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[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.]

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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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My name is 4. I'm not Cybertronian like you are.

[A non-Cybertronian Decepticon? What in Primus's name was going on here?]

Show yourself.

[That's a reasonable request. Four switches to video and waves. It's clear by her background that this strange-looking doll person is very, very small. Her Decepticon symbol is on the right side of her chest, over the 4 that used to be there.

She really couldn't look any more harmless if she tried.]

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[This is Megatron.]

[Megatron has just been introduced to two Decepticons that can't physically exist in any reality whatsoever.]

[Megatron is about to quit life.]

And.

How.

Did you come.

To be a Decepticon, again?

Forgive me, I cannot speak. Tarn made me one. If you want why, you will have to ask him.

Scale.

[He understands the vanishing video, but he wants it back for a moment because he's beginning to understand that 'why.']

I want to see a video of you in scale. How tall are you?

[That's... okay. Four supposes she can comply. She turns on the video again and holds it eye level to look up at a very large, Cybertronian table. It might as well be a skyscraper with how tall it seems from her point of view.]

I am 18.5 cm tall, or 7 inches in Earth measurements. My function is as an archivist; it's my purpose to remember and catalogue everything. I am also a part of the Law Committee, if that means anything.

Oh, it does.

Four, I believe you are a welcome and valued addition to the Decepticon cause. Forgive my incredulity.

Would you be interested in exploring where no other has explored before?

[If you are so small then you can slip around easily unnoticed. Tarn was a genius to recruit you.]

[Whoa, she got some praise? That's strangely unexpected, though definitely not unappreciated. She perks up and beams quietly to herself.]

I have gone out to explore with a group before. Not the badlands, but close enough. I'd be glad to go if you need a chronicler.

I think a chronicler is just what we need. The idea behind this mission is to learn--to discover what the Badlands are, its weaknesses, and its connections.

Especially to the Firstforged.

[He doesn't trust them.]

You may be able to see something I cannot.

It's very dangerous out there though. May I travel with you?

[And by "with" she means "in". You must have some crevice on you that she can hang out in while all you robots are doing your fighting thing.]

I don't have a conventional cockpit...

But I doubt that will be a problem for you.

You may travel with me, provided you stay within designated zones.

[Just cause he doesn't want to squish you when he transforms.]

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