[Audio]

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Well, this is just perfect. I'm just beginning to get settled on my Cybertron, and I end up here, on some barely formed rock, hearing some story about the "first-forged."

... Well, it could be worse, I suppose. And it's not much different from the planet I found when I... came back, I suppose.

Salutations. My name is Sky-Byte. I am a storyteller. A poet. An entertainer, if you will. And I suppose if I'm stuck here, I might as well make the best of it, eh?

Now.

Is there a bar anywhere abouts? Because I need a stiff drink right about now.

Comments

audio

[ex_dishonestly997]

Oh. You're going to love it here.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

... I know that voice.

[ex_dishonestly997]

Course you do.

Can't pass you off to walk and talk with Metalhawk this time; believe me, I'd like nothing better. I'm guessing you two got on like a ship on fire.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Yes, I imagine you have no reputation for me to ruin here.

You know.

With the truth.

[must_do_science]

Sky-Byte?

[Hearing about the poet-shark arriving back on Cybertron was one of the last things that Wheeljack remembers before his trip through the Lambda.]

Yeh. It's great right? Welcome back to Cybertron, everything's a primal mess. Then after just enough time to maybe get situated there, you get dumped here.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Wheeljack, right? Yeah, it's... an experience.

But at least I'll have quite a story to tell if and when I ever get back.

[must_do_science]

Hopefully we all will. Heh, in the meantime if ya find a bar lemme know.

So... what the last thing you remember before appearing here?

[winged_knight]

Welcome, Skybyte. Just arrived have you? Call me Wing. So you're a storyteller and poet? That's wonderful!

[Wing has no idea who you are but that matters little. You sound interesting, creative and a bit lost, which matters quite a bit more.]

There's no bar. Not yet at least. There's some talk stirring about building one, but that's a ways off obviously. [There's a pause as he hums thoughtfully.] Highgrade is not exactly common, but I do have a touch of it let over from a celebration we had last week.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Wing? Just Wing?

I see. Well, I don't suppose you'd be willing to lend some to a wandering space shark? I could use a touch of it on days when the muse doesn't reach me.

[winged_knight]

Exactly. Simple, but with so many possible meanings when you stop to consider it.

Space shark? Now that certainly sounds interesting. I'd don't mind passing on part of my supply, but in exchange you'll share a cube and a story with me sometime?

[raceme]

Welcome here sir Sky-Byte. we know how annoying this new situation is but it's not so bad once you get used to it. I am Agent Blurr member of the Elite Guard a intelligence gathering body that exists within the Autobot fraction.

OHastorytellerIlovethose.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

...

My good 'bot, you need to slow down. I can't understand a word you're saying.

[raceme]

Sorry I talk like this ALL THE TIME.

[audio]

[aerospacecommander]

A bar is certainly something we need. You should get right on that.

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[poemssometimesrhyme]

I'm not a restauranteur.

... Wait a minute.

Why are there two of you?!

[aerospacecommander]

Because I like to clone myself.

Video

[idle_time]

Are you looking for a place where everybody knows your name? And you're always glad you came? ...I got nothing.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

... That almost seems like it should be a song.

[idle_time]

Theme Song! From Cheers!

[my_own_trope]

A poet.

[poemssometimesrhyme]

Yes?

[Perma-Audio]

[my_own_trope]

How very useful. [The sarcasm is strong with this one]

hoping a late tag-in is okay?

[docbot]

Good to meet you, Sky-Byte. I'm Ratchet, one of the ... many medics who've been brought here. [And the Lambda does seem to have a taste for them, doesn't it? ]

No bar yet, although considering the circumstances, I'm tempted to start synthesizing high-grade on the sly.

sure sure

[poemssometimesrhyme]

I remember back before the war, when the Senate outlawed that. It seems so trivial now.

But well met, Ratchet. I've heard of your counterpart in my universe. He's a renowned surgeon.

cool c:

[docbot]

Especially since it's not as if there's anywhere to get it legally here.

[ Ratchet smiles, glad that his counterparts seem so relatively respected across the universes. It's flattering, for some reason. ] Well, I don't know if I'm renowned where I come from, but I'm a medic as well, and a pretty good one. On that note, if you need any assistance, you can find me at Solus's Temple. I've got a medbay there for treating anyone who needs help.