video | Trion's temple

[sciencetank]

[Oh, hello there. A robot with an accent. And... a face that may just be vaguely familiar to some. Even if the rest of his frame... isn't. It's sort of huge.]

Cybertron. Or so I'm told. One might almost mistake it for another world entirely, when it lacks the gratuitous explosions and warships. That said, I'm not entirely convinced. Is this truly Cybertron? And, if so, how is it the planet appears... so much more intact than it conceivably should?

[Is he talking to himself, or to the Link? Hard to say.]

Which brings me to yet another issue with the current predicament, I suppose. Optimus? Ratchet? You were here a moment ago, don't tell me you've been left out of this nonsense.

[Because that's just not fair.]

Once more. Optimus? Ratchet? ... Jetfire? This is Perceptor, and I would appreciate a status update, if you've time in your terribly crowded schedules.

[The last comes out more than a little irritated. None of this makes sense, and that is a problem.]

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[Video]

[sciencetank]

A discrepancy? You're suggesting that while we remain here, time in our universe of origin is therefore altered. Slowing down, I would assume, from your description.

[Even being here for five minutes is detrimental to the project. Seriously. They need to get the boat out of dock, so to speak.]

In that case... perhaps periods of observation would be a pleasant course of study. Provided, or course, we have little to worry about in terms of timing our return home.

[He taps at his chin.]

Legends were never a topic requiring my attention. I believe those are best left to Autobots of a different mindset.

[Video]

[angleofscience]

There is no evidence of this yet, except for incidental such from a similar situation to this one that I was in before I came here... But considering my absence for even a few kliks might have left a planet scorched into uninhability, I hope that such a discrepancy exists.

[Five minutes? Say a klik, if that. Of course, if there is no discrepancy, then Earth turned into a scorched husk several months ago, as it were. The thought still doesn't sit well with Jetfire.]

It has been, truly, even with the issue of time passing... As lacking not just a known and reasonably safe possible route to our various realities, but the technology to get there as well has pretty much forced some measure of patience.

[He chuckles at that, tilting his helm in a nod.]

I know what any other mech from my reality knows with merely a passing familiarity with the Covenant of Primus, even as religion and our past, tied such as it is to said beliefs and would be hard to extricate from them, isn't in my... ah, personal interest.

[But in a way, it's almost become that, due to circumstances.]

[Video]

[sciencetank]

A similar situation? Do you care to elaborate?

[He would love to hear this. Seriously. He's all ears. Audios. Whichever.]

Is technology an issue here? I've yet to hear anything in that regard one way or another.

[And he would like equipment thanks.]

Then I won't ask you to elaborate. Rather... what do you know of those here calling themselves Firstforged?

[Video]

[angleofscience]

While the location was extremely different, the basic situation of individuals arriving from many different... er, realities was the same, and sometimes they came from the same reality, weeks or months apart, without having noticed anyone of those who might be present having been missing.

[It's highly incidental he knows, but it's all he has to go on presently, though...]

Besides that, the only other thing seems to be some indication that the various crewmembers of the Lost Light are arriving... not exactly from the same moment in time, but within a rather concentrated timeframe.

And technology is certainly an... issue. There's what the Firstforged have, but I'm not sure how much that is... anything else, we don't. Not even the factories or equipment to make it yet, which... [Jetfire trails off briefly, a static sigh escaping him as he shakes his helm] isn't particularly surprising, considering the early stage of development on this Cybertron.

As I understand it, it's not ready for any population really, unwitting visitors or the future native Cybertronians.

[Crossing his arms, Jetfire looks away from the screen, optics dimming slightly in thought.]

Not much. If I should compare with what I know of legends from my reality, there ought, and might yet be even if they aren't all in contact with us, thirteen "firstforged". Supposedly the first Primus brought into existence, the first to be given spark of his spark as they say.

[He hums softly and then looks back.]

However it is with that, they're all above fifty feet tall, and one of them seems to be a combiner, which is interesting in itself, as that seems to suggest that at least here, even if the technology to create gestalt teams aren't found until later, the ability exists latently.