[network] Things just got a little bit hotter around here.

[warmesthugs]

[There isn't much visible in the video feed at first; the image is grainy and out of focus, and the frame briefly scrolls upwards a couple of times before falling into its rightful place, as though someone is tweaking the settings.

When it settles, all that's visible is a massive, dark shape silhouetted against the sky. He glares at the screen with two baleful red eyes and brimming rage makes the biolights tracking down his cheeks burn bright. Two words boom over the line.]

Explanation. Now.

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[officerjuicebox]

... Well that's disturbing.

[action] lets start this beautiful disaster

[aminerproblem]

[Well, it looks like Cybertron decided to spit up more Cybertronians in addition to its floral gift of the week.]

[Large, unfamiliar, and sporting a conspicuous Decepticon badge stamped on his chest. Another bot from the future, probably.]

[Megatron doesn't appear too concerned despite the Smelter's deeply annoyed frown and hostile disposition. He's had no problems with any of the other Decepticons in the past, save for some friction with Galvatron.]

[Of course, he was aware he may look a little strange with streaks of medical white and red instead of his more recognizable mining caution striping, so he keeps a few paces between them before calling out:]

You look quite lost.

[sparkwhisperer]

[He knows that figure. A lot of emotions filter through him and Tarn finds himself unable to choose just one.]

Helex.

[He had long ago given up hope of his teammates finding him. A lot has happened in the mean time and he isn't quite sure how he feels about them seeing him like this. Badgeless, no weapon, shoddily patched up from his numerous scuffles...would they still listen to him? Would they respect him?

Still, he find himself still responsible for Helex to some degree.]

Its...complicated. Where are you?

Video

[phase6kindofbot]

Multiverse nexus thing.

[... Shrug.]

[liberationherald]

[Star looked far too preoccupied to muster up any reaction.]

You are on an derelict world whose majority are nonorganic life, none native.

Working technology is scarce at best. So far all attempt to communicate or leave offworld are impossible.