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To quote myself from 2007:

" Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron-X

"Your brightest hour will fall into abysmal black darkness, your men will piss themselves, and your women will beg to bear my children."

Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron X is the Alpha and the Omega. Formed from the combined cloning of Unicron, Primus, Megatron, Optimus Prime, Shockwave, and Sixshot, Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron X is a duodecachanger of unimaginable power. Sustained by the Matrices of eight alternate universe Optimus Primes, his darkest hour has been lit many a time yet he always returns unscathed, carrying the cranial components of the fallen leaders. Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron X's personal weapon is the Infinite Mass Cannon, a cannon concealed within his chest that fires miniaturized conquered planets beyond the speed of light at their intended targets. Some claim to hear the screams of the planets' inhabitants upon impact, but those who claim such a thing are dead before they can speak it. He retains Megatron's mass shifting abilities, and is able to increase his size to roughly ten times that of Jupiter, although he still prefers to fight hand-to-hand in order to use his arm-mounted Death Scyther Insanguiblades on unsuspecting opponents. Upon his arrival on Cybertron, everything organic died. Having passed through many dimensions, Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron X has been a Decepticon, an Autobot, a Mini-Con, a Maximal, a Predacon, a Dinobot combiner, and a human known as Khan. His commercial jet liner, crane, and chinchilla modes are especially feared throughout the galaxies for their destructive power. He is tragically misunderstood, fighting only in order to prove his love for Elita-One and Starscream.

Please note that the art is not colored, as it would be all black.

TF Mary Sue Checklist:
-Stupid fan-ficcy name? Check.
-Tiny head? Check.
-Faceless evil? Check.
-Huge limbs? Check.
-Spikes? Check.
-Stupid swoopy wings because apparently there aren't any more straight lines in the future? Check.
-More spikes? Check.
-Custom symbols plastered on robot mode? X-ed.
-Marvel metal muscles for no reason? Check.
-Super KEWL battle damage? Check.
-Random alternate mode bits tacked on in nonsensical ways? Check.
-Unicron abs? Check.
-Megatron helmet? Check.
-Random decorations? Check.
-Manly giant crotch? Check.
-No possible way to plausibly transform? Check. "

It was a strange draw-off.

Description
To quote myself from 2007:

" Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron-X

"Your brightest hour will fall into abysmal black darkness, your men will piss themselves, and your women will beg to bear my children."

Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron X is the Alpha and the Omega. Formed from the combined cloning of Unicron, Primus, Megatron, Optimus Prime, Shockwave, and Sixshot, Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron X is a duodecachanger of unimaginable power. Sustained by the Matrices of eight alternate universe Optimus Primes, his darkest hour has been lit many a time yet he always returns unscathed, carrying the cranial components of the fallen leaders. Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron X's personal weapon is the Infinite Mass Cannon, a cannon concealed within his chest that fires miniaturized conquered planets beyond the speed of light at their intended targets. Some claim to hear the screams of the planets' inhabitants upon impact, but those who claim such a thing are dead before they can speak it. He retains Megatron's mass shifting abilities, and is able to increase his size to roughly ten times that of Jupiter, although he still prefers to fight hand-to-hand in order to use his arm-mounted Death Scyther Insanguiblades on unsuspecting opponents. Upon his arrival on Cybertron, everything organic died. Having passed through many dimensions, Drakimus Imperius Wraithcruxitron X has been a Decepticon, an Autobot, a Mini-Con, a Maximal, a Predacon, a Dinobot combiner, and a human known as Khan. His commercial jet liner, crane, and chinchilla modes are especially feared throughout the galaxies for their destructive power. He is tragically misunderstood, fighting only in order to prove his love for Elita-One and Starscream.

Please note that the art is not colored, as it would be all black.

TF Mary Sue Checklist:
-Stupid fan-ficcy name? Check.
-Tiny head? Check.
-Faceless evil? Check.
-Huge limbs? Check.
-Spikes? Check.
-Stupid swoopy wings because apparently there aren't any more straight lines in the future? Check.
-More spikes? Check.
-Custom symbols plastered on robot mode? X-ed.
-Marvel metal muscles for no reason? Check.
-Super KEWL battle damage? Check.
-Random alternate mode bits tacked on in nonsensical ways? Check.
-Unicron abs? Check.
-Megatron helmet? Check.
-Random decorations? Check.
-Manly giant crotch? Check.
-No possible way to plausibly transform? Check. "

It was a strange draw-off.