OPENING LOG: Awakening

[re_alignedmods]

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.

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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.))

Comments

[raceme]

[Please no punching Blurr, he's not made to fight. He moves too fat to hit, anyway. No one knows what Primus was thinking when he came up with Megatron and no one dates to ask.

Blurr is confused as to why Noisy doesn't have an Autobot insignia but he's grateful the other bot is not really a Decepticon.] Might I ask what your designation? Your name?

[He's looking at Noisy Bot up and down when he notices that Glyph, is the same Blurr has on his arm,.] Wellthatsstrange.

[wakizashi_straight]

[In his experience, there's always a way to catch the fast ones. But without a handler to give him orders, he's not going to attack anyone. That would just be... well, rude.

His name. This is going to be a frequent problem, he has a feeling. The most he can offer is pointing to the kanji across his shoulders and chest. Without an announcer he's woefully unable to respond. Though Blurr's apparent interest in that new symbol on his shoulder catches his attention. Noisy reaches and lightly taps one forearm on Blurr's shoulder when he finds the same symbol. We match!]

[raceme]

[You need to be a bastard son of a glitch like Shockwave and use moving walls :|

Blurr sees the kanjis but doesn't quite connect that with his name, sorry Noisy.] Is your voice box broken? Is aw that happen to some bots before but usually mechs like Wheeljack and Perceptor had no problems fixing those.

[He nods and smiles slightly.] Yeah they are the same it could explain why are we here if we can only figure out how we got those.

[wakizashi_straight]

[That kind of behavior is illegal in the ring and, thanks to his programming, he is incapable of it.

Noisy Boy shakes his head, then lifts his chin and lightly taps the space between the most prominent pistons there. Not damaged - he just doesn't have one.

Though he nods at the suggestion that they might be able to figure out things if they can figure out the symbols.]

[raceme]

[Blurr never heard of robots fighting in rings before but it sounds a lot like the gladiatorial games and he wouldn't approve of those :< Mech being destroyed is a NO NO in his books.]

Ah I see you remind me a bit of my friend Dugbase he barely talks to and when he does it's usually very short sentences I wonder if he's around here too it would be nice to find a familiar face and perhaps he would know where I can find Ultra Magnus.

[The blue mech looks slightly worried and stares at the symbols again. If only he knew what those mean.]

[wakizashi_straight]

[If he could he would have been explaining all of this already - after all, it might have calmed the panicky orange and white one down - but he can't. It's hard to get 'boxing' across without someone to say the combos.

Two more names, neither of which he recognizes. He tilts his head slightly then shakes it - the closest he gets to a shrug. He doesn't know if those bots are here. Or what the symbols mean, really.]

[raceme]

[A, ratchet uh? yeah he wouldn't approve of boxing either, if the Ratchet here is anything like the bot Blurr met.

He slumps his shoulders slightly.] Lookslikeweareoutofluck.

[wakizashi_straight]

[The poor bot freaked a little bit. Noisy Boy felt sorry for the guy, really. This is just how he is.

He tilts his head slightly, then reaches up to pat Blurr on the shoulder with his forearm. Don't lose hope, there. Something has to help.]

[raceme]

[Noisy boy also have the bad luck of meeting all the nervous bots too.

Blurr gives him a smile back in return for that. He understood. ] I guess I should keep looking around to see if I can find a way out or someone to explain us what is going on I will come back to you once I figure out things.

[wakizashi_straight]

[Nervous isn't much of a problem for Noisy, in the same way that angry isn't. He's a calm sort of guy.

He nods slightly. Blurr will come find him if anything comes up. Got it. He will do some exploring of his own in the meantime. If his handler or his handler's son is here... he has to find them.]

[raceme]

[Thant's good, someone needs to stay cam to balance things. BLurr salutes him and smiles again before leaving. If he figures a way out of here he will be back, he made a promise.]