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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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He pushes those thoughts aside; they're hardly relevant, now.
"Optimus." Megatron acknowledges him, but not his remark about the terminal. "What a typical coincidence."
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"It seems like we're going to have no luck with this technology. We'll need an expert."
That they don't have.
Oh right, they were talking or something.
"If it's any consolation, I'm as unsurprised as you are."
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"An expert? Well, with any luck one will stumble bleary-eyed from the ether any minute now."
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"You sound jaded. Has the Lost Light affected you so drastically?"
There's a slight twinge of humor there. He honestly wouldn't be surprised.
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There's an amused tch from the Autobot's faceplate, his eyes twinkling as he looked back out at the expanse of Cybertron, hands going to his hips.
"Hm. As for me, I thought this is what would happen if Starscream was left in charge for too long."
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No matter what humans say about it being a legitimate strategy.
"The foliage is what struck me as odd. We've never had that on our Cybertron from what I can remember."
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"No," he agrees. "And I've never known organic life forms to be able to breathe the atmosphere, either." He glances at Optimus. "Have you been here for long?"
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"Not very long. I've noticed organic life forms here as well, two in particular."
...
A head turn.
"One who met you, actually."
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If that makes sense.
"It appears she knows of an alternate universe, and probably hails from it."
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"Amazing, how our futures can change. Alternate universes where paths can branch out moreso than others. Ones where a Decepticon, as misguided as they were, can become an Autobot."
His eyes look to the sky.
"Which makes me wonder what happened to this one.
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"I assume we happened to it," he says, "one way or another."
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Thankfully, the topic changes, as he follows the familiar star patterns, voice as even as ever.
"That seems to be an unfortunate constant. Makes me wonder if any universe avoided that."
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Megatron considers that for a moment, quiet and thoughtful, looking at the stars. "If it wasn't me," he says after a while, "I'm sure there would have been someone else. Sooner or later."
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"Hmm."
He's quiet for a moment longer as they walk, seeing their feet walk side by side. Odd, how the last time he considered this was four million years ago.
"Change was inevitable, that's for sure. The Senate--no, our planet was corrupt."
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"I think I thought that if I didn't do something about it, no one else would," he muses. "Perhaps that was my mistake."
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Four million years of war looks bad no matter what is put next to it.
"You had determination and a desire for change. Admirable traits considering the society."
But.
"I often wonder if I was the reason it dragged on for so long. Your ambition changed from a new world order to...destroying everything I held dear."
A pause. "I suppose it's blame we both share."
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"There are a million paths one can take, and we can only choose one. In the end, no matter which one we end up taking, we wonder about the others."
He stops there, to consider.
"But I wonder if it is ever that easy."
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...But what if they could.
"Would you like to try, here?"
He stops walking, now entirely focused on Megatron, the blue glow trying to pinpoint the red, lock on to it. "There's nothing left of this world, no government to oppress and no chaos." Those ears flick slightly, as his gaze shifts to the landscape for only a moment.
"A different chance at redemption perhaps, and one I can witness myself."
Which..he secretly admitted he wanted.
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"With you?" Something like a smile does cross his face now, if just for a moment. "... Yes. Yes, I would. But I can't imagine your Autobots would like it."
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