Welcome to a New World [Open Log]

[kismet_loop_mods]

WHO: Everyone involved in Game Start
WHAT: Waking up after the explosion
WHERE: Well . . . that's for you guys to figure out, isn't it?
WHEN: Now
WARNINGS: None but what you bring with you
NOTES: Be sure to reply in your respective group thread.



At first, there is nothing. Without warning, agony erupts – a twisting, burning sensation that leaves you sure you’re about to be torn apart, but then it subsides to a sharp ache. The nothingness has taken on a purple-black appearance, shifting and flowing around you.

You’re lying on your back, and the pressure is immense. If you breathe, you feel like you’re suffocating. You struggle to sit up, to get the pressure off you. You strain and fight . . . and suddenly the mists flow off and away, taking the pressure with them. You sit up and look around.

You’re not in Kansas anymore.

Misty purple-black “bubbles” on the ground around you burst and flow off from other bodies, disappearing down into the ground and revealing familiar faces.

Wherever you are, at least you’re not here alone.

Comments

[not_the_scapegoat]

Lea or Knock Out may note someone approaching through the trees. The half man, half goat figure stops back a polite distance, frowning in concern over Wing's clear discomfort.

Following him is a gaggle of disc-shaped drones. They range from the size of dinner plates to the average Cybertronian's palm.

[im_wavin]

Ravage finally rolls over and gets to his feet, shaking himself a bit. His firelizard goes to perch on his head as he puts his ball of yarn away in the dud rocket on his hip.

As the strange organic approaches he tilts his head. He's pretty sure that humans don't have legs like that.

"Who r u???"

[notyourblueangel]

Thundercracker grunted a noncommittal reply at the correction, following it with "Thundercracker."

If he were going to say more, it was lost in the startled flinch he fought to hide as he whirled around to the sound of a voice he decidedly did not recognize. Any weakness from pain with his severed wing disappeared from his frame as he straightened. He didn't bring a weapon to bear - yet - but both rifles were quietly primed, ready to be at full power with a thought. He made a low sound, one the four trained firelizards knew meant 'hide'. "Ravage, behind me." His tone left no room for argument. To the newcomer, he asked, "Who are you and what do you want?"

[treacherous_widow]

The new arrival distracted her from saying anything more. Like the other two she was startled and that was just not something you did to an already paranoid spider.

She immediately switched modes again and within moments had a butterfly knife aimed in the strangers general direction as she stood on the edge of the side car.

"And where the slag did you come from."

[not_the_scapegoat]

The satyr put both hands up, his small smile a gentle expression. "My name is Galos. I'm one of the Guardians of the nearby city." He motioned off to the city they could see in the distance.

"I came to welcome you. There is a Gateway near here that will take you quickly to the city. There is a Hospital in this Sector once in the city, where you can have your injuries seen to."

[neverputincharge]

Bulkhead grumbles, but backs off when Drift gets between them.

"What were your reasons, then?" He's calmed down pretty well, at least till his sensors tell him something's approaching, and then tbe voice. He swings around to look at...what the pit is that? Definitely not human.

"And who're you?" He's eyeing those flying discs things too, wondering if they're a threat.

Blurr disagree, the universe is pretty mean

[raceme]

[Blurr tries to stand up but falls backwards and decides that sitting will have to work just well. He pets his firelizard to calm Scout down as he looks around.]

Gunmax, Rose? Are you Ok....uh. [What is that funny looking organic? And those drones?] I'm not sure, no. Where are we?

It likes to toss people around from place to place, the jerk

[originaldragoon]

[Rose muttered an apology and got down from Gunmax. A quick check confirmed that she was not seriously injured, just sore. Her Data spider and firelizard go to perch on her shoulder after they are sure that is is okay.]

I am fine Blurr...

[She looked to the newcomer and her hand went for the hilt of her sword, not sure what he was and if she should even trust him.]

Who are you?

[im_wavin]

Ravage was going to move behind Thundercracker like he was supposed to, but then Galos introduced himself. The jaguar bot stopped and gave the satyr a grin and a wave. Fortunately, or unfortunately, he didn't have any of the same paranoia that the other two bots had, so he was much more friendly.

"O hai! I'm Ravage! U know how we got here???"

[notyourblueangel]

((Ooc: on my way to an air show for the day so dunno when I'll be able to tag next. Lunnaei has god-mod rights if TC needs to say/do something. Otherwise, assume he's warily following along for whatever))

"In exchange for what?" At the moment, the prospect of proper repairs at a hospital almost - almost - took priority over even knowing how they got here, but he wanted to know what they'd be indebting themselves too first.

[treacherous_widow]

Blackarachnia wanted to throw something at Ravage moments after he spoke. Damned felines are nothing but trouble.

Thankfully Thundercracker was a bit smarter than the cat bot and that was something she could appreciate. "And care to tell us where the slag we are?"

[fractalize]

"Yes?" Hang on, she has to think about that. Can she do the ice thingy? Yes. Can she make a brace out of it?

Yyyyyyes.

Oh man, she was gonna help, like really help.

"Yes! I mean. Yes. Yes, I can, that'd be...ahem. Sure." Sorry. She got a little passionate there.

"And it's not a problem, at all, in fact. I...well. No one's ever really worried like that for me before, so. It was kind of you." Pursing her lips into a polite smile she nods.

However, the strange individual catches her attention before she can begin; and having something her size is sort of----well. Odd, given her present company.

"Who....Who's that?"

[not_the_scapegoat]

Galos smiled warmly at the robot cat, inclining his head in an acknowledging nod. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ravage."

He returned his attention to all of them. "And to answer your questions in order. Yes, I know how you got here, to an extent. There is a substance of chaotic energy that covers much of the planet, well call it the Miasma, it tends to...deposit people here from time to time." He rolls a wrist a bit as he searched for an appropriate word.

"Medical care is freely given. Our resident doctor and mechanic is quite capable at treating all species and would not deny repairs to anyone. As he would be the one supplying repairs I would suggest bringing up any further concerns on this matter with him."

And finally he turned his gaze back to Blackarachnia. "As for where you are, you are on Cybertron."

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Drift relaxes a little since it looks like Sentinel and Bulkhead aren't going to have an epic robo throw down and turns his attention to the

creepy looking

whatever that guy is.

And his little drones. Drift reaches for a sword instinctively, but they don't seem to be in his scabbards. So much for that. He'll just let Bulkhead do the talking and turn his attention back to Sentinel.

"Sentinel. Are you okay?" Drift will nag him later, after he's sure his face isn't going to fall off or something.

[primest]

In his defense, Sentinel would rather Bulkhead not crush his head. He'd glanced over at the goat-thing but seeing as it wasn't anywhere near him, he didn't really give a shit about it. Drift and Bulkhead can deal with it, whatever man.

"M'fine. Had worse." Though, surprisingly, that's the first time someone's punched him in the face for being an idiot douchebag. He appreciates Drift not also punching him though, that's always a plus. "I think Bulkhead scared the Turbofox."

Which he's STILL INTENT ON NOT LETTING GO. Thankfully, it likes the attention and isn't trying to scratch his face off or whatever.

The Drift and Sentinel Comedy Hour thread

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Drift will deal with the goat thing later, for now he's going to take Sentinel aside and get all up in his grill checking the damage.

"I won't deny that I'm disappointed, but I don't doubt that your intentions were good. Why did you do it, Sentinel?"

And Bulk can deal with goat man over here for now.

[not_the_scapegoat]

The satyr smiles. "My name is Galos. I'm one of the Guardians of the city."

just what everyone wanted

[primest]

"I wanted to go home and not end up some smear on the bottom of Unicron's foot."

There's also a load of bullshit about not trusting the First Forged as far as he could throw them, but Sentinel being Sentinel instead chooses to word his choice in a way that makes it sound even worse and more selfish than it initially was. Clap clap clap.

i would watch it

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

"And you thought that aligning yourself with a coward and a traitor was the way to go about getting there?"

Yeah good job Sentinel real manly there. Don't Mind Drift he's just going to poke and prod at your face for a moment.

why would you do that to yourself

[primest]

"Yeah, because I trusted the First Forged so much. They sure didn't lie or hide anything from us!"

He flinches slightly at the touch. Because Drift's hands are cold, not because it hurts or anything b-baka..... "At least Liege was honest about his intentions to abandon us after we got through the Lambda."

i love suffering

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

"I never said I trusted them, but I trusted other people who believed them. It wasn't a lot to go on, but sometimes you just have to have a little faith."

Look he's just worried about you you big dumb megachin'd idiot. "Liege wouldn't have protected you. Going with him only would have delayed the inevitable, and you know it."

me too

[primest]

He just shrugs.

"I was pretty sure we were all going to die regardless. I mean, frag, this could be the Well for all we know!" A beat, and he looks around for a few seconds. "Kinda disappointing if it is."

[the_other_green_seeker]

Jadewing nodded at the human's assent. Some Decepticons may well have just demanded help, especially from a squishy, but well... maybe Haven had rubbed off on Jadewing a bit more than he'd thought. Not to mention, though he'd figured the human would agree, given that he didn't know the full extent of her abilities it was probably best to try and be polite.

He was just about to shift enough to let Deckard get behind him and boost the woman up, when he saw movement that had nothing to do with any of them out of the corner of his optic. Instinct took over and his arm snapped up to aim his his gun at the potential threat. Except that it was his left arm, and the motion sent a jolt of pain through his left side as his wrenched wing protested the action. He let out a brief yelp of pain which he quickly bit off short, growling curses at his own reflexes in Cybertronian and several Earth languages until the pain faded a bit.

Needless to say, this did not improve his mood. "Who are you?", he demanded of the stranger, eyeing both the organic and the disc-shaped drones that floated along behind him with deep suspicion.

[im_wavin]

"Chaotic engery???" Another head tilt as the kitty thought this over. "U mean like from that Unicorn guy??? I totes thought we stopped him!"

And wait.... What was that last bit. "And this totes does not look like Cybertron!"

[hotheadwarmheart]

Lea winced a bit when he got a look at Wing's damaged wing. That... did not look pleasant. He was about to ask Knockout if he thought he could fix it when he saw someone approaching.

Said someone was clearly a satyr of some kind, though one who was in much better shape than that one from Olympus Colosseum. He doubted that satyr ever had weird disc-things following him around either.

Lea's grip on his Keyblade tightened shifting slightly and he shifted into a less casual, more wary stance as the strange satyr approached. True, he didn't look especially threatening, even with those disc-things of unknown purpose taken into account, but well... Lea didn't feel like taking any chances. Because if that stuff that had overtaken them during the explosion wasn't Darkness, then it was something very close. And he wasn't about to trust anything that might be associated with Darkness right off the bat.

"Look sharp guys," he said to Knockout and Wing. "Seems we've got company." He smirked a bit. "And me without my makeup on." Apparently their rather unpleasant arrival hadn't affected Lea's snarking ability at all.