re_alignment | [Broadcast--outside of a cave at bleak sunset][actionspam welcome]

[It has been a lunar cycle since he found himself mysteriously resurrected for the second? third? time, and Megatron has spent most of it feeling odd. He refused to take residence in any of the Firstforged's temples, and had returned to his cave in the mountain where the base of his trans-dimensional space bridge had been built...]

[...and then he hadn't known what to do. Every time he'd attempted to return to his universe he'd been shunted onto a different path. Should he try it again, to go home and resume his war? Or was it time for something new?]

Fear.

[He starts, looking off towards the setting sun.]

Fear is something I have heard much about. Fear of the Badlands. Fear of loosing one's friends, lovers, allies, and close connections. Fear of each other. Fear of the Firstforged.

I propose it is time to do something about that fear.

[He wasn't giving up on his space-bridge. Not yet. For now, however, he was going to focus his power on a different task.]

I have decided to embark upon a quest. From what I have been told, the Firstforged have been far from forthcoming on information about this world, about their adversaries, and about our place within it.

I cannot tolerate being left ignorant. Anyone who has information about the badlands, the Firstforged, or their own, personal fears...

[He laughs.]

You are welcome to join me. I'll be leaving to fight my way as close to the badlands as I can get in three days.

I'll share what I learn with those who do the same.

[Megatron closes with coordinates to his cave--an invitation to come speak with him in private before he goes.]

[LOCKED TO DECEPTICONS]

I don't care what your previous universe is. If you bore the mark or went through the ceremony, I want to hear from you. Now. Tell me who your Firstforged is.

[LOCKED TO TARN]

I have a proposal.

[LOCKED TO VEN]

Are you free tomorrow?

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I believe fear itself is the thing we must be cautious of. A true Decepticon might have fear...but would not let that stop him.

Which is--

[Wait.]

[Stare.]

Did you say...Decepticon?

[He knows there are some significant universal differences, but THIS?]

Yep, that's right!

[Taps the symbol emblazoned on him.]

See? Boy, I can't believe I'm part of the world's mot popularized franchises!

[He knows he shouldn't ask, but he does anyhow.]

The Decepticons.

Are a franchise. In your universe?

Oh yeah!

[Now is his chance to further screw with this guy.]

There's Decepticon t-shirts, Decepticon drinks, and even Decepticon-themed restaurants!