there must be some kind of way out of here

[officerjuicebox]

Who: Roller (IDW) & OPEN
Where: The City
When: NOW
What: After finding a few terminals still standing, the big guy decides it'd be a great idea to go find more.  Maybe even fix them up a bit.  So he sneaks away from everyone on a mission.
Warnings: None yet

He didn't say anything before he ducked out.  He just did it.  When he was sure Pax-Prime-whoever he was now wasn't paying a lot of attention, he'd excused himself out into the city.  Honestly, he needed some space.  Some time to wrap his head around everything going on. 

It wasn't every day you got "hi you're missing and there was a war and by the way I'm Prime now" dropped into your lap. 

Besides, he'd found some old terminals on previous wanderings.  With any luck, he could probably see if they could get rewired to broadcast -- send out a distress signal.  Just in case someone out there was listening and wanted to pick up a bunch of confused Cybertronians.  It couldn't hurt to try.  And at the very least, maybe he'd find some supplies, if nothing else.

Prime...

What was he even supposed to think about that?

He can be found wandering empty buildings, now.  Wedging his way into vacant rooms, or pounding away at useless keyboards in hope of a reaction.  He's hard to miss, if anyone should run across him -- being huge has that little drawback.

Comments

[taselikeabee]

Roller wasn't really the only one having a little bit of a difficult time taking things in. Optimus confirmed his death, yes. Yet Bumblebee was here now. Alive and relatively well. Then the Prime decided to tell Bee that he actually did something worthwhile.

Megatron an Autobot. Wasn't that too funny.

Thus Bee made his way out. He never did do well just sit around inside. There was a planet at their fingertips that they really knew nothing about. Wasn't it in their best interests for someone to explore a little bit? Bumblebee was pretty good at sneaking around so why not?

Unfortunately, he wasn't quite paying attention. Perhaps Roller would be, since Bumblebee would likely bump into him and fall over otherwise.

[officerjuicebox]

Nope, sorry, Bee. He's not paying attention, either. He's got most of himself wedged into a crawlspace under a mostly intact building, somehow. There has to be a power source somewhere. Something he can use to power up the consoles.

His feet stick out though.

Those big huge feet of his.

Right out into the street.

[taselikeabee]

Huge feet right in the street. Thanks, Roller. Thanks ever so much. Guess who is going to run right into those and fall over? Yeah, this guy right here. Bumblebee's a mini and those feet are more than just a bump in the road. it's more like Bee fumbles and falls over the the first one and smacks his face into the other.

"Augh!"

Very graceful, no?

[officerjuicebox]

"Ow!"

His head jerks up when he feels someone smash into one of his feet. And, given his head is wedged into a crawlspace, it's a painful reaction. CLANG goes his head, and OW goes the big bot.

He starts scooting out to check on the disturbance.

"Watch it out here!"

[taselikeabee]

"Watch where you're putting your feet!"

While Bee does feel bad - because that sounded like it hurt - he doesn't feel bad enough to take all the blame. He takes the time to try to get away and stand before there's an even bigger mess of tangled limbs. That is a thing that could very well happen.

[officerjuicebox]

"I did. They're not really hard to miss, you know."

And with that, he's scooting out of the crawl space to get a look at whoever this is. Because wow. He knows he's huge. He knows his feet are huge.

How did you even miss those.

"Given the size and everything. You're not hurt though, right?"

[taselikeabee]

Bee groans, rubbing at his face. In the end, this guy's right.

"Sorry, really. I wasn't really looking where I was going in the first place."

Other things on his mind and all that.

[officerjuicebox]

"Yeah, I can see that."

Haha, get it. See? Looking? He's hilarious. He's also pushing himself into a sitting position to look Bee over.

"You didn't answer my question, though."

[taselikeabee]

Bee cracks a little grin. It's about the best that he can do under the circumstances.

"Yeah, I'm fine. My pride took more of a tumble than I actually did."

[planate]

Pipes is out exploring and wanders RIGHT INTO ROLLER LIKE THE WINNER HE IS, being small and preoccupied with some loose wiring on the ground.

"Oh, sorry--" he looks up. And up. Up a bit more. "...You're big."

Bigger than what he's used to. God damn, dude.

[officerjuicebox]

And the source of that loose wiring is the big guy currently pulling open a terminal overhead. It was probably some kind of monitor screen, once. But now it's just a mess and Roller may be venting frustrations into pulling spare parts out of it.

Pipes... barely gets a glance. Sorry little guy, you're not familiar.

"Sure am."

He thrusts out a hand full of wiring. "Hold that."

[planate]

He's used to it, so it doesn't phase him at all.

"Uh. What're you doing?"

[officerjuicebox]

"Trying to fix the communication systems around here. Maybe we can get out a distress signal."

He glances down at the bot, not recognizing him.

"Oh, yeah. I'm Roller. Who're you?"

[planate]

"Right... good plan."

Yeah, that doesn't look like it's going so well, bud.

"Pipes."

GODDAMMIT

[officerjuicebox]

Shut up Pipes, he's got this. "Just hold the stuff."

Another glance.

"Are you any good with this stuff?"

u tried

[planate]

"Sure."

He looks down at the wires.

"Ish? I mean, if you need me to crawl in there I can do that."

im tired

[officerjuicebox]

He also looks down, considering this for a minute.

"You could. I don't know what it's really going to do, but... can't hurt to try."

go to bed babby

[planate]

"Well, I mean, not just because I'm small enough - I can see the internal damage. S'just a terminal."

The damage from age looks pretty obvious, anyway.

[tomemyoutliers]

Roller isn't the only one needing some space. As much as Shockwave appreciates the protectiveness of Optimus Prime, he's too used to being able to do whatever he wants whenever he wants to completely comply with the demand that he stay within easy reach. He'd given the other his personal comm number, and he was satisfied with the level of communication that provided.

Running into Roller is just sheer eventuality, and Shockwave's lips twist up into a smile when he sees the other attempt to wrestle with a bit of technology.

"Here, let me be of some assistance." It's your favorite person, Roller, here to help.

[officerjuicebox]

Yeah, he probably should have told Pax he was going out to try and scrounge up parts for a comm system. Or at least a way to keep in touch. But he'd neglected to do that.

Just like he'd conveniently neglected to remember Shockwave was around.

He doesn't quite grimace when he hears the other's voice. But hopefully the fact his head is buried in machinery will help hide it.

"I got it," he mutters. "I can dismantle a terminal, you know."

[tomemyoutliers]

He's a hard bot to miss, Roller, you really must be forgetful.

"Dismantling anyone can do, but putting it back together is where the challenge lies."

Please let him help. He has nothing else to do.

[officerjuicebox]

There's silence from the bot with his head wedged into the console. If he were the sort to do so, this would be precisely the best time to silently mimic Shockwave's words.

Sarcastically. With little talking hand motions.

Instead, he just pokes a hand out, waving vaguely to the pile of parts he's already collected.

"Then go knock yourself out." After a beat, he adds: "Don't actually do that, I haven't found any medics yet."

[tomemyoutliers]

That just gets another chuckle from Shockwave as he does exactly what Roller tells him to. He talks while he works whether Roller responds or not, and asking a few questions here and there. Eventually he grins, holding up what looks like some sort of technical monster.

"Just needs a power source."

You're welcome, Roller.

[officerjuicebox]

He must have found his way into some kind of storage console. Somewhere amidst the wiring and functioning electronic parts... there's a small selection of what looks like spray-on body paint. He frowns, burrowing in further.

And... yes. This was definitely a personal storage console. Because that sure was a lot of old, decrepit pin-ups. He grabs both those and the paint, intending to toss it out. If they need to break down the console for metal scraps, they can't have that stuff in the way.

A few of the cans go rolling across the floor as he wiggles back out.

Scowling.

"You're kidding me."

[tomemyoutliers]

"I'll have no way of knowing if it works otherwise. I could have made a substantial error in its construction," and he's largely unbothered by this idea. What does catch his attention is the paint, however, and he sets the device aside to pick one up.

As much as he does love his current paint job, he feels as if it's time for a change. Something more fetching and visible on this version of Cybertron.