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[ 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...
The City
The gall of this 'Decepticon' movement to raise their filthy hands against the Senate that keeps their planet safe and their roadways running smoothly.
Proteus shifts from his jet mode as soon as he found the highest column of this pit of a forum to land on. He feels the disgusting layer of dirt begin to coat the underside of his boots as he steps forward and surveys the destroyed landscape.
He was familiar enough with his planet to know this wasn't Kaon (unfortunately) but that didn't help him any. With an ill-tempered groan, he descends from the column, using the jets in his boots and back to soften his fall and kick up a cloud of dust.
"Fantastic."
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Jets were easy to spot, much easier than vehicles, in Prime's opinion. And Proteus...well, he certainly liked to make himself known (see: the fact that he put himself on the highest point in the city like some kind of bird of prey), heading over.
And if he didn't know any better, he'd swear that was--
And his eyes widen as he watches the jet land. If he didn't see ith with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
"Proteus."
Long time no see.
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There was a long list of people he didn't want to see when covered in a light dusting like this, and Shockwave's pet police Captain was right up at the top. It's a good thing he was a pro at hiding his utter disdain for the other Cybertronian.
"You're alive."
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"You expected different, Senator?"
He'll be cordial. For now.
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Obviously if an entire goddamn state got blown up by angry manual laborers, then it wouldn't be entirely out of the question to
hopeexpect others to get caught their massive baby tantrum."But now that you're not, I suppose I should make do with you telling me where I am."
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"But I have a feeling this isn't our world. At least, not the one we know."
His eyes cast back to Proteus, with a certain hardness that not even Orion could achieve. He is taking no shit from you now.
"And you may ask me, next time. I don't take commands from you."
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Proteus is unsettled by that look Orion gives him, but that doesn't stop him from being exceedingly unpleasant in return.
"I'm not certain what you're trying to pull here, Pax. But if we're going to work together, I suggest you show the proper respect for a Senator."
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Unless you're going to question the cosmos itself, Proteus.
But the moment Proteus says his name, with that sly, sneering tone he would hear so often back in the day, he steps forward.
"And you shall show respect for a Prime."
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"Life sign!" she declared in triumph, pointing her wrench at Proteus. "Hello."
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He looks at the wrench with the robot version of a quirked eyebrow, and glances back as she denotes her victory. There's only a slight sneer back.
"Yes. That much is obvious."
He crosses his arms.
"Give me your designation and function. It will be important for me to assess all the possible resources we have left on this planet."
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It's not very effective...
She gave him a tolerant and not particularly subservient half-smile. "Actually, I work for Prime, so you'll want to take that up with him." And promptly get smacked down, if Proteus' attitude and her brief experience with Optimus was any indication. "Anyway, my name's Nautica and I'm an engineer by trade. You?"
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"You should be educated enough to know who I am."
"And as for the Prime... we collaborate closely. An order from me is equally as valid as from your more direct superiors. Considering the direness of the situation, I won't discuss disciplinary action for your defiance, but do keep it in mind for the future."
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If she'd had eyebrows, she'd be raising one in confused skepticism right about then. The expression on her face got the point across regardless. Without a name, Nautica couldn't place this weirdly arrogant mech in his proper context, though he sure as heck wasn't on Autobot High Command, and she found his attitude baffling.
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One irritated sigh later, he pinches the bridge of his nose, and then looks back at her.
"I am Senator Proteus, and making sense of this entire situation would be your job. Weren't you given a briefing on what happened here?"
Now, commence immediate bowing in apology and he might overlook this travesty.
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Not whacking him with her wrench counted as gracious.
"Senator," see, she was even using his title, now that she knew it, even if there was a distinct absence of abject groveling, "they don't generally give briefings on unexpected spacetime anomalies."
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The answer is ludicrous enough for him to oversee her stubbornly refusing to suck up to her superiors.
"And what does that mean, exactly?"
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"It means a couple of hours ago I was orbiting Ofsted XVII, and I suspect you were on a Cybertron that isn't an abandoned ruin." Nautica gestured around them at the empty city. "There isn't a drive out there that could have jumped me back in one go--" what with the Lost Light currently being a quantum foam-spewing wreck and all "--and even a space bridge would have been noticeable. I assume you just found yourself suddenly elsewhere as well."
She resisted the impulse to add that he had been dead for four million years and that she found that somewhat suggestive as well. It was not a restraint born entirely of kind motives--he was obnoxious enough already without getting an explanation of how horrifically the Senate had failed.
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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?"
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Proteus may be self-centered, manipulative, and petty, but he's also been a diplomat to several offworld missions, and he's seen the less pleasant side of what organic life has to offer.
If he had to share company with an inferior life form, it may as well be one that's pleasant to the eyes.
"Ah, so I see I'm not alone. I was in the middle of deciding that myself after surveying the area, actually. This city is unfamiliar to me."