Post by Emirate Xaaron on Nov 22, 2007 21:29:33 GMT -5
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In the beginning, there was the void, the shattered remnant of a devoured universe. From it, gods arose, and the gods warred. Two were Primus, the Lord of the Light Gods, and Unicron, the Dark God of Chaos. Primus tricked Unicron and trapped him in the corporeal shell of an asteroid, at the cost of being similarly trapped. Unicron fashioned his asteroid shell into a transforming world. Primus, seeing this, spun off children from His own body, tiny compared to Unicron but possessing the same capacity to transform. So the Transformers were born. Primus charged His children with the fight against Unicron and granted them the Matrix to assist in this war. The Transformers were but a young species, unready for the final battle, and Primus drifted off into a deep slumber so that Unicron would not find Him and left His children to grow as they would.
This is one creation story. It has fallen out of favour. Many now believe that we developed from naturally occurring gears and pulleys - amechanogensis. Many have no time to consider our origin at all and merely accept that we are, and we must fight. Either way, we flourished and multiplied. City states spread across Cybertron: Kalis, Iacon, Vos, Tyrest, Tarn, Stanix, Polyhex, and others. Each had its own method of rule, and all answered to the Overlord, a title passed down from generation to generation. Energy levels began to taper off. Iacon, ruled by a Council of Elders to which I belonged tried to distributed energy to the worse off city states and improve the quality of life. Vos and Tarn hoarded their energy and kept standing armies. I could see that the peace would not last forever, and giving our energy away as we were, we would be weak when war did come. The people we helped would not be there to back us up in time of trouble. Still, this state persisted. War started shortly after Tarn and Vos annihilated each other and the Overlord died. A gladiator named Megatron rallied the dispossessed of Vos and Tarn and even recruited the city state's former leaders, Starscream and Shockwave, to his cause. They became the Decepticons.
The Decepticons marched on Iacon, and used to peace a we were, we stood little chance. To deal with the military problem, I urged the council to appoint a military leader for the army: Optimus Prime. He took charge of the Autobot army and turned around the war. Barely a thousand years into the war, he took some of his forces into space on the Ark in clear an asteroid field that threatened Cybertron. Megatron and his men ambushed Optimus Prime's ship, and both crews were lost in space for four million years.
The four million years did not pass unmarked. A new warlord, Trannis, rallied the Decepticons. The rest of the Council wished to surrender to him when he marched on Iacon. I disagreed and went underground with a hundred Autobots who also saw the folly of surrender to the Decepticons. Above, Trannis thanked the Council for their surrender and then executed to the lot of them.
I took charge of the war then. I grew my forces slowly, leading guerilla strikes against the Decepticons. In time, my men even grew so bold as to fight the Decepticons openly, and we killed even Trannis. Unfortunately, the Decepticons, dissatisfied with their leader, had been planning much the same. Straxus rose from the ashes, worse than Trannis ever was. My forces were scattered, and it was time to rebuild again.
In time, word came that the lost had been found far away, on a small blue planet called Earth. By Terran reckoning, the year was 1984 when they awoke. Communications were poor, and rumours ran rampant. I planned for Operation: Volcano, a plan to take out the Decepticons' Ten Deadliest Killers and strike a blow to their morale and overall effectiveness. I, the leader of the rebellion, would be the bait, and the Wreckers, a crack squad of Autobot commandos, and Ultra Magnus would swoop in to take out the Ten. All proceeded apace when the Matrix Flame, a sacred artefact that shows the state of the Matrix and its bearer, flickered out. Transformers from an alternate future jumped into our present and caused a right mess, it would later turn out. I'm sure Rodimus Prime could tell you more about this matter. Afraid that Optimus Prime had perished, we were forced to send Ultra Magnus to Earth. Without Ultra Magnus, Operation: Volcano very nearly did not proceed. Three new-built Triple-Changers, Transformers with two alternate modes rather than one, were able to fill in for Ultra Magnus. Unfortunately, the Ten were recalled to Earth. Only one remained. He killed Impactor, leader of the Wreckers and one of my dearest friends. The assassin did not live long.
Optimus Prime did indeed survive, and he returned to Cybertron for a time. We nearly executed him, thinking him a fake, but he proved himself to be true. The war was split between Cybertron and Earth and occasionally parts of space. Offworld, command of the Autobots was variable, but I continued to lead the rebellion on Cybertron. To explain everything that happened on both fronts would take a team of military historians. I'll hit the most important parts.
I will note that there were humans on Earth who opposed our war and hunted and deactivated our kind mercilessly, ignoring the badges that we wore.
Optimus Prime died. Fortress Maximus and his men, trying to escape the war, landed on a world called Nebulos. As a gesture of peace to the Nebulans, some of them tore off their heads and gave them to the locals. Scorponok and his band hounded Fortress Maximus to Nebulos and restarted the war there. Some from both sides gave their heads to Nebulans, gaining transforming heads with Nebulans inside. Some gave their guns and became Targetmasters. Later and for other reasons, Powermasters with transforming engines would be developed. We Transformers took our war from Nebulos, leaving it to rebuild. Earth was not so lucky. Optimus Prime returned to life thanks to help from the Nebulans, but his previous body, the Matrix included, had been shot into space when he died, thereby misplacing the Matrix. Please, if your Optimus Prime ever dies, don't shoot his body into space. It just causes trouble.
My Cybertron had underground engines that could convert it into a spaceship. They don't work. Meddling with them has the possibility of blowing up the whole planet. The Wrecker, Ultra Magnus, the Sparkler Minibots, and I had to deal with a mad scientist who was trying to start the engines and had created a force of zombies to stop anyone who opposed his crackpot vision.
Transformers from our alternate future again jumped to our present and generally played havoc with the time stream. Meanwhile, the Underbase, a massive store of power and information that Optimus Prime had launched into space to prevent it from falling into Decepticon hands, was headed toward Earth and was going to destroy it. Starscream intercepted it, absorbed its power, and killed half of both forces before exploding. He later returned as a zombie and then as fully alive. Long and short of it, Starscream does not die easily, and it's a bad idea to let him near large amounts of power. Due to the Time Wars, reality nearly came unhinged. Part of it was that Shockwave had Cyclonus killed before he was created.
We developed the Micromasters to help conserve fuel and also to better infiltrate Decepticon installations. The Decepticons captured and tortured a number of Micromasters, thereby gaining the technology for themselves. A few of the demons that Primus locked away1 escaped. Demons are several times taller than a Transformer, and conventional energy weapons just feed them. One verified kill method is overloading them with too much energy, however.
A transtime portal malfunction landed a group of Transformers right next to the face of Primus2. Unfortunately, they shot him and woke him up just long enough for Unicron to hear his scream. Faced with the threat of Unicron, Optimus Prime surrendered to the Decepticons. I did not. Unicron's herald, Galvatron, came hunting. I would have stayed to fight, but my troops ushered me below. He hounded me into the tunnels and revealed that he defied his master and anted Unicron dead as much as any of us, if for the wrong reasons. I went deeper in, the Unicronian at my back. I fell on my knees before Primus and prayed.
I ended up here.
1 Didn't he say that Primus was only one theory? One does wonder where demons came from if Primus wasn't involved.
2 Take that, amechanogenesis believers.
In the beginning, there was the void, the shattered remnant of a devoured universe. From it, gods arose, and the gods warred. Two were Primus, the Lord of the Light Gods, and Unicron, the Dark God of Chaos. Primus tricked Unicron and trapped him in the corporeal shell of an asteroid, at the cost of being similarly trapped. Unicron fashioned his asteroid shell into a transforming world. Primus, seeing this, spun off children from His own body, tiny compared to Unicron but possessing the same capacity to transform. So the Transformers were born. Primus charged His children with the fight against Unicron and granted them the Matrix to assist in this war. The Transformers were but a young species, unready for the final battle, and Primus drifted off into a deep slumber so that Unicron would not find Him and left His children to grow as they would.
This is one creation story. It has fallen out of favour. Many now believe that we developed from naturally occurring gears and pulleys - amechanogensis. Many have no time to consider our origin at all and merely accept that we are, and we must fight. Either way, we flourished and multiplied. City states spread across Cybertron: Kalis, Iacon, Vos, Tyrest, Tarn, Stanix, Polyhex, and others. Each had its own method of rule, and all answered to the Overlord, a title passed down from generation to generation. Energy levels began to taper off. Iacon, ruled by a Council of Elders to which I belonged tried to distributed energy to the worse off city states and improve the quality of life. Vos and Tarn hoarded their energy and kept standing armies. I could see that the peace would not last forever, and giving our energy away as we were, we would be weak when war did come. The people we helped would not be there to back us up in time of trouble. Still, this state persisted. War started shortly after Tarn and Vos annihilated each other and the Overlord died. A gladiator named Megatron rallied the dispossessed of Vos and Tarn and even recruited the city state's former leaders, Starscream and Shockwave, to his cause. They became the Decepticons.
The Decepticons marched on Iacon, and used to peace a we were, we stood little chance. To deal with the military problem, I urged the council to appoint a military leader for the army: Optimus Prime. He took charge of the Autobot army and turned around the war. Barely a thousand years into the war, he took some of his forces into space on the Ark in clear an asteroid field that threatened Cybertron. Megatron and his men ambushed Optimus Prime's ship, and both crews were lost in space for four million years.
The four million years did not pass unmarked. A new warlord, Trannis, rallied the Decepticons. The rest of the Council wished to surrender to him when he marched on Iacon. I disagreed and went underground with a hundred Autobots who also saw the folly of surrender to the Decepticons. Above, Trannis thanked the Council for their surrender and then executed to the lot of them.
I took charge of the war then. I grew my forces slowly, leading guerilla strikes against the Decepticons. In time, my men even grew so bold as to fight the Decepticons openly, and we killed even Trannis. Unfortunately, the Decepticons, dissatisfied with their leader, had been planning much the same. Straxus rose from the ashes, worse than Trannis ever was. My forces were scattered, and it was time to rebuild again.
In time, word came that the lost had been found far away, on a small blue planet called Earth. By Terran reckoning, the year was 1984 when they awoke. Communications were poor, and rumours ran rampant. I planned for Operation: Volcano, a plan to take out the Decepticons' Ten Deadliest Killers and strike a blow to their morale and overall effectiveness. I, the leader of the rebellion, would be the bait, and the Wreckers, a crack squad of Autobot commandos, and Ultra Magnus would swoop in to take out the Ten. All proceeded apace when the Matrix Flame, a sacred artefact that shows the state of the Matrix and its bearer, flickered out. Transformers from an alternate future jumped into our present and caused a right mess, it would later turn out. I'm sure Rodimus Prime could tell you more about this matter. Afraid that Optimus Prime had perished, we were forced to send Ultra Magnus to Earth. Without Ultra Magnus, Operation: Volcano very nearly did not proceed. Three new-built Triple-Changers, Transformers with two alternate modes rather than one, were able to fill in for Ultra Magnus. Unfortunately, the Ten were recalled to Earth. Only one remained. He killed Impactor, leader of the Wreckers and one of my dearest friends. The assassin did not live long.
Optimus Prime did indeed survive, and he returned to Cybertron for a time. We nearly executed him, thinking him a fake, but he proved himself to be true. The war was split between Cybertron and Earth and occasionally parts of space. Offworld, command of the Autobots was variable, but I continued to lead the rebellion on Cybertron. To explain everything that happened on both fronts would take a team of military historians. I'll hit the most important parts.
I will note that there were humans on Earth who opposed our war and hunted and deactivated our kind mercilessly, ignoring the badges that we wore.
Optimus Prime died. Fortress Maximus and his men, trying to escape the war, landed on a world called Nebulos. As a gesture of peace to the Nebulans, some of them tore off their heads and gave them to the locals. Scorponok and his band hounded Fortress Maximus to Nebulos and restarted the war there. Some from both sides gave their heads to Nebulans, gaining transforming heads with Nebulans inside. Some gave their guns and became Targetmasters. Later and for other reasons, Powermasters with transforming engines would be developed. We Transformers took our war from Nebulos, leaving it to rebuild. Earth was not so lucky. Optimus Prime returned to life thanks to help from the Nebulans, but his previous body, the Matrix included, had been shot into space when he died, thereby misplacing the Matrix. Please, if your Optimus Prime ever dies, don't shoot his body into space. It just causes trouble.
My Cybertron had underground engines that could convert it into a spaceship. They don't work. Meddling with them has the possibility of blowing up the whole planet. The Wrecker, Ultra Magnus, the Sparkler Minibots, and I had to deal with a mad scientist who was trying to start the engines and had created a force of zombies to stop anyone who opposed his crackpot vision.
Transformers from our alternate future again jumped to our present and generally played havoc with the time stream. Meanwhile, the Underbase, a massive store of power and information that Optimus Prime had launched into space to prevent it from falling into Decepticon hands, was headed toward Earth and was going to destroy it. Starscream intercepted it, absorbed its power, and killed half of both forces before exploding. He later returned as a zombie and then as fully alive. Long and short of it, Starscream does not die easily, and it's a bad idea to let him near large amounts of power. Due to the Time Wars, reality nearly came unhinged. Part of it was that Shockwave had Cyclonus killed before he was created.
We developed the Micromasters to help conserve fuel and also to better infiltrate Decepticon installations. The Decepticons captured and tortured a number of Micromasters, thereby gaining the technology for themselves. A few of the demons that Primus locked away1 escaped. Demons are several times taller than a Transformer, and conventional energy weapons just feed them. One verified kill method is overloading them with too much energy, however.
A transtime portal malfunction landed a group of Transformers right next to the face of Primus2. Unfortunately, they shot him and woke him up just long enough for Unicron to hear his scream. Faced with the threat of Unicron, Optimus Prime surrendered to the Decepticons. I did not. Unicron's herald, Galvatron, came hunting. I would have stayed to fight, but my troops ushered me below. He hounded me into the tunnels and revealed that he defied his master and anted Unicron dead as much as any of us, if for the wrong reasons. I went deeper in, the Unicronian at my back. I fell on my knees before Primus and prayed.
I ended up here.
1 Didn't he say that Primus was only one theory? One does wonder where demons came from if Primus wasn't involved.
2 Take that, amechanogenesis believers.