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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 17, 2009 15:53:28 GMT -5
Skyblast does not retract the energon blade, but he holds it with a backwards grip, and he moves from peeking around the door to actually step inside the rock room. he doesn't seem afraid, but few things scare Skyblast. he mostly just seems wary.
He grumbles something like, "But he was, like, the chairman of their board."
But, if a Decepticon legend wants to be an Autobot? Skyblast won't stop him, though he will be distrustful for a while.
Skyblast scratches his head with his free hand, as what Jetfire is saying sound weird even to Skyblast, and he asks, "Uh, what's your time-stamp? My time stamp is [shortly after the start of the first movie]. I'm Skyblast, by the way, been off in the galaxy, looking for the Allspark. Though we found it. And broke it."
He pauses and grimaces. "Let me back up. We, the Autobots, booted the Allspark off Cybertron to keep the Decepticons away from it. However, we didn't keep track of it, so we had to go look for it. It turned out to be on planet Earth. Optimus Prime took a team there, but the Decepticons were already there. Megatron, the leader of the Decepticons, had been captured by the natives of Earth, the humans, but he escaped. During battle between Optimus Prime and Megatron, Sam Witwicky, a human, shoved the Allspark into Megatron, which killed him but broke the Allspark. Most of the Decepticons were killed. Optimus Prime sent out a message into space, telling us all this and calling for the Autobots scattered across the universe to come to Earth. I had been en-route when I was pulled."
"So the Decepticons weren't winning when I was pulled. But maybe, without my good looks and slick moves around..." Skyblast shrugs, and there's an impish look on his face, but he does sound worried, underneath it all.
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Post by Jasper Stoneham on Aug 19, 2009 20:57:26 GMT -5
Bah. He's speaking plain English already! Oh well. "Timestamp, timestamp..." Jetfire muses, digging through his memorybanks for the latest one. "Ah, yes, here it is: [the second movie, as he attempts to space-bridge the lot of them to Egypt.] I was opening a space-bridge to get the fleshling to Egypt where..." "Wait, a Prime? A living Prime? On Earth?" he asks, agog and awed. "Why, he must be a great descendant!" Imagine! A living Prime! Surely then, the fleshling must have been wrong! The Autobots couldn't be losing with a Prime to lead them! And on Earth! The thought of it sends shivers down Jetfire's relays. "Right," he finally manages, and then raises one hand, his palm aimed at an open patch of floor in front of him. Hopefully no one gets trigger-happy and shoots when light flares out of that opened palm. If not, it shimmers and coalesces into a hologram. Yeah, that hologram (which I won't describe in deep detail here to shorted the post, but for those who are interested, it can be seen here starting right around the six minute mark.) "Our ancestors built a mighty machine that could harvest energon by destroying suns. See, in the beginning, there were seven 1 Primes, our original leaders, and they set out into the universe to seek suns to harvest. They had one edict, however: never destroy a planet that harbored life. Until one of the Primes tried to disobey that edict, and forever more, his name was known as, The Fallen." "He hated the human race, and built the Harvester on Earth, but the machine required a special key to activate it. A key known as the Matrix of Leadership. The Fallen was stronger than the other Primes, and so they worked together to steal the Matrix from him. In the ultimate sacrifice, they sealed the Matrix away in a tomb made from their own bodies. A tomb which we cannot find." "That's my mission, to find the Matrix, to keep it from The Fallen. If he were to find the Matrix, he would destroy the Earth and everyone upon it. That's why I was taking the fleshling, Sam, you said? That's why I was taking Sam to Egypt. The machine is buried somewhere in the desert there, and Sam has been granted a code, a map, if you will, to the location of the Matrix. The Fallen cannot be allowed to find him, or the Matrix." "But if there is a Prime on Earth... well now! Only a Prime can defeat the Fallen! So if there is a Prime upon the Earth..." Then there is hope. There is HOPE! 1 - yes, I know, in a previous post Jetfire had mentioned the "thirteen Primes". That was a misremembering of his player. There's only seven. Please forgive.
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Post by Springer on Aug 20, 2009 0:44:11 GMT -5
Springer finds himself rather agape as the hologram starts, and at Jetfire's explanations of the scenes he's seeing.
On one hand, that's a really rough way to manufacture energon. Doesn't that bugger up the gravity of various systems when their suns are destroyed? And using the Matrix of Leadership as the key to the sun-muncher? Doesn't fit with what he's heard about the various Matrices he's heard about here. Guess that comes with it being a magic coconut of sorts, all kinds of stuff it could do.
On the other hand, The Fallen and the Primes take the cake for weird-looking bots from Jetfire's reality.
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Post by Prowl on Aug 20, 2009 11:11:37 GMT -5
"Sorry, sir," Prowl huffs and crosses his arms a bit tighter, "It still is interesting to be dealing with the whole idea of other universes. I was curious."
When the hologram starts up, Prowl can't help but stare as well, very intently at what is going on in the hologram. That's something to be curious about as well, is it not? He remains quiet this time, and attempts to take every detail in possible. This may not be his universe but one never knows what's lurking in the dark corners of his own home universe.
"Amazing..." he does manage to say, awe struck at how massively powerful the Fallen is.
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Post by Kup on Aug 20, 2009 12:52:01 GMT -5
Kup watches with some interest, and yes, a bit of surprise when the hologram starts up, but all in all, he seems a bit more jaded in his reaction than the others.
When you've stared in the eye of Unicron and then entered in, there's only so much power the holographic image of a chicken of DOOM and a H. R. Giger inspired pyramid can have over you.
Finally, Kup nods, and turns around to deactivate the forcefield. He looks over at Prowl and smirks faintly. "Don't take it personally, lad. I know, everyone's curious, but we weren't getting no where." He looks around at the others. "There'll be plenty of time to compare notes."
Then to Jetfire. "As I said, I know you were in the middle of something important, but... well, nothing to be done about it. And we got reason to believe that this... what's going on here... it's probably important, too."
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 20, 2009 17:31:19 GMT -5
Skyblast hasn't seen Unicron personally, but he's seen the news broadcast here, and that was plenty terrifying. The evil Rodimus Prime, the one who almost killed him, was also quite terrifying.
He doesn't go for a gun. He's already holding a blade. Skyblast figures out that it's a hologram before he gets around to using the blade for anything, however.
Skyblast confirms, "Optimus Prime's been leading the Autobots since... well, since Megatron started the Decepticons. Last I checked, our Optimus Prime was alive and well on Earth, but there's a time gap between our pull points."
Worrying, but he doesn't think too long on it.
He comments idly, "Well, we should be set if this Fallen guy shows up. We have three Primes here." He rubs his chin and muses, "Maybe we could just chuck Sentinel Prime at the Fallen and run?"
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Post by Jasper Stoneham on Aug 20, 2009 18:39:07 GMT -5
"No harm, no harm," Jetfire replies, waving one hand towards Prowl. "Never a bad thing to ask questions, lad. Can't learn if you don't ask. Can't learn, can't know, and not knowing gets you killed."
It's arguable whether or not Jetfire even listens to himself.
He reaches out with his cane, poking the empty space that the field had recently occupied experimentally before heaving himself to his feet, streamers of chute and lines still caught along his back.
"Well enough," he observes absently to Kup. "Doesn't make any difference if every space bridge I open just lands right back here, anyway. Not that I could for a bit anyway; too tired, no energy. Once someone figures out the way back, well, with us from two different times, shouldn't be any trick to drop us each back at the times we left, I suppose. Besides, the fleshling just might have made it to Egypt without me anyway. Probably a bit confused as to why he's there, since I hadn't translated all those runes stuck in his head, but he should be able to find someone else who speaks the Language of the Primes wo can transl--"
"Wait. Three Primes?" he interrupts himself, swinging himself around towards Skyblast again and leaning way down towards the much smaller jet. "Three?! Here?!"
He looks more than a little star-struck.
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Post by Springer on Aug 22, 2009 12:20:33 GMT -5
Springer nods at Kup as he points out the folly of curiosity in a situation like this. "Yeah, I oughta know better. Bit too easy to get caught up in it, though."
However, Springer does find himself having to stifle a laugh at Skyblast's suggestion, though it's cut short at Jetfire's enthusiasm. Springer then steps around to where he can be in Jetfire's view, and raises a hand. "Not to rain on your parade or anything, but like Kup said, things here can vary from where you're from. In this case, the things that come with being a Prime," he says, and motions to Prowl. "Two of those three Primes come from Prowl's reality, where Prime is a rank, and falls beneath the Supreme Commander. So...while we do have a Sentinel Prime and an Optimus Prime, they're not what you might expect. Now Rodimus, he's another matter..." he says, trailing off and glancing at Kup, somewhat passing the baton.
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Post by Prowl on Aug 23, 2009 15:06:14 GMT -5
Ah, more information about what's going on here. Prowl's optics brighten up just a bit as he listens, mostly speechless for what's going on. He never was much for talking anyway.
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Post by Kup on Aug 23, 2009 18:30:20 GMT -5
Kup could snap about people getting off topic again, but really, he has the explanation he wants, and it sounds like it's pretty important to clarify that Prime business for Jetfire.
"Rodimus," Kup starts, picking up where Springer left off, "is from a reality where the title 'Prime' is a singular title, and refers to the person who carries the Matrix of Leadership. I think his reality also calls it the Matrix of Creation. It carries the wisdom of the ancients, can grant someone who has an affinity for it a great deal of strength and power... and in his case, rebuilt him from the ground up to make him more mature, wiser... more, well, leaderish. They say it can be used to create new personality programs for empty shells, one of the ways they get new Transformers in that universe. As I understand it, folks from his reality believes it holds some of the concentrated essence of their god-creator, or whatever the heck it is."
Kup quiets and gazes at the spot where the hologram was. "Maybe not quite the same thing as Primes from your reality, but... sounds like it's something similar in, well... feel, anyway."
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Post by Wheelie (ROTF) on Aug 24, 2009 16:00:28 GMT -5
The mass of the parachute is endless. As much as he struggles, he seems unable to break through, to break free...And why did none of those idiots hear him? Sure, he's tiny and his voice is muffled by the fabric, but he could still hear what they were saying! Are they deaf, stupid, or both!? Oh wait, they said that they're Autobots, they're probably both.
Finally, he manages to escape to the outer layers of the parachute and an arm reaches out from underneath it, clutching at the ground and pulling a small blue body forward. As the tiny frame emerges a torrent of rather inappropriate human curse words can be heard by those paying attention, which is soon interrupted by the sound of shifting plates and an odd whirring sound as a tiny blue RC truck makes a run for the safety of the rocks.
He is going to do what he was already doing before Grampa Blackbird burst his chute: Hide among the rocks, wait until the crazy fraggers are gone and then get the hell out of there!
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Post by Nimbus Tsura on Aug 24, 2009 19:28:53 GMT -5
Skyblast has to add, "Rodimus Prime is really gorgeous, too! Blocky, I mean, but he has that classic flame look that really just screams 'Prime'! Nice reds, too, though they don't film well."
Yes, Jetfire clearly needs to know how handsome Rodimus Prime is.
Skyblast finally reabsorbs that energon blade and relaxes. He doesn't notice Wheelie, but then, Skyblast is not Mikaela and does not have awesome Warrior Goddess powers.
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Post by Jasper Stoneham on Aug 24, 2009 22:27:51 GMT -5
Jetfire is way too focused on what the others are explaining about the Primes to notice the incredibly tiny - to him - transformer struggling free near his feet.
"Raaannk?" he drawls thoughtfully, hand reaching up to stroke his "whiskers". "So, basically... Two wear the name, and the third is a Prime. Interesting..."
His attention darts down to Skyblast, though, and he seems to grin happily, either pleased with the description, or unphased by it. It's a little though to tell which. "But one is a Prime!" he repeats, smacking his fist into his other palm, cane dropping to the floor with a clatter. "So! Let's find Cybertron and fix this bloody mess!"
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Post by Springer on Aug 25, 2009 9:19:58 GMT -5
"Yeah, I suppose you could say it like that," Springer says to Jetfire's comment on two wearing and one being.
However, Springer does notice the curious small mass of metal wriggling out of Jetfire's parachute. He doesn't have Warrior Goddess powers, but he'll work with what he's got, following Wheelie into the rocks. "Hello, little blue truck?"
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Post by Prowl on Aug 25, 2009 12:41:56 GMT -5
It's easy for the cyber-ninja to notice things that aren't supposed to be there. He pulls out a shuriken and fans out its blades before holding up a hand. He noticed Wheelie possibly as soon as he started moving.
"Excuse me, sirs," he says before slinging the weapon just in front of Wheelie, preventing him from slinking off. "It appears we have another Decepticon in our midst."
"This one," he continues as he moves quietly, walking ahead of Springer and eying the small Transformer, "May not have such plain intentions."
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