Optimus Prime (
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re_alignment2012-11-01 08:34 pm
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[Video] [Originating from the Junkpile]
[A pile of junk was the last place he'd expected to end up, to be perfectly honest. In fact, it was the farthest thing from Autobot Outpost Omega 1 that you could get...well, at least now that Ratchet swept it up. The large Autobot rose from his position, brushing off the debris that seemed to collect from his initial entrance. He doesn't seem to really react to any of it, as if he was basically just acknowledging 'yep, I just landed in a trash heap. Oh well'. Out of all of the useless junk, there is one thing that catches his eye. The Link. He picks it up, eyebrow perked. Interesting...it seemed to be a communications device. He'd have to take a look at this.
But that didn't mean he wouldn't waste time with IMPORTANT things. His eyes immediately began to scan his surroundings, pupils dilating and contracting as he shifts immediately towards the stars. He always felt that the cosmos offered a better map than the landscape, although he wasn't exactly prepared for the results. And, like a camera lens, those eyes widen in shock. It was...Cybertron. There was no way he could be mistaken.
He wouldn’t hesitate to use the Link either, especially if it seemed to have communication properties. After all, he had to find his soldiers. At moments like this, it was best to stick together.]
Autobots, report in. This is Optimus Prime, and I fear we seem to have traveled somehow to our homeworld. It’s appearance is not as I remember, as if it has yet to be built. If you are nearby I will send my coordinates.
If not, report me yours so I may locate you.
[His gaze went from the stars to the layout of the land. A pile of junk...he certainly didn’t remember that, but some of the landscape was definitely ringing some bells in his processor. Or at least...they were similar enough. There were a few petite differences, but the gorges, canyons, mountains...they aligned with his own vision.]
Cybertron...
But that didn't mean he wouldn't waste time with IMPORTANT things. His eyes immediately began to scan his surroundings, pupils dilating and contracting as he shifts immediately towards the stars. He always felt that the cosmos offered a better map than the landscape, although he wasn't exactly prepared for the results. And, like a camera lens, those eyes widen in shock. It was...Cybertron. There was no way he could be mistaken.
He wouldn’t hesitate to use the Link either, especially if it seemed to have communication properties. After all, he had to find his soldiers. At moments like this, it was best to stick together.]
Autobots, report in. This is Optimus Prime, and I fear we seem to have traveled somehow to our homeworld. It’s appearance is not as I remember, as if it has yet to be built. If you are nearby I will send my coordinates.
If not, report me yours so I may locate you.
[His gaze went from the stars to the layout of the land. A pile of junk...he certainly didn’t remember that, but some of the landscape was definitely ringing some bells in his processor. Or at least...they were similar enough. There were a few petite differences, but the gorges, canyons, mountains...they aligned with his own vision.]
Cybertron...
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We may need it.
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[Also who are you.]
I do not believe we have met.
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[Long story?]
[Also he is an ex-Decepticon with the manners of a gutter-rat. Sorry?]
Drift. I'm not from your world.
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I had already dealt with Unicron in my own dimension. Should he rise...I offer my hand in assistance.
[Just to get that out of the way.]
Drift. While I do not know of you, I can only assume you are of Autobot origin.
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[This is really good news.]
Right now, he poses a danger to all of us: calling us toward the Badlands.
[He shakes his head.] No. I was a Decepticon.
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[He lost his memory in the process, but that wouldn't make a difference if it was helping out his kind.]
The Badlands. I have not heard of this place.
...
[A slight silence.]
And you are no longer.
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[Drift shakes his head.] You just got here. They're around the edge of Haven. Don't go there alone. No matter what.
I...changed, yes.
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[His brows become less furrowed at that last sentence.]
If you have changed, truly, then it does not matter what you were before.
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I'm not sure I can blame them.
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I trusted poorly in the past. I don't want to do that again.
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And you have done this.
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[A shy smile.]
You've earned yours as well, it sounds.
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[At a cost, though.]