“Direwolf, listen to me. Remember Cybertron. Remember your crash. Remember the day we met. Vector Prime, our mission, the hunt for the artifacts, fighting Scourge to get the mask. I’m real. Axis is real. Scourge is real. Gronius is real. We are all real.”
“Lies! Illusions! I refuse to allow Unicron to fool me.”
“Wait. The mask! I have it.”
Maximus reached behind his back and pulled out the mask that once belonged to Onyx Prime.
“I took it with me just in case. Put it on. It might help.”
“How do I know that it won’t be an illusion mask that will trick me?”
“I don’t think putting on the fake mask would make the situation any worse.”
“One of you may stab me in the back when I try to put it on.”
“Axis and Song are out of commission. Gronius and I are in front of you. If we try to attack, you’ll see it coming.”
“And I’m suposed to take your word for that?”
“What other choice do you have?”
“Kill you, and all the other filth like you on this Primus forsaken planet.”
“Then Unicron wins. Is that what you want?”
“I don’t trust you, and I’m suposed to take your word that you’re trustworthy?”
Maximus sighs.
“I suppose so… yes.”
Gronius was there.
“Me SlFD want new name!”
“Well then think of a new name. I can’t make one for you.”
“Me SlFD want you to choose my new name!”
“I’m not really good with this sorta thing, but I guess I could try.”
“Me can’t wait!”
OOC: Which one is the sifd again?
OOC: SlFD, and is S-l-F-D, not S-I-F-D, from S l ag Fighting Dummy.