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re_alignment2013-02-08 02:37 am
megatronicpolarity) wrote in re_alignment2013-02-08 02:37 am
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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!]
no subject
[Have a scoff because Cliffjumper frowns and rubs his jaw thoughtfully.]
Said somethin' 'bout... gifts? [Even if he's not sure he wants any, but frag, he's not going to turn down finding out what they are, especially beforehand.
And Cliffjumper's unfortunately becoming slightly better at the whole thing of not automatically running into the fray. Just a teeny, tiny bit. But it usually happens anyway.]
... I suppose you lot at least got more power available than the rest of us usually got available.
[Cliffjumper grimaces a bit. Oh, there's at least one Optimus here, which means a Matrix, but if THAT Matrix isn't supposed to be used to battle Unicron..?
Or those pinchers/mandibles/horns. Chomp chomp.]
no subject
He inclines his head slightly, a half-nod to acknowledge his earlier offer.]
A small share of my power, for a short time. Whatever would most suit your needs against these creatures.
[He lifts his hands, letting the flames hidden within his frame briefly spill out from the seams around his fingers and wrists to illustrate his own preferred means of fighting them.]
no subject
Never used fire that way, but why not. [Doesn't mean he trusts this mech any more than before, especially not with the name he's got, but for this and the fact that there's not much to go on...
He'll at least play along long enough to assist. And it's hard not to grin a little at the thought of using fire.]