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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[And dragging poor mechs like the Refugees with him.]
[You know, while most mechs would get bored hearing the full, drawn out tale--you're talking to Alpha Trion here. He listens, rapt.]
That does parallel our own troubles, in many ways. This 'Heart of Darkness,' in its own right, sounds not unlike the Badlands--resurrecting monsters from within.
I've heard of Vector Sigma before. It's been mentioned in a number of separate writings, collected from innumerable universes... [Actually, the number was 6, but innumerable sounded more impressive.] You say that inserting this Matrix of Leadership prevented the D-void from coming through?
Re: yes. You won the ULTIMATE PRIZE: One internet
[your patience is p. weird trion]
So... wait. How are those two things similar?
[Swerve shrugs because being helpful is just so what he does]
I guess? I mean, it did something. Just not sure what.