SEMI OPEN

[rodders]

WHO: THE CREW OF THE LOST LIGHT
WHERE: MACCADAM’S OLD OIL HOUSE
WHEN: BEFORE DRIFT AND RATCHET GET MAULED BY TARN, AFTER THE RODIMUS/TARN INCIDENT
WHAT: INFORMATION SHARING AND PEOPLE DRINKING TOGETHER
WARNINGS: NONE MAN, NONE

Informality is the name of the game here, people. Rodimus and Megatron, through some handwaved miracle have managed to talk to each other without yelling long enough to get the word out that hey - if you’re a part of the crew you’d better show up for some Important Information and Crew Bonding. But probably not phrased like that unless you talked to Rodimus. Drinks, however, were totally promised (again by Rodimus). You just have to make them yourself, although that was not clarified.

There is a sign on the front door that says NO TARNS ALLOWED. The plural is important since there’s like. Four goddamn Megatrons.

Topics covered:

Tarn is here btw and that sucks for everyone so. Don’t.

For the time being they’re going to include Brainstorm as an Autobot - he starts acting like a Decepticon and any crew member has the right to punch him until he stops.

Drift is acting third-in-command. Non-negotiable.

AND FOR GOD’S SAKE DO NOT ANTAGONIZE DECEPTICONS WHO ARE MORE POWERFUL THAN YOU, RODIMUS.

Ideas of why/how they got here - this includes getting the crew caught up (who hasn’t been already) on the quantum ships as well as what they know of the Brainstorm situation.

People who are capable of doing things to make life less sucky should do that. Team Rodimus! This is your moment!

AND MORE, POSSIBLY.

The rest of this post is to mingle, talk to your crew members. If you have questions that need to be addressed to either captain, specify which one you want if you have one in mind or otherwise one or the other/both will get to it!

If there is anything your character would bring up to the group as a whole, feel free to make a thread for that too - this is really kind of a free-for-all group post to have people mingle and gossip and hammer out something to do!

Comments

[needlefingers]

"Okay, first off." Says Chromedome, who showed up sort of casually a few minutes in, "Why are we still 'Team Rodimus'? You'd think after being kidnapped and all we could drop the name. I mean, Rodimus is our Captain, so aren't we all technically 'Team Rodimus'? It's sort of redundant."

Yes, there's a lot of other, probably more important, things that need to be discussed, like that bit about Brainstorm, but Chromedome closely follows the Lost Light creed of never directly confronting issues until it's too late. Let's talk about the unimportant things first.

[gimmicky]

And guess who walked in late to the party. To be honest, Trailcutter didn't even want to come. What's the point of going to a bar if you can't drink--or worse, CAN and can't even feel the effects? It'd be mocking on that standing alone. But his loyalty to the Autobot cause won over, and he strides in, ushering past a few people.

"Heyyy, I'm here."

Hello awkward wave.

"What's this about Brainstorm being a possible Decepticon? Because...what if some of us got upgrades built by him. In our legs."

..

"Not that I have. Just...hypothetically."

[rodders]

"You guys have been team Rodimus for the last six months. Why would you want to change a good thing?" Says Rodimus from where he's sitting backwards in a chair, arms crossed over the back of it. Don't fight him on this now, Chromedome. "And technically, yes. But you guys are special."

He has absolutely no problem talking about this instead of anything else mentioned.

[caseopened]

"Co-Captain, the rules changed, remember?"

Or did you forget ALL the important shit, Chromedome. Brainstorm's situation aside, Nightbeat was trying to keep his upbeat attitude going, and unimportant things? They often turn into the most important. Better slip his opinion in.

"Unless you want to be part of Team Megatron. I'm just saying."

[quantumechanic]

"It wasn't a very useful designation to begin with," Nautica added from behind the bar. "It's not like we wouldn't help anyone from the crew who needed it. And 'the Rod Squad' would have been a much better name, anyway."

[needlefingers]

"Not that I mind being on Team Rodimus, I mean god forbid, but I'm just saying." He shrugs and plunks his lanky self down on a nearby chair. It's good to be home. "It makes sense to be Team Rodimus on the ship, but here? It just feels kinda..." Silly. But that's not a word he'll say to the Captain. Sorry, Co-Captain. "...Weird."

[caseopened]

Nightbeat wanted to argue the Brainstorm situation, but with everything put in place to treat him as before, he kept his mouth shut (for once). There was no point in bringing up factionism here, as much as he hated to admit it. And while it bugged him to the very core to want to know the true answer...

He'd just have to investigate on his own. Nautica was a bust--she hadn't remembered the journey. So he was going to have to operate solo.

Well, Nautica may have given up her briefcase to Brainstorm, but Nightbeat was certainly going to keep that thing handcuffed to himself if he had any say in it. The Autobots deserved at least one. He sits there at a table, keeping his arm wrapped tightly around said briefcase as he leans his chin on the other.

"So, ideas on how we got here? It's definitely not something specific to our universe--if we're including all the variables of people from other dimensions."

[needlefingers]

Chromedome is of the mind that "Co-Captain" is the dumbest title anyone's ever come up with. "Sooo... if you're not on Team Rodimus, then that automatically makes you Team Megatron? Better tell half the ship then, they'll want to know."

Now, usually Chromedome would know better than to start an argument with Nightbeat, but what the hell. He's bored and there's only so much moping even he could do. Generally speaking, it's a lot easier to brood in the safety of his room. Which is back on the ship and not here.

[needlefingers]

"I wouldn't have any complaints if we were the Rod Squad." Well, okay he might have had some, but he was never in any position to object to it. "After the Rod Pod, you'd think there was a theme of some kind going on here." And Rodimus didn't follow the theme. Tsk tsk (Which is the sound he would make if he had lips.)

[caseopened]

"Which half are you talking about? I'm just saying there's two Captains, and one team." He holds up two fingers. "Now if Rodimus is our boss, then it makes sense to be Team Rodimus. But since there's two captains, the entire ship is run by both of them equally, therefore no teams."

A smile cracks on those lips as he scoots closer.

[needlefingers]

"You just suggested that anyone not wanting to be on Team Rodimus would want to be on Team Megatron. There is no 'Team Megatron' thank god anyway, so what's your point?"

He is determined to drive this pointless argument as far as it'll go.

Also he sees you edging closer Nightbeat so he subtly shuffles out of reach.

[needlefingers]

"It's nothing. There's no way." Chromedome's visor narrows angrily and he crosses his arms. Angrily. "Brainstorm's been one of us for as long as I can remember. There's no way he's a Decepticon." Because that would suck for a thousand different reasons. He refuses to believe it. Not without proof anyway.

[caseopened]

"That's not what I said. I'm saying as the team we are, we have two potential bosses. Here--"

He grabs two glases. "This is Rodimus, and this is Megatron. If we had Rodimus for a boss, it makes sense to be Team Rodimus. But if our team--that's not the ship, mind you, there's only five of us--had Megatron for a boss, it'd be Team Megatron. I'm just saying, better to be Team Rodimus than Team Megatron."

A pause.

"You're the one bringing up the rest of the ship, I never talked about them once."

[gimmicky]

"Hey."

A hand reaches out to Chromedome's shoulder, as he plops down next to him. "War's over, isn't it? Who cares if he's a Decepticon, even if they're right? We've got a former Decepticon captain anyway."

A hand reaches out for Chromedome's glass out of habit, before shakily setting it down.

"I mean, most I'm worried about is if my legs are going to explode. To be fair, that's a legit concern even for regular Brainstorm."

[needlefingers]

"Ahh, I love being talked down to. Do it again, Nightbeat, it's so much fun."

[caseopened]

...


"...Sorry. You know how I get." MAKE FRIENDS YOU ASSHOLE. "But if there's any way I can get out of this injury free I'm open for ideas."

[needlefingers]

"I think we'd all care if he was a Decepticon." He allowed the physical contact, however. For a short time. After a moment he gently shrugs Trailcutter's hand off him. Personal space and all that. "I'm not believing anyone until I'm shown some proof."

One side of his visor raised as he watched Trailcutter resist the urge to take his glass. What's that all about? "Are you feeling okay, Trailcutter? I mean, besides the possibility of exploding legs."

[needlefingers]

"I've been friends with Brainstorm forever, so I'm used to it actually."

Though it was a little irritating when it came from someone new. "The point of the argument was to be pointless anyway." Which was a sort-of apology. If you squinted.

[gimmicky]

"Doesn't really matter to me either way. I mean, the badge is just a symbol of the war, and the war's over. We're all Cybertronian now." It's said humbly, as he traces a finger around the palm of his hand.

He was hoping Chromedome wouldn't question--of course he wouldn't know what happened, he'd been locked up in his room.

"Not so thirsty anymore."

[needlefingers]

"D-Do you need to see a doctor?? I know there's a medical clinic around here somewhere."

Because there was DEFINITELY something wrong here. It's very alarming actually.

[caseopened]

"Which makes it fascinating, though. I mean...trivial stuff in this world is so often overlooked, have you ever wondered what would happen if you paid attention to it? Sometimes something like that makes all the difference."

He offers a smile, and slides a full glass over to him, straw included.

"Look, I get you're trying to avoid the obvious."

[gimmicky]

The reaction surprises him a little, holding his hands up to try and calm the other bot. "No! No it's okay...First Aid cleared me."

One hand moves to his cheek, though, elbow rested on the table.

"Megatron gave me the gift of sobriety. Forever."

[quantumechanic]

The theme was Rodimus' ego.

"Regardless of the name, I do have a question that the ship started disappearing on us before I had had a chance to ask. Is Rodimus on the team or are we just named after him?" Hey, it was a legitimate question. If you were Nautica and easily distracted from the fact that this conversation was 100% unnecessary.

[needlefingers]

He sighs and accepts the glass. The gloom that he's been carrying around for the past six months starts weighing down on him, and he decides to get it over with.

"You probably want to ask me about Brainstorm, right? I've got nothing to tell you besides that he isn't as awful a person as people sometimes think he is. I've known him for most of my life and I know..."

[needlefingers]

"I'm so sorry."

And as of that moment, Trailcutter gets his eternal pity. Now he has to actually confront his issues, unlike the rest of them.