[Audio/Video] Totally not compensating for anything, nope.

[cliffjumper]

Absolute glitchin' slag.

[There's more insults than those being muttered over the audio, but they're kept at a lower pitch, and the noises of metal or other items being thrown around obscures some of it.]

One of these days I'm actually gonna get to stay put an' where the slag--- [Either the speaker just stumbled over something, or yanked something out of a pile.] Finally! Ugh. Okay.

[And then have video and a red cybertronian with sensor horns leaning against... a very large cannon (or is he just that small?).]

Any of you find a large sniper rifle calibrated for someone my height before I do, I'd appreciate if you ask me if it's mine.

[Because that thing was made for him, so. And while sniper rifles aren't his favourite weapon, he's picked up the talent and he came here with it... as his found cannon can testify. Cliffjumper grunts and drags a hand down his faceplates.]

Got the basics, blah blah, besides that what is the situation? An' for the information, apparently even TransTech, who proclaimed themselves quite above the rest of us, can't make proper stellar span.... er, space bridges.

[He's not going to assume anyone he knows... from either two dimensions or Axiom Nexus is here. And the real kicker? He has the vaguest impression he sort of bounced briefly into the negative polarity universe before coming here, but he's not sure and that, along with his missing weapons, is just torqueing him off.]

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[sword_redemption]

[He furrows his brow.] A little optimism? It's good to be prepared, but an attitude like that could cause a lot more trouble than it's worth.

[He shrugs.] Then maybe these TransTechs don't know as much as whatever brought us here. But we're here now, and this world doesn't deserve what we did to Cybertron.

[cliffjumper]

Just bein' realistic, though hopefully nothin' will happen. At all.

[Even whenever this Cybertron gets its own actual population instead of this extra-dimensional hodge-podge.]

Would serve 'em right. [Not that he already didn't know they weren't as good or high and mighty as they liked to think themselves as.]

We who? [Cliffjumper just snorts; while obviously everybody had a part in the war that reduced Cybertron to a shadow of its former self...] 'Cause I gotta say, not all of us have the same complicity.

[And he's heard or read about quite a few variations by now.]

[sword_redemption]

Realistic. You just got here. [This was like Starscream all over again, thinking because he knew his world he knew everything.]

The ones that have been pulled here, same as you have. There's a reason we're here, which supercedes these 'TransTechs'. And I'm pretty sure the point of us being here is to learn NOT to do what we've done.

[cliffjumper]

Sure. I've also been to another place just before that had mechs from all over the fraggin'... multiverse? whatever, an' the story's almost always the same.

[Confused staring.] What'd the TransTech got to do with this? Just made a comment 'cause they thought they were so much better than everybody else.

They finally deigned to send people who'd been experimented on home, but of course they wouldn't let us choose where to go... [shrug.] 'Course they ain't got a meltin' gimbal's flying frag to do with this Cybertron...

Ain't seein' any reason we're here except the fact that we're asked to help after the fact.

[And frankly, he's kind of relieved the Lambda is (probably) an accident or something, not (hopefully) planned by the... Firstforged. That's still kind of stunning.]