re_alignment | [Open][Video; At the edge of the Haven, slight static]

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tf: idw | megatron (crau)

[Open][Video; At the edge of the Haven, slight static]

[So he'd made it. He'd made it, he was alive, and he was still here. He could see the distant temples from the mountain he stood on, some ancient and run-down building in ruins behind him. Despite the dilapidation, there is a very new 'STARSCREAM FOR OVERSEER' poster tacked onto the wall within his view...the perfect place for a high-flying, far-ranging jet to test out non-permanent adhesives without anyone noticing.]

So.

[He begins by reaching out, aiming, and completely blasting the wall and accompanying poster.]

Is there anyone who actually intends to vote for Starscream?

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Are you injured?

[He is a very feelings based person, he is bound to ask how someone feels.]

I can fly still, if you send me your coordinates I will head to where you are right away.

[He looks a bit upset but nods slightly.]

It's happened with more than just a couple people. No one knows why, but those people suddenly head off for the badlands, often leaving paths after they go, but no amount of searching turns them up. It happened once before to Starscream, but he somehow managed to return, though even he wasn't able to say how.

Not injured, precisely.

[He still bears the scars from his last fight with Optimus, but it is more a curiosity than a hindrance.]

Coordinates might be somewhat of a problem. My navigational systems have not been working...

But I suspect you might be able to triangulate my position using this.

[He turns the camera so that it faces his view of the Haven. In the far distance, Liege Maximo's temple and Megatronus's temples can both be seen--juuust enough information to calculate the approximate mountain Megatron might be standing on.]

The badlands.

[He stays quiet, thinking.] An unsettling place, no doubt. Has anyone been able to explore it?

[Megatron watches the video closely for a few moments, math taking no time to run through his mind to at least point him to the right mountain, and he was relatively sure he could tell the elevation as well.]

I will head your way now.

[And he transforms to do so, keeping the line open to finish their conversation.]

There have been some excursions toward it, though if anyone has actually entered on an exploratory mission I am unsure. The First Forged have informed us that they can not protect us, even bearing a glyph, in that area, and those who have neared it has mentioned unsettling feelings, voices and urges.

[That is all he can think to share with the other, not blaming him for wanting to know about the place. It is dangerous for everyone from what he has heard, and he is unsure if he is willing to tempt the chance that deeper in there is something that they aren't supposed to find. He has paid attention to people's mentioned ideas that the First Forged aren't as altruistic as they seem, but he isn't sure he wishes to test them first hand, at least not yet.]

I'll be watching for you.

[And he is, scanning the horizon visually since his sensors aren't working well.]

I believe I might understand what sort of things those 'voices' say.

[He'd heard them, whispering to him when he'd slipped into madness. It hadn't been pleasant.]

I don't like it. If there's a place we're being repelled from, then there's a reason.

I should be up to the temples in a few moments.

[He doesn't push his engines to their limits, but he does set them to a higher speed than he would normally cruise at.]

If I understood it right the force that brought you and the others to us without glyphs, and subsequently drove all of you to madness is also what the First Forged are claiming is what keeps the Badlands as such a place.

[If he were in his root mode he would nod.]

I am a warrior made in the midst of need and hardship, I myself do not feel up to challenging the Badlands, but I have heard some who are not convinced that all the First Forged do is for our benefit.

Whatever that was didn't seem to like the taste of me.

[His smirk is wry, but it does worry him. There were others without Glyphs that he wanted to see again.]

You can count me as one of them. I don't react well to dealing with those in positions of power, as you might guess. Have they done anything for your benefit?

I don't doubt that it found you rather difficult to swallow, a bit tough.

[His voice conveys his joking intent.]

Aside from seeing first hand how the lack of a glyph effected those such as you and others.

[He thought he could see the other Megatron from where he was now.]

I think I'm starting to close in on your general location, can you see me?

It must be my upbeat personality.

[He'll answer your joke with another one.]

[That doesn't stop him from looking around, however.]

I have a visual. A tiny glint in the sky, but I'm going to bet it is you. There's something about that blue glow that is difficult to mistake.

There is no accounting for taste if that is what turned it off of you.

[He has some genuine like for the other Megatron, despite their differences in ideas.)

Well thank goodness for that.

[He laughs a little and puts a little more push into his engines to flare them slightly.)

Show off.

[He snorts, but there's a smirk on his faceplates that is hard to dismiss. He might just like you, too.]

You must give me the name of your armorsmith.

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