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robot satan ([personal profile] robotsatan) wrote in [community profile] robothell2014-12-19 11:20 pm

[ INTRO LOG ]

You don't know how you got here. One minute you were walking, sleeping, maybe dead -- then you're here, your feet suddenly carrying you down an empty street. Where's here?

Any Cybertronian would recognize this as their home planet, Cybertron, but it's not a Cybertron they've ever known. It has all the familiar hallmarks, but none of the specifics -- the city isn't one anyone here could identify, and even at a glance it's obvious that no one's set foot on the planet's surface in hundreds of years. The city and its surrounding areas all bear the marks of devastating war, of dust and rust collected over centuries. With no one in sight -- right at first, anyway -- there's plenty to explore. In fact, if you start walking, you'll find that your feet may just carry you in one particular direction.

A) The crater.
On one edge of the city is a massive crater left by some wartime weapon that seems to have taken out a large chunk of the surrounding metropolitan area. At the center of the crater it's broken through the surface of the terrain to reveal what looks like it might be a promising energon deposit. There is some strange but native vegetation growing around the edges, too, that no Cybertronian would be able to identify -- small, metallic, brittle-looking sprouts that bear a curiously organic-looking fruit of some kind that doesn't look like it's intended for consumption by any natives of the planet. In one rocky nook of the crater, light catches on the surface of a pool of water, which seems strangely out of place on Cybertron. On closer inspection, it seems that somehow an underground water source has formed a spring in the crater.

B) The center of the city.
If you follow where your feet seem to want to carry you, you'll find yourself in the middle of the ruined city. It seems that the center of the city was once home to a massive forum, and some of the pillars and structures still stand. At the very center of the forum is a massive, elaborately constructed fountain, although it has now long since run dry of whatever used to fill it. One of the low, inner walls of the forum has a terminal embedded in its surface, although it looks curiously ancient, out of place with the rest of the city, and unlike the rest of the technology still left around, there doesn't seem to be any way to power it on or operate it. There are a few scattered pools of water and a few of the strange metallic plants in the city, too, but they're not quite as plentiful as in the crater.

The planet was obviously once home to a massive network of communication relays, but those have all been long since destroyed. However, with the bits and pieces left behind and a few determined minds, it wouldn't be too hard to build a working, if rudimentary, one...
towardspeace: (hmm)

[personal profile] towardspeace 2014-12-23 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Hm," says Megatron, his gaze following Optimus's over the crumbling and ruined landscape, and thinking of his resurrection on that desolate asteroid after the failed assault on Earth. "Not entirely inaccurate."
starscheme: (Oh. well. That's surprising.)

[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-23 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Starscream freezes, his expression growing blank, and then rather concerned. "Come again?"

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-23 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that's actually... the least crazy theory he's heard. At least, since he's been here. Megatronus finally drops any remaining suspicion, turning it into complete curiosity now.

"I see... She? Who?"
caseopened: (I'm gonna open it)

[personal profile] caseopened 2014-12-23 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, Nautica! You're back from...where you were! He's not surprised to see her (why would he? They were practically inseparable for the time being. Partners~ There's a smile as he turns his head, blue visor shining as he stands up, briefcase in hand.

"New--or old-- species, perhaps. Maybe when Optimus sent Cybertron back to it's primordial stage, this was one of the first bits of life. We can't rule it out, after all."

It had to predate him, if that was the case, and he was one of the older Cybertronians in existence.
towardspeace: (are you fucking kidding me)

[personal profile] towardspeace 2014-12-23 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I have encountered more than my share of temporal anomalies and interdimensional confusion since my arrival and I am thoroughly tired of it," says Megatron irritably. "If your Decepticons were the same as the ones I know then you'd know who I am."
starscheme: (How fucking dare you)

[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-23 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Starscream continues to look baffled, until he remembers his initial observation of this stranger... how similar yet unlike he looks to a very certain someone... And then realization dawns on him, and it's horrifying.

"No, you can't be-" he glances down at the Autobot badge on Megatron's chest. "That is absurd," he says flatly. What he's referring to specifically isn't really clear. He's just baffled, and kind if dismayed.
kitrite: (oh you)

[personal profile] kitrite 2014-12-23 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
From first sight, Vanadi has decided that he likes this one. This one is colorful. All of its spiky bits are very tastefully arranged, and that's a lovely blue glow in the eyes. Not to mention, that was a very flashy intro. Yes, he likes this one.

Vanadi's waving dust from Proteus's landing out of the air and away from his face as he heads over, and of course there's already a smile in place. He's pulled out his most winning smile of all, just for this. Too bad it has to come from, like, shin-high. Oh well.

"Hello there! Please tell me you're not as new here as I am, won't you?"
towardspeace: (are you fucking kidding me)

[personal profile] towardspeace 2014-12-23 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Mm," he says. "So I keep hearing. I'm inclined to agree, but... here we are." He doesn't lower the pistol. "And who are you? Anyone I should know?"
Edited 2014-12-23 02:53 (UTC)
staygoldponybot: (cultivating a manly musk)

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2014-12-23 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"You're looking..." duo-optic'd "...well. Senator."

Sentinel isn't quite petty enough to outright make shitty comments, not yet. He does find this situation funny to a point, though. In a shitty, sadistic way.
wreckerscombine: (I hate that guy)

THE CRATER

[personal profile] wreckerscombine 2014-12-23 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ok. Last he checked, the Wreckers didn’t do surprise entrance exams. If you were on the list and you got the call, then…well, you were in. That’s just the way things work. And Springer isn’t the type pull some weird stunt the middle of a mission, it just isn’t his style.

But how else do you explain all of the Wreckers and their ship just…disappearing?

This place sure is hell isn’t Garrus-9, that’s for sure. Not unless it went under some major remodeling.

Rotorstorm’s in helicopter mode – on a slow descent down towards the edge of the crater. The bird’s eye view didn’t really help too much. Or at all.
As far as he can tell, he’s on his own.

“Is this the part where you guys jump out of your hiding spots? Real original.”
starscheme: (Casually avoids eye contact)

[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-23 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Oh wow this is awkward. "Me? Oh. Ah... I'm..." wow he would be a lot more inclined to tell the truth if Megatron wasn't pointing a weapon at him. If he really IS a Megatron, there's honestly no way of telling if he has his own Starscream, or what kind of relationship they might have. Starscream fiddles his claws and looks away. "I'm..." he makes a weird coughing noise. He could be literally anyone, so why can't he seem to think of an identity to fake?

"I mean, that's difficult to say, not knowing how similar or dissimilar our two... universes might be. Let me ask you, if you ever were a Decepticon, at any point- What kind of officers did you keep...?" This poor robot is melting into a puddle of unconfident mush before Megatron's eyes.
towardspeace: (are you fucking kidding me)

[personal profile] towardspeace 2014-12-23 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Megatron makes the expression in this icon. This one exactly. "Just tell me your name, you fool."
staygoldponybot: (i like to say "no")

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2014-12-23 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Wow that makes no sense at all this shitlord is clearly stupid or insane or maybe both

"And you've the false self-importance of all the other Decepticon criminals."

It's okay, Sentinel has enough active aggression for both of them. He can wait this out. It'll make breaking Starscream's neck all the more satisfying.
towardspeace: (sad old man face)

[personal profile] towardspeace 2014-12-23 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head. "A human – an organic alien. No one I imagine you would have encountered yet."
officerjuicebox: (THAT SHIT IS DANGEROUS)

[personal profile] officerjuicebox 2014-12-23 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
It looks so much like him. Even though there are so many details that are just... wrong. Just off. But --

But those eyes.

And then he almost falls flat back on his backside. He does stagger a bit, the pounding in his head sharpening as he does. Four million years?

"I just... saw you."
starscheme: (BRIGHT LIGHT! BRIGHT LIGHT!)

[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-23 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Starscream flinches, then winces, circuits all jolting at once. "S-starscream...?"
staygoldponybot: (keep your tears in your eyes)

bab

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2014-12-23 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Sentinel does not recognise Trailcutter at all.

"Get out of my way." In fact, he's just being a grumpy bear because what the fuck is going on he's so confused and wah
Edited 2014-12-23 03:28 (UTC)
officerjuicebox: (seriously though am i the only one)

[personal profile] officerjuicebox 2014-12-23 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Evidence also showed they'd ended up needing more than just Roller's brawn to keep things from ending so poorly as they had. Which... even now, in all the weirdness of this place, he can't displace the nagging feeling of guilt about the whole thing.

"Huh?" Oh, right, Shockwave was talking. "Right, I'll get right on that. Since we're up to our optics in clinics and all."

Even guilt and weirdness can't keep the bit of biting sarcasm out of the words. "I haven't seen anyone either. If they're here, they're not telling me about it."

And he was hard to miss.

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-23 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Organic alien? Megatronus thinks for a moment, then muses, "... I met a strange creature near a crater that seemed rather hostile towards me. Is that was that thing was? A 'human'?"
towardspeace: (grr)

[personal profile] towardspeace 2014-12-23 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
He blinks, clearly surprised. Now that he knows, though, he can see it, enough so that he can comfortably rule out the possibility that he's lying – and so surprise is followed by narrowed eyes and his grip on the pistol tightening.

"Starscream," he repeats, the name clearly a familiar one judging by the way he says it. His frown becomes a hard line. A pause. Then he asks, "And your Decepticons – are you their second in command?"
towardspeace: (are you fucking kidding me)

[personal profile] towardspeace 2014-12-23 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
He raises a non-eyebrow. "It could have been. Describe it for me."
staygoldponybot: (Default)

its true nautica is a saint tbh

[personal profile] staygoldponybot 2014-12-23 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Venture out this crater, into the city. There will be something of use there."

Even if it's abandoned. Cybertronian tech is pretty hardy.

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-23 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"It looked very... soft. About..." Megatronus measures out June's rough height between his fingers. "This big, perhaps? Very small. Black, uh. Strand-things on its head."

Very eloquent, Megatronus. A+.
Edited 2014-12-23 03:38 (UTC)
officerjuicebox: (little people are talking again)

[personal profile] officerjuicebox 2014-12-23 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah... I'm starting to get that feeling too," he answers, frowning out over the landscape.

Where are they? There isn't even any debris to resemble the office building. Or a space ship. Nothing. He blinks, though, turning to the stranger.

"Techno what? Where did you hear that?"
starscheme: (NOT THE FACE)

[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-23 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
That tightened grip does not go un-noticed. Starscream flinches again and frantically nods. Why is this place exclusively filled with people who seem to want to kill him?