[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.]

Comments

[video]

[raceme]

CLIFFJUMPER!

[He could recognize you anywhere, buddy.]

Ah..wait... you are not the one from my world You sound the same at least.

TransTech?

[video]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

['sniper rifle calibrated to his height'? What the what now?]

Think you mean calibrated to your ugly.

[Video]

[youhavebeenswindled]

[Someone mentioned weapons. Swindle is so there.

Also he can't help but admire that great big cannon there.]

Well, if I find it I'll be sure to give it back to you~

Mind if I ask about that cannon there?

[sword_redemption]

The situation is there's no war here. We're trying to keep it that way.

And this isn't on any map, I don't think, because it's Cybertron.

[video]

[a_father_to_his_men]

[Megatron can't help but be excited to see Cliffjumper, if for no other reason than he is quite happy to see people from home.]

Cliffjumper, you are here now I see. It's good to see you again.

[idle_time]

[Cliffjumper! ...A Cliffjumper, anyway! But Wreck-Gar recognizes the little red robot all the same.]

Consider if you will, the follow situation. Cybertron is newly born, watched over by the First-Forged. From across all reality, they have gathered Transformers and other beings to help tame this wild world. Leaving them little choice but to work together and hope that eventually, they will be able to Leap home.

AUDIO;

[inferiordude]

C-Cliffy!

Oh jeez dude, it's good to hear from you.

[audio]

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

Sounds like you've circled the drain a few times.



Wait, that doesn't sound right.

audio;

[namesnotprowl]

[CLIFFJUMPER!

... Wait. What? Different one? Maybe. It's easy enough to check, luckily.]

TransTechs, you say? You know 'em?

audio

[not_halfbaked]

...Has this happened to you before?

[ Video ]

[docbot]

[ His expression is, perhaps, a touch more unhinged than normal. While Ratchet knows that this isn't his Cliffjumper (the looks are different enough), it's not every day that you hear the voice of someone who you thought dead and zombified. ]

I, ah... You've landed on primordial Cybertron through a dimensional rift called the Lambda. You probably have a mark on you somewhere designating which of the First Forged are to be your patron while you're here.

[ichooseboth]

[...Transtechs? Well, well.]


...Axiom Nexus, then?