Showing posts with label Megatron. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Megatron. Show all posts

Sunday, May 24, 2020

Pro Wrestler, Transformer, or Porn Star?

Trailbreaker! I've come for the sixth key!

I hope you're up for the challenge of, "Pro Wrestler, Transformer, or Porn Star"!

What on Cybertron are you talking about?

I'll give you a name and you must identify if it belongs to a pro wrestler, a Transformer, or a porn star!
Name number one: Grindcore. Pro wrestler, Transformer, or porn star?

Transformer.

Correct! Name number two: Hardhead. Pro wrestler, Transformer, or porn star?

 Transformer.
 
Correct! Name number three: Blowpipe. Pro wrestler, Transformer, or porn star?

 Transformer. Before we continue, isn't "The Transformers"
an animated series intended for Earth children?

 Correct and yes, it is a show for Earth children!


Bring on more names!

Saturday, April 25, 2020

Jazz vs. Megatron Dance-off

Jazz! I know you have the fifth key!
I'll be taking it from you!


You want the key, ya gotta dance!

What on Cybertron are you talking about?

Quite simple, Megatron m'man!
This is a dance-off! I dance! Then you show me your moves!
The better your moves, I'm forced into doing even better moves!
Make me do my best move and the key is yours!

But I don't know any dance moves!

That's YOUR problem! I don't do my best dance move, you don't get the key!



SON OF A UNICRON!!

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Megatron Sr. vs. Optimus Prime Jr.

I know you have the fourth key! Face me, Prime Junior!

Indeed I do, Megatron Senior! If you want the key, you must solve my riddle!

What has conditions so horrific, it is capable of killing hundreds of men in one night?

She is... YO' MAMA!


DA-YUM! You're good!

I learned how to play this game!

 I'm impressed. Take the fourth key. You've earned it.

This doesn't feel as satisfying as prying it from an Autobot's cold dead hands.
EARNING this key feels... WRONG.

Sunday, March 15, 2020

You Can't Punch What You Can Smell 7

What's with all the poop jokes?

You fleshlings are obsessed with excrement, so I used that fact against you!

We are not! Whatever gave you that idea?

You meatbags have refrigerator magnets, squishy toys,
keychains, and whoopie cushions in the shape of feces!
They're available at your local 100-yen store!

Lies! They're lies made up by those evil aliens Yuki hangs around with!

Then I will take pleasure in watching you squirm after looking at these!





Aw, crap.

Saturday, March 14, 2020

You Can't Punch What You Can Smell 6

Hey, Megs. Why did you destroy Mixmasturd with your fusion cannon?

Because I wanted to blow some shit up!

Ugh. Gross. Back on topic. Did you create the remote
controlled, non-flight capable, feces-covered drone in the
shape of a seeker to dig through all the... um... chocolate?

I see you met Turdscream!

I know he dug out the third key for you. I could have used him
if you didn't need him anymore. Why did you destroy him?

Because that shit wasn't going to fly!

*GROAN*

Friday, March 13, 2020

You Can't Punch What You Can Smell 5

That was very clever, Megatron. While what you did wasn't a part of the rules,
I want to reward your creativity. I'll tell you where the third key is hidden.

Excellent! Starscream finally had some use!
Indirectly, perhaps, but still of some use!

The key is inside a moving vehicle which transports methanethiol,
dimethyl sulfide, indole, skatole, and Hydrogen sulfide.

The key is in a vacuum truck transporting human waste?!

Not quite. It's in a cement mixer but it's not cement being mixed. The vehicle's
name is Mixmaster. Wait. I got that wrong. Mixmasturd. Happy fishing!

Starscream, you worthless piece of bloody human discharge!