VALENTINES FOR FILTHY ROBOSEXUALS 3

OH DREADDY MY POOR BABBY WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE. YOU WERE LIKE THUNDERCRACKER... IF THUNDERCRACKER ATE STEROIDS LIKE OREOS.

I loved LOVED doing Megs here, just because I love how his armour is visibly worn and marred HNNGHH BATTLE DAMAGE. And then there's KO, ruining everyone's ability to look in the mirror and say "I'm not attracted to cartoons."