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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...
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That was an impressively ominous delivery coming from a three foot tall human.
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But Drift's used to that sort of thing, honestly. Ratchet basically uses him for verbal target practice, so Drift is able to shrug it off, still looking sort of thoughtful.
"I...wasn't really thinking about a conscious agency, no. More like...fate."
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"I, uh -- yeah. Fate."
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Val let that sit for a moment in the eerie quiet of the deserted city before abruptly changing the subject to something less likely to give her heartburn. She didn't know what heartburn felt like, but it was supposed to be unpleasant and she'd like to avoid it. "Where do the swords go when you're a car?"
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"...Inside. They go inside my vehicle mode."
Congratulations, Val, you're starting to break him in.
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"Hmm." Her eyes turned glassy as she visualized how his anatomy would have to shift to effect his transformation. Yes, that could leave enough empty space, though it might be tight. "Yeah, okay, I can see it."
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He has never felt this weirdly uncomfortable with a human in his life.
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"You could at least have put me back in the terminal. I was working on that." Still, Val trotted over to the low fountain wall where she'd left her datapad before embarking on her ill-advised gymnastic adventures in ruined giant robot tech. She could at least make some notes.
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Drift seems all too happy to crouch down and offer his hand -- he feels a bit bad about plucking her from the ruins all of a sudden. This is the least he can do to make it up to her.
"I don't know how far you'll get with this thing, though. I had a look at the terminal -- it seems like it's been inoperational for centuries."
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" ...Actually, you know what, could you pop the casing open? It's designed for that, see the tabs? I don't have the leverage."
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"...You're a lot smarter than most humans at your stage of development, aren't you?"
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"...Lucky for you." What would they have done without a supergenius? Die horribly from whatever the robot equivalent of sticking forks in electric sockets was, probably.
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"Lucky us," Drift agrees sincerely, nodding. "I guess Cybertron thought we needed an alien authority on science, too."
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Val decided not to have another conversation about Drift's dumb teleological views
he's actually right Val dwiand ignored the first part of his sentence."Ha. I am the alien, aren't I?" Grinning, she poked her head around the edge of the console. "Don't worry, I'm not here to conquer you."
Yet.
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"Well, there's not munch left to conquer here, I'm afraid..." And at that, his expression grows a little heavier, the smile fading somewhat. "I wish I could say the sight is totally unfamiliar, but the Cybertron I knew looked something like this once, too."
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"Wrecked it during your war, huh?" She withdrew into the circuitry again, the sounds of a small human climbing among the components accompanying her voice. "Heh, your current flow convention goes the right way."
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But Drift's optics dim a little at the question, and he nods his head, looking grave. "Cybertron itself was an unfortunate casualty in the war," he says heavily, glancing back around the city. "It looked a lot like this, once, a bunch of bombed-out ruins...but my Cybertron was reformatted, reverted back to its primordial state. We've been able to start rebuilding."
Well, the people who stayed on Cybertron have been rebuilding, anyway.
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She thought not on the last three, since they'd all be bad for people made of metal. Energon was at least not alien, though from context it sounded like they'd exhausted their resources. Probably one of the things they'd been fighting over. For giant space robots, they were very human.