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[Priority Broadcast][Video - backdated to Wednesday]
[The feed opens to a view of Megatronus Prime, a bloodied sword in hand. He gives it a hard flick to clear the worst of the gore from his blade, and a chunk of what used to be one of the monstrous centipedes flies off and knocks a nearby Acolyte in the head. It stumbles out of frame. Megatronus doesn't pay it any mind and addresses his audience:]
I imagine few of you will argue with me if I say that our guests have overstayed their welcome. Hospitality has its limits, after all.
[Besides which, he certainly never invited them to visit in the first place. Rude, centipedes. Very rude.]
When the creatures of the Badlands haven't the sense to retreat of their own volition, I find that a concentrated application of brute force is often enough to convince them of their error. My kin and I have determined that these monsters are likely led by a demon hiding at the core of an offshoot of the Badlands – if you've wandered outside of the Haven, you've likely noticed the approaching darkness. That is where we will be applying our force.
- and when I say 'we,' I don't simply mean my brothers and I.
Refugees, I call on you for volunteers who can fight; failing that, I'll accept volunteers who think they can fight. Anyone with a skill that would serve them well in combat, or those capable of supporting combatants. What you lack in size or experience can be compensated for through other means. I am willing to offer what gifts I can to those willing to fight in order to improve the likelihood of your... success.
[Survival. The word he means is 'survival.' Dragging Refugees to the heart of enemy territory often ends poorly for the weaker members of the group, but it's a necessary sacrifice.]
Unless, of course, you'd all rather be subject to regular attacks within the Haven. For those of you that care enough about your friends and your place here to act, I will be waiting for you in my arena. The Acolytes will direct you if you cannot find your way.
If you bear my Glyph, I expect to see you there.
[OOC note: there's a companion log to this post up over here for those who want to sign up their characters and collect a temporary boon ICly!]
I imagine few of you will argue with me if I say that our guests have overstayed their welcome. Hospitality has its limits, after all.
[Besides which, he certainly never invited them to visit in the first place. Rude, centipedes. Very rude.]
When the creatures of the Badlands haven't the sense to retreat of their own volition, I find that a concentrated application of brute force is often enough to convince them of their error. My kin and I have determined that these monsters are likely led by a demon hiding at the core of an offshoot of the Badlands – if you've wandered outside of the Haven, you've likely noticed the approaching darkness. That is where we will be applying our force.
- and when I say 'we,' I don't simply mean my brothers and I.
Refugees, I call on you for volunteers who can fight; failing that, I'll accept volunteers who think they can fight. Anyone with a skill that would serve them well in combat, or those capable of supporting combatants. What you lack in size or experience can be compensated for through other means. I am willing to offer what gifts I can to those willing to fight in order to improve the likelihood of your... success.
[Survival. The word he means is 'survival.' Dragging Refugees to the heart of enemy territory often ends poorly for the weaker members of the group, but it's a necessary sacrifice.]
Unless, of course, you'd all rather be subject to regular attacks within the Haven. For those of you that care enough about your friends and your place here to act, I will be waiting for you in my arena. The Acolytes will direct you if you cannot find your way.
If you bear my Glyph, I expect to see you there.
[OOC note: there's a companion log to this post up over here for those who want to sign up their characters and collect a temporary boon ICly!]
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[Of all people--GO AWAY, KAY.]
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I just wanted--
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Looking after your safety.
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I don't want that to happen EVER, EVER again!
One dad's bad enough!
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I don't... want to see that happen to you, either. That's why I don't want you going. Please. Stay where it's safer.
[HOLD UP THERE.]
... one dad?
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[She already rigged it so Megatronus denies you access, Kagerou.]
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I...well, you're kind of like--
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[PLUS he doesn't like this Firstforged at all. So.]
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Is that... really what you think?
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I didn't want you to leave again.
[A pause.]
Is that bad?
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I won't leave you, Kay. Not again.
[He pauses too.]
I don't think it changes anything. We're still family. Right?
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We're family forever.
...Dad.
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I suspect your guardian will be distressed if I grant your request.
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Noble of you, but likely unnecessary. He's more appropriately equipped to face the creatures than you are, isn't he?
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But last time he did--he died. I want to do...something.
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Perhaps it would be simpler for you to look after his safety if you remained by his side, in the Haven.
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Could you at least tell him no? If he offers?
Tell him he can't come. All spots are filled.
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[He supposes one mech won't make a difference to whether or not they succeed... not an organic-built Earth mech, anyway. (Hellooo space racism!)]
I rarely make this offer to those outside my ranks, Kay, but if you truly seek a means of defending your friend - there is something I can show you.
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Thank you, Mr. Megatronus.
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[Then her face becomes rather serious.]
Wh-What is it?
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[He lifts his hand, letting flame seep from between the seams in his armor to give her an idea of what he means.]
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[She's not entirely sure of what just happened, but she's seen enough pop culture back home to get the gist of it. And 'magic' is what it seems like.]
You can give me magic?
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Then he gives in to real laughter. Congratulations, Kay, you just performed a minor miracle.]
Not quite. There is an entirely rational basis for the ability, but I doubt I'd have the terms to explain it in a fashion you would grasp.
Regardless - it is yours for a time if you desire it.
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And it...repels them?
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