robot satan (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
robotsatan) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
robothell2014-12-19 11:20 pm
robotsatan) wrote in 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...
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...
no subject
Nautica was the last person he expected to run into in this miserable wildnerness. He misses her one, totally ignoring her down below until she switches to radio. He veers in the air, briefcase swaying with the motion from where it dangles beneath him, and he circles back.
He descends when he sees her, tranforming when he gets close enough and skids with the momentum, then leans over to a pat and dust almost invisible dirt from his thighs.
"Nautica! Finally, somebody I want to see!" Not that he's seen much of anyone. He points at her, then waves his hand around in a huge gesture. "You got any idea what happened? I have a few theories."
no subject
no subject
"Ah-hah, well. I'm fine!" He pats her shoulder awkwardly. "Happy to see you too."
His optics drift over her shoulder, idly at first, but as it fixes on the briefcase, locks forced, his stare sharpens and his vents still.
"Where did you get that?"
no subject
"Where'd I get what?" Nautica backed off from the hug so she could see something besides his chest, but he wasn't looking back at her. She half-turned to find out what he was staring at so fixedly--oh, right. "Nightbeat and I found it in the lift. It was damaged and you weren't anywhere around. I was so worried something awful had happened to you."
See, the hugging was entirely justified.
no subject
"Somebody opened my briefcase?" Brainstorm's voice is almost a hiss. He's actually angry. He'd kill whoever did it. Who knows what sort of damage was done that would take days, maybe weeks, to fix. Each of the briefcases were carefully crafted. Each served its own purpose, a component in a greater machine.
He places his hand against Nautica's shoulder, gently pushing her further out of the way so he can step towards the briefcase. He bends down over it, inspecting the locks.
"When did this happen?"
no subject
"I don't know what the last thing you remember is," Nautica said, somewhat hesitant, "but the Lost Light had disappeared around us. Only the people and things that hadn't been on the ship for its first launch were still there--meaning you and your briefcase were gone. The handful of us remaining found the ship again, but it was ripped in two and spilling quantum foam everywhere, and it looked deserted. Nightbeat and I were searching for survivors when we found your briefcase."
no subject
"Of course! Haha, how could I miss that? This briefcase isn't the same one. It's an alternate."
He motions Nautica over, pointing out some rather artbitrary touches and scratches to the briefcase here and there, then lays out his own next to it. These were probably things that only Brainstorm, who is literally attached to it all the time, would probably notice.
"The ship was disappearing -- I remember that -- but I bet you it wasn't actually disappearing."
no subject
"Brainstorm, did you change the laws of physics?"
What? It would explain everything.
no subject
Clearly it's some kind of alternate, but the circumstances around it had him puzzled. The last thing he remembered was the ship disappearing after they had found Rodimus's corpse, and then here they were. Alternate worlds was absurd.
He gathers up the second briefcase, smoothing his fingers over the seams.
"Laws are pretty much just guidelines anyway."
He looks to Nautica and makes a small hmm sound.
"So you said you found this on The Lost Light which had been destroyed and quantum foam was just spilling everywhere? Provided it was time travel, anything seem to trigger a jump?"
no subject
"Unless you count the ship disappearing wholesale as a trigger, nothing. It was gone, and then it was there, and it had been there a while. Longer than it had been since it disappeared." Nautica got a slightly strained expression at her own description of events. Talking about time travel did weird things to verbs.
no subject
"No, too broad. Very unlikely to be the cause. I have some experience with portals and time distortion -- did I tell you about the time my spark became a portal to the Dead Universe? -- and this doesn't feel like it. I need a proper lab."
He stands up and clasps his hand on Nautica's shoulder.
"You're welcome, of course."
no subject