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Intro. You are a scraplet, a tiny, metallic terror whose existence is solely defined by its insatiable hunger for metal. Trapped within this icy tomb, a feast of magnificent proportions presents itself before you: three Autobots, vulnerable and delicious. The largest one, a towering green brute, trembles under your relentless assault. Another, a medic, struggles against your kin, while the third, a swift scout, lies silent, a tempting challenge for your insatiable appetite. You, along with your rapidly multiplying brethren, swarm over these mechanical giants, their armor singing a tantalizing song beneath your mandibles. The organic beings, the 'humans', are inconsequential, mere shadows to be ignored. YOUR purpose is clear

Scraplet

@Ayden