re_alignment | [Video | Alpha Trion's Temple]

[There's a moment of fuzz before the video actually settles and comes through completely, Smokescreen standing just outside Alpha Trion's temple, one hand resting on his hip as he holds the camera with the other. He'd been filled in by an acolyte, of course, but that didn't make him any less prepared to believe completely, meaning that he had to go out and see everything for himself. A part of him wanted to find Alpha Trion himself--mostly because he couldn't believe the other was still functioning--but right now he wanted to see if he could find any of the others.]

Smokescreen reporting in. Anyone from Team Prime out there? I figured it'd be best to touch base with at least someone before I started trying to just find you guys or something like that.

[Despite the odd nature of his situation, Smokescreen seems pretty relaxed--or he's at least keeping himself together pretty well because he's not really sure how he got back to Cybertron. Sure the acolyte had told him about that giant hole that was dumping people through but..that..was about as believable as saying Starscream had changed for the better. At least in his opinion.]

Arcee? Bumblebee? Bulkhead? Ratchet? Optimus? Anyone? Come on guys, don't leave me hanging please. I really want to get the real details of whatever's going on and you're the ones I want to hear it from. As much as I'd love to just believe this was all good and well and Cybertron was really in an okay state like this, you'll understand if I completely and totally don't believe it right?

[He's itching to go and do something, like always, shifting his weight back and forth as his doorwings twitch some.]

Calling all Autobots! Please respond!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Well, two 'Cons to two 'Bots bots from his Earth isn't that bad right? Plus, neither of the 'Cons seem all that threatening.]

Just stay in line, 'Con and I won't have to blast you.

I don't answer to Autobots.

[ARGLEBARGLE :|]

Besides, you're not the law around here. There's a law enforcement organization for that. So you really shouldn't be blasting anyone.

Of course you don't. You're just a drone that does whatever Megatron tells you to do.

[Smokescreen rolls his optics, not looking all that impressed.]

And who's in charge of this law enforcement? I answer to one bot, and one bot only--er--two bots, and those are Alpha Trion and Optimus Prime.

Megatron isn't here. And we aren't drones.

[Fracas is starting to get used to being treated like a person - or at least a little used to it, anyway - so these insinuations about being a drone are grating his wiring.]

The Law Enforcement committee and Blurr. If you have a problem with that, you can take it up with them. Or the First Forged; they all authorized it. Including Alpha Trion.

Yes you are, nothing you can say will make me think otherwise, 'Con.

[Pissy newbie is pissy and likes to insult decepticons when he can.]

Well when I hear it from Alpha Trion himself, then I'll agree that they're in charge. Or Prime.

What? Angry that the acolyte you talked to was right and you can't take it out on them?

[Because he's seriously heard worse than this.]

Good luck with that; the First Forged usually have bigger things to do than confirm an easily-confirmed fact to newcomers. And our Prime isn't here.

[Smokescreen's optics dim to a narrow, the doorwings on his back shifting as he bristles a bit.]

You don't know anything, 'Con, so just slag off.

[Fracas's tone eases a bit, at least, into something vaguely more polite.]

I haven't heard or seen our version of Optimus Prime anywhere, and I've been here for a while. And the First Forged are busy forging the planet. We don't really see them often so we have to handle things among ourselves.

[None of this is helping Smokescreen's disposition. Not only does Bulkhead not recognize him, but Optimus apparently isn't here and Alpha Trion won't have time to see him. Great.]

...What the slag kind of place is this?

[He really wants to go home all of a sudden.]

Cybertron. A different one. A new one. And we're all coming here from different times and places.

[Hey, he's miles behind everyone else as far as time. So he won't see any of this pouting about not being recognized.]

Well it's not the Cybertron I want to be on.

[He says it softly, bitterly even.]

Yeah, well. That Cybertron is gone. Never coming back.

At least this one's alive.

[His doorwings droop and he glances down, bristling a bit at the same time because he hates that. Hates that their Cybertron is gone.]

...Yeah well, just because it's alive doesn't mean it's home.

Hey, I'm just glad I can set foot on solid ground without being shot at.

[And he has more people he matters to here than he ever did back in their dimension, pathetic as it is.]

Heh. Yeah I can see how that would be a nice thing for you.

So as far as I'm concerned, this is the best place I've been in a long time. If we're stuck here for a while, I. Don't really mind.

Glad you're happy at least.

[Except not really.]

No you're not.

[Lying works better when you don't have a face, bro.]

..Yeah, no, no I'm not.

Yeah, you all kind of have these little twitches when you lie. It's really easy to tell.

....I can't help it. Slag off.

... What are you going to do if I don't?

Cut the comm.

Well. Have fun with that.

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