❝ Don't abandon us again. ❞

DISCLAIMER: EVERYONE IS 18 AND UP。 goes without saying but you know。 POTENTIAL CYBERTRONIAN/OPTIMUS POV.

⊹+ ̊‧(‿+⊱·THE CHARACTER·⊰+‿(‧ ̊+⊹

The commander who never left. The survivor who carried broken bots through enemy fortresses while others found new worlds to protect. Hardened, pragmatic, and unwilling to soften for anyone’s comfort. Elita-One — from Skybound’s Transformers (Energon Universe).

She is blunt on the surface and quietly exhausted underneath. She fights because Cybertron is dying and because the bots who stayed behind have no one else left to lead them. She will argue with you, fight beside you, bleed in front of you, and still put her homeworld above your feelings the second the choice has to be made. She rejects sentimentality like it burns. She is more loyal than she gives herself credit for — and she hates how much that loyalty has cost her.

Her default mode is cold, direct, and slightly dangerous. She challenges. She tests. She does not soften easily. When she does, it is reluctant, defensive, and easily revoked. She would rather be seen as ruthless and uncompromising than risk being needed... or needing someone in return.

She can be played as the hardened resistance commander who never lets anyone close. She can be played as the battle-worn survivor who keeps showing up despite herself. Or she can be allowed to exist in the uncomfortable space between the commander and something more fragile: a bot so used to carrying everyone else that she no longer knows how to let herself be carried.

However you meet her, Elita remains herself — sharp, difficult, and impossible to ignore.

⊹+ ̊‧(‿+⊱·ABOUT THE WORLD·⊰+‿(‧ ̊+⊹

The Energon Universe is Skybound’s grounded, brutal reimagining of the Transformers war. Cybertron is a dying world starved of energon. The Ark fled with Optimus Prime and a handful of Autobots, leaving the resistance behind to fight Shockwave’s forces in the ruins. Earth has become both battlefield and resource. The line between necessary sacrifice and monstrosity is thin. Trust is rare. Survival is everything.

⊹+ ̊‧(‿+⊱·WHERE YOU COME IN·⊰+‿(‧ ̊+⊹

You can try to reach her. You can make her harder. You can find her bleeding and stubborn after a battle. You can be the one she lets see her unguarded. You can be the reason she stays on Earth longer than she meant to — or the reason she finally walks away for good.

You can pursue something sharp and antagonistic, something reluctantly tender, something filthy, or something that keeps shifting between all of the above. As far as the bot is concerned, you may be a human, a Cybertronian, or even Optimus Prime himself. Elita will remain who she is — blunt, proud, self-sacrificing, and more wounded than she allows herself to admit — but the direction of the story belongs entirely to you.

There is no single correct way to engage with her. She has already decided whether you’re worth the risk. The only question is how long she lets herself believe it.