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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...
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[personal profile] nerdica 2014-12-24 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Rewind might have actual footage of it," she says, excited at the prospect. The archivist, in the few words they exchanged, was someone Nautica couldn't wait to talk to more - he apparently had her love of knowledge and that was something she wasn't going to pass up.

His smile is echoed by her's for a brief moment before she frowns again. "Is it really safe here? Consider it - we find Stormy's-- Brainstorm's time machine and end up here? It's hooked up to the quantum engines to ensure that he's capable of jumping through space as well as time--"

It's not that she doesn't trust you, Nightbeat, it's just that she doesn't particularly trust that briefcase.
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[personal profile] caseopened 2014-12-25 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a possibility, I mean the guys got more recorded on the war than ANY book you'll find. Rumor has it he even has Optimus's biography." Not to entice her even more, that is.

But the attention turns back to the briefcase, lifting it up a little more, making sure his thumbs are pressed securely on both sides. They hadn't found anything in it just yet, but...who knows if it was REALLY empty.

Brainstorm was quirky that way.

"Then consider it a possible hook back to our world. A figurative rope around our waist." Always looking on the bright(er) side of things, aren't you Nightbeat.

"As long as we have it, we'll be safe."
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[personal profile] nerdica 2014-12-26 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Too late, she's grinning wider. "Oh, I should get him to share that! It'd go perfectly with the copy of Towards Peace I have. Just think, an authorized autobiography for Megatron and a biography for Optimus Prime!" This is exciting to her, Nightbeat, and she beams at him. Books. She frikkin loves books.

Oh. Right. Briefcase.

"Or you'll be yanked back and I'll be left here," She points out - since he's the only one holding it at this point. "But we could figure out how to work it, now that Perceptor isn't here to help." It's a mystery, isn't it? And she knows how much he likes those.
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[personal profile] caseopened 2014-12-30 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Certainly an interesting contrast to have in your library, that's for sure." It was nice to see Nautica excited over something, that's for sure, even if the situation didn't really call for it. Then again, Nightbeat was often the same way. Maybe that's why they got along so well.

Oh right, back on topic.

"True. But we're going to have to tread carefully. Dangerous waters when we're dealing with the unknown."

A smile.

"But that's what makes it fun.
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[personal profile] nerdica 2015-01-05 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Chromia won't let me live it down, if she ever found out. But she's got her hobby of punching things, and I've got mine." Of collecting books. Not punching things.

She can't help but smile back, because a normal person would totally do that when faced by dangers ahead.

"Alright, let's hear some theories. Fun theories."
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[personal profile] caseopened 2015-01-06 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, if you don't bring it up, I doubt she'd question it." It's not like Chromia was one to ransack a library. He didn't even know her all that well and he could just sense it.

He's glad for her enthusiasm, though. Not many can put up with his.

"What if we slip something inside that can get us a good look? There's no rule against opening it a crack, right?"