[At first, only static is heard. If anyone cares to pay attention and trace the signal, they'll realize that it's 1) originating from Thundercracker's Link, and 2) coming from some random location out on the wastelands. About the time these two things would be established, a voice is heard through the auditory "snow".]
N-no . . . no, p-please . . . I-I'm . . . I'm s-sorry, please, I-I . . . please d-don't . . . p-please . . .
[The voice is almost inaudibly soft, broken with unmistakable terror and despair, and though nearly unrecognizable compared to what people would be used to from the powerful Decepticon Seeker . . . undoubtedly belongs to Thundercracker.]
[The whimpering pleas will continue for a bit before something shifts, presumably knocking against the communicator, and the feed quits.]
[The feed clicks on just in time for a rather loud metallic clang, and a yelp. Hope nobody was sleeping at this time.]
Ow.[And then the familiar deep voice of Bulkhead. He groans a moment, before there's the sound of metal scraping against metal. Seems where ever he picked to hide out, wasn't a very good fit for when he changed back. Whoops.]
Stupid fraggin' pillar. Good riddance to it. [He grumbles a moment, before he realizes the feed is on.]
Uh, hey. I'm back, finally. [Man is it so nice to be able to TALK again!]
Even if I was here before, as that stupid wolf thing. Guess the pillar left parting gifts. Heh. At least we don't gotta worry about it anymore. Sorry to anybody I worried, I couldn't even talk then. Everybody okay?[And after a bit, once he gets himself situated there's a locked message to the rest that went to the core.]( Locked to core group. )[And not long after that, another locked message.]( Locked to Solus Prime. )
Has anyone seen Thundercracker? I've been seeing others that went down to the Core check in little by little, but I haven't heard from him yet. Actually, anyone that went down with us, if you could just say something here, that'd be great.
It doesn't hurt to get a headcount, right?
Was everyone who went to check on the Pillar altered somehow...?
What happened down there?
[He hesitates. It hasn't really seemed like anything good came out of going down there. Except for, you know, the whole No More Pillar thing.]
If there's anything that I can do... I will. Police should help those in trouble. Shouldn't they?
[The video starts all of sudden. The image is lopsided because Knock Out dropped his communicator on the ground.]
No, not this again...I..It can't be....
[The red mech clutches his head with a pained expression on his face. He's gritting his teeth together ad if he's trying to stop his jaw to do something absurd as, let's say, splint in two due to his sudden
anger and hunger.]
He doubles over as if attempting to shake off the new memories in his mind getting mixed with the old ones. There's a angry pained scream coming from Knock Out before feed goes back to black after he accidentally steps on the communicator.]
[The video that clicks on is an odd one. The signal would indicate the feed is coming from Bulkhead. Yet what greets those looking at the video certainly looks nothing like the big green Wrecker. Namely, it looks like some sort of robotic wolf, complete with nasty looking fangs. For those that were down in the core, or were attacked by them before, it looks really similar to those.
He peers at the feed for a moment, before speaking, or trying to. Whatever he's trying to say comes out only as barking. After a moment he stops, and just looks annoyed. First he could barely walk, now he can't even talk.
Frag that pillar to the Pit.
He gives a resigned whine, and just basically flops down, before the feed cuts off. So much for trying that.
For anybody around Haven, there's a 10' tall at the shoulder, robotic wolf who's slowly making his way across the place. Looking annoyed, yet determined. He looks to be headed for the Temple of Solus Prime too. He stumbles every once in a while when he loses track of his feet. Maybe he'll just go and curl up under his berth and not leave until this wears off. If it does at all.]
[Hey there, Cybertron, one of the police force's most antisocial members has just shown up on the screen. Only difference is that there's give or take a few years...ok he's nine. But that's not that young, is it?
He doesn't think so. The young cyborg looks pretty bleary-eyed, like's seen something he shouldn't have.
Oh well, he still had business to do.]
The pillar's gone. The guy who made that is bad news.
[He looks down at himself.]
...before you say anything, I know. I look different.
But I'm not gonna let that stop me from doing my job.
[He's a VERY serious nine-year old.]
[well, someone looks and sounds incredibly happy. almost disturbingly so]
I assume everyone has settled back in after our trip?
If anyone still has any problems, tell me or one of the other Police Force members and we'll try our best to remedy it.Anyway.[yeah he doesn't really give a shit if you have a problem that's not the point of this message]
Are there any ballstics experts around willing to meet up with me? I have something I need to ask a few questions about.
That'll be all.( [text - locked to ventus] )
[Here's Rose! Back safe from fighting the Pillar from down below. Charmer is with her too, perched on her shoulder, and the little firelizard looks even tinier now. Or is it that Rose is bigger? Nah, that can't be it!
[Based on the background it looks like she is outside, in the area between Prima's Temple and the Hub.]
Well, thankfully that Pillar has been dealt with, so maybe things can be a little more peaceful for a while.
I cannot say I am thrilled about the consequence of touching that thing down there. Hopefully this won't last long. At least I won't have to worry about being stepped on for a while.
[To anyone who might see her, Rose is now 20 feet tall.]
[Locked to those who went down to the Pillar]
I managed to find Sentinel.
[This appears to be Megatron.
But Megatron doesn't say anything, he looks rather confused. He tilts his head at the communicator a few times, blinking his eyes in an entirely uncharacteristic way. Why, it's almost like he's attempting to catalogue something. But that can't be it, Megatron can't catalogue.
Suddenly, Megatron's face breaks out into a smile, and he covers his mouth with a hand to stifle a silent giggle. Oh, whatever's happening is a lot of fun! Hi everyone! He waves excitedly and bounces on his heels. Look! She's tall now!
[McCoy looks very tired, has a five-o-clock shadow goin' on, and just... He looks like he woke up from a terrible nap. Which he has. And he keeps pushing down the annoying cowlick in his hair from said long nap. But either way, there's something definitely... off. And for a moment, he doesn't say anything. He just looks down, shuts his eyes, then back up, face serious again.]
Right. Sorry for my absence. I seemed to have fallen into a coma for a few days there. No biggy.
[And he's not about to disclose what
happened in the coma.]
Is everyone all right? Specifically you kids - yeah, how are you holding up? Can I get some sort of roll call, please? Did anyone go and get their arm blown off or... [He wants to say "die," but he just... nope, inappropriate timing.] Right. If anyone needs to see a doctor - you know, a human one - I'll be in Solus's clinic in about fifteen minutes.( [Locked to Solus Prime] )
[So...getting disintegrated by Four.
That was a thing...and being a weird xenomorph ripoff, that was a thing too.]
You know, the afterlife is REALLY boring. So, guess all religions are wrong, even atheism!
Anyway, how are you guys doing? Cause anything I said a few ago? Totally wasn't me.
Hey you! What's your face! You know who you are.
[It would appear that someone has finally recovered from the beating she recently took. She doesn't know Wheeljack's name, so she's resorted to making a public broadcast.]
You're my sparring partner from now on. If you've got a problem with that, then though luck, I don't care.
Next time we fight for real, it'll be your whole head that goes, not just one of your stupid face wings.
[Well aren't you charming.]
[Frenzy is lying on his back, holding up the link so it is staring down at his rather bored expression.]
Hey. One of you losers come an' bail me outta jail. [His offscreen feet repeatedly stomp against the wall.] I'm so booooooooooooored! [And the stomping gets louder and harder.]
[Locked to Megatronus and Liege]
Heya, buddies. Tell these guys t'let me out. You can do that, right? Either one of you's!