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.

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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

[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]

"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."

[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.

[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."

[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.