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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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Dreadwing has the fire power and the speed, but does he have the maneuverability...? Starscream's willing to bet not, which is why he starts zipping over and under and through the rubble of the surrounding city, banking on tight turns and slipping through spaces that his own, slimmer alt mode barely fits through, hoping to trip up his pursuer.
"Dreadwing- I have no idea how you have returned so intact and alive, but surely we can discuss whatever is bothering you peacefully!?"
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Just what was he blustering about now? He had just seen Starscream aboard the Nemesis. Did the Cortical Psychic Patch damage his mind? There was no reason for Starscream to believe him dead.
"It seems you have managed to once again confuse me with my twin, who I am certain would be as happy to see your spark extinguished as I."
"Unlike you, my brother was a loyal soldier, and gave his life for our cause. And yet you had the audacity to rob him the honor of a warrior's death."
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"I don't know how you came to be here, or if you're some kind of angry spirit or some similar nonsense, but, you have been out of action for quite some time now, so I'll forgive you for having missed some important information! I have mended my ways, abandoned my disloyal behaviors! Megatron has long since forgiven me, surely you can find the strength within yourself to do the same!?" He keeps flying low where he can keep breaking Dreadwing's line of sight and, hopefully, stay out of his line of fire. "Or surely with enought time you have been able to think of something I can do, or give to you to help make up for misdeeds?!"
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"It has been mere minutes since Megatron chose to accept you back to the Decepticons, moments after you confessed your appalling transgression against my brother. You cannot truly expect me to believe that you speak the truth? Your dedication to spreading falsehoods is sickening. Megatron has made a grave mistake, allowing you to live, one I intend to correct."
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But for the patch to work Starscream had been put into stasis, there was no way he could be up and about so quickly. And surely Starscream would have changed tact by now if he realized his lies were not working. He may be a disgraceful traitor, but even he wasn't that dense.
"If you are so certain, then offer me proof that in this instance you happen to be speaking the truth.
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"Megatron! Assist me in locating Megatron, he must be somewhere here on the planet, and surely he will corroborate my claim!" Or shoot Dreadwing dead again. Either way it's a win for Starscream. "Only stop shooting at me long enough for us to locate him! and if it turns out that I'm lying... you can both, ah, rip my spark out, or whatever such physical punishment seems suitable to you." He shuts his mouth and ducks inside a burnt out building, all senses on full alert as he awaits a response.
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He had been planning on confronting Megatron about this eventually, and at this point there seemed little reason to wait. He could afford to let Starscream live a while longer, if only to clear up the dilemma of their current predicament.
"Very well, but make no mistake, I will not hesitate to end you if this is but one of your elaborate schemes."
He dived, transforming to land on one of the nearby rooftops, waiting for Starscream to emerge with clenched fists. He was not happy with this turn of events at all.
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"I give you my word, I will not fire upon you until after we have located Lord Megatron. Remove yourself from whatever hole you are hiding in so we may begin the search." There you go Starscream, an explicit honor-bound oath, what more could you possibly want.
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He gulps and vents in deeply, and then steps outside to stare Dreadwing in the eye. His wings are definitely not shaking with fear. Nope.
...he keeps them tucked back so hopefully it's less obvious.