[VIDEO | Solus Prime's temple]

[cec_engineer]

I wish I could say being transported to another universe was the strangest thing that's happened to me.

[Despite his initial comment being fairly light hearted, Isaac is frowning.]

Assuming these robots haven't been loaded with the wrong data, I'm supposed to believe I'm on a planet called Cybertron? Can't say I've heard of it before.

[Sigh] At least I'm... safe now. I assume these robots have some sort of defense function - God knows I could use a break.

Anyway, the original broadcast of this video was to see whether I'm alone or not. Spending the rest of my natural life with these mechs isn't really my idea of retirement.

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[cec_engineer]

So, how did this 'dark energon' work its way into your system? [He realises he doesn't even know what energon is, but figures he'll get his answer within the answer of the question he just asked. Engineers!]

I've had video replies from other humans, so I assume there's some sort of sustainable food source. Either way, I seem to have been living in a state of probably maybe going to get torn to pieces very soon - so I doubt it'll be hard to settle in.

I guess that's something we have in common.

[dinnerdate]

I'm... not entirely sure. I guess it's radioactive... It's not something I would drink, and I know I didn't do that.

There's the pantry here it's got some stuff. Not sure how much variety from what I've heard of organic foods. And there's water. Oh, and that beer stuff.

Your world's pretty chaotic too, huh?

[cec_engineer]

So it was involuntary? That's a shame. [He's being sincere. Really.]

As long as I can live off it, I don't really care - although I wouldn't object to a nice slab of meat. That mention of beer does sound like I'll be set for the next week, though.

[Shrug] Very much so, but everyone has enough problems without me whining about my own.

[dinnerdate]

Pretty much. I was just transporting the stuff.

I'm don't know if there's any of that... but I'm sure you can ask. Look for Blurr. Small blue mech that talks as fast as he moves.

And I don't mind listening if you ever want to.

[He's a bartender, he's used to people talking at him about things.]

[cec_engineer]

I'll keep an eye out for him.

[Is that a ghost of a smile that just appeared across his face? Dead End, you spoil him!]

I appreciate the notion, and all I can do is return the favour.

[Not that he's particularly good at talking over problems with, but he figures it would be a nice distraction from his own teetering sanity]

[dinnerdate]

He's hard to miss.

[Well he's certainly not going to complain about that. Smiling is a good thing, and it doesn't usually happen when people talk to him.]

I'm sure you wouldn't want to hear about any more of my problems, but. Thanks.