Barricade [Bayverse] (
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[audio] [the Game has Changed] - Ninth Transmission
[The initial assessment of the situation hadn't taken long. No guards, a strange place - this wasn't the mine he'd made into his home, not in the least - a small winged lizard creeled at him and then vanished into thin air. His shotgun on a table, with a holster. That was handy. The remnants of a life that apparently just left like the organic sitting strewn about.
Then, there was the communication network. He studied it for a good, long while. Someone here bore a face that was and wasn't his. And they were revolting.
Measures needed to be taken.
The Link transmission opens with a sharp electronic pop, and the voice on the other end is Barricade's, but rougher and colder.]
This is the Lord High Protector. Any Decepticons within transmission range - I require a sitrep on the current location and your status. I also require the last known whereabouts of the imposter Barricade.
I should not have to remind you that you ignore these orders at your own peril. By the Allspark, I shall feed you to the Autobots myself if you fail me.
That is all.
[The transmission cuts out immediately after. Anyone in Solus Prime's temple might catch sight of the 'Lord High Protector' in the halls, though. Barricade, though not with the face he was upgraded to... and without legs, wheeling himself through the halls in a battered chair, now-holstered shotgun slung across the back.]
Then, there was the communication network. He studied it for a good, long while. Someone here bore a face that was and wasn't his. And they were revolting.
Measures needed to be taken.
The Link transmission opens with a sharp electronic pop, and the voice on the other end is Barricade's, but rougher and colder.]
This is the Lord High Protector. Any Decepticons within transmission range - I require a sitrep on the current location and your status. I also require the last known whereabouts of the imposter Barricade.
I should not have to remind you that you ignore these orders at your own peril. By the Allspark, I shall feed you to the Autobots myself if you fail me.
That is all.
[The transmission cuts out immediately after. Anyone in Solus Prime's temple might catch sight of the 'Lord High Protector' in the halls, though. Barricade, though not with the face he was upgraded to... and without legs, wheeling himself through the halls in a battered chair, now-holstered shotgun slung across the back.]
no subject
You are an Autobot.
[Oh, that was the wrong thing to tell him.]
Your quaint network contains archives of old transmissions. Did you believe I would not check it to gain my bearings on this place? That I would not notice him, and your conversations with him?
no subject
Even if I had, I wouldn't remember them.
On top of that we're supposed to be starting over, here. Unless your name is Tarn, which it isn't.
[That hadn't gone well, and he still feels bad about voting to give Tarn a chance. With Barricade, though, its harder to accept that he might be bad.]
So how come you're using his device, then? Acolytes hand those out standard issue. Did you wake up in the junk pile?
...
Do you have a Glyph?