Hello and welcome!!, thanks for taking your time to read these, I'll try to be more creative on the story plot!
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~(Y/n) who loves to sing her spark out to all the citizens of Iacon city, (Y/n) who gladly performs for her primes.
~The primes enjoy (Y/n) singing voice, they could listen to her all day and talk poetic
~(Y/n) being the nicest bot that anybody had ever meet, welcoming all to see her performance, No matter who they are
~(Y/n) who changes her armor styles like padme from Star Wars, but wears her yellow mix orange armor (☝️The one on the sketch above)
Here are some example vids of what (Y/n) sings like
~After another perfect performance for the primes, (Y/n) meets an odd yet charming fan.
"(Y/n) a pleasure to finally meet you, the names sentinel~ love your work~"
The blue bot grabs (Y/n) hand pulling it towards his face to kiss it, (Y/n) smiles trying to be kind about his actions
"Thank you sentinel, very nice to meet you."
~Some time has passed and the sad announcement of the primes death facing the quintessons, ending the war making everyone believe they have won. Not knowing that sentinel betrayed the primes working for the enemy to gain power over cybertron. Making him the new prime of cybertron their "savior"
~(Y/n) was saddened with the news of the primes deaths, but due to the victory over the quintessons it was called a celebration from the new prime.
"(Y/n) there's someone here to speak with you."
(Y/n) looks up to the mirror reflection to see one of her assistant that helps her throughout the day, but doesn't look back,
"Tell them I'm not seeing anyone today...."
(Y/n) looks down covering her face, before the bot could say anything. A large figure pushes into the room, (Y/n) hears standing up turning to face whoever came in.
"I'm sorry, I'm not seeing-"
There stood sentinel.
"Sentinel?"
Sentinel smiles and walks closer to (Y/n), grabbing her hand pulling her closer to him surprising (Y/n) by his bold actions.
"(Y/n) lovely to see you again, how you've been?"
(Y/n) was shock as she was to reply she was interrupted
"Listen my dear, since our victory against the quintessons I believe a performance from you would really lift our citizens spirits up."
(Y/n) was just lost at this point,
"Sentinel.... I don't-"
"Prime. Sentinel Prime."
(Y/n) flinch at his voice, (Y/n) not wanting more issues agrees to perform for the new prime. Sentinel delighted on (Y/n) agreement, stating that he will be excited to see (Y/n) perform for him.
Time seems to past slowly for (Y/n), After performing for the passing of the primes and their victory,
(Y/n) didn't feel like herself, waving to the large crowd that applauded and cheered. Looking above to some of the balconies seeing sentinel prime and what seems to be his right hand bot, a very tall femme bot.
Both with smiles appeared for (Y/n).
(Y/n) gave one final bow to the crowd and waking gracefully off the stage to her personal dressing room.
Sighing in relief, she hums a low lullaby to herself, As she hums the room around her changing slowly, she removes a few pieces of her outfit. Changing into a new armor color.
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(Y/n) was resting, enjoying the free time she had before seeing sentinel again, looking out viewing the large city view from a high building. Placing another small energon cube into her mouth. Laying back to look up to the ceiling, (Y/n) slowly closed her optics, Finally feeling at peace.
'CLUNK-BOOM!!'
A loud crash startle (Y/n), waking her up looking around the room seeing a bit of dust, waving the dust away.
'Cough. Cough'
"Ugh...ow...my head.."
"And this is why I didn't wanted to come along."
(Y/n) optics adjusted seeing two figures, the two other bots didn't seem to notice her. They both continued their little conversation. The gray bot looks around then finally noticing (Y/n).
"Umm...pax."
The other red bot looks up to their friend and just as he was going to ask what the matter, the gray bot grabs ahold of his head making him face (Y/n). The three bots stood in silence, thinking whether or not to make a sound. The red bot smiles shyly slowly raising his hand waving.
