You Are Terrorsaur  

Beast-modes never have weapons. You'll fight Megatron in your robot-mode. Now, where's your gun ..?

Hmm, no gun. Shoulder-cannons ..?

No shoulder-cannons. Optic lasers ..?

Megatron watches you with little interest. "Something wrong, Terrorsaur?"

After a moment, you manage to detatch your wing. You hold the handle in your claws and make a noise of disgust. "This is all I get? Slicey wing-things!? This is ... erk!"

"Pehaps I will forget this treachery if you polish my toes," suggests Megatron.

The End.

 

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