[Open - Communal] Meet 'n' Greet!

[winged_knight]

WHO: Anyone! Hosted by Wing, Vectorians especially encouraged.
WHERE: One of the larger upper platforms in Vector Prime's Quadrant.
WHEN: Now
WHAT: Mixer for Vectorians and general social gathering for everyone.
WARNINGS: None yet. (But there's booze so...at the very least there might be bad karaoke)

Upon entering Vector Prime's domain it's obvious that things are a foot. The typically serene atmosphere is enlivened with notes of music and the murmur of voices punctuated by the occasional bubble of laughter that filters down from the upper heights, a soft glow of illuminating one of the larger platforms with a structure built on it. Colorful streamers fly from crystalline light poles, marking the way through the various crystal bridges and small platforms, until one reaches the large terrace on which the gathering is situated.

A large pavilion-like structure, enclosed on two sides but otherwise open to a majestic view of the gorge and beyond, shelters the bulk of the gathering. Its roof is several stories tall, enough to accommodate their First Forged benefactor should he choose to join them, and what could be considered a dance floor sprawls off to the side. The platform edges have been lined with a railing here unlike most of the others, to waylay any highgrade assisted trips into the gorge itself. Along another wall, nearest the open area, speakers and other equipment have been setup to provide music and other entertainment. One of Vector Prime's Acolytes greets newcomers with a simple nod, and may later be seen looking after the replenishent of refreshments as needed.

Tables of typical Cybertronian height line one wall, where tapped cylinders of softly glowing energon, both standard and highgrade, sit alongside cubes waiting to be filled. Various pieces of make-shift seating suitable to the average mech are scattered around. Central to the pavilion is a wide raised platform, about waist height to the average Cybertronian, designed to allow the shorter attendees to converse with their taller robotic fellows at eye level. Human scale ladders allow access to and from the floor, and occupying the platform is a buffet table accompanied by several mis-matched chairs.

The buffet table is covered with an eclectic assortment of refreshments and serving implements more suitable to organics, mostly non-perishable pantry type goods, (you can be certain there's Twinkies!) along with a odd collection of various alcohols including a bottle or two of whiskey. At the end of one table sits an old refrigerator on its back, now tasked with being a simple ice box, filled entirely with chunks of clean snow and ice from Liege Maximo's quadrant. Accompanying it are wax paper cups and a pitcher of fruity syrup that smells reminiscent of Kool-Aid. (make yourself a snow cone!)

The pavilion is attached to a larger building, two doors at the rear of the pavilion each lead to two separate rooms. One that appears to be in use for the storage of unused supplies and materials while the other is filled with makeshift seating of various sizes, creating a more relaxed atmosphere. To the rear there is access to a second floor, the rooms of which appear to be currently unused.

Barricade and Soundwave have agreed to provide musical entertainment for the evening.

Miko may play some guitar for us if we can find a way to power her amp.

Wing will perform a traditional narrative sword kata with some musical accompaniment.

Vector Prime himself may make an appearance at some point as well.

((---This is COMMUNAL log and designed to be a mixer, so post to note your attendance and then tag around!---))

((If you'd like to do a game, performance or other activity feel free to make a post for it and let me know, then I'll highlight it here.))

((I tried to set a foundation for the scene but leave a lot of stuff open, so feel free to embellish where you like. We have access to pretty much anything that's mundane though likely it comes from the Junk Pile. Feel free to have your character bring something if they want.))

Comments

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade is only slightly late, as is fashionable... or he'd already been there and had been quietly checking the stereo equipment to see if it was compatible with his stereo's outputs. Which, thankfully, a couple were. He's saving the big entrance for Soundwave, just this once.

In the meantime though, he'll grab a cube or two and schmooze a bit. That's the idea of this whole get-together, isn't it? Get in touch with other folks around here.

Maybe make a little trouble while he's at it. The usual.

[raceme]

Blurr already had a couple of high grade energon drinks courtesy of Wing and Wheeljack, they were fantastic horrible influences. He spotted Barricade and while he was still wary of the other mech he was also curious. The drinks helped to make Blurr feel more relaxed, though. He approached the former Decepticon with a small smile, it never hurt to be polite.

"HelloBarricadesIwasn'texpectingyouhere."

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade recognizes Blurr quickly enough from their conversation, though he seems... less wary than when they spoke. For now he's sticking to standard grade himself, but he's more than friendly enough to compensate. And has enough experince with fast-talkers to understand the flurry of words. He chuckles.

"I'm not the kinda mech to miss a party, Blurr~. Besides, I offered to bring music."

[raceme]

The high energon helped a lot with his social awkwardness. He's still awkward as hell, but he's less worried about embarrassing himself.

"It's really the first time I am part of this sort of gatherings I was really nervous at first but I think it's rather fun OH MUSIC I like music I listened to it when I was on Earth Whatsortofmusicareyouplaying?"

[namesnotprowl]

Awkward is nothing that Barricade hasn't dealt with before. Considering he's had his own moments with it, and all. Barricade is the least worried.

"Don't go to parties much? That's a shame; they are rather fun. And I'm mostly playing stuff I picked up on Earth; lot of tunes to dance to."

[raceme]

At least someone isn't, that's a relief.

"More like never. I worked a lot and I worked alone. Secret Agent and all that. I spent most of my life undercover. I recorded some of the music from the radio it's added to my data bank now. SO you are good at working with this sort of equipment?"

He has no idea what you used to do back in your world, Barricade. mind to fill him in?

[namesnotprowl]

"Now that is incredibly unfortunate. Everyone ought to've been to at least one party in their lives. Someone should make that a rule. And I know a little. Never really worked with it myself before, but I've got corresponding ports to jack some of the speakers into."

He hopes it works at least. Barricade doesn't willing plug things into himself often. Or at all, really.

[raceme]

"It's a good thing I got invited to that one then everybodyhereisbeingnice." Which is new to him because he worked with sentinel Prime and you can't be a bigger douchebag than him unless your name's Starscream.

"Jack them...? Oh." Yeah Blurr is not fond of that either. Mostly because he's worried that his processor could fry the other's engines.

[namesnotprowl]

"... it's different with equipment like this. Not the same set of ports or the same result. Or the same purpose." Because it doesn't require the use of his own cables or feeling some kind of feedback from the other one involved.

And it's not a ship. He's so glad it's not a ship.

"And I'd sure hope everyone here is bein' nice. New place, it's better to be friends than enemies."

[winged_knight]

Wing's been admittedly eager about meeting this mech, given their conversations thus far have been quite amicable. He's not quite what Wing's expecting. Dark and very... spiky. (Not that Wing is one to talk about being spiky, Barricade's is just an altogether different kind of spiky.) Obviously this mech came from yet another universe where Cybertoniran evolution had been slightly different.

"Barricade! It's good to meet you face to face! Thank you for coming and spicing things up as well." He means music of course, but it's not a real party without some level of mischief right?

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade has learned to expect the unexpected from places like this, and Wing is no exception, really. Though he thinks he can guess the other mech's original timestream with some amount of accuracy. Spikey but more melded plating than his own dimension; one of the timestreams that had been easiest to repair for him, early on.

"And you'd be Wing, then. Have t'say you did a good job with the party, looks great. Glad I could add a touch more spice to it, though~" Vaguely said, because he's hardly done yet. Music isn't the only thing he does, after all.

[inferiordude]

"'CADE."

And then Soundwave pretty much tackled and crushed Barricade into a big hug. Yeah, as if he hasn't seen him in ages.

No, he's just really happy to see the other mech.

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade hears him coming but the hug is still a surprise. He practically chirps, though it gives way to a laugh and he extracts his arms just enough to reciprocate.

"Soundwave! Heard you were gonna be here, mech!"

[inferiordude]

There's a lot of relief in him. Although he really wouldn't expect it from Barricade, Soundwave is aware he can be a tad needy in regards to the physical contact. It's a bit tough, ending up in a new place, with familiar faces either having no idea who he is, looking at him in hate for confusing him with someone else, or just brand new faces he doesn't know at all.

It's good to have Barricade here and he, quite frankly, is not sure what he would do without him right now.

"You too, actually! Wing said as much. Been doin' okay, dude?"

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade, in spite of appearances, is a very contact-oriented sort. He likes touching. Though being brought here pulled the rug out from under him as far as a social circle... and politeness suggests he should keep his claws to himself around here. Soundwave being here means someone familiar and safe. And touchable.

It's nice, having someone again. This is comfortable.

"He hinted to me you'd be here to play. Doin' all right, and glad t'see you. How're you doing?"

[inferiordude]

"Eh, well. I'm doin', at least. Kind of a pain, havin' to get people used to my face an' name all over again."

It's the truth and he feels legitimately annoyed about it. People are going to be scared or angry to see him at first; it's always a wall to breach. He just hates starting over from scratch.

"Otherwise, I'm all right. Just here to play a bit."

[namesnotprowl]

"Guess I've got it easy, that way; ain't met many that knew a version of me before."

Not since Axiom Nexus, anyway. Though he'd rather deal with being confused for a different him than the cringing his looks got on the station.

He pats Soundwave's shoulder. "If nothin' else, I'll vouch for you with folks around here. Figured you'd be here t'play, which definitely oughta set you apart from whoever they confuse you for."

[inferiordude]

"Eh, well. You always got a way with people, 'Cade. I wouldn't ever worry about ya."

Or maybe Soundwave just trusts too easy, but he's never felt threatened by Barricade's presence in all the time he's known him. He's been a good friend, through and through. Why should that change now?

"'Preciate it! Heh. Yeah, I don't think I'd see any other Soundwaves puttin' on a show for these guys willingly."

[littlecrowgirl]

Kay reads the 'police' along your arm and freezes on the spot. Okay, so the first cop car she met didn't mind if she stole...but what are the chances that two will give her a free pass?

"Are you a good cop or a bad cop?"

[namesnotprowl]

Human. She's lucky that Barricade's gotten so used to the presence of humans and humanoids lately. He bends, crouching with one hand braced on the floor to get a bit closer.

"Depends on why you're asking, little lady."

[littlecrowgirl]

She is rather lucky, and has yet to learn that there's a such thing as an evil robot yet. So she doesn't even flinch at his approach.

"Well SAY...now just hear me out. Let's just say I was a world renown Great Thief."

[namesnotprowl]

Really, for all his snarling and threats, he's cooled from 'evil' lately. Especially considering that he'd gouged through his Deception symbols.

"All right. So you're a world renown Great Thief. Hypothetically, of course. Must mean y'steal things, then?"

[littlecrowgirl]

"Nope. Means I bake cookies."

There's a rather awkward pause there for a few seconds before she ends up in a fit of giggles.

"Of course I steal things. Hypothetically steal things."

[namesnotprowl]

He snickers along with her giggles. Cookies, suuuure.

"And you're wondering how I feel about all thus hypothetical stealing, eh?"

[littlecrowgirl]

"Yeahhhh like could I get potentially arrested for hypothetical stealing? Not that I necessarily do that..."

Look at that face, she's putting on all the charm here.