OK, so I used to hate the bot's guts (tanks? fluid capacitor? whatever.) for a wide variety of reasons, mainly his treatment of Starscream. Because dammit, I love that scrawny Seeker a lot. And I hated to see him get treated like shit. Because I sort of identified with Starscream in the past. A lot. No, I wasn't physically abused. But things happened and I had a Megatron of my own in my life.
But now I don't just see him for that. I see him as tired. Hell, I see most of the Transformers as tired. They've been fighting a war for millions of fucking years; they've gotta be sick of it. Especially if you're the leader of one of the factions. The kind of pressure that'd have on you, all the battles won or lost, having to keep up image and all that shit...
I hated Predacons Rising. Hated it. So much. But he gave up the cause in the end. Despite the shitty makeover the production crew gave him. (Mech looks shiiiiiittyyyyyy!!!)
I'm not justifying any of what he did. But...
(Dammit my head hurts. I'm tired and stressed about things but whatever. That's what caffeine is for, am I right?)
...he must have had a ton of shit going on inside his head. And maybe he vented that out by abusing his second-in-command. IDK maybe there's some kind of a bunch of back stories and legit canon stuff as to why. I don't know as much as other people may. Hell, I've kinda been spotty in this fandom as it is. It's pretty much dead. The Prime fandom, that is. And RiD...ew. I just...ew. I mean...it's so shitty and the 'Cons are terrible and the show is shit and don't even get me started about Starscream. Although the fact that Steve Blum still voices him is nice. And the fact that...clever little toasters...that made me very happy and giggly. (Insert I Am A Toaster joke here)
Anyway. Man, do I ever get off topic. Anywho. Megzy.
I don't really see him the way I used to. I sorta see him as a really tired warlord. He's been in a war for millions of years, is exhausted by it, and just wants a break. Maybe wanted to win the war just to get it over with.
No, I'm not going to turn into a crazy shipping person, shipping him with everyone. Ew. Although I did read something recently (that may or may not have influenced this written thing a little) that, while some may perceive it as shippy thing, I don't. Laura showed it to me last night, bless her soul, sending me a little link that, in all honesty, brought me close to tears. Apparently it had the same effect on her and a few others. Because, hell, spark-bonding is such a beautiful thing, and it's something we humans can never, ever do...we're so limited by our bodies, incapable of such a pure, incredible...ahem! I'm not going to degrade into a depressing rant here. I could, believe me, but I won't. That would be me going off topic, which I've already done.
The piece I mentioned is here:
Brother, I am finished.
I will fight no more forever.
I'm wearied so of war; of watching
Bright lives coldly severed
We turned our backs; I walked away
In anger from my brother.
But walking 'round the world just brought us
Back to face each other.
In you I see the opposite
Of everything in me.
Bound in that opposition,
We've never yet been free.
There's no hope of forgiveness
For all we've said and done.
But understanding might make space
For love where there was none.
So I come to you, my brother:
My Other Self, my Friend
The mirrored image I must face
At every cycle's end
I come to you in hope
That if we join our souls together,
Unite our mirrored dreams and pains,
We could end this War forever.
I must be strong for others;
But you know me through and through.
There's no one else to help me now.
I need you, oh I need you!
I'll open to you my utmost self.
(Please help me not to be afraid!)
I'll hold back nothing not even sham
But yeah, I feel like, internally, though he refuses to let it show, Megatron simply longs for the whole thing, the war, to be over. He wants peace. He's fragging done all of it and he wants to rest. His actions are wrong, yes. Abuse is wrong. Whether it be physical or emotional or mental, it still has an effect on the victim.
How the hell to people even write fucking conclusions? I'm terrible at them. I remember being able to write solid essays in high school and hating conclusions. This is a conclusion, goddammit. Yeah.
Shit, this is the first time in a hella long time that I've actually titled one of these. Wow. Cool.
I'm on my second cup of coffee this morning and my frame is buzzing.