You know, I never had any great ambitions in life. All I wanted was to fix stuff till my dying day…and I did. Then I woke up as a giant metal alien robot, a so-called "drone" (also known as "cannon fodder"). Gee, thanks Primus. This'll go so well. At least there's plenty of stuff to fix... (Mostly TF Prime) [Starts off fairly dark, but lightens up later]