Welcome to the 'lostlightstream' room.
Drift: ((ready and waiting))
Drift: ((READY AND WAITING AGAIN))
Whirl: ((present and accounted for!))
Ten: ((*salutes* ten reporting for duty!))
Drift: ((\o/ music))
Rodimus: [So we left our heros as they entered a underground cathedreal. Blue sourcless light filling th emassive space.]
Whirl: ((Drift and Rodders are FEELIN THE PULL, leading us forward 8) ))
Drift: ((and whirl is DENYING THE PULL))
Whirl: ((it hasn't quite dawned on him just yet))
Whirl: ((he'll know when it happens, YOU ALL WILL))
Rodimus: [Large Statues line the walls. Rodimus walks over to one to peer up at it. Optics wide and he starts to bounce danc eon his toes*
Rodimus: *excited Roddy dance*
Ten: *looks around the place in awe, not quite sure what to make of all of this*
Whirl_: ((i s2g internet))
Drift: *quietly* Wow. Who do you think the statues are of? Maybe the Knights themselves?
Hoist: *at first, he warily watches their rear, but Rodimus's assurance, combined with the spectacle before them, make him relax his guard*
Rodimus: Prolly there is a place like this is nyon.
Hoist: *he, too, starts looking around in awe*
Drift: Well. When we run into them, we'll know what they look like.
Whirl_: *peers at the statues, but in a more calculating fashion* Take pictures. Maybe we'll need to know what they lo--
Whirl_: Heh.
Drift: *grins*
Drift: ((looks like they're... drift compatible))
Whirl_: ((YEAAAAH *puts on sunglasses. They fall off. No face*))
Rodimus: ((there like those but in blue lighting
Drift: *wanders further in* The statues don't have nameplates or anything, do they? Imagine if we walked up to the Knights and called them by their real names. They'd be impressed as hell.
Hoist: *laughs a little* At the very least, surprised. This is... I'll be honest, this is pretty incredible.
Rodimus: Look we already tagged the fllor here--- wait a click.
Rodimus: This is --- totally the right way! *dashes around more and excited revving*
Ten: ten? *wondering how Rodimus is so sure but decides to just roll with it*
Hoist: *looks to Ten--this must be new to him, as well* These are the people we're out looking for, Ten.
Drift: *he can check for nameplates on the way out. chases after Rodimus*
Rodimus: ...Hey. We been flooding the funcidouches with the Autobadge but it doesnt mean that here
Rodimus: *points out the basge o nthe floor*
Rodimus: Drift! We are going to look like the Knights of Cybertron to them!
Whirl_: *SNORTS*
Rodimus: *bursts out laughs* Too meta.
Drift: Really? I thought this was a Senate symbol? We were taught to target people wearing that badge before the "Autobots" were officially a thing...
Whirl_: I don't think any ONE of us could pass for a Knight of ANYTHING.
Rodimus: Speak for yourself. *poses*
Drift: I'm wearing three swords. I'm totally a Knight of something.
Rodimus: *snrking*
Whirl_: Nah, swords and poses don't make a Knight. APLOMB makes a Knight.
Whirl_: And every last one of us is severely aplomb-deficient.
Rodimus: I am glad to say we are!
Ten: *just stares up at the statues for a minute longer before turning back to others*
Drift: ... What exactly is aplomb? Something like dignity, right?
Rodimus: *smirks* This is better, as we are.
Hoist: *waits for Ten; he's bringing up the rear, after all* I think it means dignity combined with a grace of bearing.
Rodimus: Aplomb... basicly makes you want to punch the mech in the face.
Drift: *glances at Rodimus* ... Well, based on THAT definition, I think we've all got a little of that.
Rodimus: Tends to pair well with snoddy and donglery
Whirl_: My statement stands. Anyway--*nods down the hall* Let's get moving, c'mon.
Ten: *keeps an eye on hoist as he moves to follow everyone*
Rodimus: *excited revs and move to the back of the hall a large painting of the matrix is prominitly featured*
Drift: *not very subtle, are they*
Rodimus: So um... this is literally a blinking neon sign-- how come noone found it yet?
Whirl_: *stage whisper as he stares at the huge obvious symbol on the wall* I think we might be on the right track.
Rodimus: There is one in Nyon too I think its a temple to the Matrix.
Ten: *frowning at it, doesnt like this it seems too obvious*
Drift: Maybe they don't know this temple exists...? *doesn't seem likely, though*
Hoist: Well, we've seen what kind of a stranglehold the Functionists have on the populace here...
Hoist: Maybe people have been kept FROM it? But, hmm, wuldn't it be under guard, then...?
Hoist: *trails off, puzzled*
Drift: The Functionists are looking for it too, though. That's why they... *on second thought, better not finish that*
Hoist: Hmm. Even more puzzling, then...
Whirl_: Their loss, our gain. Obviously it's HERE, so let's go and get it. We can solve the mystery of WHY it's here, later.
Ten: *frowning, not sure he wants to go further since it gives him a bad feeling*
Rodimus: ((sorry back had to help wiafu with something
Whirl_: ((o7
Drift: ((no prob))
Rodimus: [As they go deeping into the maze of tunnels Rodimus seem to be walking on Autopolit*
Drift: *happily traipsing along behind him, occasionally glancing at the walls in the direction they ultimately need to go* Maybe this is how they kept it hidden? Just—make the maze too complicated?
Whirl_: *also trotting along at a good clip, occasionally pausing to listen or to do a quick sonar sweep for threats, but so far, nothing* Eventually SOMEONE would've found the time to map it all out.
Rodimus: [Another wide room opens up to reveal the sky above them. Far Far above them a pin prick of light]
Drift: Maybe it's behind a hidden door or something, then?
Rodimus: Or they just cant feel it. *shrugs*
Rodimus: Its a thing-- it calls.
Drift: Still—you'd think SOMEBODY would explore the ruins, even if it's not "calling" to them.
Hoist: *walking in silence; Hoist is not a particularly religious fellow, but the sheer significance of this place has him a little awed*
Ten: *is not sure what rodimus is going on abbout but listens quietly*
Drift: *looks up. exactly how far underground ARE they. wow.*
Whirl_: *tips his head back to stare up at the light* Hmm. We're getting close now.
Rodimus: Optimu-- Orion never found this one. *looks up*
Whirl_: *pauses* I mean, we've gotta be, right?
Rodimus: *then tips over and peers down the level below them*
Rodimus: Yeah we are. *jerks his helm upward I bet thats the bridge Megs shot Optimus in the back on.*
Drift: ... Seriously? That would put the Matrix right below a big hole in the ceiling.
Drift: But NOBODY found it before now?
Rodimus: *starts to climb over the edge* Casue its below us!
Hoist: Well, the two of you seem to be able to feel a pull, right? We KNOW Rodimus shows signs of affinity... *rubs his chin*
Rodimus: Let's jump! Last one is a curddled oil!
Hoist: Maybe the Matrix has a way of seding out an... an anti-signal if it's not ready to be found?
Rodimus: *starts to jump over the railing* Til all are ONE!
Ten: *head turning to face them each time someone starts talking*
Drift: Still! Big hole! Anybody could've rappelled down.
Drift: !!! *jumps after Rodimus*
Whirl_: *with a rather deadpan expression, he places one foot on the railing and watches Rodimus sail down*
Hoist: *shrugs and looks to Ten* Ready?
Rodimus: *wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
Whirl_: *shifts form and simply flies down*
Rodimus: ((its really where the matrix is.. a gaint *** hole in the ground))
Ten: ..... *trying to figure out if the MARB will be able to make it* ................
Drift: ((didn't he have to break through a few ceilings to fall through the hole in the ground first?))
Hoist: It can fly, it should be fine. *Ten hasn't said anything, but it's obvious what he's worried about*
Rodimus: ((they are about too <3
Whirl_: >o) ))
Drift: ((I thought the ceilings were at the top))
Hoist: I could always lower you down on my tow cable.
Drift: ((like, didn't Megatron have to blast Optimus through a couple layers first?))
Rodimus: ((yeah but shifting creepy half alive world
Drift: ((Cybertron decided Rodimus & Co. needed a spotlight, apparently))
Ten: ten? *tries to call down to drift to see what he is supposed to do XD*
Rodimus: ((Vegtor sigma isnt spend out in this universe so still functioning
Whirl_: ((RIGHT HERE, YA DINGUSES))
Drift: *too busy falling to answer, brb*
Rodimus: *crsh* *boom* *thump* Crack*
Hoist: ...oh, dear. *calls down* Are all of you all right!?
Rodimus: *ceiling and roofs shatter and break as Rodimus crashes into them*
Ten: !! *flinches as he hears the crash and peers over edge of hole* ten?
Whirl_: *at some point, Whirl lends some helpful cannon-fire, as he is in complete control of his descent*
Drift: *he was GOING to land gracefully on the floor. And then Rodimus shattered the floor. ?!??!!*
Drift: *his ultimate landing is much less graceful*
Rodimus: *laughing as he hits the ground hard and he crumbles to the fllor a moment*
Rodimus: *Ok--- ouchies on that landing*
Rodimus: TEN POINTS!
Drift: *kind of bellyflopped on the floor. give him a moment. he's slightly stunned.*
Whirl_: *lands with graceful precision, rocking lightly on his many-jointed legs*
Drift: ... two.
Whirl_: See? Not a damn ounce of aplomb between the lot of us.
Rodimus: *ginerly steps and partly rolls his angkle and stumbles*
Drift: *lifts his face.* did we just desecrate a temple dedicated to the artifact we're here to steal.
Hoist: *calls down* Captain? Should we take the MARB? Our should I lower Ten down?
Hoist: ...it might be best if I stayed hre, actually, to help all of you get out!
Whirl_: Desecrate? Nah. More like decimate.
Whirl_: Like desecration, but more fun.
Rodimus: oops. Forgot about my injury. Haha.
Ten: *still peering over rim of hole, doesnt need hoist to take him down he will just jump if they need him... might make a crater but wont hurt him*
Rodimus: ((grr two hour break ok? I got raid for 2 hours
Drift: I'm anti-desecration, actually. *slowly gets to his feet* You all right, Rodimus?
Rodimus: ((then back all night
Drift: ((yeah, I'll still be available in two hours))
Whirl_: You would be.
Ten: ((kk ill be here all night))
Whirl_: ((I'll be around in two hours! I'll stay up as late as i can))
Rodimus: ((OK BACK!
Whirl: ((whirl n hoist are here))
Ten: ((*hops in*))
Drift: ((ready~))
Ten: ((ready for duty cap'n!))
Rodimus: *tests* His step again and limps some* Ha. Guess those seams in my Hydrolics were not finished.
Drift: *and Rodimus has immediately got a husband by his side and an arm around his waist* Let me help.
Rodimus: *flutters his spoiler and smirks* It will be fine if I dont transform. :D
Ten: *frowning in concern down hole at rodimus*
Rodimus: (Rodimus how do you know? Dont make *** up0
Hoist: Are you all right? Sir, should we come down? Or shall I wait here?
Rodimus: *looks around and sees the vault!*
Rodimus: *shouts up* We are fine but Whirl is going to have to haul us back up!
Whirl: *also inspecting the vault, strolling casually about*
Drift: I think we're fine for now, Hoist! *there's no way he's gonna stop Rodimus this close to the Matrix*
Hoist: Well, I can haul you back up after a certain distance. *he did it to Cyclonus, after all*
Drift: But you're keeping your weight off that leg, Captain.
Ten: ten! *will help haul them up if hoist cant*
Rodimus: *Hobble walks with an armaround over Drift's shoulder*
Whirl: *watches them both with a deadpan look; he doesn't protest Rodimus's plan toget them abck up* Right. Are we good? Is the leg gonna hafta come off?
Drift: We'll call that Plan B.
Rodimus: If it needs removed I will let you have dibs, Whirl
Whirl: Gotcha. *obviously restless, especially with their new slowed pace; if there is more traveling to do, he might take the lead*
Drift: ... I've got the swords, though...
Whirl: *because he is not being constrained to hobble-pace, no sir*
Rodimus: *ok to the vault!*
Rodimus: ((I lost all my tabs with these pictures ;-; sorry)
Drift: ((it's okay. We're patient.))
Whirl: ((ur good dude! o7))
Hoist: Right. I'm staying here. If you want to take the MARB down, Ten, you can try. But, otherwise, you're welcome to stay with me.
Rodimus: Sooooooo
Rodimus: *staring at the vault and leaning back to look*
Whirl: What do we do? Knock on the wall? Look for a secret switch or somethin'?
Rodimus: How do we---
Rodimus: *rodimus unlatchs himself and walks up to the vault--- it just open.*
Rodimus: Well.
Drift: It's waiting for you.
Rodimus: ;I
Whirl: Oh. That'll work.
Drift: Maybe that's why nobody's found it.
Rodimus: Someone tatoo Choosen one on me =)
Ten: *decides it might be safer to stay with hoist*
Whirl: *rolls his optic* Lord, let's get tis over with before his ego starts to rival MINE.
Drift: If we got it in primal vernacular, it'd look nice across your spoiler...
Rodimus: *laughs* Well, you guys came this far let's go it.
Rodimus: ((go in
Whirl: *approaches the doorway warily* You sure we won't trip some kind of alarm...?
Rodimus: *stepping into the Vault is a single room and the matrix is... well sitting there looking holy--- holy and lost*
Rodimus: Nah.
Drift: *he was already heading in before he got the invitation*
Rodimus: OuO!
Rodimus: *Matrix glows brightly*
Whirl: *looks satisfied, but not overly-impressed* About time.
Rodimus: *Just goes and picks the now floating relic up. he get this **** Awe,, I didnt get to shoot Starscream this time.
Drift: ... Wow. I can feel energy it's giving off from here.
Whirl: Hey, good news: there's a multiverse full of 'em waiting for you.
Whirl: *he peers critically across the room* Y'know, Drift, you're... right. Damn.
Drift: ... Am I the only one getting a tunnel vision effect when I look at it...?
Rodimus: Well.. I am not putting it in my compartment yet
Rodimus: *holds it out. You know you want to touch it!
Whirl: *dryly* Technically, everything is tunnel vision to me. But, no. I think that's normal.
Whirl: It's probably some sort of... inherent thing. Some kinda spark mumbo-jumbo. My chamber's welded shut, so it must be insulated or something.
Drift: *he DOES want to touch it. he wants to touch it a lot. a whole lot.*
Rodimus: I get all floaty and everything at once. *holds it out at Drift.*
Drift: ... Do you think I can? The last time I touched a live Matrix, it melted my hand.
Whirl: *takes a few steps back; Whirl does NOT want to touch it, particularly*
Rodimus: Hmmm. It is connected to me and i would never hurt you :D
Whirl: But if you lose a hand and Rodimus loses a leg, that WOULD be hilarious. Because this trip would've cost us, literally, an arm and a leg.
Whirl: So I say, do it.
Rodimus: *snorts*
Drift: *snorts* It's a fair cost.
Drift: *okay. tentatively touches it.*
Rodimus: Anyways... you could have--- you know--- with me if th eMatrix hurts you.
Rodimus: *shudders ok odd sentination*
Rodimus: ((you guys can control how each matrix reaction happens =)
Whirl: ((o7
Whirl: ((i'm p. excited to see how drift's goes 0u0
Drift: *for just a moment, barely a second, both the Matrix's core and Drift's biolights blaze with blinding light*
Rodimus: ((Same!
Drift: *then he lets go and stumbles back, streaks streaming from his overheated optics* Wh... Wha...
Rodimus: !!!
Rodimus: *optics overly bright himself* You---- awesome!
Whirl: *jerks back, startled*
Whirl: Damn, mech, for a second I thought you blew up!
Drift: *for a moment, he just stares at the Matrix, stunned silent, rubbing the fingertips that touched the Matrix*
Rodimus: Did you just... like---?
Drift: *covers his mouth, and nods*
Rodimus: *grins*
Rodimus: *wiggles it at Whirl sure you dont want to toucccccccch it?*
Drift: *slowly, crouches down, hands still over his mouth. still too stunned to speak.*
Whirl_: ((INTERNEEET))
Whirl_: *still does not; Whirl will only touch it if he has to* So... okay. I'm not an expert on mystic mumbo jumbo.
Rodimus: @D ::You ok? Mind blown too hard?::
Whirl_: But that looked like a pretty clear sign of affiity to me. Congrats. *nudges Drift with his foot. But in a congratulatory manner*
Whirl_: *Affinity
Drift: @R «*soft dialup internet tones*»
Rodimus: *blinks down at Drift then kneels next to him*
Rodimus: *reaches out with a free hand to cup his cheek and turn his helm up to inspect him*
Whirl_: *in a rare moment of something dangerously close to empathy, Whirl casually strolls away under the pretense of looking around, and gives them a minute*
Rodimus: *lop sided smile* You see why I am not docking it yet, Huh?
Drift: *lowers his hands a bit to let Rodimus see his face. he's still got tears streaming down his face, but he looks far more stunned than anything else. stunned and a little awed.*
Drift: ... Hahhh... *a small, bewildered smile* That's... that's a lot to carry.
Rodimus: Did you feel everyone? I tihnk its different for everyone. It was bliss for me as if its what I was born for and every gear cable and wire had all slide into prefect place! OuO
Drift: ... Yeah. I did. I... they were all around me.
Rodimus: *swipes Drift's tears and plays with the tear lights as he shakes him off*
Rodimus: *stands back up and then holds his hand out to Drift* Ready?
Rodimus: We got a planet to save.
Drift: *hesitates; then takes Rodimus's hand.*
Rodimus: *leans against the wall for support*
Drift: *will lean with. he's still trying to process that.* ... Wow.
Rodimus: *oh whirl left!*
Whirl_: *glances back--they seem to be good now* Okay. I've got it.
Whirl_: *he's nearby, just was giivng them some space*
Rodimus: Got what?
Rodimus: *lets Drift lean onto him*
Whirl_: *points at Drift* Clappimus Prime.
Whirl_: Happimus Clappimus Prime.
Drift: *shakes head* They told me what my name would be.
Whirl_: "They?"
Drift: *gestures at Matrix* They.
Whirl_: You know what--save it. It's probably best if I DON'T know.
Rodimus: I want to know!
Drift: ... Later. *he's not quite ready to say it out loud.*
Rodimus: Ok! But not... renamed right?
Drift: No. Just... what it COULD be. If.
Rodimus: Like hte Matrix told me my name was and Has always been
Rodimus: Ok... so let's get moving need to get back to nyon and wake someone up!
Whirl_: Well, that's all fine, well, and good, but the Matrix isn't gonna fly you outta here. It's up to ME to deal with your poor planning. *as if he's one to talk*
Whirl_: *whirl tips his head back and peers up* Do we need to get anything else here? How d'you wanna do this?
Drift: *vague nod. Nyon. right.*
Rodimus: I didnt plan poorly--- I have you here Whirl. >)
Whirl_: Har, har. We doing this one at a time? *he pauses, looking at Drift, who seems thoroughly out of it* You gonna be good to go, Clappimus?
Rodimus: *pulling out high tension cables* The best flyer can totally have no issues haul a pair of cars out of a hole right?
Rodimus: *side glances at Drift a mix of pride and concern show on his face*
Drift: *still stunned*
Whirl_: It's an issue of weight ratios, not skill. But I think I can manage. Are you gonna hold on, or...?
Whirl_: Do you need me to stow that while we go up? *nods at the Matrix*
Whirl_: I can just stuff it in my cockpit, you'll *probably* want both hands.
Rodimus: *looks to drift.* That's a good idea.
Rodimus: *Shifts Drift closer to his frame* Ok Whirl hold this while I rig me and Drift up.
Rodimus: *puts the matrix in whirl's cockpit?*
Drift: *leans on Rodimus*
Whirl_: *just reaches out to take it, obviously intending to do the stuffing himself*
Whirl_: *and as soon as his claw closes over one end, three things happen in quick succession*
Whirl_: *the first thing is that Whirl staggers back as if struck, his optic blindingly bright; in this moment he has a vision which I will later write up on my blog*
Whirl_: *cos it's too long for here. INSERT PLACEHOLDER, WHIRL IS SEEING AN ALTERATE DIIMENSION*
Drift: ((brb))
Whirl_: *the second thing that happens, when his lucidity returns to him, is that a garbled scream bubbles up from his throat, a horrible sound like a shriek mingled with feedback*
Whirl_: ((o7))
Whirl_: *and the third thing is him falling to one knee and hunching over, his chestplates splitting and opening, bathing the floor below him in sparklight; molten solder is pouring out of his spark chamber*
Rodimus: Holy-- Fragging Primus below!
Whirl_: ((i will wait for puff's return o7 whirl is too stunned atm to do anything else anyway))
Drift: *THAT shakes Drift out of his shock*
Whirl_: *his optic is squeezes shut, and he doesn't look up or close his chest yet, but it's angled to the floor, so he's not baring his spark to them* Oh... kay.
Drift: Whirl! *lets go of Rodimus and kneels next to Whirl, looking over him for obvious damage*
Drift: *it would have to be REALLY obvious, though; he's still about 60% on another planet. all he's registering right now is "chest hole???"*
Whirl_: *shies away from Drift's approach and tries to cover his chest with his claw* Hey, HEY.
Drift: ... I've got a... hold on.
Rodimus: Fragging hells. You ok WHirl? *looks up and shouts* HOIST! How far down you you lower your wench?
Drift: *rummages around in his armor until he finds a metal hole punch and a bundle of zip ties. this is Drift's first aid kit.*
Whirl_: Just give me a second. I'll close up. Just... molten metal. In the spark chamber. Not fun.
Drift: Do you need help keeping it closed? *offers zip ties*
Hoist: *looks up; he and Ten had been in anotherrousing game of Tic-tac-Toe* Hmm....
Ten: *pauses in tic tacc toe game and looks over side of hole* ten?
Hoist: *he looks over the edge, peering* Not as far as the bottom, I think. Is everything all right?
Whirl_: *shakes his head; after a moment longer he rolls his shoulders back, and his cockpit begins to re-assemble itself, folding back together*
Whirl_: *then he looks Drift solemnly in the eye* Well. Obviously, it's broken.
Drift: Whirl, I think we're going to have to consider the possibility that you're the Anti-Prime.
Rodimus: *squaats down* That was a viloent reaction.
Rodimus: *snickers* To get any reaction he has to ahve SOME kind of affinity.
Whirl_: *snorts and shifts his weight* Yeah. Remember what I said about my spark chamber being welded up?
Drift: Can't say that anymore.
Whirl_: I guess it... burned through it, or something. *stands* Easily #2 on my list of Least Pleasant Experiences.
Rodimus: Matrix must of tought it was fixing you.
Drift: ... Did it give you a name?
Whirl_: *all things considered, he seems pretty calm, almost unnaturally so* No. But I saw...
Whirl_: I saw something.
Whirl_: How long was I out?
Drift: *nods?*
Drift: Uh... *looks up at Rodimus* I dunno. A few seconds?
Rodimus: Not even.
Whirl_: Really? *pauses thoughtfully; he's staring at the Matrix now* It was a lot longer, on my end.
Drift: ... Wait, then how long was *I* out?
Whirl_: Same. It looked instantaneous.
Drift: Really? Huh.
Whirl_: *continues staring; when he speaks, it's almost absently* I can see how you tracked it down. It's like a magnet.
Rodimus: *nods*
Rodimus: *shouts up* We are good just religious moments.
Ten: *still peering down at them, looks confused*
Whirl_: *the shout seems to snap him out of it, and he gives his head a little shake*
Whirl_: That doesn't--it doesn't mean anything, thouggh. It's lighting up for ALL of us.
Whirl_: Look, let's just keep this to ourselves.
Drift: ... Maybe it's... it's fate. It wanted three of its chosen to come get it.
Rodimus: Wouldnt you if you had no legs and got stuck in a hole for millions of years.
Drift: *mumbles* Solomus, I just called myself chosen. I'm chosen. *rubs face*
Whirl_: *snorts* We KNOW Rodimus was chosen, and I can buy YOU, but me? No.
Whirl_: If we pass it off to them *nods to the bots above* It'll probably do the same thing. It isn't--I'm not... *he doesn't really wanna say it, it sounds too dramatic* You know.
Hoist: *looks to Ten and shrugs*
Rodimus: *grins* I would nomorlally agree with Whirl. But--- *smirks*
Ten: *just watching them from the top, not understanding a word of whats happening*
Drift: *gets up and starts pacing* It's NOT broken. It can't be. That was— it was REAL. It HAD to be.
Rodimus: Let's see what happens if we hand it to Hoist
Whirl_: ...Drift, you said it named you. Did it just say, "congratulations, you're yadda-yadda prime?"
Drift: ... *slows down* No. There was more. *picks up the pacing again*
Whirl_: *rubs the side of his helm, troubled* What I saw--I understand some of it. Alyon, I know.
Whirl_: Rodion, Facility 113, I know all of those. Those are places. But I've never heard...
Whirl_: *shakes his head again* This is stupid. Okay. This is not important. Let's just go, okay? I can fly. Let's pass this off to the janitor and be done with it.
Drift: Yeah. Okay. Good idea.
Drift: *usually he'd be extremely curious. but if Whirl has to talk about his experience, then so does Drift.*
Rodimus: *bites his lower lip REALLY WANTS TO HEAR ABOUT OTHERS!*
Whirl_: ((PFFT I like how drift and whirl are both like "WE ARE STRUGGLING WITH A PROFOUND REALIZATION" and Rodimus's reaction is basically "omg :3c"))
Rodimus: ..Whirl could just be your spark's true name?
Whirl_: ((cute))
Rodimus: ((it is lol
Whirl_: No. I--what I saw wasn't other Matrices, or anything. It was... a sequence of events. Nothing spoke to me.
Rodimus: Oooh! A vision!
Whirl_: *shifts into alt-mode; it's easier to hide his discomfort this way* But there's a word in the back of my mind--like an echo-- and I don't think it's a city, so.
Rodimus: Was it more yous? Primus save the universe.
Rodimus: Ok! Let's get up there!
Whirl_: Pft. No, not this time. All aboard. *hovers steadily, waiting*
Rodimus: Got the Matrix stowed?
Whirl_: ...oh, right. *pops his cockpit; he'd dropped it when he reacted* Someone just stuff it.
Drift: ... You touch it. *not ready to try that again*
Whirl_: *oh dammit he's going to have to touch it THE WHOLE WAY UP*
Rodimus: *puts it in*
Ten: *by this point has gone back to his game with hoist*
Rodimus: *ohohhoho so cute. he likes the tingly matrix feel*
Rodimus: *finshes lashing him and drift together*
Whirl_: *shudders uncomfortably, which is an interesting thing to watch a flying helicopter do, but luckily does not react again*
Hoist: *likewise, but he glances to the pit every now and then*
Drift: *clings to Rodimus*
Rodimus: *tugs on the cord once he latches it to Whirl*
Rodimus: *hm--- he can totally steal and creast nuzzle right now*
Whirl_: *hovers in dutiful silence while Rodimus gets them ready, and as soon as they are aboard, up they go!*
Whirl_: *normally Whirl would not tolerate mushiness on Whirl Airlines but he's too preoccupied to notice*
Drift: *nuzzles back, and then hides his face in Rodimus's shoulder*
Whirl_: *and they're at the top of the pit again* Okay, off. Get this thing outta here.
Ten: ! *puts down one last O and realizes he lost before standing to see if they need help*
Hoist: *likewise hovers nearby* Are you all right? What happened?
Rodimus: We learned the Matrix isnt a one mech kinda bot.
Drift: *vague mumbles*
Rodimus: *can he have it back now WHirl?*
Whirl_: *please take it, his cockpit is open*
Drift: *as soon as he's unlashed, he crouches down again*
Whirl_: *and as soon as he's de-Matrixed, he steps back and activates his comms* @R: Not a word.
Ten: *does not understand Rodimus' analogy but steps up to drift, looking converned*
Rodimus: *got it* Hoist, do me a favour and touch this.
Drift: *pats Ten's knee* I'm fine. I'm great.
Hoist: *flabbergasted* ...the Matrix?
Hoist: *one moment he was gearing up for mother hen mode and now THIS*
Ten: *doesnt look convinced, hesitantly puts a hand on drifts back*
Drift: ... Don't stand too close to the cliff when you touch it.
Hoist: I'm... is it dangerous? *eyes it worriedly* Is it fragile? *if he breaks their brand-new Matrix he'll never hear the end of it*
Hoist: *nevertheless... poink. Hoist pokes it. Nuttin*
Rodimus: Huh.
Hoist: *he pokes it again, for good measure* Seems fine to me.
Rodimus: Cool thx.
Drift: *quiet relieved sigh*
Whirl_: *quiet aggrivated sigh*
Rodimus: Um.
Rodimus: Oh well.
Hoist: Sorry...?
Rodimus: *slides his chest open to put the matrix in*
Ten: *glances up, wondering what that was about*
Hoist: *he'll explain for you later, Ten*
Hoist: *when he's teaching you checkers*
Ten: *and all the games*
Hoist: *yes :3c*
Whirl_: *quietly* Drift.
Drift: Hm?
Whirl_: *glances back; Hoist, at least, is thoroughly distracted by Rodimus* What did it call you?
Rodimus: *brillantly blindingly shiny sorry guys he will just dock this and close fast as he can dont mind the blissful sighing*
Drift: *hesitates; then shakes his head* Not yet.
Whirl_: *shrugs*
Drift: It didn't give you a name?
Rodimus: *optics are white/blue as he shakes his helm*
Whirl_: Not... directly.
Drift: ... Indirectly?
Whirl_: *switches to comms* @D: Have you ever heard of a place--a city, a province, a planet, whatever--called Vertiginus?
Rodimus: *streatches his legs then smiles*
Drift: @W «No. Never.»
Ten: *absentmindedly wondering if he should get the MARB to examine the others*
Rodimus: :3
Hoist: *was still standing there with his finger in a pokig motion while Rodimus did that whole outrageous Matrix lightshow*
Hoist: *is still just doing that, blinking slowly*
Whirl_: @D: That's the only part that didn't fit.
Rodimus: *pats Hoist* Sorry I just really wanted docked---
Rodimus: I will let you touch it more later!
Drift: @W «That SOUNDS like a Prime's name. It's got the -us thing going on.»
Hoist: Oh, no! It's fine, you're fine. I do not need to be touching the Matrix all the time. *he was just so startled he froze up completely*
Whirl_: @D: Maybe. Can't be sure. I need to digest this. But if I don't figure out what that is, then...
Whirl_: *he doesn't really need to finish his statement, the implications are clear*
Ten: *after a second decides he is going to scan them all with the MARB to make sure they are ok*
Hoist: *good idea Ten*
Drift: *small nod*
Ten: *fiddles with the control, not entirely sure how to run an examine but finally figures out how to run a distance scan and flips it on*
Whirl_: Hey, let's get a move on. We got what we came for, right? Time to go home.
Rodimus: Yeah. But we got some one to wake up first. *far away look*
Whirl_: Right, right. *is no longer looking particularly gung-ho*
Ten: *doesnt find anything especially abdnormal or life threatening on scans but still frowning, worried about them*
Hoist: *steps back to rejoin Ten, taking a look at his scans, as well; situation normal, it seems*
Rodimus: *points them at a cooridoor. We can get out there.
Hoist: *he looks to the larger mech and shrugs*
Drift: *okay. gets back on his feet and clings to Rodimus.*
Whirl_: *pulls out his plasma-thrower. He probably won't need it but it's comforting to hold*
Ten: *frowns at hoist, clearly concerned for the others*
Rodimus: *easily takes the clinging*
Rodimus: @ D + W ::You guys can talk to me about it. I been there.::
Hoist: *softly, so that only Ten can hear* If there's something more going on, it's best to just get home as soon as possible, where they're safe, and can be examined more thoroughly.
Rodimus: We got a bit of a walk then drive lets get moving.
Hoist: I'll help you keep an eye on them until then.
Drift: @R «I think it was different for me.»
Ten: *nods to hoist, if any of them seem to be having trouble then he will let them ride on the MARB*
Whirl_: @R: Nothing to talk about. It's done with.
Rodimus: ((we got everyone to touch let have them talk while driving? no attack i was going to force the touching there if needed but i dont want to keep everyone up))
Hoist: *nods back; we're a team now*))
Hoist: ((disregard those parenthesis))
Ten: ((Team Hen))
Hoist: ((OMFG))
Hoist: ((PERF))
Whirl_: ((ye i was gonna ask if we could skip the combat, sorry--aside from the latenessof the hour, I think lack of fighting fits the current somber mood more
Drift: ((talk works for me))
Ten: ((talk amd somber return seems to fit the mood best))
Rodimus: *quesitly walks threw the maze as if he has known it is whol liife. so queit*
Drift: *it's a good thing Rodimus still knows the route; Drift is completely clueless now that he doesn't have that internal Matrix compass*
Ten: *meanwhile is keeping a close eye on the others*
Hoist: *also doing s*
Whirl_: *just stalking along with his weapon out, occasionally checking their surroundings*
Rodimus: There isnt anyone for miles, Whirl. ---But keep the gun out incase of fast patorls.
Whirl_: *shrugs* Surprises are surprises for a reason, Rodders. I wanna be ready for 'em.
Whirl_: *a bit of his usually irrepressible nature returns as he pats the plasma-thrwer fondly* They won''t be ready for ME, though.
Rodimus: *breaks into a smile*
Rodimus: *as they get outside the light is dim as the sun setting*
Rodimus: *turns to look to Drift and favor him a gaint smile* We doing good?
Drift: *nods* Yeah. Doing good.
Rodimus: Ok!
Rodimus: Let's roll out then!
Rodimus: *transforms then springs back out landing on his skid plate with a yelp*
Whirl_: *without a word, he stows his weapon and shifts into alt-mode, taking to the sky*
Rodimus: Uhm. I forgot my hydrolics.
Drift: Rodimus! *kneels next to him*
Drift: Do you want to ride on me?
Rodimus: *grabs his side and nods*
Hoist: *Hoist had taken a half-step forward* Are you sure you'd rather not take the MARB?
Hoist: Both of you. *Drift looks right out of it, too*
Rodimus: =) I am good I can guide Drift.
Ten: *frowning, about to step off the MARB if they need it*
Hoist: *nods* Be careful, though.
Drift: Hold on. *scoots back a bit and transforms*
Rodimus: *gingerly sits on his hood*
Drift: *once Rodimus is on, switches to hover mode. it'll make the ride less bumpy.*
Rodimus: *leans back and poses* Yish.
Hoist: *shifts into his not-very-fast-or-impressive alt mode, as well*
Rodimus: *as they drive*
Rodimus: Drift. *softly so only they hear*
Rodimus: What was it like?
Drift: ... It was like coming home.
Rodimus: That sounds nice.
Drift: I'm— I'm selling the experience short.
Rodimus: Nah, its not a explinable thing.
Rodimus: unexplainable.
Drift: It's everything I ever wanted and never had before.
Rodimus: Thats how it is with me!
Drift: ... It's probably different for you. You're not...
Drift: You're not FROM the Matrix.
Rodimus: We all are, silly.
Rodimus: Like--- hontestly.
Drift: No. You don't— You're from Vector Sigma. You're forged.
Rodimus: *lays back more on Drift* All are one. You didnt get that from the matrix?
Drift: I did. I did get that. I—
Drift: It said it's glad we were made fom it.
Rodimus: I am too.
Rodimus: I am gald it was a good thing for you!
Rodimus: *looks up to the sky at their flying companion. Talk to him if you can? He likes you--- as much as a Whirl can.
Drift: Yeah. I will. I just—I'm still processing.
Rodimus: Heh--- you going to let me know your name yet? :D
Ten: ((well i got to go sleep guys, so pretend ten is just doing whatever hes told/following behind. Night everyone))
Rodimus: *they are apporching Nyon rodimus tenses slighly*
Drift: Soon.
Rodimus: ((ok!
Drift: ((gnight~))
Rodimus: *whines*
Rodimus: I hate supence!
Drift: You'll be the first one I tell, okay?
Hoist: ((gnight! o7))
Drift: @W «Hey. How're you holding up?»
Rodimus: OK. *pouts*
Whirl_: @D: All's clear up here.
Whirl_: *not REALLY an answer to that question, but it is a true statement.
Drift: @W «... I was asking about you.»
Hoist: ((gah one sec it's wiggin out on me))
Drift: ((o7))
Whirl_: @D: I'll live.
Drift: @W «... Tell you what. If the Matrix ever rejects Rodimus and demands a new host, and we're the only two viable options in range, I promise I'll pick it up first.»
Whirl_: @D: I'm still not convinced this isn't some kind of misake, but I'll call it a deal.
Rodimus: [Ok reach Nyon]
Rodimus: Stop on the ridge Drift.
Drift: @W «If you ever wanna talk about it, you know where I am.»
Drift: *slows as they approach the ridge, and stops*
Whirl_: @D: Gotcha.
Rodimus: *gets up and tilts his helm*
Hoist: *arrives well after the other two, idling in alt-mode*
Rodimus: ...I dont know whats going to happen but you guys probly want to step back.
Drift: *lands, transforms, and scoots back.*
Drift: *... by like, two steps.*
Hoist: ...*backs up slowy*
Rodimus: I got primly stuff to do.
Whirl_: *is circling high overhead*
Rodimus: *opens this chamber then a bright light engulfs the hot rod and the ground shudders under them*
Rodimus: ((tots you got the touch moment))
Hoist: ((YOU GOT THE TOOOUCH))
Hoist: *Hoist, at least, is impressed*
Drift: *is probably standing way too close but doesn't want to back away from Rodimus*
Rodimus: [A metrotitain raises for the city]
Rodimus: *as the titian stands rodimus collapses*
Hoist: *hoist is VERY impres--OH NO RODIMUS*
Drift: !! *rushes up to catch him*
Drift: Rodimus?! Rodimus!
Hoist: *shifts into root mode and likewise hurries to his side*
Whirl_: *has altered his circling pattern because a Metrotitan is STANDING WHERE HE WAS FLYING A MOMENT AGO*
Drift: *what the hell is it with Rodimus and Metrotitans?!*
Rodimus: MetroPlex: *leans down to Rodimus*
Drift: *glares up at Metroplex. buddy you better be about to wake Rodimus back up or Drift will throw a sword at your eye*
Hoist: *looks up from where he's kneeling by Rodimus's side, completely overshadowed by the Metrotitan* Uh. Drift...?
Drift: What. *his voice is thick with MURDER.*
Hoist: Orders?
Rodimus: MP: His voice was to pure, Prime is great connected to Us.
Drift: You knocked him out!
Whirl_: *swoops in to very nonchalantly land on Metroplex's shoulder* Yeah, and shutting up Captain Rodpod is no small feat.
Drift: Don't encourage him!!
Whirl_: I'm pretty sure the walking city is going to do whatever it wants, regardless of my input, Drift.
Hoist: Look--we're just worried about our Captain. *oh lord someone has to de-fuse this situation*
Hoist: Please, Metroplex--is he going to be all right?
Drift: What did you do?! Is he okay?
Rodimus: MP: *wide blinks* The Prime is fine.
Drift: ... *relaxes about 2%*
Rodimus: *optics flickering on*
Drift: *immediately focuses back on his captain* Rodimus?
Hoist: *also returns his attention to Rodimus*
Rodimus: HOW CAN YOU even THINK that way! *widely gestures at Metroplex*
Whirl_: *seems content to stand there on the enormous plane of Metroplex's shoulder*
Rodimus: MP: *tilts his helm to Whirl and give a ouff of cooling air*
Rodimus: MP: *lets a deep rumble that was maybe a laugh*
Whirl_: *mimicks the gesture, though on a much smaller scale*
Rodimus: 0/10 would not mind dive with another metro titain.
Drift: *nuzzles Rodimus's helm* You've really gotta stop visiting metrotitans' heads.
Rodimus: MP: Rodimus Primus. I answered your plead. I will follow.
Hoist: Yes, next time, get a Cityspeaker, sir.
Rodimus: I am one... *mutters*
Rodimus: MP; No training.
Hoist: *nods approvingly* Listen to the responsible Metrotitan, Captain.
Rodimus: ..I think I just got sassed but metroplex.
Rodimus: ((by metroplex
Drift: Every time you talk to a metrotitan, you get possessed or knocked out. Sometimes both.
Rodimus: Ok, ok so I am the wrost City Speaker ever.
Drift: You need to hire a cityspeaker. I'LL learn to be a cityspeaker if I have to.
Whirl_: You probably deserved it! *calling from his perch*
Hoist: I can recommend one for you later.
Rodimus: MP: No walls. Too open.
Whirl_: ...the sass, I mean.
Rodimus: ..Thanks, Metroplex. We need to wake your brother in Crystal City as well---
Rodimus: MP: *nods and stands creaking and throwing dirt and debries everywhere*
Whirl_: *quite easily maintains his footing until Metroplex stands, and only then launches off into the air again*
Drift: *leans over Rodimus to try to shield him from the dirt*
Rodimus: Vitreus
Rodimus: MP: *stops and looks at Rodimus and nods*
Rodimus: huh.
Rodimus: *stands up easily and bounces*
Hoist: *stands, as well*
Drift: *don't bounce oh my god Rodimus your hydraulics*
Rodimus: *smiles at Drift then the rest of the group*
Drift: *quickly stands back up to wrap his arm around Rodimus's waist again*
Rodimus: Um... where are you going to go?
Rodimus: MP: Crystal City, then Iacon.
Rodimus: *facepalms*
Rodimus: Guys hail the LL we are going back up! The battle is near! No way we can hide this!
Hoist: *nods*
Whirl_: About damn time we had a fight!
Drift: Yessir. *comms the LL*
Whirl_: ((ok, and this is about where i need t tap out, it seems like a good stoppin point
Whirl_: I MUST SLEEP
Whirl_: GNIGHT Y'ALL \o/
Drift: ((GNIGHT))
Rodimus: ((NIGHT
