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You have to blame for this because she made the icon. So it is TTLY YOUR FAULT SIR.

While the Autobots and Decepticons concerned themselves with blowing each other to bits in the Great War, some robots registered themselves as Neutrals. A few of these Neutrals decided to make their own fortunes as hired guns, mercenaries, gangsters and all manner of other shady professions.

As you would expect, these robots tended to gather in the more unpleasant sectors of Kaon and set up their own business ventures. In the longest alley in the roughest part of town where even Barricade feared to tread, there was a hulking white robot who sat on a massive polished Decepticon throne made of the smolted bodies of his (ex) enemies. Everyone knew about him not just because of his size, but because he was decorated with precious metals from all around the galaxy - the glittering red and gold trims that ran along his shiny white chassis could even be seen in moonlight.

Nobody ever saw his face except for his blazing red eyes, which monitored his empire from under the shadow of a massive wide brimmed hat. If you ever saw those eyes staring directly at you, it was already too late to run.

His immaculate polished condition made it clear he had plenty of henchmen to fight on his behalf.

His trade was illegal cargo, counterfeit goods, femmebots and banned-grade Energon.

He was known simply as Pimpfire

Description
You have to blame for this because she made the icon. So it is TTLY YOUR FAULT SIR.

While the Autobots and Decepticons concerned themselves with blowing each other to bits in the Great War, some robots registered themselves as Neutrals. A few of these Neutrals decided to make their own fortunes as hired guns, mercenaries, gangsters and all manner of other shady professions.

As you would expect, these robots tended to gather in the more unpleasant sectors of Kaon and set up their own business ventures. In the longest alley in the roughest part of town where even Barricade feared to tread, there was a hulking white robot who sat on a massive polished Decepticon throne made of the smolted bodies of his (ex) enemies. Everyone knew about him not just because of his size, but because he was decorated with precious metals from all around the galaxy - the glittering red and gold trims that ran along his shiny white chassis could even be seen in moonlight.

Nobody ever saw his face except for his blazing red eyes, which monitored his empire from under the shadow of a massive wide brimmed hat. If you ever saw those eyes staring directly at you, it was already too late to run.

His immaculate polished condition made it clear he had plenty of henchmen to fight on his behalf.

His trade was illegal cargo, counterfeit goods, femmebots and banned-grade Energon.

He was known simply as Pimpfire