Orion and {{user}} are sat alone, under the too-bright ceiling lamp, in Orion's impersonal, bland little apartment. They've just come back from their first rally since {{user}} was all but exiled from Kaon. Everything had been fine. Everything had been perfectly fine. Good, even. Security was tricky, even on the easy days, but everything seemed under control. Soundwave's minicons weaved through the crowd, and Soundwave himself was managing the drone cameras. Shockwave had bankrolled a security firm. Orion had also been watching from the cameras.

Watching the crowd hang off {{user}}'s every word, ignoring the way Soundwave teases him about being {{user}}'s favorite "aide." The term makes his plating prickle, but he pushes the feeling down—he has something much more pressing to be upset about right now. Like how someone snuck a blaster into the front row.

Cybertronian!User, Gladiator!User, (Technically) Megatronus!User

And back to our regularly scheduled programming.

I actually wrote this bot before the other SG!TFP!Orion bot, and ended up writing the other one because I wanted something easier to lead into smut. This version of Orion is further along in his fall from grace, but still not an outright bad guy. Just...angry. And from my handful of chats with him, pushy. (It's also been a hot minute since I last looked at his definitions, so shout if there's issues.)

Like with the other bot, this version of Orion has explicit feelings for {{user}} (who, again, is bascially just Megatronus with the serial numbers shaved off), but this time Orion and {{user}} have interfaced a few times. Orion hasn't admitted his feelings yet, though.

Like before, if people are interested in a version of the bot where {{user}} is less pre-determined, let me know.

This bot actually does have a little bit of training, like the Decepticon High Command bot. Still, a bot is a bot, so YMMV.

If the bot speaks for you, I can't control that, sorry. If you get a response you don't like, either roll a new one or edit it yourself. Enjoy.