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re_alignment_logs2012-06-21 04:54 pm
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Entry tags:
- !npc | alpha trion,
- !npc | liege maximo,
- !npc | megatronus prime,
- !npc | nexus prime,
- !npc | prima,
- !npc | solus prime,
- !npc | vector prime,
- !open,
- brave police: j-decker | deckard,
- brave police: j-decker | gunmax,
- brave police: j-decker | mccrane,
- kingdom hearts | ventus,
- tf: animated | blurr,
- tf: animated | sari,
- tf: classics | elita one,
- tf: dreamwave | jetfire (crau),
- tf: dreamwave | starscream (crau),
- tf: idw | drift,
- tf: idw | wing,
- tf: prime | breakdown,
- tf: prime | knock out,
- tf: prime | ratchet,
- ✘ 9 | 4,
- ✘ batman: 90s animated | annie,
- ✘ kingdom hearts | luxord,
- ✘ legend of korra | korra,
- ✘ megamind | megamind,
- ✘ real steel | noisy boy,
- ✘ star wars | darth malgus,
- ✘ tf: animated | blackarachnia,
- ✘ tf: animated | optimus prime,
- ✘ tf: animated | prowl,
- ✘ tf: animated | slipstream,
- ✘ tf: animated | starscream,
- ✘ tf: animated | swindle,
- ✘ tf: bayverse | shockwave/driller,
- ✘ tf: beast wars | dinobot,
- ✘ tf: idw | optimus prime (crau),
- ✘ tf: idw | pharma,
- ✘ tf: prime | raf esquivel,
- ✘ tf: prime | starscream,
- ✘ tf: prime | wheeljack,
- ✘ yu-gi-oh! zexal | v
OPENING LOG: Awakening
WHO: Everybody!
WHERE: The Junk Pile.
WHEN: Right here, right now.
WHAT: Game opening! Our Heroes find themselves in a strange place not of their own world, however familiar (or not) it may be.
Consciousness is slow, and a struggle to obtain. The moments before darkness are hazy enough; a great vertigo, a twisting, and then, falling. Falling for what seemed like forever. And when you are finally aware of your surroundings, it is most decidedly not where you came from.
Instead, you are now in what appears to be a wasteland. A wasteland...of junk. Debris as far as you can see, heaped in mini-mountains that offer only so good of a view of the world around you. Perhaps in the distance, you can make out some flatter land, perhaps you can just make out what looks like a crevice - but it's difficult at best. The light here is all wrong, the two greatest sources being a white line in the alien sky that doesn't so much give off light as simply have it - and something in the south that glows like a setting sun.
You may or may not notice it at first, but you, too, have something alien - something on your arm, more likely than not. A marking that glows softly, but offers no clue as to how it got there - no pain, no sensitivity. It's simply there, as you are here.
So.
Now what?
((OOC: This is it, you guys! Have a blast! Please remember to keep everything under the first thread for now; we'll be adding the Firstforged in in a little bit...
OKAY There is now a second thread to post in! Feel free to make new threads there to react to the arrival of the Firstforged, or respond directly to the Firstforged themselves.))
WHERE: The Junk Pile.
WHEN: Right here, right now.
WHAT: Game opening! Our Heroes find themselves in a strange place not of their own world, however familiar (or not) it may be.
Consciousness is slow, and a struggle to obtain. The moments before darkness are hazy enough; a great vertigo, a twisting, and then, falling. Falling for what seemed like forever. And when you are finally aware of your surroundings, it is most decidedly not where you came from.
Instead, you are now in what appears to be a wasteland. A wasteland...of junk. Debris as far as you can see, heaped in mini-mountains that offer only so good of a view of the world around you. Perhaps in the distance, you can make out some flatter land, perhaps you can just make out what looks like a crevice - but it's difficult at best. The light here is all wrong, the two greatest sources being a white line in the alien sky that doesn't so much give off light as simply have it - and something in the south that glows like a setting sun.
You may or may not notice it at first, but you, too, have something alien - something on your arm, more likely than not. A marking that glows softly, but offers no clue as to how it got there - no pain, no sensitivity. It's simply there, as you are here.
So.
Now what?
((OOC: This is it, you guys! Have a blast! Please remember to keep everything under the first thread for now; we'll be adding the Firstforged in in a little bit...
OKAY There is now a second thread to post in! Feel free to make new threads there to react to the arrival of the Firstforged, or respond directly to the Firstforged themselves.))
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The hand at her back is still comforting despite all that, but it wasn't enough just yet to keep her from from crying all over Prowl's leg.
"There was that b-big bot, Omega Supreme, and you were all fighting the D-Decepticons, and then my dad..."
He lied. He lied about everything.
Sari choked up again, automatically moving to shield her injured arm under her chest and against Prowl's leg as she hiccuped through her tears.
"I don't know w-what's going on!"
gonna time this to after speaking to Trion so that Prowl's calm and has a place to take her, k?
From the past.
That has occurred, long ago. She has not -- upgraded. Not like she had. Well, if he could come from death, he is certain the forces of this world could certainly bring Sari from another time.
"We've been taken by an unknown force, Sari. There's no need to fear." At least, even with his own upgrade, that he looked very much like himself still,that he was still recognizable. "I promise you: it'll be alright. At home, and-- here."
It gave him a tiny spark of hope, though; that he was from her future meant that at some point, she would return, and live out her life. Safely. Good.
Um no can do? I timed her post to before their arrival. :o I am the slowest
"B-but...then, where are we? Where are Bumblebee and Bulkhead and everyone else?"
we can be timey~wimey if necessary?
But his primary concern was to find her someplace safe. If he was to go outriding and discover where they were or if there were hostiles near by-- well, the last thing she wanted to be was unprotected on his seat, or even in his open sidecar.
And her lack of upgrade-- her speech-- gave him new problems. She was from before his death; before he took on Yoketron's helm permanently, and upgraded himself. Prowl was a student become a master in his own right, and that...
Well, it might be hard to explain while she was bawling her eyes out. "ThaT" being "anything just mentioned".
"We need to find you some shelter, Sari."
SOMETHING UNSPECIFIC lol
It took some effort and a number of hiccups, but she was slowly regaining control and calming down. Finishing with blowing her nose on her sleeve, she reached up expectantly, silently demanding a lift up.
"I-Is there anyone else here at all?"
timey wimey wimey wimey~~
"Blurr," he says. "But that's all. An there are some 'bots here I don't recognize..." and some that, he's certain, must be decepticons. But they haven't made any violent moves. If laying down and dying has Prowl anything, it's that patience till the end may be a better tactic than attempting to immediately engage. He is in no rush to die twice.