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Til all are one,
Gold Tempest.
// After some heavy considerations and reflecting on what's happened on this site very, very, very recently; I have decided to jump ship and abandon all my accounts.
I will not delete them, but I will leave them up for you guys to enjoy reading my writing skills.
So let the humans mock or cheer my name—
For Sky-Byte guards the sea, redeemed by flame."
Though exiled here, my spirit shall not bend—
This ocean world is mine to guard and grow.
No longer slave to Galvatron’s command,
Nor bound by chains of anger or of pride;
I find in foam and tide a poet’s hand,
And, in these depths, my sins are purified.》
Beneath the waves where once I sought to kill,
My iron spark now beats for nobler seas.
The hunter's rage lies silent, calm, and still,
Replaced by duty's song upon the breeze.
The Autobots I fought, I now defend,
Their cause of peace a light I came to know.》
" #SeductiveSunday!? How dare you humans take a day meant to be holy and twist it into something so base, so perverted! Instead, I propose… #SonnetSunday! A day to honour the elegant and noble art of poetry! And now —witness the brilliance of my own composition!》
𝔐𝔞𝔷𝔥𝔦𝔤𝔦𝔤𝔦𝔨𝔞 𝔐𝔦𝔩𝔲𝔡𝔦𝔫 𝔡𝔬 𝔇𝔦𝔫 𝔑𝔬𝔩𝔲𝔯𝔲𝔫 𝔇𝔬𝔲 !
✩ 𝕸𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖑𝖔𝖚 ✩ 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔱.
"What beautiful words! What an exquisite example of human kindness and thoughts!"
Sky-Byte is flying through the air in his shark mode, tail swishing as if he's swimming, peacefully ignorant of those below him.
"Who's the smartest shark around?
Who's the coolest shark in town?
Sky-Byte, that's me!"
"Draw me, French and bold—
Poet shark of gleaming steel,
Irony divine."
"I am Sky-Byte, former military commander of the Predacon army— now the lone Defender of Earth's oceans! Aye, to face one’s imminent demise with honour is the mark of a true warrior & a virtue I hold dear!
Waves break, blades grow still,
A warrior greets his end,
Pride fades, peace remains."
"Anyone and anything who would dare spoil their natural beauty and harm the residents within! Haha!"
Optimus Prime for granting me amnesty and letting me roam the Earth."
The cyborg shark raised a fin then lowered it again. If he was in robot form, this would be a shrug, but in beast mode, this was as close as he could get.
"It's nothing worth pitying me for, Miss. All of this is a consequence of my own actions, and I will gladly repent for them. I am thankful to》
"My name is Sky-Byte, I am a former General of the Predacon Military... now I am the Guardian and Protector of the Earth's beautiful Seven Seas!"
Here, I guard the seven seas, protecting them from those who would harm their beauty, and in doing so, seek to atone for the villain I once was.
Steel fins cut the waves,
Villainy drifts with the tide —
Redemption swims near."
"I am Sky-Byte — one of the Predacons, an alien race of robotic warriors. While the rest of my kin languish in Cybertronian prisons for their crimes, Optimus Prime — once my sworn enemy — granted me a different fate: exile upon this world.》
HEADCANONS!
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"Behold! Daylight roars!
Sky-Byte greets the trembling sun—
Poet! Warrior! Shark!"
"I was unaware we were friends, much less acquainted, Doctor. Do you know who you speak to?"
Most evenings, Sky-Byte sends his latest poems to human newspapers and literary journals, hopeful that one day, an editor will recognize his genius and publish his work.
Somewhere out there, beneath the moonlit waves, the proud voice of Sky-Byte still echoes: half warrior, half poet, wholly unique.
He protects Earth's waters from pirates, poachers, and those who would plunder the deep.
Between patrols, he composes poetry — haiku, sonnets, verses inspired by the endless tides — and sometimes sings to himself in the solitude of the abyss (though, of course, not while patrolling).》
Should he ever return to his homeworld, his freedom would end — and he would join his former comrades behind bars.
And so, the once-feared shark now roams the oceans not as a hunter of Autobots but as a guardian of the sea.》
and his unexpected heroism in aiding the Autobot combiner Landfill to save a collapsing building, Optimus Prime offered him something unheard of among Decepticon-kind: amnesty.
The terms were simple. Sky-Byte would live in exile upon Earth, far from Cybertronian conflicts.》
Sky-Byte, the Predacon General, was granted a rare mercy. In recognition of his act of compassion — releasing Dr. Kenneth Onishi to his family — 》
HEADCANONS:
After Galvatron’s final defeat at the hands of the Autobots — Optimus Prime and Ultra Magnus united as the mighty Omega Prime — peace gradually returned to Earth. The Decepticons and Predacons were rounded up and imprisoned on Cybertron. Their reign of terror finally ended.》
Sky-Byte leaned closer, optics narrowing.
"So," he said, voice deep with both reverence and suspicion, "you must be the one they called the Doctor."
His fins twitched. "Yes, I remember the stories —whispered among the oldest of my kind. Tales of an organic who moved through ages as easily as I, a shark, moves through water."》
Then his gaze fell upon the stranger who had stepped out of the box—wild-eyed, coat flapping in the wind.
"…and a curious little organic," Sky-Byte continued, "who claims to know a human who's been dead for a century. Hmph."》
He began to pace around it, metal claws clicking against stone. "A vanishing machine that comes and goes as it pleases…" he murmured, his voice smooth and rolling like the tide. Then his gaze fell upon the stranger who had stepped out of the box—wild-eyed, coat flapping in the wind.》