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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...

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-21 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
It was the only thing within range, okay?

One of the punches catches him off-guard, and he stumbles back. But as he looks back up, he grins. Finally, a genuine challenge! This is better. He jumps back so he has more room to brace himself properly for the charge, bringing the broad side of his blade in front of him before thrusting it forward to stumble Warpath. "That's the spirit!"
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[personal profile] awwblammo 2014-12-21 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
It's actually sort of difficult to brawl when you have several feet of cannon sticking out of your chest, so Warpath retracts it a bit once Megatron starts swinging. He doesn't have any built-in blades himself, but his heavy armor has always done the job when it comes to protecting him as much as a shield ever could. He is expecting a slash when Megatronus moves with his sword, so he mostly just ends up having his stance shaken when he gets tripped up.

"KERBLAM!" is all he exclaims, but it would seem that he shares Megatronus's enthusiasm for a good brawl. He digs in and lays it on, using heavy strikes to try to daze the con long enough that he can shotgun him with his cannon. That would almost certainly put this villain down for good.

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-21 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, time to get serious. He continues to move back, blocking as many punches as he can but getting thrown off with a few that get passed his defenses and connect.

Finally, he decides to take the offensive and swings his blade, aiming for Warpath's legs while pushing all of his weight forward. If the blade doesn't connect, maybe this can ground him.
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[personal profile] awwblammo 2014-12-21 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
It works. Warpath is too busy trying to batter the shit out of Megatronus that the strike to his legs catches him off guard. It slices across his knees, and though it doesn't wreak total devastation against such good armor, it's enough to hurt.

It's enough to make him take a step back, too. He lifts his arms, his heavy blasters unfolding from within his chassis.

"You gunna come quietly or am I gunna have to beat you down?! BAM!"

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-21 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Megatronus grunts quietly at the signs of the blasters. "Come quietly for what?"

With a small break in the action, Megatronus settles back in a slightly more relaxed defensive position. "And for the matter, what did you call me earlier? A... 'Decepticon'?" Might as well try to get some information while he can.
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[personal profile] awwblammo 2014-12-21 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
There are some things you never expect to have to explain. Those questions right there are easily two of them, and Warpath looks visibly dumbfounded.

"For the Autobots to take you prisoner. Duh." Because he's...a Decepticon...? Except he's asking what a Decepticon.

"I. Er. A Decepticon is...kablooie. A Decepticon is the army you're in charge of! Come on!"

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-21 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, the battle rush is fading into pure confusion now. Autobots? Prisoner?

"Army?" He echoes, straightening up with a raised eyebrow. "Are you talking about the bombings? I had nothing to do with that. Some of my followers got a bit... enthusiastic."
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[personal profile] awwblammo 2014-12-21 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
That's not quite true in Warpath's case, but he's starting to become unsure of how he should really progress. Especially since he doesn't actually have anywhere to take this guy at the moment.

"Say what," Warpath barks, half like he doesn't understand what he means and half like he's too deaf to hear him.

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-21 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Megatronus takes a bit of a risk and sheaths the blade, eyebrows completely furrowed in outright befuddlement.

"I think there's a bit of confusion here."

That's putting it lightly.
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[personal profile] awwblammo 2014-12-21 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Warpath lowers his blasters, but only a little bit.

"You are Megatron, aren'tcha?"

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-21 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I go by Megatronus." A little emphasis on the 'us', although 'Megatron' does sound a bit more catchy. Seems like a bit of mistaken identity here, although the similarity in names is suspicious.
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[personal profile] awwblammo 2014-12-21 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Warpath starts, and then, sounding a little more certain of himself: "Oh."

That's familiar right? He's pretty sure that sounds familiar. Like maybe an old nickname...

"Kapow," he says to himself, thoughtfully.

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2014-12-21 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that got some kind of reaction. Megatronus crosses his arms, expression thoughtful and a bit critical of Warpath now that they're actually conversing.

"Who are you, exactly?"
Edited (whoops, forgot a quotation) 2014-12-21 05:44 (UTC)
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[personal profile] awwblammo 2015-01-03 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"The name's Warpath!" he says, not exactly friendly, but hardly reserved either. "I figure I already know who you are!"

[personal profile] d_17nolonger 2015-01-08 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you?"

He almost comments on the fact that Warpath assumed he was someone else before, but his curiosity makes him hold his witty comments for later.
Edited (wrong icon, whoops) 2015-01-08 03:53 (UTC)