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Post Type: Open
Where: A very large room
When: The beginning!
Summary: The first arrivals... arrive.
Warnings: Walls giving birth.


The wall looks solid. Gently curved, metallic, and a sort of pale bronze colour and very solid. Then a ripple appears on its surface, like someone had dropped a stone in a calm pool. This metallic pool, however, distinctly defies gravity, the rippling wall remaining quite vertical despite its increasing liquid-looking state.

Suddenly something breaches the surface of the wall and with it comes a gush of actual liquid, thick and green, spilling down the wall and out across the similarly metallic floor. The wall begins to ripple more fervently, and in great heaves a blue-and-silver figure is forced from its confines to finally collapse onto the ground. Gradually the ripples cease, the wall returning to its original solid state.

For a long moment the figure lies motionless. Suddenly he bursts into motion as if awakened from a nightmare, pushing up onto his hands and knees with a terrified gasp. He had been dreaming, hadn't he? Strange unsettling dreams that had seemed to last forever, but now he's finally awake...

Or is he?

Looking up, Mayday's jaw drops open as he surveys the strange room he finds himself in. Big doesn't even begin to describe it. The ceiling stretches up into a massive oblong dome, the far reaches of it almost lost in the haze of thin atmosphere. He's definitely not on their ship anymore, because he's pretty sure they could fit the entire ship into this single room.

He's woken up in a strange place with no knowledge of how he got there. Again.

He's all alone. Again.

And he's... he's covered in thick green goo.

Mayday begins to scream.

Date: 2014-11-23 06:14 am (UTC)
charlietuna: (Oookaaay.)
From: [personal profile] charlietuna
The world was darkness. Calm. A sense of time passing ripples somewhere on the surface, beyond Depth Charge's ability to comprehend. It feels like eons have passed.

His memories are distant, glowing as they flow past him in a blurred river, far out of his grasp. Occasionally, there are moments of lucidity and the manta... remembers.

He remembers vivid green eyes, the electric hum of raw energon in his hand.

He remembers the split second before death as his body is torn apart.

Normally, Depth Charge's grasp on these moments would ease and he would sink back into the dark calm. This some however, the lucidity stays with him. Consciousness tugs at him, dragging him down. He could feel his body suddenly, strange and alien and- fluid around him?

Suddenly Depth Charge finds him slamming into some cold, hard floor, the sound of thick slime hitting the ground echoing around him. The blue mech lies there for a long moment, too stunned to move. There's a brief moment where he finds himself just wanting to lie there and go back to the strange, calm sleep.

Was he dead? What a strange and weirdly slimy afterlife.

Before sleep could pull him under again, Depth Charge's listless reverie is interrupted by a scream. Optics snapping open, the manta-former drags himself onto his feet, unholstering his gun.

The strange, vast surroundings make him pause for only a second, but he quickly refocuses.

"Hello?" Depth Charge calls out, looking around.

Date: 2014-11-23 08:32 pm (UTC)
charlietuna: (O_O)
From: [personal profile] charlietuna
Grogginess made thinking hard, but Depth Charge forces himself to stagger in the direction of the noise. Well, stagger and abruptly go skidding because gaining any form of traction with the slime was proving to be an exercise in futility.

With a low growl of frustration, Depth Charge flips into beast mode and jets off into the deep strangely lit gloom of the massive chamber. The sheer size of it was staggering. What WAS this place? WHERE was this place? And why was he here? The last thing he remembered was the white-out pain as Rampage's spark imploded from the raw energon blade...

The scream was getting louder.

Shaking off the memories, Depth Charge refocuses his attention on the space before him. He could see a mech below, screaming. The ex-Marshal couldn't really pinpoint the exact source of distress just yet though. Was it the goop? Was it doing something the poor guy?

Mind racing, he transforms, landing in front of the... Autobot? That red symbol sure didn't look Maximal.

"I'm here to help!" he shouts over the screaming, approaching the slender mech with palms spread. "Tell me what is happening!"

Date: 2014-11-24 03:54 am (UTC)
charlietuna: (Hrm.)
From: [personal profile] charlietuna
The manta just stands there for a long moment, hands still raised in a pacified gesture, although his expression of bewilderment admittedly didn't quite match.

"... Are you alright?" Depth Charge asks cautiously. This was- decidedly a bit weird. Well, everything about this was just weird, but this was also pretty weird.

He takes another step forwards and extends his hand slowly to the fallen Autobot. "I'm Depth Charge. I just... woke up here and heard you screaming."

Date: 2014-11-26 09:59 pm (UTC)
charlietuna: (>:C)
From: [personal profile] charlietuna
"Yeah, kinda got that." If Depth Charge happens to look rather bemused about the whole encounter so far, it's because he is. Extremely bemused. Dropping his hands with a sigh, he looks around once before turning back to Mayday.

"Now that we've established that you're not about to die horribly somehow, you wanna tell me if you know where we are?"

Date: 2014-11-28 01:18 am (UTC)
charlietuna: (Oh really.)
From: [personal profile] charlietuna
"I got spat out of a wall too." Crossing his arms, Depth Charge finally takes a proper look around, an expression of uneasiness setting on his face.

"Wonder what brought us here. And why?"

It certainly didn't look like Vok business for the time being.

Date: 2014-12-04 09:16 pm (UTC)
charlietuna: (Oookaaay.)
From: [personal profile] charlietuna
"... Sounds like you had a lot of excitement." Shattered remnants of Cybertron and an Autobot who got freaked out over goo. This was... turning out to be a interesting cycle. Was this some kind of weird dimensional time travel stuff? Did Megatron succeed and this was a the future that resulted from the fact?

Well, that kind of sucked. He'd hoped Primal would have succeeded. Not a mech he'd necessarily ever gotten along with swimmingly, but he kind of regrets the fact now.

"I'm going to go do a perimeter check." Taking his remora gun out, he checks it over once and turns to go. "See if there's any way out of this place."
Edited Date: 2014-12-04 10:07 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-12-13 10:10 pm (UTC)
charlietuna: (Hrm.)
From: [personal profile] charlietuna
Turning, Depth Charge gives Mayday a rather unreadable look around his fin.

"Do what you want," he answers at last, lifting his gun into the ready position over his shoulder pauldrons. "Just don't get in my way."

It's said a lot... gentler than Depth Charge would have done before his stay with the Maximal exploration team. The manta still doesn't stick around to listen to Mayday's answer though, opting to just start heading off.

Date: 2014-11-30 08:10 pm (UTC)
iamdangerous: (look left)
From: [personal profile] iamdangerous
Breakaway dreams of flying. Flying through the air, through clouds, among the stars. Just flying.

Then he's suddenly ejected from a wall, covered in green slime. He rises to his feet, wiping his hands on his nosecone and shaking them to try and dislodge the goo, He looks around, deploying his minigun just in case as he turns to look at the wall, running his hand along it to test its solidity.

The disorientation, the slime, this whole experience brings back memories of his hatching. The only thing it's missing is an egg pod instead of a wall and Demolishor's ugly mug looming over him.

Then the screaming starts. Either someone's wringing out a small animal with heavy machinery or . . . "Mayday!" he calls out, trying to run toward the sound, slipping and falling because of the slime coating his feet. He curses, managing to clamber back upright and ignite his jet engine, hovering into the air and flying toward where he hopes the smaller Autobot is.

Date: 2014-12-14 03:02 am (UTC)
iamdangerous: (Default)
From: [personal profile] iamdangerous
"Mayday," Breakaway says more quietly as he spots the smaller 'bot, hovering in the air and reaching down to pick him up out of the slime, moving backwards to set him on the ground and then land himself. "Do you have any idea what's going on here? This doesn't look like something the 'Cons would have the resources to put together."

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