re_alignment | [Video] Wreckers Assemble [Part Locked to Bulkhead]

[The feed opens up, showing what looks to be a rough-draft edition of the Jackhammer. Or at least the top of it, anyway. An odd place to have a video post... although it's probably obvious who this is from, now. A little ways away is Wheeljack, propped up on one of the metal sheets of the ship, inspecting his swords. He seems almost...completely engrossed in them, to the point of where this might be an accidental video.

Oh wait, he flicks his eyes towards it once, then back down. This broadcast seems entirely on purpose. It takes a few minutes for him to respond, biting his lip before making an attempt to speak.]

So. With the Police Force up and runnin' the way it should be, forming it's own little clubhouse, I think it's time to make another proposition for ya guys. Ones who may or may not exactly like following rules.

I'm looking for bots, or even some of you organic types to form a team of Wreckers. We had a group here, but all...or most of em are gone. Don't know what a Wrecker is? Here's the rundown for ya: Black Ops. Guys who take missions that no sane commander will take. The ones who aren't afraid to get their hands dirty. We work outside the chain of command, meanin' you're under MY command, not the Police Force or Law Committee.

[He rolls his eyes. This part got him in trouble last time, so he'll post a disclaimer.]

For all you angels of the law, I'm not goin' on manhunts for no reason. So calm your tailpipes before you even start with me.

[And he's back to inspecting his sword, perking an eyebrow.]

I hate paperwork, so just convince me if you think you're good enough. In a spar. I ain't jokin' around this time.

[Locked to Bulkhead]

Hey, I know you're part of Team Prime and all...

So I don't blame ya if you sit this out. Family first, right?

[That still felt odd to say.]

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[Cliffjumper couldn't tell you how many there are, but probably millions..?]

Yeah, unfortunately. [He grimaces, shaking his helm.] Not exactly a year in Axiom, we're gettin' closer to a year here... and I was a good while in the inverse dimension as well.

Though, if I have the choice, I'm goin' back there. They need all the help they can get, after all.

Yeah....yeah I don't blame you.

[Wheeljack's pretty much in shock. If hopping universes was this easy...who knows when he'd get back home...]

[Not easy, probably. All of the ones Cliffjumper has had experience with involves some sort of time-space anomaly (created or taken advantage of) or a spacebridge opened between dimensions by superpowered computers...]

... I dunno what your Megatron's like, but the Prime from the inverse reality? If ya ever see a purple an' black mech lookin' like Prime and with a purple Autobrand?

[Cliffjumper pauses, the grimace firmly etched into his faceplates as his engine growls.]

Either hope ya have a nuke, or get back-up.

...[Wheeljack's eyes widen again at that. That was...really one thing he'd never hear. Optimus Prime and..."grab a nuke". At least when it came to fellow Autobots. Those wings flick curiously.]

Inverse reality...

So...Cons are good?

[Wait...]

Soundwave. When he was here...

Yep.

And yeah. That Soundwave. We've also got a white cybertronian that looks like a cat, not Glit, the one I mean will have a red Decepticon insignia; that's Ravage.

[Cliffjumper pauses, eyeing Wheeljack before shrugging.]

And the inverse Megatron's around here too. Big guy, got transparent-lookin' blue wings 'sides the red 'Con brand.

[As in, don't attack him, okay?]

...

Well. That's...that's a thing.

[Yep. That's all he can really say about it. He met Soundwave, so he can't really deny the reverse polarity universe. Still, to have two more here? That's two more that he didn't know about.]

Megatron and Ravage. Got it. I'll take your word on it.

Yeah, I know. [He grimaces a little and shrugs.] Wasn't the easiest, gettin' used to it, but when the option's similar to, or worse than the 'Cons from the reality you come from?

Not much choice.

[Shaking his helm, Cliffjumper grins dryly.]

I'd prefer ya did, 'cause well... neither of 'em deserves scrap, even if I understand the urge.

[Does he ever.]

Take it you learned the hard way with that one...

[Just taking hints.]

As long as they look nothin' like my world's, we shouldn't have a problem.

Live execution in a smeltin' pit, frag yes I learned the hard way. I just regret I couldn't stop it...

[Technically, he'd tried, but he'd tried to stop it by telling Prime off and then he'd been shot to pit. No way to help Rumble like that.]

Don't think there's any chance of that, besides the... [he waves a hand slightly aimlessly at Wheeljack in general] difference in looks in general... 'Cause while Megatron sounds similar there's definitely a difference.

[Mostly in what he says, obviously, but also in how it's said.]

[He's going to know what that's like in half a season canon update, Cliff, don't you worry.]

[He gets the appearance difference. It's been the story of his life. Alternate realities in general, really.]

I'll keep my swords sheathed, for them, at least.

[He'd rather other people not have to know what it's like, but hey. If he ends up sharing it, that's fine with him.]

Appreciate it. [Cliffjumper grinned and saluted sloppily.]

So, want me to come over now and show ya what my guns can do or do we do it later?

[Oh right. Time to show your stuff, Cliff.]

Now's a good time. Any partial place you'd like to meet up?

Dunno... Did the police headquarters have some sorta gun range? Otherwise some spot on the edge on the Junk Pile somewhere oughta do.

[A shrug. If he's going to show off his guns first and foremost, it doesn't really matter as long as there's targets and no other people closeby.]

Can't really remember, but seein' as the Police HQ isn't exactly sponsorin' us Wreckers, might as well make it the junkpile.

[Didn't really matter to him either. As long as Cliff could show his stuff, he was good.]

[He chuckles a little and shrugs at that.]

True. I'm in Vector's temple at the moment. How close are ya, we could always meet halfway, whereever that is.

[Fair enough, right?]

Me? I'm at Solus.

Not exactly the most local place, I guess.

None of the temples can be called local, I think [Cliffjumper snickers and shakes his helm.] but it figures we're on the exact opposite ends of the Haven.

Meet ya outside the Hub and we can go somewhere from there?

[Considering it was more or less halfway between them both.]

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