[Video] [Transmission Originating From: The Junkpile]

[herodecoded]

[Dinobot felt in a philosophic mood. So much had transpired from the moment of his death. He was certain this was not the Pit or any afterlife. What afterlife would allow fleshlings? The Maximal had so much to question. If he had already saved history...why do the task of bringing him back again? Why at this point in time?

He decided the best method would be to reach out to the others, to see just what exactly these so-called Primes had brought to this world. Maybe then he could understand their vision...]

Is history a tale told by a fool, or something more? If fate does not write our history, does it matter who does the writing? Must free will be the absence of fate or must it be its tool?

That which I decide be mine or merely the shade of another's work? Does this story's beginning simply involve our resolution?

Oh that this too too solid metal would melt...

Comments

[megamind]

Nothing you'd recognize. [Hedging, okay. He doesn't even know.]

[my_own_trope]

Try me.

[megamind]

Let's not.

[my_own_trope]

Why? Don't you know?
Or are you something hideously bulbous and meaty, filled with fluid?

Come, why don't we have a picture?

[megamind]

Because I'm too fantastic for just every day viewing.

But you, you're a marvel of the stars! Space technology. I really do want to hear more.

[my_own_trope]

Of course you do. I'm advanced beyond anything you could imagine~. [Preens]

But let's talk about you.
Are you shy, or just ugly?

[megamind]

I am an exquisitely handsome representative of my people. I have no idea how that may translate to your, uh, optics, however. That's neither here nor there.

And honestly, I am way more interested in you. I'm an engineer, you see. Call it professional curioousity. I have a deep appreciation for sleek, advanced machinery.

[....he's not flirting we swear.]

[my_own_trope]

As you should be. Among those here, most seem... hideously out of proportion, far too bulky, and they wouldn't know aerodynamics if it punched a hole in their poorly put-together chassis.

I on the other hand, am the sleekest, most svelte design you'll find. And I'm talented too.

[megamind]

And so modest.

So what sets your people apart from robots, and what sets you apart from your people, hmmm?

[my_own_trope]

You don't need modesty when you've got experience.

We are not mere robots! I'd have hoped that was clear enough by now!

[megamind]

Pardon, I don't have the right vocabulary for your taxonomy! [He sounds conciliatory at the very least.]

[my_own_trope]

We've already covered that it's our sentience (among other things) that sets us apart from anything you organics could ever try to construct.

As for myself, I-. I am the Air Commander and second in command to this galaxy's largest, most powerful army.

My aerial combat is surpassed by none, and never has there been a more celebrated energon seeker.

[megamind]

Can you explain some things? Like "Energon" and "Seeker"? They have specific meanings for you, don't they?

Send him some chocolates and he'll tell you the rest later.

[my_own_trope]

They're words, of course they have meaning. That's the point.

I grow tired of you, alien. I will answer one of your questions. Choose wisely.

oh honey he'll send you more than chocolates.

[megamind]

Well, I can fathom that a Seeker is -- a position or type of ...person that you are.

What's energon, then?

The start of a really awkward beautiful relationship?

[my_own_trope]

Ah. Energon. It is a highly combustible, energy rich fuel not always so easily found as it is on this planet.

[Professor Starscream mode: activated]

oh yes. very much so!

[megamind]

[Megamind is so very interested.]

Is it a raw element? Is it created? How does one use it? I don't use gasoline in my creators-- I have a... special item, that generates power for the items I create.

So for someone to be dedicated to seeking such a thing, it mus be a very potent resource. Raw? Refinable? Hmm...

That relationship comes with all 30 storeys of these legs. Can he handle them gams?

[my_own_trope]

[....Professor mode: deactivated
Cryptic asshole mode: is GO GO GO!]

All of the above, and more~~.

But enough about our fuel, let's hear about your 'special' little item. Tell me, what powers it and do you have it with you?

he's going to need a really big super suit.

[megamind]

[dammit]

I deal in a very specialized form of arc reactor. Yes, I have one here. Soon as I can find materials I'll make a few more to power my inventions.

[my_own_trope]

I'd be interested in seeing your little trinket. And what sort of materials were you looking for?

We might be able to help one another.

[megamind]

Might we? [Megamind's interested, but less than trusting. He's always said team ups were for chumps... but on the new planet, he may not be able to avoid it.] I'll show you mine if you show me yours. I want to know about your people and this energon. Deal?

[my_own_trope]

Mmm, yes. I believe I could be bothered to bring along a cube of the stuff.

You have my frequency. Contact me when you're ready to impress~.

[megamind]

You're on my speed dial.

[ And his radar, but that's obvious. ]

[my_own_trope]

[/disconnects]