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Summary:

A Decepticon that presumably no one will miss is sent on a mysterious last-minute expedition, with no one to know when or where. There's only one problem: he's not turning off his comms.

A series of letters slowly telling the story of that guy, and some of his friends.

Notes:

This is intended to be a horror story, but it is more intended to be a mystery. (Some of this will definitely be a fascinating and fun mystery to solve because we'll be doing it together- my outline is super vague, though I think you guys will like what I have in store for you.) That being said, I am opting to avoid fully tagging the story until it comes together, both to avoid spoilers and to avoid promising things I later do not deliver on.

With that in mind, please feel feel free to ask if there's anything you'd need to know ahead of time contentwise, and I'll do my best to keep you informed.

The main character of this fic is going to be an OC, solely because that way I don't have to worry about accurately capturing the voice of a canon character every time I sit down. However, I can promise that canon characters will appear ... soon. (In greater depth than in this chapter.)

Strongly inspired by the Dracula Daily 2022 reception.

ETA: Cliffhanger heavy. The story will be marked "Complete" and there will be a wrap-up Author's Note when it's over- until then, stay tuned even if it seems like it might be over.

ETA 2: Rated T for certain themes and language. Language occasionally strays into "almost-Mature" territory and sex jokes and references abound, but it is my personal opinion as the author that this is still within the bounds of T for Teen. If references to sex or themes of (non-sexual) coercion, brain-hacking and physical harm are not your bag, then this may not be the fic for you.

ETA 3: update schedule Confusing because all the parts i have to write are hard now, but i swear it's not dead XDD i have like. a bunch of stuff that isnt even remotely ready to post and the entire ending laid out, i just have to finish it. it's not gonna stay unfinished forever i promise. and also college is completely kicking my ass

(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)

Chapter Text

Transmission dated to 3022471.9.10, sent from IP dRs 531.22.875.01

Hey i don’t know if you’re going to get this transmission haha. I’m on a new mission now, totally last minute stuff. Tiny little team and everything. They told us to turn our long range radios off, so like, I think they might want radio silence, but if that’s what they want they’re gonna have to say so. I know this can reach my router on shorter comms and i figured I might as well keep sending messages if I can.

I don’t even think there’s much risk here, anyway, we’re super far away from the main war effort and Soundwave definitely has bigger things to worry about. They have those Combaticon slaggers supervising, and you know they wouldn’t know their way around decrypting a transmission if their lives depended on it.

Anyways, how’ve things been on your end? Write me soon,

your favorite possibly-slightly-treasonous buddy Redshift

ps: do you want to start another comms based game of tic tac toe? i'm kind of bored out of my fragging mind haha but like, no pressure