Okay. So, just so that I can make sure we're clear here: I just got dragged through some kinda... weird, confusing time-space tear or some other really confusing shit, and I'm now completely stuck on a... a primordial machine-planet named Cybertron? Like, I'm surrounded by giant robots and some other guys that got pulled through? That's what's happening here?

[The boy on the Link pauses for a long moment, his initial expression one of bewilderment -- although the fact he was very upset just a few moments ago is underlying -- before breaking into a giant grin, revealing his rows of gnashing, shark-like teeth.]

That is so fucking cool. Like, legit! This is an honest-to-God or whatever alien planet?! Life dream, consider yourself completed!

[He almost drops his communicator in his excitement, his words tumbling out at a mile a minute. Finally, he remembers he's talking to people and laughs, a little sheepishly.]

Sorry. Got a bit excited there, this is just so awesome. Uh, anyway... [His smile shrinks down to a smirk.] This might be kind of pointless, but I might as well see if there's anyone I already know here -- from my universe or world or whatever. So! First things first, I'm lookin' for two guys. First guy's really pale, black hair, dresses like a hipster douche? His name's Conrad, I think, he's British as all hell.

Second guy's kinda short, red hair, glasses -- looks like a real geek. Some kinda 'paranormal investigator' or whatever. His name's Hanna -- his. Might be seen around with a zombie and yeah, I know that's technically three guys but whatever. You seen them, or if they're here -- call me back, right?

[He goes to turn off the feed... but pauses. His expression completely sobers up, darkening into something very much hurt and a teeny bit malicious.]

Oh... and if anyone knows a guy named 'Tibenoch'... point me to him.

I've been wondering if I could get a list of everybody who's been changed, and what they've all changed...in to. That includes people who might have woke up differently that haven't actually posted to the Link. I think most of you have, but I want to be sure. If there's any way that a pattern can be tracked, we should try to find it.

[he takes off his glasses for a moment, rubbing them as he blinks. Raf looks...awful tired, though when he puts on his glasses, maybe dizzy is a better word.]

Anyway, I don't know if there is one, to tell the truth. But...I think...I...

[and with that as the only warning, Raf suddenly keels over, crying out /loudly/ in pain. the motion knocks his laptop-device away from him, and there's a loud metal CRACK that may very well be something breaking there. when it settles, though, it can only just see Raf, curled in to the fetal position, breathing harshly, and...

...is that a tail? a big, poofy tail?

come to think about it, his clothing seems to be fitting him a little oddly, and while he's still mostly the same size and shape, there's a few things distinctly...off.

uh oh.]






((OOC; Please excuse the very limited icons- could only get a few sketched, will get more up after class tonight!))

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!

[Anyone unlucky enough to be around Nexus' Temple might hear the HORRIBLE CRASHING noises coming from one of the rooms. Everyone else is treated to a video that doesn't want to stay focused for the longest time. Today is going to be a good day.

Normally a Teddie tantrum is nothing to fret over, the difference this time, however, is that now he's large and metallic. When the video finally settles, it can be made out that the robot Teddie is covering his head with his giant hands and constantly slamming himself against the room's walls.

Because that will somehow help.

Or so he's convinced himself.

Teddie had considered himself lucky the whole changing thing didn't effect him, so waking up Cybertronian has made him more than a little upset. And, of course, he can only handle it in the most mature way possible.

I'm so sorry.]

[Have a . . . very strange creature glaring at the camera.  When it speaks though, the deep baritone gives it - him - away, if the coloration didn't.]

All right, I won't ask the obvious.  I can guess well enough what's happened - the widespread metamorphoses finally caught up with me.  I do have one question, though.

[He lifts a four-digit paw, studying the long, curving, ultra-sharp talons - a thick, muscular tail thumping in irritation on the ground behind him - before he turns back to the camera.]

Can someone tell me what in the smelting fires of the Pit this body is supposed to be?  It seems confused between an bird and a . . . I think a cat of some sort.  [grumbles]  And I want my wings back.  My wings, not these...filament-covered...appendages.  [Said "appendages" ruffle and flutter in reaction.]

First-forged, with all due respect, I hope an answer to all this nonsense is coming.  Soon.

[He reaches to turn off his comm, but . . . long talons are ill-equiped to press buttons without either slipping off to either side between keys or scratching and trying to poke through the target key.  Finally, though, he manages.]



((ooc: LOL believe it or not, no, I had NOT been thinking about this when I requested TC's shift.  XD;;;  A friend pointed it out this afternoon when I showed them the drawing.  I died.  XD))