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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] loyaltyandhonor 2014-12-22 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Dreadwing circled over the group of buildings Starscream had disappeared into. The fact that Megatron was willing to keep Skyquake's fate a secret had shaken his faith in their master's trustworthiness. He knew Megatron could be conniving and deceptive, but usually such treatment was reserved for traitors like Airachnid. Surely Dreadwing had proven himself enough to deserve the truth.

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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[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-22 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I would expect nothing less," Starscream says with forced brightness, but there's a miserable edge to his words. He's dragging his feet on coming out from his hiding spot, mainly because he doesn't trust even Dreadwing to not blow him full of holes the second he's within sight. What a fucking rip-off. This whole business was over and done with ages ago from his perspective, to the point where the names Dreadwing and Skyquake barely even counted as part of his vocabulary anymore, and now, suddenly, he's being made to suffer for his decisions again? What kind of sick world did he end up in, here?
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[personal profile] loyaltyandhonor 2014-12-23 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Wow Starscream quit stalling. If Dreadwing had irises he'd probably be rolling his eyes right about now.

"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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[personal profile] starscheme 2014-12-23 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm coming, I just- my foot got stuck between some rubble," he snaps defensively. "Give me a moment."

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.