I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
Because yes. Want a political thriller with a mystery involving a robot the size of a city and bombs? Of course you do. That just sounds awesome. (Or maybe you don't. Maybe it's just me. And Jessica. Who indulges me and lets me talk about the weirdest shit ever. Huge, platonic smooches!)
And if you don't, maybe I can tempt you with gorgeous art!
Oh, Windblade! You're so much better than me. I just find him hot.
I also find Chromia/Windplex hot. It makes sense at some point, but, yes, ship those. And also Windblade/Metroplex. I think Cybertron should just live in the sixties, pretty much. This graphic novel reinforced this belief.
I ship the unhealthiest ship ever: Windblade/Starscream. I just see angry sex all the time, and then shifty optics.
This is smart, funny, hip and gorgeous. Go forth. Indulge.