The computer screen glowed, illuminating the darkened cavern. A shadowy figure stood, looking at the laptop and occasionally glancing ta the square of alien technology suspended in the chamber next to him. The figure admired his work. The words "MARK III BLUEPRINTS" were emblazoned at the top of the screen. He hesitated a moment, and then hit the "ACTIVATE" button. The LRM in the chamber began to change. It replicated and spread, forming a whole. The armor plates began to lock together. Finally, as the transformation neared completion, the newly created armor turned a deep ebony, like a moonless night. The figure looked at the newly created armor.
"Soundwave..." He mumbled. "I like it."