[Video] DJD PSA: The Royal “We”

[songofmypeople]

 [The video starts with a neck up image of a guy that has DECEPTICON for a FACE. Well, that's never a good sign. And depending on Tarn's naughty list, things might just get a little worse (for you). But hey! At least he's playing some classy music in the background.] 

I'd like to interrupt everyone getting along so well with one another to bring you this message:  This is the DJD.  

For those of you who don't know our work, I suggest you ask someone more familiar with the role we play. Someone like the medic Ambulon. [The name positively rolls off his tongue.] I believe you can find him in 'Nexus Prime's' quadrant. 

[Kids, this is what happens when you don't lock your link posts; someone's liable to spam Ctrl + F. Sometimes those people have lists. Sometimes they're predators.] 

Furthermore, if any of you would like to report a Decepticon that has transgressed, my door is always open and any reports will be investigated. You may contact me at this frequency. 

[Deadlock, Overlord, you'll notice he hasn't mentioned your names. Feel free to feel safe.] 

And, Pharma, I would like a word.

To the rest of you, I look forward to your cooperation. Some of you will be hearing from me shortly.  

[The music stops. There's a moment of silence where it's just Tarn's mask and his glowing eyes staring at the camera. Two seconds later and then the video cuts.] 


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Oh, Tarn, your fanaticism is to your credit.

[megaton]

I think I'd be interested in hearing what defines such transgressions, actually.

Is there a Decepticon handbook?

[He smirks on the outside...but he's actually curious about this. Decepticon 'rules' had been vague to him so far. Most of them involve not screwing with his orders, which are ones he approves of.]

Credit where credit is due, but it's the inpiring FIGURE that inspires so much inspiration

[songofmypeople]

There can be a certain elegance to simplicity I find; as such, I like to keep our core value straightforward. Traitors, who by nature of their actions or inactions, that have impeded the realisation of your goals, are made to pay.

And it is more a bible of sorts. (For him, of course. Also, discreet, but high praise.)

He does radiate inspiring inspiration. Especially under his helmet.

[megaton]

That is a noble cause. [He leans in, closer, his optics steady. The sheer number of Decepticons who have contacted him about you, however, influence what he next has to say.] One of which is difficult, but necessary.

[He chuckles.] You cannot have many friends in your line of work.

Of course, you do not plan to be impeding my goals here, I'm certain...or any of the mechs who I have currently employed?

You're his muse, Megatron, golden locks and all!

[songofmypeople]

The necessary steps to maintain the assets needed to accomplish an even nobler cause. Yours.

[When Megatron leans forward on his end, Tarn inclines his head graciously.] We do what we must to further your goals.

The current team I lead is enough. United under your banner, we have no need of anything else.

[But ah, now there's a rub indeed. Y'see, Megatron, while you're glorious, you're still so preciously young. And while adorable, Tarn's from your future. As much as he's loath to say it (which is why he won't), he knows some of these traitors better than you do. He knows what they're capable of, and more than that, he knows what they're guilty of. These things haven't happened in your time yet, and he has no doubt you'd approve of his actions if you had the full picture. As it is, well...
And to compound the issue, he's seen what the 'First Forged' have warned about the fate of the glyphless. And you, he can't help but notice, do not bear their mark.]

I have only your best interests at heart, Megatron. [And he means that with only the utmost sincerity.]

You've written songs to his poetry, haven't you.

[megaton]

You flatter me.

[Which is interesting. Tarn, eloquent, brutal, does remind Megatron of himself. In every rumor he has heard about you, he's also heard the whispers of power, and that power is very compelling. Surely, there's a way to make this work.]

I am glad to hear we're on the same page...

Because my cause is important. To me. To you. To the millions of mechs on Cybertron looking to have a future they can earn. [Through their own prowess, and not limited by what they are forged into.]

If anyone should interfere with the Decepticons who are building my portal home, I will be unable to accomplish these goals.

All you've worked for would be naught.

~*~WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR THEM??~*~ He sings them in the washracks. No one has ever complained!

[songofmypeople]

I merely speak an empirical truth.

[Oh gosh, look at you Megatron, so young and still accomplishing so much! If it were possible, he'd be enamoured with your drive all over again.]

I'm sure I can provide appropriate incentive for your Decepticons to remain diligent in their work.

[He'd offer to do more, but he's promised himself that he won't interfere with your development. Better to let this baby Megatron blossom fully under the power of only his own influence. It isn't Tarn's place to play a role in shaping this magnificent creature. No, their leader must (and will) grow by nature of his own choices.

But it's so hard to resist taking Megatron onto his lap and reading him a bedtime story, because seriously, LOOK HOW PRECOCIOUS THE BABY IS!! Omg, and he's still got his red paint and everything.]

YES, YES I WOULD. It would get these mining songs out of my head. [Locked]

[megaton]

Motivation is a tenuous beast. [One that needed equal parts inspiration and equal parts necessity. It's the 'necessity' he worries about, because it can be achieved through one's own drive...or through fear.]

I welcome your suggestions.

[And now, he locks this.]

Drift, Ambulon, and Fulcrum, however...are mine to discipline. [He smirks.] As I see fit.

This is not, however, to say there isn't someone who has been...

Ah.

...problematic of late, who I have not been able to trust anyone to deal with.

And then Tarn serenaded Megatron from below a balcony covered in roses?

[songofmypeople]

Let your men learn from the mistakes of others. I put great stock in education.

[Tarn has kept all of his discussions thus far public on purpose. At the lock, and furthermore, at being told certain people have been removed from the List, well, his expression (what little he has of one, anyway) doesn't really change.

He inclines his head again though, in deference.]

Who?

[That one word promises to deal with the issue. Though in his own time. Tarn is loyal to a fault, yes, but he's not stupid. And if this conversation is going where he thinks it is, he's going to need to consider how to best approach this certain problem. And it may not be immediately.]

What light from yonder window breaks? [Locked forever]

[megaton]

I do not disagree with that. [He doesn't. He learned plenty from watching others fail.] But it does depend upon the crime.

[He's not so hard, yet, to believe that minor infractions deserve major implications.]

For instance...should any of the above fail in providing me my portal, I would be delighted in seeing what punishments you could meter out.

[And he would, too. He's too impatient with this.]

Have you heard of a mech named Overlord?

Kaon is the east, and Megatron the sun. Rise up, fair sun, and kill the envious

[songofmypeople]

[And because of that youth, Tarn doesn't pursue the topic; instead, taking that agreement, wraps it up, and cherishes it forever. The validation is heady.]

It would be my pleasure.

[Oh Megatron, you put the twinkle in his eye.]

I have, yes.

[That twinkle just went full on supernova.]

What would you like me to do with him.

yup. Pretty much

[megaton]

I would like to see, Tarn, precisely how good you are at what you do.

[He's curious. Between Overlord and Tarn, there were two mechs here who had come up with interesting perversions of his original message. Watching which one managed to prevail would tell him plenty about the state of his future war.]

It was surprising how well the quote could work

[songofmypeople]

I can promise that you won't find yourself disappointed.

I kind of got that feeling, too. He'd be saying it everywhere.

[megaton]

Good.

With everyone telling me how horrifying and brutal the war becomes, I think they often forget where the war began.

In some ways, that cruelty is needed.

If Cybertronians cannot see war as something to be hated, later, then they won't work so hard to keep it from ever happening again.

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[songofmypeople]

It is my full intention that our fellow Decepticons are made to never forget where they came from -- so that they may never forget where they're going; what we strive for.

Rest assured Megatron, we'll give Cybertron a reason to hate war. We'll give them reason to loath and fear it.

[megaton]

[He smirks.]

As you were, then.

I shall observe you for myself, and see how this ends.

[And since you've agreed to let the ones he needs alone for now? He's content.]

[songofmypeople]

I'm at your disposal.

[Tarn hangs up first.]