Sydrone
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Sky's little helper.
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Post by Sydrone on Nov 11, 2015 20:15:56 GMT
Sydrone's voice comes on over Gearchange's Comms Gear, I know you're probably busy, but we have a situation over in London. A robed robot is flying over there. He is believed to be a Decepticon. Blackjack and I are getting our equipment ready to depart for London. Care to assist us? the transmission ends.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Nov 11, 2015 20:17:21 GMT
But the comms in New york were disabled so all that would be heard was static.
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Sydrone
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Sky's little helper.
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Post by Sydrone on Nov 11, 2015 20:20:42 GMT
((Oh crap, I forgot about that! xD))
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Post by Gearchange on Nov 12, 2015 14:29:39 GMT
Only problem is no one knows how they... tick.
Gearchange grins, probably one of the worst dad jokes he could come up with.
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Whirl
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Post by Whirl on Nov 12, 2015 16:37:31 GMT
"Ha. No, I mean if you take them apart and lay them out it's just a chaotic mess, and nothing works. All those little pieces... no two bits alike. But then if you put them all together... you can make something out of the chaos. You can work out how they tick. The best way is to look at things from a different... angle."
Whirl tilts his head.
"I used to like clocks."
He can feel his claws shaking harder than before. He scratches at a place on his side where his body-clock is installed. He didn't intend to hear the flaw in the rhythm today, but it draws his attention anyway, as infuriating as ever. And of course he can't put it back into time like he used to, without hands.
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Post by Gearchange on Nov 12, 2015 16:58:05 GMT
That's what Shockwave tried to do with me, but one problem when working against clocks.
They can be synchronised.
Gearchange begins adjusting the groundbridge location
I figure we'd hit up London for a bit, the place was crawling with cons last time I was there.
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Whirl
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Post by Whirl on Nov 12, 2015 17:04:37 GMT
"'Scuse me, Gears..."
Whirl turned his back on the mech and, very abruptly, punched himself in the face. After a few seconds he managed to 'relax' himself again and turned back around, snipping his claws.
"There! Much better!" his voice sounded perhaps a little too high-pitched and he nodded, half to Gearchange and possibly partly to himself, "London. That sounds cool. Places to go, people to kill... And things to see, natch."
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Post by Gearchange on Nov 13, 2015 12:43:53 GMT
Gearchange reinitialises his groundbridge trigger.
Lets just hope there's anything left for us.
When it comes to wreckers we're not the backup...
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Whirl
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Post by Whirl on Nov 13, 2015 13:18:51 GMT
If Whirl could grin, there is no doubt he would have done so.
"Wreckers don't call for back-up..."
He holds up one claw in a 'high-five' motion as the ground-bridge activates.
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Post by Gearchange on Nov 13, 2015 15:43:55 GMT
They call for cleanup!
Gearchange hi-fives the bot and runs towards the groundbridge, transforming into his long nosed rig form, sounding his horn loudly.
Come on Whirl that tailpipe isn't going to kick itself!
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Whirl
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Post by Whirl on Nov 13, 2015 16:26:38 GMT
Whirl follows Gearchange with his long-legged, bounding lope and makes a jump, transforming into his rotary form just a couple of inches off the ground. His guns arm themselves and he flies after the rig through the ground bridge to London...
(To London!)
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Post by Stormcutter on Nov 19, 2015 6:16:33 GMT
(Meanwhile, back over at the nearby national park... )
Stormcutter had to trust that with the information of Chiro wanting him to comm her, that Scaag had taken down the jammer. However, he momentarily activated his long range scanners to double check and noted that there was a specific area where the jamming signals weren't scrambling his feedback. He frowned slightly and stood, taking a few steps to where his communications signals could successfully reach their destinations. First he commed Chiro back and forth. Then he concurrently sent a location and groundbridge request to the Nemesis near the end of his conversation with Chiro.
Stormcutter turned to face the others. He looked to Panacea first, then Solus, then Scaag as he spoke.
"We will be heading to the base shortly, take care of Solus, and then go to the Painted Desert. Doctor Chiro will meet us there at the desert."
Panacea smiled and nodded. She looked down at Scaag as she spoke.
"I suggest you stick with Stormcutter while we travel. You never know what might happen along the way and he'll keep you safe better than me. I should know, he protects me all the time."
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Nov 19, 2015 13:56:46 GMT
Scaag had heard noise from the big city and wanted to check it, but at the same time it was a bit scary. He still clung to Panacea's leg as the big bots were talking. Scaag didn't understand just what or why it was happening but it couldn't be good. Thn he was adressed and he looked up at Panacea and giggled.
Is it because you can't protect yourself? Hehe.
He continued to goggle as he let go of her and ran over to Stormcutter and hid behind his legs to escape from his older, and from what he had gathered, moody sister.
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Post by Stormcutter on Nov 20, 2015 7:35:26 GMT
"Why you little-!"
Panacea frowned and turned as she watched Scaag flee from her to hide behind Stormcutter. Oh how the little sparkling that was her "brother" grated her sensors. She took a step towards said sparkling before Stormcutter interjected.
"She is able to protect herself. I am able to protect her far better."
"More like overprotective..."
Ignoring Panacea huffing and crossing her arms, Stormcutter reached down to scoop up his -very- little brother in one massive servo. He looked at Scaag firmly as he awaited the groundbridge to open any moment.
"Wilt thou promise to stay with me until we arrive to the desert?"
The last thing Stormcutter wanted was for the apparently nuclear sparkling to be running all over the base. He made sure his tractor beam was ready to be enabled at any moment, just in case.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Nov 20, 2015 22:22:00 GMT
Scaag giggled and nodded. Then he yawned a bit as he was getting tired. After that, he closed his optics and fell asleep.
((because i will be gone for a couple of days. Don't want to hold anything up.))
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Raiza
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Post by Raiza on Nov 20, 2015 22:32:58 GMT
A flash of red dashed by and a giggle came soon after that. Raiza skipped down the main road and did a twirl while jumping in mid-air, humming to herself as she giggled. Psycho she was, the red femme was then smirking before one of her steel twin high pigtails attached to her helm contracted and the buzzsaw at the end of one swirled before the pigtail drilled itself through a building. Raiza walked as if nothing happened while her pigtails did all of the carnage.
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Post by Stormcutter on Nov 25, 2015 5:57:29 GMT
Seconds later a groundbridge opened up to the Nemesis. Stormcutter looked towards the big city as he heard more explosions echo through the valley to their location. "There seems to be more fighting. Perhaps once we are done with our current objective, we may rejoin the fight here." Panacea rolled her optics in response and began walking through the groundbridge. "You just wanna fight again, don't cha? Come on, let's get this over with."Stormcutter remained silent as he followed his sister, holding the now sleeping Scaag in his servo. The groundbridge at the top of the mountain would stay open long enough for the Twins, Scaag, and Solus to walk through. After which the groundbridge would close. ((To the 'Con Medbay Hallways! I'm not trying to control Solus here, I'm just saying that upon his return to the forums, Solus would be a part of this travel should he choose to follow through.))
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on Apr 2, 2017 1:32:49 GMT
(Theme for this scene: DMX-"Party Up" Up in here) -Brooklyn-
No it wasn't Manhattan, but it was Brooklyn. The more suburban but still urban city that was so close to the city that never sleeps. An alleyway lit up with a turquoises green aura, and suddenly a black Massuria B2 sports car with grey stripes on its chassis. Primarily two parallel grey stripes running down the center of the vehicle from trunk to hood. It was the Earth alt mode of the new arrival Thunder, a mech from another universe. And he was on a mission.
Find Sicarius, the Silver Ninja. The master Troll of the multiverse. The Meme Master. Pops. And another name he went by on his world...one that made Thunder mentally sigh..."The Neko Loli popper", of all things. He knew Sicarius existed in every single universe that ever has, and ever will exist via some nexus mind. He also knew Sicarius unknowingly inspired the existence of some traditions, acts, or even people.
One of which was the internet sensation Joji Miller, also known as "Filthy Frank." Thunder spent some time watching his videos...and they were exactly Sicarius. Even down to the voice, maybe he inspired Sicarius? Maybe Sicarius somehow inspired him. Either way, he tracked down Millet's location to an apartment in Brooklyn. Where he then saw the young man in his costume walking out with a few others in colored body suits and cameras. Most likely to film their next video. There was an alleyway next to the apartment building. If there was any clue, it was there.
And thus, his holomatter avatar was projected. A 19-year old version of Logan Lerman, with jet black hair with some grey bangs. He adjusted his shirt and headed down the alley.
"I hope you're here, Sicarius..." Thunder spoke to himself, "Because I'm not willing to stay here for the rest of my life. Not if Minxie's still out there. She's still alive. And I won't let her spend another day alone and without her memories!"
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on Apr 2, 2017 23:18:40 GMT
Thunder's holomatter avatar carried on, spotting two lit cigarettes and a sandwich with a bite taken out of it. He looked at the items and remembered a recent video by Joji Miller. He hoped his holomatter avatar would work and hold shape as he performed this...ritual. Thunder would then put both the lit cigarettes into his holomatter avatar's nostrils and take a bite out of the sandwich. Then smiling and giving a thumbs up to a fluffy wig in a trashcan and declaring,
"Thanks Lyf Hax, you're the best! Oooh yeah!"
"Access granted." A feminine automated voice spoke.
His holomatter avatar dissipated and several fire hydrants around the block would explode and superheat, creating mass amounts of steam. Enough to cover up Thunder's alt mode descending down a vertical tunnel. His conciousness returned to his alt mode as he descended. Once reaching the underground, he transformed into his robot form, and in his line a sight, a door built into the rocks.
"Well I'll be damned. Built from stolen Alternity tech, G to the G Sicarius." Thunder spoke, walking to the door where a holographic projection of a feminine head was projected.
"Psych-Frame wielder recognized. Spark signature registers with allowed correspondants. Error. Such Spark signature should not be here in this timeline." The voice spoke.
"I'm not from around here, system. It's Takashi, I'm here to see my father." Thunder told them.
"Very well, finish the authorization line, 'Ravioli Ravioli...?'"
Thunder would remember yet another video, and words he spoke before, "'...what's in the Pocketoli?'"
"Vocal authorization recognized." A holographic pad was then projected for Thunder to type in an access code.
Thunder remembered the passcode of Sicarius. He remembered reading it as the passcode he used on his and Tayla's hab suite back home. With that he typed it in, "lolipopper666". Once typed in, the futuristic locks would vanish and the doorway would open up. Thunder would enter the large underground, highly advanced bunker of Sicarius.
"Sicarius!" Thunder would call out, "It's me! Don't ask how, it's a long story, but I got trapped here in this universe...and I need you to get us home! My Shattered self has something big planned for my friends--our friends! So please, you gotta get me home."
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on Apr 3, 2017 22:35:43 GMT
The door closed behind him as he entered the large, completely white bunker. A recharge slab, a large computer system with a camera for recording logs, and an armory it seemed, half opened as if he forgot to close it, and of course he did, a poster that said "Hail God Emperor Trump". One of the weirder things seen was the fact that there were Cygars and Nightmare fuel cans everywhere, a path leading to what he would believe to be Sicarius' room.
"Sicarius!" Thunder would call out, "Where are you? I don't have time for any of your jokes."
A door was in his way, with what seemed to be a track from Miller's Pink Guy album. The track called "Kill Yourself" being blared. A note saying "No feminists, Vegans, or children I had with Neko lolis allowed!" was posted on its surface. Thunder was getting more and more irritated, kicking down the door and kicking up some dust in the process.
"Just open the White Noise so it can take me back to the Axiom Nexus. Are you even listenin--" Thunder stopped dead in his tracks. His optics widened in horror and non belief, mouth agape.
"S-Sicarius?"
Sicarius, the Silver Ninja, sat there with one of his guns in his hands, his head blasted open and old, stained energon sprayed all over the white wall. Thunder had to take a step back, closing his optics as he tried getting over the gory sight, to accept it. It didn't help that the Pink Guy song kept blaring through the room. He grit his denta, holding his helm as everything was hitting him at once. The lyrics with "STFU" repeated as well every few beats.
"Kill yourself"
"Please, please kill yourself" playing over and over again.
"AAAARRGH!!" Thunder screamed, his arms going out to the side, the barrels on the underside of his forearms extending and firing some explosive rounds into the speakers, shorting them out just as the song stopped.
Thunder needed a minute. He hadn't taken a single minute to himself to examine his current situation. He was alone on an Earth that wasn't his own, the Autobots outnumbered and an unworthy Prime not doing his damn job. After a few minutes, Thunder opened his optics,then taking the shotgun from Sicarius' servo and opened the weapon up.
"Empty." Thunder spoke to himself, looking back up to this universe's Sicarius, "Probably only needed one. But that's not right..." After throwing it to the side, Thunder analyzed and remembered the core rules of Sicarius' existence, "Every time you die, you pull another you to take your place, and the dead ones vanish after some time. So why didn't you? How about the bigger question:...why did you want to kill yourself?"
Thunder would look around the room, trying to find any clues. He just found more fried sticks that smelled like skunks, empty cans, a broken camera, some Adhaego Mindbreak, and lots of burnt out EM-0 chips. He was trying to nullify the pain, make his mind go blank. But why? He had the power of immortality, he was linked to the collective consciousness of literally an infinite amount of data and knowledge that every version of him are linked to. So why? Omnipotence and practically immortality. So why did he kill himself? Why is there no other Sicarius here to take his place?
Once exiting the room, he looked the computer with the camera. Another passcode. It didn't take long to figure it out. "MorsAndVitaMakeThatKittyLoliPop" If Thunder wasn't so desperate to leave, he'd spend at least ten minutes groaning due to the cringiness that is Sicarius' sense of humor.
The feminine A.I. voice would come online, "How may I assist you, 'Weeabo457'?"
"Wow, so I'm respected as much as everyone else. Good to know the pecking order's still in place." Thunder would then answer the A.I., "Do you know why he killed himself?"
"Negative, Weeaboo457. I was shut down before the event had occurred, only remaining to secure the bunker should any unwanted intruders discover the complex and highly advanced method of accessing this facility."
"You mean stuffing two cigarettes in my nose, eating a sandwich and doing one of his human self's memes?"
"I said complex, I never said it made sense."
Thunder rubbed his optics, "Have anything I can use to find out why?"
"SuperKamiFranku had left various 'V-Logs' to document his progress on living in this universe. Starting at the beginning."
"Time code? You know, so I can get some background info on when he died?" Thunder asked.
"Shut the Frag up, nobody cares, Weeaboo457"
With another sigh, he groaned, "Just begin the first one."
"Of course, Weeaboo457, opening first entry."
The first log began with Sicarius sitting at the computer. His bionic eye covered, faceplate up but still smoking a blunt through it. The screen had this thick fog all around him, it was obvious what it was. His uncovered optic should be yellow but it was orange. You could guess why.
"I still alternate while eating top Ramen at a faster rate--" Sicarius stopped singing and looked at the camera, throwing his blunt over to the side. "Oh, I didn't see you there! Welcome to the Sickly Sicarius show! I decided to keep a log. You know, like a Youtube feminsist. Except I spout comedy, they spout crap, like literal human feces. Decided this universe needed a Sicarius, and I even was able to push my human self in a new direction of comedy like I did in a few other universes. Calls himself Filthy Franku and uhm...ladies call him daddy and there's a cult built around his character." Sicarius would sniffle, "Makes a father so proud! I mean, more than Dubstep's making me. Like come on! Stop being such a fuggin' loser already and get powers or something!"
Thunder was facepalming himself, dragging his hand down, "System, jump ahead to the next log with any importance."
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