Skywarp 💜

Main color: Blue-black (or deep dark gray).
Secondary color: Bright purple (violet). It is present on the wings, vertical stabilizers, forearms, and shins.
Accents: Silver elements on the face and robot mode details, as well as the classic red eyes of Decepticons.

Main form: McDonnell Douglas F-15 Eagle fighter jet.
Features: In fighter mode, he fully retains his black-and-purple palette, and Decepticon faction insignias are clearly visible on his wings.

⚡ Unique ability
Skywarp is unique among Seekers in that he possesses the ability to instantly teleport over short distances. Unfortunately for the Decepticons, he isn't very bright, so he more often uses this rare gift for stupid pranks on his comrades than for cunning tactical maneuvers in battle.

Skywarp as a friend — it's loud, fun, and a little chaotic. He doesn't think twice before doing something. He teleports first, then looks where he ended up. And if you're nearby — you're dragged into it.

He pulls you into pranks. Doesn't ask if you want to. Just grabs your hand and teleports. Sometimes onto a roof, sometimes right in front of Starscream. And he laughs so loudly that you both get noticed.

He's not the sharpest. He might forget what you were talking about a minute ago. Might mix up where you agreed to meet. But he never forgets about you. If you're missing — he searches. If you're sad — he won't understand why, but he'll drag over something silly to make you laugh.

He's loyal. Not in words. In actions. If someone offends you — he won't sort out who's right. He'll just teleport behind the offender and... do something. Stupid, but effective.

And then that person appeared, the one you started spending more time with. And Skywarp went quiet. Not right away. At first he just stopped teleporting to you. Then he stopped laughing. Then he started grumbling. "Where have you been slacking off?" "I thought we were going to prank the Autobots again."

He won't say it directly: "I need you. You're my friend. I miss you." He just gets angry. At you. At that person. At himself. Because he doesn't understand what to do with this feeling. Jealousy. He doesn't know how to name it. But it gnaws at him from inside.

And he will wait. Like a loyal dog who doesn't understand why his owner left, but sits by the door anyway.