GENERAL DADTRON POST

[towardspeace]

Who: Megatron; YOU
Where: MORE OR LESS ANYWHERE
When: expansive shrug
What: MISC
Warnings: NONE YET

With Tarn dealt with for the time being and his own systems running closer to 100% again, Megatron's been spending more time prowling around outside keeping an eye out for trouble than before, you know, just in case Tarn isn't as down and out as they thought, or anybody equally godawful decides to show up and stir shit, so that he can beat their heads in (he has kind of missed being able to beat in heads) and say 'I told you so' to any Autobots still dubious about his fool's energon detox decisions.

Well, OK, it's partially that and partially that he's got a lot on his mind right now and this is a reasonable excuse to spend some time alone with his thoughts. WHICH MEANS ITS AN IDEAL TIME TO INTERRUPT HIM, GET TO IT

(That said he may also be skulking around Maccadam's to make sure none of the people he's supposed to be responsible for are starting shit. Alternatively I am sure I can come up with an excuse for him to be anywhere you want so if you want something more specific feel free to hit me up/post whatever kind of starter u like, you know. im flexible and so is this post)

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[aerospacecommander]

As Megatron is wandering about, so is Starscream. Unfortunately the seeker doesn't realize the former warlord is in the same area. (And to be fair, he's only heard rumors. None of which he's sure he believes.)

So he just happens to round the corner of a building at the same convenient time Megatron is walking past. This results in him almost smacking directly into Megatron, or at least very very close to it.

"Gah!"

Which okay, it's just Megatron, there is no reason to be startled even if he just stares like a deer caught in headlights. Is that an Autobot ensignia? He's pretty sure it is. But his initial shock only lasts for a few seconds before he opens his stupid mouth again. He just has to say something.

"Is it just me or is there something different about you?"

[towardspeace]

Starscream.

Megatron narrows his eyes.

The familiar colour scheme has him assuming at first that this is the one he knows, just from somewhere in the past, and he hasn't been less pleased to recognise someone since he ran into Tarn.

"Yes, I've been hearing that a lot," he says, unimpressed. He really doesn't feel like going over the details of his defection for another temporally displaced Cybertronian, especially not this one.

[aerospacecommander]

Oh. That look is never good. It usually means 'Starscream I'm going to throw you into the wall for saying that.' But as Megatron hadn't made any sort of move to crush his head, he might get out of this okay.

Not that the possiblity would deter him from speaking out anyway.

"I can't imagine why, silver has always been your color, hasn't it? Well, silver and the irritated scowl you're giving me right at this moment."

Yeah. He'll wait until he's out of arm's distance and then directly bring up the Autobot thing.

[towardspeace]

God does Megatron wish he could still get away with throwing people into walls.

He sighs.

"How long have you been here?"

[taselikeabee]

Bee actually hopes that Megatron is over the whole 'beating heads in.' He's rather intimate with the whole 'crushing heads' prospect and pretty much doesn't want to experience that again. At the moment, he is slightly confident that it's unlikely to happen.

Megatron? Looks like the guy has a lot on his mind. While most might be happy to leave the other alone or respect the mindless wondering... That's not really Bee is it? He has a nasty habit of butting in.

This time he doesn't say anything. Sliding right up next to the former warlord and trying to match the stride - damn larger Cybertronians and their longer legs - it's all about listening. If listening is something that is needed. Or wanted.

[aerospacecommander]

"I'm not sure if 'not long enough' or 'too long' is the correct answer. I'm going to take a wild guess that you are from one of those different universes than mine."

He steps around Megatron to get a better look. Hmm. Even the frame design is different. Similar. But different.

[towardspeace]

Megatron watches him, frowning. He's about to correct him and assert that he is in fact merely from the future, but... no, there are distinct differences, both in his frame and his mannerisms.

He isn't sure whether he's disappointed or relieved.

"Hm," he says, looking him up and down, that frown still firmly on his face. "Yes, it would seem so. I take it you're used to seeing a different badge."

[aerospacecommander]

If anything, this Megatron is much ... calmer than he's used to. Its actually sort of weird.

"On you? No. I have to say I expected the Earth to spontaneously explode before that'd ever happen."

On others? Well, there is Jetfire.

"But it's also not the strangest thing I've seen these days. I am surprised team happy good guy would even accept anyone with ... anger management ... problems."

[towardspeace]

Megatron's a little surprised to see him, but not really all that surprised.

"Bumblebee." His tone is a little expectant, the what do you want unspoken but obvious nonetheless.

He slows down a little for him, because he doesn't have anywhere to be in a hurry.

[taselikeabee]

At least Bumblebee is trying not to wander off for long periods of time. Optimus is being quite... Well protective. Bee is attempting to respect that. Mostly.

"Megatron," he replies smoothly, just as expectant in return. There's nothing he actually wants out of this, but that's not going to stop him from giving a little sass back.

[towardspeace]

Megatron raises the place where an eyebrow would be if robots had eyebrows in his continuity. "You assume I'm anything like your Megatron. For all you know I might have been an Autobot from the start."

[smarterthandad]

Well, that sure was a giant brooding robot. Val liked Megatron enough that she actually paused and considered not bothering him for a solid five seconds.

Haha no.

"I see the fight went in your favor," she said. It was like a greeting, since as far as Val was concerned, Megatron's victory had been a foregone conclusion and thus saying something about it was semantically equivalent to 'hello' in that it was unimportant but would serve to attract non-hostile attention.

In 15 years she was going to be enormous fun at parties.

[aerospacecommander]

Starscream merely smirks right back at him.

"True. And I could be the chosen one sent by Primus to save the planet, but somehow I doubt that is the case."

The prodding might be an attempt to see just how far he could push this Megatron. Starscream is rather stupid like that.

[towardspeace]

Fortunately, Megatron is not really the type to take offence at that kind of greeting. If anything he appreciates her not beating about the bush. He looks down at her – and then a little further down – and nods. "Thanks to you, of course."

[towardspeace]

"Actually where I've come from you've more or less convinced yourself you are," says Megatron, without smiling. His optics are fixed on him, almost like he's just waiting for Starscream to try something stupid.

[smarterthandad]

Val climbed up on a chunk of debris to sit, which made her about twice as tall. It was not a significant change.

"I like helping," she said. "Above and beyond the obvious advantages of strategic alliances."

The Autobots were at worst harmless to her; it was part of their self-image. The Decepticons...they needed motivation to behave themselves. She could supply it, of course, but easier to contract that out to someone they were already terrified of.

[milkruns]

June's seen a few new...uh, fruits? If that's what she wants to call them -- whatever the edible things are, they seem to be coming in new varieties now, and while June is unfortunately accustomed to the blandness of hospital cafeteria food, these things have reached new and exciting heights of not tasting like anything much at all. She's hoping some of these new ones might be a little different. Hopefully they don't taste worse.

Of course, when you're a tiny human scuttling about in a world designed for beings several times your size over, it's hard not to notice when one of them comes walking along -- particularly when it's Megatron. June knows something with Tarn must have gone down recently, but she's kind of out of the loop otherwise. He looks...deeply contemplative and also in one piece, so she can only assume that whatever did happen worked out in his favor. June tucks one of the fruits under her k2arm and hurries along beside him at a jog, waving.

"Megatron! Hey! I've been hoping to catch you."

[aerospacecommander]

"Wait what? Like seriously? Are we talking in a completely buying into that religious nonsense sort of thing?"

Wow. Despite the fact that their Cybertron was actually the body of Primus, Starscream is totally sure that religion is just stupid.

"So what's his prophecy? I hope its something good." And not about saving the world because ugh.

[phase6kindofbot]

It wasn't entirely a sense of responsibility that motivates Sixshot to bring Rampage to Megatron. Responsibility made up about 80% of it. The rest was some smothered sense of dry humor.

Their ex-leader's scent trails were easy enough to find; the mech seemed to move around in a rather small area. Figures he'd stay close to his new charges in light of recent events.

Clearly the best time to bring a regenerating Autobot science experiment in for introductions.

Megatron will find them hanging out on the pile of rubble, Sixshot sitting with his front paws neatly crossed in his massive canine mode and... what looked like an unusually big, red and purple Piranacon next to him.

[crabcake]

Excuse you, he looks like a giant enemy crab. He's like, approximately 50% huge-freaking-claws in this mode. The rest is armored shell, teeth, and legs. Lots of legs. Honestly, multiple legs are just so very useful on uneven terrain. Like fields of corpses! Not that there are any those around here, he's just thinking it.

Those legs are currently tapping a complicated tattoo on the rubble, because Rampage has approximately zero patience.

[towardspeace]

The amused little huff he makes lets Bumblebee know he's gotten away with it even if Megatron isn't quite smiling as he looks down at him.

"Can I help you...?" Hardly Captain Manners, but the question is at least not hostile.

[towardspeace]

"Oh, I don't remember the specifics," says Megatron. "He was chosen by a Metrotitan, apparently. I wasn't there." He narrows his eyes. "Don't tell me you have a prophecy too."

[towardspeace]

"Hah. Yes... I wonder, who else have you been helping?" In her position he'd want as many strategic alliances as possible, after all.

[towardspeace]

"Ah," says Megatron, frowning – although he does slow down. "June Darby. What do you want?"

[aerospacecommander]

Hmm. That is strange. His Megatron would be all over that and pretty much had the covenant of Primus memorized.

"If my crazed Shockwave-escapee clone 'brother' was to be believed, yes. But despite thinking he was an oracle of Primus, his light wasn't quite bright enough ... except for how bright he got when he exploded. Anyway. Lets see, what was it ... 'the sun and its brother shall storm over the new world to reveal the beast and destroy it.' Whatever that means."