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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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"I should be asking you that!" Seriously, he's not the one that turned out to be a Decepticon. But he notices that Brainstorm is making an attempt to grab that suitcase and Rodimus attempts to leap into action. Which isn't so much leaping as it is trying to grab Braintstorm's ankle as he scurries by to pull him back.
Because that is the mature response here.
You're not getting your hands on that briefcase if he can help it, buddy. "And I already know what happened - you happened. You opened up that briefcase to travel in time and now look where we are!"
This is a completely logical response to being in Brainstorm's presence, Rodimus feels. It's just something he'd do.
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He rolls, trying to squirm out of Rodimus's grip, kicking at his face as he wiggles.
"What are you even talking about?! Let go!" Well, truthfully, time travel was the plan, but he hadn't even done that yet. There was no way Rodimus was smart enough to figure out what his plan had been anyway so-- what was going on here? "That sounds like something I'd do but-- I don't even know where we are!"
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"I'm talking about you! And the briefcase and the going back in time and the whole UFH--" another kick to the face lands and he fights through the daze because that fragging hurt. "Thing you've got going on."
This is not the first time this double agent thing has happened to him. But Rodimus doesn't like thinking about that so he's just not going to.
"It's Cybertron. So what did you do and how are you gonna undo it?"
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"Time travel? That's silly and impossible!"
Brainstorm pushes himself onto his elbows, sits up, and stop squirming. Maybe if he acted civilized, Rodimus would let him go?
"I didn't do anything. For once. And if you want me to fix it, you're going to have to let me figure out what happened first. I'm brilliant, not psychic."
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"I thought nothing was impossible for you?" He certainly claimed as much on a regular basis, and honestly? It seemed that whatever anyone threw at Brainstorm, he'd find a way to do it. And exceed in a way that made you wonder what you wanted in the first place.
However: "Wait. You didn't do this?" Well. That's something he hadn't actually considered before.
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Brainstorm rolls his optics so hard he swears they might roll out of his head.
"Not true time travel-- that's just science fiction. You can't go back in time and return to the same present. You see--" Why is he taking his time to explain semantics to Rodimus when he was pretty much attempting to punch his face in? Brainstorm stops himself before he gets carried away and just sniffs. "It's complicated."
He flops back, arms crossed, but keeps looking to his briefcase. He'd really really like to get it back and secure on his wrist again.
"How would this benefit me? Of course I didn't do this. I have no idea how we got here! I mean-- the ship disappeared, then I was here."
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