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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...
thanksoptimus: ([orion] behind you)

[personal profile] thanksoptimus 2015-01-04 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Stormed...the Senate.

Orion's reaction to that is telling. He furrows his brow in shock that is not quite incomprehension. There is clearly something that comes to mind at those words, but it's the specifics that seem to throw him off.

'Senate' is not actually the common term used for the Council, but he makes the connection easily enough. Something about that settles heavily on his spark - they were supposed to be doing this as peacefully as possible. Just what kind of storming does he mean?

"He attacked them?" Orion rephrases, purposefully making an assumption that he hopes will be wrong. Otherwise, he maintains his composure.
tomemyoutliers: (srs buisness)

[personal profile] tomemyoutliers 2015-01-08 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Apparently not. A disappointment, if he's to be honest, and there's a flicker of that in his face before he clarifies.

"It's far more complicated than that, as it usually is when it comes to the Senate." He should know. "He prevented a death of a prisoner they ordered, they took steps to teach him a lesson. They," and here Shockwave smiles fondly at the memory, "vastly underestimated him, and he stormed a session of the Senate singlehandedly to make a speech on behalf of a friend."

He took out all of Sentinel's best officers with Whirl slung over a shoulder. It was a sight to remember, and Shockwave is forever thankful he saved him from prison and the Institute.
thanksoptimus: ([orion] oh hi)

[personal profile] thanksoptimus 2015-01-08 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't doubt its complication. He is well versed in that kind of thing, himself. His expression lightens a little, with an empathetic sort of fondness.

"He sounds like a brave spark," he says, uncertain of how it reflects upon himself. He knows that he, personally, is hardly a coward, but he has always considered his actions to be the only just course of action.

"I understand the injustice that goes on in our government - or at least the parts that we share. I have spent many cycles trying to make our voices heard in such a manner. But those actions sound more like my companion's than my own."

He has no doubt that Megatronus would do the same thing, in a time of need. If anything, Orion has always been the one urging for more care.
tomemyoutliers: (everyone's gonna get hugged)

[personal profile] tomemyoutliers 2015-01-18 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
My companion. Shockwave pauses at that, optics brightening for a second. If there is an Orion in a different universe, if he exists in a different universe, then perhaps--

"I admire him deeply, and I have high hopes for his future. I don't see why it wouldn't apply to you as well, Orion, since you both are aware of the corruption within your own systems." He means it, of course, although he prefers his already. If only because his Orion is a bot of action, which is what Shockwave wants in a future Prime, not only of words. But, back on topic:

"This friend of yours, would his name be Megatron by chance?"