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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...
quantumechanic: (you'd be smug if you were this hot)

[personal profile] quantumechanic 2015-01-12 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Trailcutter, do you have any idea what's involved in building a ship?" Nautica asked with a half-smile. That was not a remotely practical plan. Still, she laid her hand over his. He shouldn't feel bad about his silly idea.

The fact that he was trying to cheer her up: missed completely.
Edited 2015-01-12 01:07 (UTC)
gimmicky: (Sorry I'm such garbage)

[personal profile] gimmicky 2015-01-12 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
At the question, he shies away a bit, index finger going up to circle the palm where the forcefield emitted itself. A nervous habit, and one he really wished he could break.

"Sorry."

There's a sort of tiredness coupled with that, as if it's an answer to a great many questions. He couldn't blame Nautica, she was WAY more advanced with this stuff than he was. Way more advanced in a lot of ways.

"But uh...that's what libraries are for, right?"
quantumechanic: (why is everything horrible)

[personal profile] quantumechanic 2015-01-12 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry about what?"

He hadn't done anything to apologize for, and Nautica he looked up at him in genuine confusion. She knew she missed things a lot of the time--people were hard to read, unlike books--but this wasn't one of those times.

Unless it was? It had been happening much more often since they'd arrived on Cybertron. Reading up on the war had not prepared her for dealing with the people who'd fought it.
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[personal profile] gimmicky 2015-01-13 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, nothing. Just...seemed like the right thing to say."

His problems weren't Nautica's anyway. And it was too trivial to start. "First things first. Let's get out of this crater. Spaceship or not we're not doing any thing just standing here."

There's a little smile, as he starts to walk.

"You coming?"
quantumechanic: (oh of course it's another dead guy)

[personal profile] quantumechanic 2015-01-17 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
Even Nautica could take a hint as obvious as that subject change, and she bit back the urge to press Trailcutter on the matter as she hurried to catch up with his longer strides.

"There's a big energon deposit, did you see?"
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[personal profile] gimmicky 2015-01-18 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah! I mean, if anything, we don't have to worry about going thirsty, sober or not."

One good thing about this situation at least.

"The plants, though...they're not exactly...native"

Not that he knows, anyway, and he's been around awhile.