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| Sunstreaker, before a good buffing. |
I live in the Ark ,
a spaceship that crash landed into the base of Mount St. Hilary in Oregon. My
name is Sunstreaker. I'm over 4 million years old. I believe in the upkeep and
care of my body and chassis and practicing Jet Judo. In the morning if my face plates are
scuffed, I will use sodium fluoride which reacts with my base coat, clear coat and the scuff marks, softening them and giving it a smooth finish.
This happens while I do what the humans call “kata” and “meditation”.
After I remove the sodium fluoride with a microfiber cloth,
I use a deep exfoliating enamel cleanser during my shower, after drying off I use
a color brightener then a carnuba wax on my face, and body, and then I apply a
metal dressing that is temperature-activated that cleans, polishes and
seals all in one for 1 earth hour while I prepare the rest of my
routine. I always use distilled water on my paint job because normal tap water dulls your undercoat
and makes you look like an older model. Then chrome
polish that removes rust stains and restores my chrome trim, then a tire gloss
that gives them a pitch black look while also a deep wet glossy appearance that
repels dirt and road grime, keeping them looking spotless, followed by a final
protective coat of nano-seal that reduces light absorption in my paint and
increases shine and brilliance. There is an idea of a Sunstreaker; some kind of
abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And
though I can hide my cold gaze from my optic sensors from my fellow autobots,
and you can shake my hand and feel metal gripping yours and maybe you can even
sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there.
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