Prima (
primianpolarity) wrote in
re_alignment2012-11-09 09:19 pm
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[Video]
The video opens to white walls. What seems like the interior of Prima's temple, for anyone who's ever been there, but recognizable by design only. It's a room that's never been seen before by any Refugee.
In the background, voices can be heard murmuring. Some familiar, some not. One a deep, resonant growl - another smooth like oil. Prima's the one facing the camera, but behind him many of the other the Firstforged can be seen, apparently wrapping up a meeting of some sort...
...including one or two who haven't been seen before. One, wrapped in what looks like an energy sphere vanishes quickly in a flash of light, spacebridging away - of another, only a set of what look like steel, pleated wings are visible.
"We know many of you have questions about the...recent happenings," Prima begins, folding his hands behind him - the camera source seems to be from something other than his personal systems. "In the interest of efficiency, we invite you to ask them in a more direct manner."
"Remind me," an off-screen voice murmurs, utterly humorless, "To reinforce the defenses on my Temple. I don't want another one of your...creatures...messing up the place again."
Nexus, barely visible - even with his greater bulk - shrugs. "They're more than just 'creatures', and they're really not that bad, once you get to know 'em, I promise. So long as they're Marked..."
Prima briefly glances to the two arguing, then reaches forward to end the transmission.
In the background, voices can be heard murmuring. Some familiar, some not. One a deep, resonant growl - another smooth like oil. Prima's the one facing the camera, but behind him many of the other the Firstforged can be seen, apparently wrapping up a meeting of some sort...
...including one or two who haven't been seen before. One, wrapped in what looks like an energy sphere vanishes quickly in a flash of light, spacebridging away - of another, only a set of what look like steel, pleated wings are visible.
"We know many of you have questions about the...recent happenings," Prima begins, folding his hands behind him - the camera source seems to be from something other than his personal systems. "In the interest of efficiency, we invite you to ask them in a more direct manner."
"Remind me," an off-screen voice murmurs, utterly humorless, "To reinforce the defenses on my Temple. I don't want another one of your...creatures...messing up the place again."
Nexus, barely visible - even with his greater bulk - shrugs. "They're more than just 'creatures', and they're really not that bad, once you get to know 'em, I promise. So long as they're Marked..."
Prima briefly glances to the two arguing, then reaches forward to end the transmission.

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[He's quite impressed at the pulling-people-back-from-the-death thing, no lie.] That's amazing and something I'm really grateful for sir.
The CALL is Unicron doing right? Any reason why it was so strong a few days ago?
There must be a way to stop it.
[Cute, Vector.]
Ohhhhhh...are they shy?
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Perhaps not so much 'shy' as...they do not find an interest in you. [he shrugs slightly. their loss. but...there's one more question, and he grows serious.]
There must be - it is only a matter of time before we find it, and stop it. Most likely by purging the Badlands themselves. I imagine it was strong, because...well...
...I believe Unicron was calling for an army.
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I'm not interesting at all so that's fine in my books. [Said quite matter-of-factly.
Blurr fowns slightly, thinking.] So if we purge the Badlands we could stop this? Him and his soon to be army?
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If we purge the Badlands, if we can finish our purification and preparation of this world...we can end the threat of Unicron, and more so, have all the time and power to devote to returning those who wanted to go back home. Or, for those who wanted to stay...for them to begin a civilization.
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Uhm...I can't return home.
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...why not?
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I rather stay here.
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