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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...
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[personal profile] briefcase 2015-01-17 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Can all the unexpected touching be done with? Brainstorm was pretty ready for that. Hugging had been okay, getting tackled twice, though? He wanted off this ride.

Brainstorm smacks down on the ground with a crunch and a shout for the second time today. This sucks. This really sucks! He's starting to wonder what the universe has out for him.

"Has everyone gone insane?!" he asks as he rolls, trying to pry Nightbeat off him.
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[personal profile] caseopened 2015-01-21 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Sorry, Brainstorm, the rollercoaster doesn't end til the announcer asks you to unbuckle your seatbelt and we're only just climbing that first hill.

And does it, Brainstorm? Does the Universe have it out for you? Or do YOU have it out for the Universe!?

/twilight zone sound goes here

Still, Nightbeat tries to regain his grip on the other, his other hand tightly on the briefcase.

"Look who's talking!" It's hard to argue with a jet trying to pry you off, but he's certainly giving it his all. "What's gotten into YOUR processor?!"
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[personal profile] briefcase 2015-02-09 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Well, right now Brainstorm was pretty sure that Nightbeat has lost his mind. His wings flap as he squirms under him, looking very much like a fish flopping around on land.

"I'm not the one tackling random people!"