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re_alignment2013-07-01 06:09 pm
solianpolarity) wrote in re_alignment2013-07-01 06:09 pm
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[Video - Evening] Lights amongst the dark
[The camera clicks on, and two very different Primes appear. Solus Prime is kneeling down, examining what appears to be a large, metal container as she speaks with Liege, who watches on. A moment goes by before she gives the comm, held in unmoving acolyte hands, a glance.]
-Prima's Touch was a clever addition. It will be interesting to see if his boon will help them survive the wilds more readily- Ah, very good.
[She stands, dusting off her hands with the faintest of pleased smirks.]
In the interests of continuing our work, we have elected to make this next experimental addition for improving Cybertron a bit more...visible.
[She turns a bit somber, optics softening.]
It also happens that it has been an entire solar cycle since you all have started arriving here once more. Roughly. Perhaps that is not a cause for celebration for many of you, but it is still a significant occasion to be honored.
[She gestures to her brother, who rises the lid so she can reach into the container and pulls out...what seems to be a handful of light. In actuality, it is what appears to be little glowing robobugs. They skitter across her plating, varied in design quirks but largely resembling a cross between rotor-laden dragonflies and moths with delicate metallic wiring.]
[Liege reaches out, picking one up in-between his claws and examining it closely--it might be obvious to all who were present for it that these definitely have a relationship to Jetfire's glowbugs.]
It would be best if you left them alone to do their job. They are perfectly harmless. However, they are designed to seek out raw resources and other sources of energy, so following their glow could be quite...lucrative. Consider it something of a treasure hunt, if you will.
Among a plethora of other functions. They should also be able to give us more information about the boundaries and composition of the badlands, once they depart the Haven. Until then...perhaps some enjoyment can be found in their display.
[Solus shrugs faintly, before lifting the lid holding back the swarm and vanishes in the midst of the glowing rush of tiny wings.]
...
[For those not watching the communicators or happen to be outside...from the top of Prima's glowing tower, a different sort of light slowly emerges, and seems to balloon out. The cloud gets larger and larger, like glowing smoke, before breaking up and fanning out in all directions and lighting up the sky.
For the next week, the swarm of Pixels will flock around the Haven, highlighting various, previously unknown energon pools, crystals, and even some nice finds in the junkyard. Solus Prime will be releasing a new batch each night, adding to the swarm until they eventually depart, en mass, for parts unknown.]
[Note: Those who reply to this message with an in-character action of following the pixels will be rewarded with a small item! Be creative in specifying where and how, and see what treasure awaits...]
-Prima's Touch was a clever addition. It will be interesting to see if his boon will help them survive the wilds more readily- Ah, very good.
[She stands, dusting off her hands with the faintest of pleased smirks.]
In the interests of continuing our work, we have elected to make this next experimental addition for improving Cybertron a bit more...visible.
[She turns a bit somber, optics softening.]
It also happens that it has been an entire solar cycle since you all have started arriving here once more. Roughly. Perhaps that is not a cause for celebration for many of you, but it is still a significant occasion to be honored.
[She gestures to her brother, who rises the lid so she can reach into the container and pulls out...what seems to be a handful of light. In actuality, it is what appears to be little glowing robobugs. They skitter across her plating, varied in design quirks but largely resembling a cross between rotor-laden dragonflies and moths with delicate metallic wiring.]
[Liege reaches out, picking one up in-between his claws and examining it closely--it might be obvious to all who were present for it that these definitely have a relationship to Jetfire's glowbugs.]
It would be best if you left them alone to do their job. They are perfectly harmless. However, they are designed to seek out raw resources and other sources of energy, so following their glow could be quite...lucrative. Consider it something of a treasure hunt, if you will.
Among a plethora of other functions. They should also be able to give us more information about the boundaries and composition of the badlands, once they depart the Haven. Until then...perhaps some enjoyment can be found in their display.
[Solus shrugs faintly, before lifting the lid holding back the swarm and vanishes in the midst of the glowing rush of tiny wings.]
...
[For those not watching the communicators or happen to be outside...from the top of Prima's glowing tower, a different sort of light slowly emerges, and seems to balloon out. The cloud gets larger and larger, like glowing smoke, before breaking up and fanning out in all directions and lighting up the sky.
For the next week, the swarm of Pixels will flock around the Haven, highlighting various, previously unknown energon pools, crystals, and even some nice finds in the junkyard. Solus Prime will be releasing a new batch each night, adding to the swarm until they eventually depart, en mass, for parts unknown.]
[Note: Those who reply to this message with an in-character action of following the pixels will be rewarded with a small item! Be creative in specifying where and how, and see what treasure awaits...]
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I'll be sure to remember that for the future. And I'll say this; y'know how to make a dimension-hopping mech feel right at home.
[Between the Pixels and the games, it's starting to seem like the old days. Well. Older days, anyway.]
[Barricade flicks his claws a few times as they start to get wet, though once the smell starts to change he begins digging a little more carefully. Something obviously broke in the pile, and if there are more he doesn't want to accidentally break them too. If nothing else, it gives him a solid direction to focus his efforts, shifting the junk out of the way that's closest to the trail of blue.]
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I do try.
[The closer Barricade gets, the faster the flow becomes, right up until he exposes a spigot, which is spraying the wine at a steady rate, possibly right up into his faceplates. A little more investigation into what the spigot is attached to, and Barricade will find...an entire outdoor fountain, turned on it's side.
It's huge, it's gaudy, it looks like something straight up out of the most wastefully decadent of Cybertonian eras, and it still has the gilded chunk of plaza it was embedded in stuck to the bottom. Which luckily for Barricade, includes the wine reservoir underneath.]
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I think they have a sense of humor, too.
[At least from here he can shut down the flow now. That and take stock of what exactly he's looking at. For a few moments he just stares at it, shaking his head. Now this is something he'd expect to see in the upper zones of Axiom.
... Maybe he should keep it. Hrm.]
Say. How do you feel about gaudy wine fountains?
[He just has to ask.]
voice/action;
I certainly did not slip in any humor-programming. ...And 'wine fountains'?
[She sounds rather perplexed by the very notion.]
I cannot say that it sounds useful in the slightest.
voice/action;
Well, it's useful for making a certain kind of impression on folks. Namely, that you're so stinking rich you can throw away money on wine fountains.
I only ask because I seem to have found one.