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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...
arnhaid: (Right back home again)

[personal profile] arnhaid 2014-12-26 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
Good to meet you... kinda.

[Since it could be better circumstances and all.]

[He doesn't hold onto the other bot's hand for long. Just a quick shake.]


You seen anyone else?
scaredybot: (Default)

[personal profile] scaredybot 2014-12-27 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Don't wipe your hand, Mayday, it's not polite, don't wipe it even though you don't know who this guy is or where he's been or what he's touched-

He shakes his head.]


No, you're the first person I've met since... [He flails his arms vaguely] Since here happened?

[He resists for another moment, and then he attempts to discretely pull out a cloth and bottle of sanitizer and clean his hands.]
arnhaid: (Brood brood brood.)

[personal profile] arnhaid 2014-12-28 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
... Well, that ain't good.

[It's really not good. He scrubs a hand down his face, which should give the other bot time to do his thing.]

[They need to regroup. They need to find somewhere -- something -- to work with.]


C'mon. Let's keep movin'.
scaredybot: (:|)

[personal profile] scaredybot 2014-12-28 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, um. Right. Okay.

[Mayday falls into step next to Ironhide, tucking his cleaning supplies away.

He shoots the other bot regular awkward glances. Another Autobot is good, right? Especially a big one who looks like he can beat up trouble. Mayday... is really really bad at beating up trouble.

Rubbing the back of his head he tries to make small-talk.]


So, uh, I'm guessing you don't know why we're here either, huh? Or how. Or- Um. Stuff.
arnhaid: (B[    my default face.)

[personal profile] arnhaid 2014-12-29 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Don't worry, little guy, he'll look after you. Whether you like it or not.]

[It's the bodyguard in him. He can't really help it.]


Nope. Last abandoned Cybertron I was on had a lot more bugs...

[But not at first, right? He grunts, and then shifts closer to the other bot, protectively.]

So keep close. Dunno if we're walkin' into any trouble or not.
scaredybot: (<:D)

[personal profile] scaredybot 2014-12-29 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Bugs?!

[One of Mayday's optics twitches and he glances around and shuffles closer to Ironhide for protection.]

The, um, last Cybertron I encountered was kind of... in little bitty pieces.

[He laughs awkwardly even though it's not actually funny. What is his life.]
arnhaid: (That's not where your gun goes.)

[personal profile] arnhaid 2014-12-30 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, bugs. Insecticons I think they're called. Wasn't payin' much attention to names.

[He has no problem sticking close to the little guy. Easier to protect him, that way.]

[Though the last part gets a Look.]


Kinda what?
scaredybot: (Default)

[personal profile] scaredybot 2014-12-31 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mayday shudders at the word 'bugs'. Whatever they're called they sound terrible.

He gives another laugh, even more nervousness creeping into it.]


Yeeeah... It was kind of sort of a little bit destroyed maybe.

[He quickly adds, a bit defensively:] It wasn't my Cybertron.
arnhaid: (Angel angel - what have I done?)

[personal profile] arnhaid 2015-01-01 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
... Wasn't your Cybertron? What's that supposed to mean?

[He actually stops a minute, looking over at him, staring.]

[He's heard weird things before, but this is... this is A Thing.]
scaredybot: (:|)

[personal profile] scaredybot 2015-01-01 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, because I was in a different universe or... something...

[He stares blankly back at Ironhide for a moment, then coughs and turns away, crossing his arms.]

This isn't the first time this sort of this has happened to me, okay?