[video] Backdated to the early days of the event

[ichooseboth]

[The video comes on in the middle of one of the recent battlegrounds, camera display (relayed optic-view) bobbing as the 'bot it belongs to runs along. The sounds of battle and low calls of the largest of monsters are distant, but after a few moments one of the smaller, faster beasts catches up with the speeding cameramech.

The bot deploys a glowing energon-axe as he jerks to avoid a blow, sparks flying off scoured armor, before dispatching the weaker beast with an awkwardly returned slice, not breaking his stride even when he has to leap over the still-glowing pieces.]


-This is Optimus Prime.


[Admittedly, he'd hoped to stay quiet, to largely lay low for a while and see how this newest inter-dimensional kidnapping played out. Perhaps it was benign. Perhaps he would not be needed.

...Unfortunately, he hadn't exactly counted on a full-scale invasion.]


Anyone in the South-western quadrant, adjacent to Prima's Northern-most borders may want to remove themselves from the line of fire, unless they are prepared to defend against two converging waves.

A large group of creatures made up of approximately twenty to twenty five of the heavier-class individuals are making their way into the next quadrant over- Alpha Trion's territory.  Another group, possibly newly-arrived of almost the same scale is coming in from the center of the junkyard.


[Alpha Trion. A First-Forged. The view wobbled briefly as he shook his head. That was still...unbelievable.

Not that he had time to contemplate it. The Prime abruptly skid to a halt as he reached the top of a ridge, ducking down, voice lowering. Another large group of beings were on the other side.]


...I will be attempting to lure the bulk of this group and the one still on my tailgate into the junkyard, away from the facilities.  If anyone is in the area and able to assist, I would appreciate it.


[A short nod. Right then.]

Prime out.

[And the feed cuts.]

Comments

/even later

[sword_redemption]

[He's a little surprised, yeah. You could say that.]

I'm...here. And sort of dying. [S-sorry?]

[Action]

[invisiblepinkboat]

... Point---

[She didn't like to admit it, but it was true. Pausing only because of his surprised reaction, Elita looked back at Optimus with a tilted helm and twitched her back-mounted panels in something like a hug... And then raised her EMP scrambler to shoot some creatures that were getting close with the pause in fire from Optimus.]

Ah, yes. Alloys in my armour adapt to the surroundings. Properly I suppose it's a sort of camouflage, but since it does make me invisible...

[Another wing-hull shrug.]

Let him add you to his kill roster and that'll cheer him RIGHT UP! :D?

[my_own_trope]

That's what you are, isn't it?

ALL THE LATES

[ichooseboth]

[...wait, what?!]

What is your location? Were you attacked by the creatures?

I was thinking something more along the lines of robopuppies and therapy! :V

[ichooseboth]

There are a surprising number of 'Primes' running around in this place. And at least two of me.

So, yes. Not that is important at the moment, given the massive creature attack.

[So. Very. Dry. Do you have a relevant point, mech?]

[Action]

[ichooseboth]

[Optimus jerked, but didn't even need to lift his own gun to return fire as well, as Elita's own salvo took care of the ones closing in on them. He gave her a look and a nod.]

Impressive. I wish I had more of a chance to see it.

[Not that it truly helped against the vast group chasing them, but it would be some time before they worked them down...if they managed it at all without being overrun.

Even so, they continued on, Optimus throwing a seemingly random punch out against some of the scrap as they leapt over an unstable bit of debris. The blow knocked aside old support beams, which sent the pile tumbling down behind them at their heels, crushing a portion of the creatures unfortunately close behind them.]

Wanna bet how long those robopuppies remain in the land of the living once Stasrcream gets to play?

[my_own_trope]

Congratulations. You've found like-minded company.

You're a Prime. You can handle a little multitasking.

[Action]

[invisiblepinkboat]

There's always later.

[Her smile was brief but genuine, and like this, it felt natural. Of course, a pressured situation would force anyone who wanted to survive to put aside awkwardness in favour of battle programming and knowledge and awareness of their surroundings.

As Optimus took a swing and crushing the sharkticons behind them, Elita leaped, using the falling debris as her launch point to land in a small group in front of them to the side, movements quick and efficient.

If it would have been someone she knew better, she'd have done the safer thing and just used Optimus as a launch point, but as he wasn't, she chose the moving debris instead.]

[video]

[aerospacecommander]

Chosen by ... uh ... er ... Primus to do ... something ... important?

[He mostly ignored Sunstorm's constant blabbering about the whole prophecy-chosen-one-thing.]

[sword_redemption]

In pursuit of a group of them. [He's got this. He could handle the Swarm; these were pretty much the same, just a different flavor of ugly.]

I think everyone's been attacked. But no, I've got the plague.

So does Pharma.

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[ichooseboth]

[Oh yeah, he's trying not to laugh now.]

Ah. Right. Of course. 'That important thing'?

...I don't know. Maybe one will end up his 2nd in command? :V

[ichooseboth]

I'd rather not, honestly.

Don't you have any monsters of your own to deal with?

[ichooseboth]

[...why is everyone trying to break his processor?]

...I'm sorry. Plague?!

[Action]

[ichooseboth]

[He almost smiled, both at the idea of meeting her again later, and the assumption that they would survive. It always did wonders for his own optimism when others shared in that faith.]

I certainly would not object.

[Watching her leap in approval, Optimus jumped forward as well, using the small moment of hesitation her abrupt appearance caused amongst their enemies to unleash a brief salvo of his own, before abruptly switching out guns for energon blade, cleaving one in two.

Alternate universe Elita or not, they still worked well together.]

If it doesn't have flight capabilities, it's never getting a promotion

[my_own_trope]

Oh? Avoiding people now, are we? Just what do you have to hide from the other Primes? Are you unworthy of their presence? Cowed by their speeches about love and kindness?

Or do they all just not measure up?

And you're discounting that some of us have already dispatched of any beast foolish enough to try and approach.

[By which he means, he's been hiding out in his room at Liege's house, and got bored so it was time to harass people on the internet]

[Action]

[invisiblepinkboat]

[She smiled at that, looking up at Optimus just as he cleaved one of the creatures in two, and after that she studied his moves as he moved his blade, and then slid in beside and behind him, back-mounted panels spread and sometimes using them to fade out against the mech behind her...

Sure, the sharkticons knew she was there, technically, but they still got confused when she "disappeared", and it's hard to defend against something you can't precisely see.]

Prime, we've got---

[Staring at a small group of three sharkticons that rounded a hill, Elita looked up, slowly, and what came above the top of the hill was really why she'd cut herself off.

It looked like something like a dragon, if either of them would know what it was, though made of metal and wires, fully large enough to let either of them ride it. When it bellowed, it sounded like a horn being blown.]

[sword_redemption]

[Try living through it.]

Plague. Red Rust. It sort of...melts your insides and you leak them out.

It's...not very nice.

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[aerospacecommander]

Something like that.

Saving the world, the universe. Something.

[ichooseboth]

[.....]

I'd say not.

[Understatement of the megavorn. What does he even SAY to something like that?]

...Are there no treatment options? Have the firstforged been able to help?

...turbopup can fly, clearly!

[ichooseboth]

...Not in the least.

[He fights the urge to grunt out an irritable sigh, steadfastly refusing to give the conversation more than a percent of his concentration memory as he continues battling elsewhere.]

Well that is certainly fortunate for you.

[Action]

[ichooseboth]

[Optimus paused, instinctively jerking into a defensive stance, even before he caught sight of the creature.]

...Oh. Well. That isn't good.

[Understatement much?]

Take out the sharkticons first - we can't have them get in the way while we deal with that thing!

[He immediately followed his own advise and opened fire on the sharkticons and other smaller, remaining creatures, drawing another roar from the massive beast as it began to charge down the unstable hill of junk.]

[sword_redemption]

Vector Prime has slowed it. So it's just...gross. [Which is bad enough.]

And Pharma is working on a cure, but, well, no hands.

[So, yeah, complicated.]

Hope it knows how to stay out of rotors too...

[my_own_trope]

Then it's settled. You should have a Prime party. Oh it'll be fun~. You can all sit around on your magnanimous backsides and plan on how to get rid of all those nasty Decepticons loitering around.

Yes, some of us are simply superior tacticians when it comes to this sort of thing.

[Action]

[invisiblepinkboat]

[Elita's surprise didn't last long enough to become a problem; she was much too trained for that, and sprung into action as soon as Optimus spoke about focusing on the sharkticons first.]

Just need to... finish before it comes down!

[It wasn't a complaint or pointing out something impossible, merely expressing the tension as she leaped. She landed on top of one sharkticon and aimed her scrambler downwards, firing before jumping for the next and crudely going straight through the eye.

Pure pit-fighting, and not something she knew a lot of, or was particularly well-versed in, but at least all (for now) smaller creatures were taken care of as the giant as much fell as landed at the bottom of the hill, wings spread.]

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[ichooseboth]

...Are you planning on saving the world, Starscream?