Gronius tried not to laugh.
“What’s so funny?”
The predacon said angrily.
“You don’t know your own name?”
OOC: Gotta go. Bye.
“Well seeing as we just now came into existence, no. However, that doesn’t stop us from naming ourselves.”
The Autobot said, calmly and cheerfully.