All of what happens, tonight is where it ends [OPEN]

[youdiedagain]

WHO: Sissel and YOU

WHERE: Alpha Trion Quadrant, by the graveyard

WHEN Christmas Eve

WHAT: Sissel makes/visits his own grave for the anniversary of his death.

WARNINGS: None I don't think...

Alpha Trion's quadrant was definitely peaceful enough to have a cemetery.  It was fitting.  The lake was a nice 'view' for those at rest, it had an attractive landscape, and it seemed to be the one place everyone could come to think.  Sissel was starting to find that out now.  He walked towards the gravestones, holding something in his hands.  Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a large rock, not as large as the ones that served as gravestones, but enough for it to work.

Work for what, you ask?  Well, he finds an 'open plot', and sets it down (I guess ghosts are pretty strong), making sure it's facing the same way as the others.  When he steps away, it reveals itself to be a headstone itself...

Sissel.

That was all it said. After all, he didn't have a date of his birth or anything. Just that he died on this day.  With that, he takes a seat, looking at it for a long while, as if he could make something come of it if he concentrated hard enough.  He had all day, after all.  It was HIS anniversary. 


And if he had one Christmas wish, it'd be to remember...anything.

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[raceme]

"That sounds hard... I'm sorry." Blurr is silent for a few moments.

"Have you talked with the FirstForged? Per-haps they could fix it AFTER ALL they can revive people."

[youdiedagain]

...!

He looks up at Blurr, his eyes almost peeking over his sunglasses. Could they?...

"You really think they could? I mean...technically this body was made for me to use."

He gestures to the giant hole in his chest, right around the heart area where a blue glowing flame is. "This is actually me. I'm just...powering this body, I guess."

The rest of the body seems to be robotic in nature with prosthetic skin.

[raceme]

Blurr blinks and stares at the man's chest. The light reminded him of his own spark. He figured that the blue flame was indeed Sissel's soul.

"I think it's worth a try. I MEAN you have nothing else to lose, right? And it could really help you. I suggest talking with the Firstforget you are linked too _{they since to have more power} over those who wear their mark.

[youdiedagain]

"I'll contact him as soon as I can..."

A FirstForged reverting the effects of death? Could it really work? "Vector then. Vector Prime."

[raceme]

"Vector?" Well, would you look at that. They have the same FirstForgued. Blurr should have noticed sooner, really. He moves to show Sissel his arm, there's a really shinny (and quite big now) golden tattoo.

"I'mfamiliarwithhim."

[youdiedagain]

Sissel's shocked, looking at it and then trailing his gaze back up to the robot's face.

"Fellow aligned, huh?"

That gets a smile out of him.

"Sissel."

He holds out a hand.

[raceme]

Blurr shakes it with a smile too. "Name's Blurr." Now he understands the name on that headstone.

"So, Sissel, with the perspective or perhaps being a ghost no more in the future what if we go somewhere else to really celebrate that? I'm quite sure we can find something to do or to drink on the bar." Being here will do you no good.

[youdiedagain]

Just hearing that...it just brings a smile to his face. He could be alive...he really could. Granted it was a snowball's chance, but that had been his afterlife before he came here. Everything was a snowball's chance.

"I could use a celebration. I can't exactly drink at the moment, but I could come with."

[raceme]

It might be just a tiny possibility, but a possibility nonetheless. Blurr smiles, looks around and then back down to the man.

"It looks like I'm not needed here either so we CAN go now. I could drive you."

[youdiedagain]

"A chauffeur? It must be my birthday."

An odd bit of humor, but he's smiling, so that's a plus! He gets to his feet, dusting off his suit before stuffing those hands in his pockets.

"I'd appreciate it."

[raceme]

"All for you." Blurr leans forward and smiles back. Then he changes back to car mode and opens one of the doors.

[youdiedagain]

Sissel's used to the car transformation thanks to Dead End, but this is a new one. It's much more streamlined, obviously meant for speed. He gets inside, slowly shutting the door and looking around.

"Pretty fancy, if I say so myself."

There's...a hint of a smirk there.

[raceme]

Blurr is all about sleek lines and pointy bits to minimize air resistance. His engine rumbles as he chuckles.

"I'm like that every once and then. Ready?" Let's hope the answer is yes because he's speeding up. There's music and drinks waiting for them.

[youdiedagain]

"Ready as I'll ever be."

He situates himself into that seat, taking a peek around. It was definitely different than Dead End.

"You're the head of the Police force, right?"

[raceme]

[He got a comfy interior. He's really proud of it.]


YesIam! I thought that an organization like that _could be helpful here.

[youdiedagain]

You don't mind if he takes his coat off, right Blurr? He feels the heat better without it on, and he's a sucker for that touch. It's all he's got.

"You're right. The police are a good thing to have in a place like this.

Any place, really."

[raceme]

[Not all all. He wouldn't even mind if you took off all your clothes. He doesn't quite understand why humans wear those all the time.]

I think so too, I know that not everyone likes it _{but we all are} trying our best to keep things safe.

[youdiedagain]

[If you brought it up, he'd question it too. He just assumed it was to keep warm.]

It works, for the most part. But then again, I don't know your law enforcement methods. I barely know the ones from where I come from.

[Just that people arrest people.]

[raceme]

[You are a curious individual, Sissel.]

I can send you some information to your communication explaining how it works, it's a bit long. [And you don't want a lecture about the Tyrest Accord, Blurr is sure about that. He got it from Magnus.]

[youdiedagain]

I'm okay, Blurr. I'd love to skim it--


But I can't read.

[raceme]

What? No? Really?

I could teach you. I can speak and read many languages.

[youdiedagain]

You'd...do that?

[He really needed to learn, since texting was a thing on this planet.]

That'd...really help. I can't believe I forgot how to read. It's slightly embarrassing.

[raceme]

[His engine revs.]

OF COURSE! It will be fun, you see.

Forgot? How so?

[youdiedagain]

[There's a smile on his face. Someone to teach him to read...it was more than he could EVER ask for.]

Oh I bet. It'll definitely help me. I just see symbols but...I have no idea what they mean.

...

Well, when I woke up dead, my memory was gone. I guess that included my ability to read.

[raceme]

[A cybertronian teaching a human how to read. That would be interesting.]

You must be missing a lot of the communications from the comm link then. Any idea what language you would like to learn? Japanese? English, Spanish...?

Oh, that's awful. Is there anything else you need to learn again?