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[sixmillionyears]

[ If there's one thing Tailgate has discovered he's not a fan of, it's waking up uncertain how he got there, after some uncertain length of unconsciousness. That's a lot of uns. Too many.

Which is why the Tailgate currently being broadcast to you live from somewhere in the junk pile is looking a liiiittle bit panicked. Just a wee bit. ]

What year is it?!

[ Or, y'know, a lot. ]

W-where am I?! Where's the ship?!

[ Okay, focus. Slow, even vents. Can't pass out now. ]

Ooooh slag not again.

Swerve? Rewind? Cyclonus? C'mon guys, someone talk to me. I'd even settle for Ultra Magnus right now...

[ He ducks his head down into his hands and focuses on his venting again, and it's only after he calms himself a little that he seems to take proper stock of his surroundings. ]

How did I even get down here..?

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[cliffjumper]

... Every one but you?

[Cliffjumper just gives Tailgate a confused stare and helm-tilt.]

Don't think this is particularly normal, 'cause I only know two or three others 'sides myself who's been dimension hoppin' before we came here. Everyone else are straight from where they belong.

An' not a clue. Last reality I was in had interdimensional spacebridges all set up, you just needed to know the... number or designation or whatever of the dimension you wanted to go to, but here?

Even if someone knew or had the knowledge how, we ain't go slag.

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[sixmillionyears]

Well everyone seems to be taking rampant weirdness pretty well.

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[cliffjumper]

Suppose so, but if ya want some reassurance, I certainly didn't take it well when I had my first dimension hop...

[Cliffjumper pauses and considers what to actually mention... Oh, of course.]

Rodimus had a mustache.

[He grins and shrugs. There, simple and without need to explain everything.]

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[sixmillionyears]

Rodimus? A mustache?

[ T. Trying so hard to envision this and failing. ]

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[cliffjumper]

Yeah. It looked ridiculous. Went all around like this...

[Cliffjumper sort of circles his mouth down to his chinguard with a finger.]

Black, too, but I suppose that fits, since he was purple an' black instead of red an' orange and yellow and slag.

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[sixmillionyears]

Wh-- But that sounds ridiculous!

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[cliffjumper]

He claimed it made him look distinguished.

[Cliffjumper's trying hard not to snicker, and more or less failing. Not that Rodimus hadn't obviously been somewhat self-critical about it, but that wasn't important here. What was important was to in some small way distract Tailgate and hopefully make him more at ease.]

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[sixmillionyears]

[ Well, Tailgate is certainly distracted, albeit still a little. Uneasy. ]

It sounds like it made him look stupid.

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[cliffjumper]

Wouldn't disagree with ya there, 'cause he certainly did. Surprised the slag outta me when I first saw it, since I wondered where he'd gotten the new paintjob an a mustache between the short time it'd taken me to go through a slaggin' portal on Earth and end up on what I thought was my Cybertron.

Skippin' dimensions ain't all that much fun, but at least no one's shootin' at you.

[Yet. It might happen, after all, for a lot of reasons. Cliffjumper does wonder what being Glyphless would mean for anything sentient... It's enough to make you twitchy.]