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[neededthat]

[The feed flickers to life and Ratchet peers into the communicator he has, tinkering with it. At least it's working... somewhat. He looks like he has woken up in the temple of Solian Temple.]

Blasted thing. My own communications aren’t working. It must be scattered or something. [The video flickers and Ratchet smacks it a few more times, to make it focus again, grumbling under his breath as he looks around.]

Ultra Magnus, Bumble Bee, if anyone can hear this, I require assistance. I don’t know if you can triangulate my transmission and find my exact location or not, but-- Oh, what am I saying?

[He rubs at his face, his mind raking for ideas.]

That bot said this is Cybertron but... it's not one I'm familiar with. [He pauses with a heavy sigh passing through his vents.]

For all I know, I could be just talking to myself with this thing.

[...]

Scrap.

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[neededthat]

[There's a sound of a shrug.]

Some Cybertronians were hard to come by, especially of they even passed by Earth.

Then again, where I come from Cybertron has been recreated and has begun a new.

[treacherous_widow]

Yeah, I didn't. I came from being stuck on prehistoric Earth. We had scrap from our own ships to use and whatever else we could dig up.


A bot can get pretty creative with limited resources and an over abundance of Energon.