[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

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

"Neat! I'd love to see Cybertron all fixed up and filled with people."

She turns and smiles up at Elita, not really used to many of the robots around her getting down towards her level, most of the ones back home either used to them standing on higher ledges or just not being made to get down that far with ease.

"I'm Miko, I arrived just a little while ago."

[invisiblepinkboat]

"Here, it's probably going to take too long... Unless things start to happen fast," Elita said with a thoughtful frown out at the view. It's kind of disappointing for her as well. Her own Cybertron has only recently been repaired, and it would have been quite stunning to get the chance to see the same happen here, but on an even more basic level.

"Ah." She nodded, frowned briefly as she went through what she did know/have on human customs and tried to correlate with Miko's general looks, and then dipped her helm in something similar to a bow.

"Elita One. I hope things continue to be found that'll make it easier for you humans to survive here... considering pretty much nothing but the atmosphere and the gravity is helpful normally in this regard."

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

"Oh... well at least we can help make it something more like that." Miko always tries to keep a bright face on things.

She shuffles slightly and scratches behind her neck before finally giving a bow in return, knowing it was only proper, even if she normally didn't care the least about being so. Elita didn't know she didn't want to be doing that stuff so it's wrong to not be respectful to her.

"Thanks, we may be small but humans are stubborn enough to survive when there isn't a lot, but not having to fight for stuff to survive would be best."

[invisiblepinkboat]

Had she known what Miko had preferred, Elita would have held her hand out as the other "most usual" greeting (kissing on the cheeks would just have been downright awkward with the size difference, and not something she'd picked up either way), but as she didn't...

"Yes... Especially since we apparantly are wanted to help." She's not sure what the humans will be able to contribute, but she is both curious... and, admittedly, a bit apprehensive.

This is a version of her home planet, after all.

"For as long as you've survived, yes, definitely. It's impressive." Elita smiled, still uncertain where they'd find the necessary wider supplies for food and similar for humans, even if there's some parts around the quandrant of... Alpha Trion, she thought, that seemed to have soil and more abundant, non-frozen water.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

"It seems like it at least, though it's a little funny having humans around to help with Cybertron, but it's also pretty fun~!" she smiled.

"We are a bit tougher than we probably look to you guys, I mean being metal and all we probably seem really breakable." She really doesn't mind the idea, she has already proven herself to Ratchet and the rest of them during the Scraplet problem.

[invisiblepinkboat]

"Accident or not, there must be something." Which was as much a belief in some sort of possible planning if people were going to be pulled in either way, and that otherwise... it'd be kind of cruel to drag organics to a planet such as Cybertron.

Especially in its early stages, even if the Junk Pile obviously could produce a bare minimum of supplies.

"I suppose so," Elita chuckled and angled her helm, but she didn't really agree. Even disregarding an opponent of metal and an organic-based planet... humanity was easily breakable, even in an environment they "belonged" in...

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

"Don't worry, we will figure it out. I mean, we wouldn't be here if there wasn't something right?" She smiles, full of confidence in herself and her fellow humans.

[invisiblepinkboat]

"Probably, not, no." She remembered what Solus had said when she first appeared here, however... The Firstforged had no control over them appearing here, though there was, of course, the issue with the glyphs and all of them being aligned.

"You have what you need, however?" It seemed best to ask, even if Elita wasn't sure she'd be able to necessarily find what the girl might need that she wouldn't be able to herself.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

She smiles up to Elita, her cheeriness a perfected mask to cover her inner worry that they were on an alien planet with no sure source of food, dependent on the same unstable space rift that had brought them here. "I'm sure we have enough to survive with."

[invisiblepinkboat]

Perfect mostly because Elita hasn't learned yet to pick up the different subtelties of human body language as it plays out on and in their bodies; otherwise she'd probably be able to pick up the detail that Miko wasn't as cheery and confident as she appeared to be.

"That, or something might be able to be done here... I believe the territory of Alpha Trion has water and soil, but as I understand it you'd need more than that." She shook her helm, not being well-versed enough in Earth flora to know what would be needed to get suitable food to come out of the ground.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

Her expression becomes a little more honest at that. "With dirt and water if we can find some seeds we can get some fresh foods growing."

[invisiblepinkboat]

Frowning, Elita turned to face Miko fully. She wasn't really personally invested in the survival of the humans currently on Cybertron, but it wouldn't be right to not help them survive when they were stuck in such an adverse environment.

Which also happened to be her home.

"What do these seeds look like?" If anything, if they could be found viable in the Junk Pile, it'd be some concrete help to more future food.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

Miko tap her finger to her chin for a moment as she tried to think of how to describe them.

"They are all a little different, but generally they are really small, even to humans, and can be tan or brown or any color between. They might even be black. And they come in lots of different shapes."

[invisiblepinkboat]

Elita dragged a hand down her faceplates and frowned. If a small human described seeds as "small" then she'd probably have some issue picking them up even if she could find them.

"Compared to your hand, how small are they? I'm thinking it might be easier for me to simply tell, or bring you to, where they are if I find any."

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

She has a point, if she can even see seeds on the ground, then picking them up would still be difficult. "They can vary in size but most of them are about this big I think." She held up the fingers of one hand to her open palm, showing a half inch. After a moment of thought she also hit on another thing. "They may come in little paper packets, about this big." She showed of a size 3 1/2 inches by 2 inches or so. "They tend to be really thin, but those may be easier to notice and find than the seeds themselves."

[invisiblepinkboat]

Oh, seeing them wouldn't be a problem, she can see quite small things effortlessly as optics were capable of a far greater range than a human eye.

"... That's quite small, especially compared to me. Well, I'll just let you know if I find any." Elita shook her helm; she might actually be perfectly capable of picking them up with some smaller manipulation tools, but it'd probably be easier to simply have Miko or another human (or alien of appropriate size) to pick anything found up.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

"That works great! Thanks for keeping a look out for them!" She smiles happily. It was nice that so many of the robotic people here were being helpful to the organics.