Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby Cravex » Fri Sep 14, 2018 8:53 am

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Autobot City Construction Site

Sideswipe shook his head in disappointment at Brawn as the smaller ‘Bot headed off. Some mechs have no sense of adventure.

He quickly shook it off, then turned to the others. Most continued about their business, not paying him or his previous question any mind. Not that it mattered. He was used to having his ideas questioned, but Prowl had given him permission to work with some of his troopers. Just because they haven’t stepped forward and volunteered didn’t mean anything.

A sly smile played across Sideswipe’s faceplate as he gave Prowl an exaggerated salute that only exemplified his playful side. Of course, those that knew him would realize it generally wasn’t a good thing for one’s peace of processor.

Turning, he headed to where a small group of Autobot troopers stood chatting among themselves. His smile widened as he approached them. “Ready for some fun, guys?”

One of the troopers groaned and glanced skyward before replying, “I don’t think we’re interested in your ideas of fun.”

Sideswipe continued unfazed, “Sure you do. What would be better than flexing out joints in some good natured combat.”

“Combat?” another trooper asked. “What kind of combat?”

That’s right, you can taste it, can’t you? Sideswipe thought as he tried to appear nonchalant by shrugging. “Nothing too serious. Wargames, more than not. To keep it simple, we split up and attempt to track each other down. Strictly on the downlow, otherwise Prowl will blow a gasket. Physical or stun weapons only.” He leaned in and lowered his voice in a conspiratorial manner. “Just think of how fast you’ll rise through the ranks if your skills are superior to your fellows. It’d be great to give the orders instead of taking them for orns, am I right?”

The four troopers slowly came around, exchanging glances and a couple of shrugs. Even the first one that spoke looked interested as he said, “If you want to keep it simple, why don’t we try to find you?”

Sideswipe tried not to smile too broadly at that. Since first approaching Prowl, his idea had morphed several times. His initial thought of testing the city’s defenses had morphed into them pushing their personal abilities, and he couldn’t be happier. Truth be told, he hadn’t wanted to openly offer himself as the prey in this exercise. Somehow, he knew his fellow Autobots would line up for that one.

Even he wasn’t crazy enough to do that.

Well, crazy was a strong word.

In the end, he merely shrugged. “Sure, if that’s what you four would prefer. Nothing like a challenge, am I right?”

The first trooper nodded, a smile giving away his glee at the idea.

Do I know him? Sideswipe wondered. It was a look he’d seen on several mechs, but especially Sunstreaker’s faceplate more than a few times.

“Then it’s agreed.” The trooper motioned to the armory. “Once we’re rearmed, we can begin.”

“Sounds great,” Sideswipe said, wondering what he’d gotten himself into.

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A spark of sympathy wormed its way into Brawn’s energon pump at leaving Sideswipe hanging, but stumbling around the jungle hunting fellow Autobots wasn’t his thing. Now, had it been an actual fighting scenario like a tournament or something like that…

He shrugged off the thought as he weaved along the narrow jungle road he’d spent a good part of his time on Earth exploring. Had he stopped to think about it, he would’ve questioned why he, of all mechs, felt the need to explore the jungle. It was something he never really thought about as it was standard for him whenever they landed on another world.

What could be better than testing one’s skills in the wildness of a new, unknown world? Sure, chances were he’d eventually stumble across some indeginous lifeforms, but what were the odds humans were around here?

Unless the genius that scanned the area had a glitch.

He had to admit the thought had merit. How else would a pathway wide enough to become a road come about? To his knowledge, there weren’t that many large organics in the area to make it. Still, what fun would it be to think too much? In his thinking, the best discoveries came when one didn’t think too much.

On whim, and following his current train of thought, Brawn suddenly turned right and drove into the thick foliage. He only went a few meters before he had to transform to make his way through the thick vegetation.

It was something he couldn’t put an actuator on, but this felt right. Maybe he’d stumble across a new energy source of something. Nah, he thought. I’ll probably find something worthwhile. There’s got to be something around here to test my mettle.

He pushed a vine aside and ducked under a low-hanging tree when the ground beneath him gave way and he crashed through the vegetation, bouncing off a few rocks before coming to a stop in a depression flat on his back.

Sitting up, he put a hand to his head. “Ow, should’ve watched that first step.”

This wasn’t how he intended his test to begin.
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby AFTRHR » Fri Sep 14, 2018 9:18 am

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[Autobot City Construction Site]

Grapple wrote:"You know, I was pondering that myself. Not only is the terrain uneven but it's composed of such a wide variety of densities. In one area you have terrain that could support Omega Supreme and in another you find terrain where Eject would sink. It's so difficult to account for. But yes, I would go ahead and bump it up. We can't afford structural integrity flaws anywhere."

“Alright then, I’ll be on my way to help out the rest of the construction crew.” He gave a jolly nod and a quick two finger salute to Grapple, and scurried back towards the construction site. He made his way up onto a higher platform so he could address the builders while Grapple was busy with Prowl.

“Can I get everyone to listen please? We’ve got some changes in the plans. Please make sure that support beam #78 is 7.3 decakels long! I repeat, please make sure that support beam #78 is 7.3 decakels long. Over there, on the southeastern side, please make sure that the shafts are deep enough into the ground. Nothing here should be compromised! If you see something that looks uneven or shaky, please let either me or Grapple know about it. Thank you and carry on!”

The green engineer himself turned into his alt mode and started towing some material carts filled with reinforced steel beams along towards the other side. The construction was coming along nicely, and Hoist was happy to see how much work Grapple had done. It truly was a product of his design.
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby Cravex » Fri Sep 14, 2018 9:31 am

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Autobot City Construction Site – Inside Omega Supreme

Barbarian builders!

It was all Pharma could do to keep his frustration from spilling out into the vast emptiness of Omega Supreme as he worked.

He’d never had a use for builders beyond needing them to construct a proper facility for him to utilize. Even then, it was hit or miss. Too many times he’d been forced to follow behind them to clean up or reorganize what they called completed work.

Just like now. He shook his head as he finished the second conduit Bluestreak had informed him of. The damages weren’t too severe in that he hadn’t come across any that needed to have a part replicated. So far, a little tightening and welding and they appeared as good as new. Better, even.

He absently kicked the scrap he’d had to cut away from the conduit so he could refit the patch the group had used. At least, they used the right metallic compound. Has to be the work of a medic.

Wiping a stray bit of oil from his optic, he surveyed his handiwork. Pleased this section wouldn’t leak again for a long time, he checked his display. Only a few more conduits to repair in these sections and it’d only be a matter of time until the guardian was refueled. This was a little easier than he’d expected, though he had no illusions as to the extent of Omega’s injuries. This was going to take some time.

At least, it gave Pharma a chance to study the guardian in depth. So far, the power exchanges appeared to be the regular design all Cybertronians used, except a hundred times larger. Not surprising, given their function, but he had to admit he was slightly disappointed.

Since the idea of combiner technology came to him, he expected to find something more complex within Omega. He’d always assumed the real answers he needed were in Omega Supreme’s processor, most likely in his motor control subroutines, but it would’ve been nice to have another puzzle to occupy his time while working on mundane repairs.

“Dwelling in the obscure. Such is the function of those destined for greatness,” he mumbled while plotting the next series of repairs. He noted when and where it’d be wise to have engineers help. Though he detested the idea, someone had to begin working on the guardian’s structural injuries while he handled the more complicated aspects such as restoring Omega Supreme from stasis lock. He wanted… no, needed to be the first one to talk with the guardian to gain his trust. Besides, Omega would be needed to help direct his repairs in ways most mechs couldn’t due to their smaller size.

How easy would it be if one could simply walk into their patients? The idea had some merit, but Pharma also realized if that was possible, anyone could conduct the repairs and those of his skill set could be labeled as obsolete.

Maybe not all progress needs to happen, he thought as he headed for his next repair assignment. Lost in his thoughts, he almost forgot to let Bluestreak know of his progress. Opening a channel, he said, >>Bluestreak, my boy, I’ve completed repairs of the conduits in 4a. Moving to the next section.<<
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby Smokescreen85 » Sun Sep 16, 2018 11:23 am

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Kup wrote:"Yeah. You sound like I felt, heh. But yeah, we found 'em both. Blaster, I think it was, picked up their signals somewhere in the Earth continent of Africa. That sure as slag wasn't no coincidence. And them goin' loopy at the same time? Nope. Somethin's connected there, but I sure dunno what. Like you said, tho, I'm happy we got Prime back too. He isn't back to normal, but just seein' him is gonna do wonders for the morale department. As for Megatron? Next time we get a chance like that I hope someone has the sense to order us to take him out, for good. Because exactly what we were worried would happen—happened."

Howlstrike listened with great interest as Kup laid out how Optimus Prime and Megatron were found and then both went crazy at the same time. The former Predacon shook his cranial unit in amazement. “Wow, there’s definitely something going on with them that’s for sure. I’m surprised Prowl didn’t order Megatron’s termination when he had the chance, but knowing him, he probably wanted the slagmaker for something involving the war, probably info. Still, like you said, having Prime back is a big morale booster even if he’s not quite the same as before.”

Kup wrote:"Scourge? The Sweeps? Last I remember they were runnin' around with Scorponok in the 2nd Fleet. That's Max's territory. Wonder if that's where Omega came from? And where he was before that...This don't sound good, kid. If they were hunting Omega, I got no reason to see why they'd give up after one try. But I guess Springer will get Prowl all caught up and he can decide what to do with that info. If any 'Bot is an ace at counterstrategizing, it's him. Too good for his own good, sometimes, heh.”

“It’s not good at all, Kup. I’m shocked more ‘Cons weren’t sent to get Omega already,” Howlstrike replied. “And your’e right. Scorponok’s not one to give up so easily. I’m sure he’ll send more troops sooner rather then later. We’ll need to be prepared for when that eventually happens. And the possibility of having both Megatron and Scorponok together in this system will not be good news for us even with Prime back. In fact, the combined might of those two would be down right terrifying.”

Kup wrote:"Yeh. It just takes time. Fighting in the trenches with someone forges the strongest bonds I know. You've got plenty more battle scars to earn fightin' for the right side. Sometimes that line gets blurred a bit, but I'm still sure we're on it."

The teal and gray tracker nodded. “I’ll take all the battle scars I can get to help atone for past sins. I just wish more ‘Bots could see that I’m trying. I know my anger gets in the way of that sometimes, but, again, at least I haven’t tried to rip anyone apart lately. Heh.”

Howlstrike cast another toothy grin in the direction of the six autotroopers who had been assigned to him. “Well, I guess we should get to patrolling the perimeter. I haven’t heard anything more from Mirage or the other teams, so I’ll send them a communique to let them know we’re getting started here.

>>”Mirage, Arcee, Broadside, this is Howlstrike. I’m going to start patrolling the eastern border with my autotroopers now. Kup has decided to join me for a bit. Just giving you guys a heads up. Howl out.”<<

The former Predacon then looked over at his team of autotroopers once more. “All right everyone, let’s get started. Spread out along the border, check for any weaknesses and, of course, keep an optic out for any ‘Cons.”

“Sure thing, boss, whatever you say,” one of the troopers responded, adding, “fraggin’ Pred” under his breath before he and the other autotroopers drew out their weapons and began to spread out as instructed.

“They’re so pleasant, aren’t they? Heh,” Howlstrike muttered to Kup as the Autobot hunter transformed back into his timber wolf alt mode. “Follow me, old timer! Keep up with me if you can! Hahahah!” Howl teased as he leapt forward, his four legs carrying him at a decent sprint down a small path through the trees and foliage.

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Pharma wrote: >>Thank you, Bluestreak, my boy. Yes, I think I’ve encountered some of their work already. Can’t blame them, but it would’ve been easier for us if there had been a legitimate medic or two with them. Job security, eh? I’ll start at the top and work from there. With any luck, the damage won’t be as severe as we fear.<<

Bluestreak chuckled at Pharma’s remarks, especially in regards to job security.

>>”Yeah, you have nothing to worry about, Pharma. Your job isn’t going anywhere. The vast majority of mechs couldn't even come close to doing what you, Ratchet and others like you guys are able to do. If it weren’t for you doctors and medics alike, the Decepticons would’ve won this war long ago. You keep us going when we would otherwise fall apart or remain blasted into bits. You keep thanking us, but it’s us who should be thanking you.”<<

The chatterbot managed to shut up long enough to keep his attention mostly on the readout screen of the diagnostic machine. As Pharma continued his work inside Omega Supreme, the device continued doing its job, too. After another few breems, the machine completed its diagnostic run and the results were quickly downloaded onto a datapad that was connected to the front of the machine.

Bluestreak disconnected the datapad and gave it a quick once over. For a brief moment, he considered transmitting the information dump directly to Pharma, but then he decided against it. Instead, the Autobot gunner would deliver the datapad to the CMO in person.

Pharma wrote:>>Bluestreak, my boy, I’ve completed repairs of the conduits in 4a. Moving to the next section.<<

>>”I read you. The diagnostic cycle has finished. I’m on my way to you to deliver the results.”<<

The chatterbot then approached the open hatchway on the side of Omega’s rocket mode and swiftly climbed aboard. After a short while, Bluestreak had traversed the corridors of the Omega Guardian and located the source of Pharma’s transponder signal.

“Hey, Doc, here ya go,” the dark blue and silver mech said, handing the datapad with the diagnostic info over to Pharma. “So, is there anything else I can do to help out here? I’m no medic, but I’m pretty good at following instructions. So, I’m sure I could do a better job than the patchwork the others were able to manage. Heh.”
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Sideswipe wrote:“Of course, Prowl, when have I ever been aloof or gone overboard? Don’t answer that.”

The military strategist rubbed his temples with the actuators of his right hand. A cranial ache was beginning to form deep within his logic circuits. Soon it would swell into something far more painful. “What have I unleashed?” Prowl muttered to himself in a low tone before returning his attention back to the others who were still present around him.

“Anyway, it’s time for that debriefing now, Springer. What the hell happened out there when you found Omega? I want to know everything.”
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby Cravex » Fri Sep 21, 2018 12:10 pm

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Autobot City Construction Site – Inside Omega Supreme

Bluestreak wrote:>>”Yeah, you have nothing to worry about, Pharma. Your job isn’t going anywhere. The vast majority of mechs couldn't even come close to doing what you, Ratchet and others like you guys are able to do. If it weren’t for you doctors and medics alike, the Decepticons would’ve won this war long ago. You keep us going when we would otherwise fall apart or remain blasted into bits. You keep thanking us, but it’s us who should be thanking you.”<<


It wasn’t often something touched Pharma’s spark, but hearing another not of the medical field espouse the efforts and subsequent effects he and his fellow medically-inclined mechs did the trick.

To think, I had to come to this mudball to find one who truly appreciates our talent. Still, the idea that it took this assignment on top of the war to hear such commendations irked him beyond measure.

When he replied back, he did everything he could to ensure the only emotion that came across was his appreciation. It wasn’t everyday he felt this generous, and he had a feeling Bluestreak would appreciate it if he knew. >>Thank you, Bluestreak. I knew you were a mech unlike the others. Our work is often thankless, so hearing your appreciation is worth more than any physical accolades that can be bestowed upon us. We all must do our part, must we not?<<

Bluestreak wrote:>>”I read you. The diagnostic cycle has finished. I’m on my way to you to deliver the results.”<<


>>Very good, Bluestreak, my boy. I appreciate your work ethic.<<

Bluestreak had quickly risen in Pharma’s estimation to a level few achieved. It was an interesting shift in their relationship as Pharm had initially intended for him to be a source of information, but now, he was more of a trusted aid than anything. Perhaps, there really is a future for him as a medic. Primus knows, the universe could use more of us.

The thought brought the war to his attention once again. Not wanting to dwell on it, Pharma forced himself to relax and push the thought of the war aside as he made his way through Omega Supreme’s corridors. It wasn’t the easiest thing to do, given the evidence of the war every few meters. Such as the power disbursement nodule that looked ready to explode if any power were currently flowing.

Knowing the dangers it could cause, he stopped to pry off the housing and double check. The last thing he needed was for an overload to blow the computer or couplings he’d already fixed. Or create more work down the road, which was near impossibility. He never heard of a procedure that caught everything. Even he made mistakes, as much as he was loathe to admit such a thing.

Shaking his head, he set the housing aside, and flashed a light into the interior of the disbursement nodule. From what he could see, the wires and their connections were intact, meaning the housing took the brunt of whatever had happened. Pleased with the small amount of luck this brought him, he replaced the housing and marked the housing for replacement, then turned to continue along the corridor.

The sound of metallic feet approaching caught his attention, and Pharma surprised himself by smiling at Bluestreak as the mech approached.

Bluestreak wrote:“Hey, Doc, here ya go,” the dark blue and silver mech said, handing the datapad with the diagnostic info over to Pharma.


“Thank you, my boy,” Pharma said as he took the datapad and connected to it to allow the information to flow into his processor.

Bluestreak wrote:“So, is there anything else I can do to help out here? I’m no medic, but I’m pretty good at following instructions. So, I’m sure I could do a better job than the patchwork the others were able to manage. Heh.”


Yes, you are quite good at that, aren’t you? Pharma thought as he looked up at Bluestreak. “Well, to be honest, my boy, there is plenty of work to be done that medics and the everymech can do. But don’t sell yourself short. I’m sure one with your abilities may find himself in the medical or any other field you wish. You just need to apply yourself. Now, let me see…” His voice trailed off as he scanned through the information from the diagnostic scan. Given the damage to Omega Supreme, the list of places to begin were virtually limitless, but he wanted to give Bluestreak something to challenge him, to give him reason to aspire to something more than a warrior mech.

It didn’t take long, especially since he had just checked something that hadn’t been on the datapad, for obvious reasons. “I believe I have the perfect thing for you. It’s going to be a little more labor-intensive than you’d expect under the circumstances, but no less important.” Pharma motioned down the corridor. “I just checked and marked a disbursement nodule along here that look damaged but wasn’t. If you would be so kind as to repair those the scan listed, keeping an optic out for any others that look damaged and check their internal wirings in case they worked loose, would be a monumental help. When you’re finished with those, I may need help with the rest of these conduits. What do you say, my boy?”

Pharma knew his idea sounded like another errand, but if Bluestreak saw it for what it truly was and rose to the occasion, then this was a mech Pharma knew he could work with.
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby Cravex » Fri Sep 21, 2018 7:37 pm

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Autobot City Outside Construction Site

Sideswipe smiled as the group hefted their stun weapons. He wanted to give them enough time to become acquainted with them, but not too acquainted. This was an exercise for their benefit, after all.

“So, we’re hunting you, right?” Trooper 1, the trooper that had been hesitant to take part, asked.

He looked a little too happy when he said the word hunting, but Sideswipe let it pass. After all, if he and this mech had crossed paths previously, it’d add incentive to what they were doing. Besides, it wasn’t like the Decepticons didn’t know who they were, or Sideswipe, at least, and it was something he’d grown accustomed to over the millennia.

“Something like that. I’m going to evade you four, and you’re trying to capture me. Pretty simple, right?”

Trooper 2, a square-shaped grayish mech hefted his stun pistol and asked, “Four of us for you? Where’s the challenge?”

That was what Sideswipe had been waiting for. It never ceased to amaze him how so many never gave him credit for what he could do. And yet they wondered why he took so many risks in combat.

A crooked smile tugged at one corner of his mouth and it edged upwards. “I don’t see much. I’ll probably catch a recharge cycle waiting for you to get close enough to use those.”

As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Seeing the expressions of the four troopers shift from joyful to pissed in an astrosecond reminded him at how fast Sunstreaker’s mood shifted.

Huh. Wonder if I’m the reason for that, too? He shook off the thought and turned his attention back to the group waiting to get their hands on him. Part of him wanted to change it to probing Prowl’s patrols like he’d originally intended, but stun weapons against real ones never ended well. “Look, it’s simple. I get a five minute head start, and you four try to locate and subdue me before I reach the city.”

“And this is going to prove what…” Trooper 3 said, her voice trailing off as she rested her elbow joint against her side to hold her stun rifle at an angle.

“I was going to ask that, too, but if we’re chasing Sideswipe, it’s going to be worth it,” said Trooper 4.

Are you kidding me? None of them like me. I couldn’t have pissed them all off like this already.

Sideswipe forced the urge for his servos relax enough to allow his mouth to hang open and widened his smile instead. Despite the surprise, he found it helped to energize him. Instead of a run-of-the-mill training exercise, this was going to be close to real battlefield logistics. Now this was fun. Oh, hate me all you want and come at me as hard as you can.

In answer to Trooper 3’s question, Sideswipe merely shrugged. “You never know when a Decepticon will try to sneak in or shatter our defensive line. Take it from someone that’s faced their best in combat: you don’t want to be unprepared.”

He was pleased to see the fire seemed to intensify in the troopers. Now they’re ready.

“So, are we ready to get this game going? I’m looking forward to the challenge.”

With that, he transformed into his Lamborghini Countach mode and spun a 180 degrees before sending gravel into the Autotroopers’ faces.

As he disappeared down the road, Trooper 1 brushed the debris off of him and asked, “Are we really going to give him five minutes?”

“Barely,” Trooper 3 said, rubbing a scratch left on her light blue pain.

“You heard him,” replied Trooper 2. “He wants a challenge. I say we show him what Prowl’s trained us to do. He won’t know what hit him.”

The others voiced their agreement as their internal chronometers started counting down the minutes.
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby MasterSoundBlaster » Wed Sep 26, 2018 6:32 pm

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Autobot City Construction Site

”Anyway, it’s time for that debriefing now. Springer. What the hell happened out there when you found Omega? I want to know everything.”


Same ol’ Prowl. And here I was hoping overseeing this project would catch me a bit of break from dealing with him again for a while. Good while it lasted”

“We picked up a signal just past Sol-7.” Springer began, his usual laidback tone shifting to one that was direct and matter-of-factly, “Ultra Magnus sent us to investigate what it could’ve been under the guise of a weapons test. As far as most of my crew knew, we were out to just pop torpedos at asteroids. However we soon came across Omega Supreme badly damaged floating about with low power.” The green and yellow mech paused to let his words sink in for a brief moment. The triplechanger folded his arms over his chest plate and shifted his weight some before continuing on.

“I think he might’ve been chased here because we were quickly greeted by Scourge and his look-alike army. We held them off and crippled their advance on Omega. ‘Cons then turned tail and left the system and we tugged our big orange friend back into safe waters. In short, we did our job; We Wrecked, and We Ruled. So yeah, I’d call that about everything.”
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby Smokescreen85 » Sun Oct 07, 2018 12:32 pm

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Peruvian Valley – Inside Omega Supreme

Pharma wrote:“Well, to be honest, my boy, there is plenty of work to be done that medics and the everymech can do. But don’t sell yourself short. I’m sure one with your abilities may find himself in the medical or any other field you wish. You just need to apply yourself. Now, let me see…I believe I have the perfect thing for you. It’s going to be a little more labor-intensive than you’d expect under the circumstances, but no less important. I just checked and marked a disbursement nodule along here that look damaged but wasn’t. If you would be so kind as to repair those the scan listed, keeping an optic out for any others that look damaged and check their internal wirings in case they worked loose, would be a monumental help. When you’re finished with those, I may need help with the rest of these conduits. What do you say, my boy?”

Bluestreak listened carefully as Pharma laid out exactly what he needed help with. It sounded like a job he could handle. “I say you got yourself a helper, Pharma! Heh. I shouldn’t have much trouble fixing those nodules you mentioned. Seems pretty straight forward. My primary function may be a gunner, but I can handle a little labor-intensive work if necessary. Anything to get Omega back to top working condition.”

The chatterbot patted the CMO on the shoulder plate before heading off down the corridor to the first grouping of disbursement nodules that the diagnostic scan had indicated was in need of repairs. Bluestreak then knelt down and removed the coverings on the surrounding casings and immediately saw the damage done. Wiring and conduits were severed and needed to be fixed.

“Yeah, I can see the problem clearly,” Bluestreak shouted back down the corridor, knowing that Pharma would hear his big mouth. “I’m beginning repairs now.” With that said, the dark blue and silver mech withdrew one hand into his forearm and replaced it with a soldering tool. A protective, transparent shield then extended down over his optics before he quickly went to work on the nodules in front of him.

Autobot City Construction Site

Springer wrote:“We picked up a signal just past Sol-7. Ultra Magnus sent us to investigate what it could’ve been under the guise of a weapons test. As far as most of my crew knew, we were out to just pop torpedoes at asteroids. However we soon came across Omega Supreme badly damaged floating about with low power. I think he might’ve been chased here because we were quickly greeted by Scourge and his look-alike army. We held them off and crippled their advance on Omega. ‘Cons then turned tail and left the system and we tugged our big orange friend back into safe waters. In short, we did our job; We Wrecked, and We Ruled. So yeah, I’d call that about everything.”

Prowl’s stoic expression remained unchanged throughout Springer’s report on what exactly had happened out there in the far reaches of the Sol System. Scourge was one of Scorponok’s men. The fact that the Sweep leader had been sent after Omega Supreme concerned the military strategist a great deal as when word of Scourge’s failure reached the Commander of the Second Expansion Fleet, there would undoubtedly be a second incursion into the Sol System, potentially by Scorponok, himself. Both him and Megatron present here on Earth would be a threat the Autobots here were not yet ready to face.

“Excellent work, Springer. I take it there was no indication of where Omega Supreme had come from before you found him? No, of course there wasn't. I’m sure you would've told me in your report,” Prowl said, answering his own question. The black and white hoped that a high-ranking former member of the Wreckers would not leave out such an important detail like that. He would have to get that information from Omega Supreme, himself. Or, perhaps…

“Was there anyone on board Omega when you found him? Perhaps I could speak to them while I wait for Omega to be brought back online,” Prowl asked, shifting his gaze over at Grapple before returning his glare to Springer.
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby Cravex » Mon Oct 08, 2018 1:09 pm

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Autobot City – Outskirts

“Why does this always happen to me?”

The question was rhetorical since Sideswipe already knew the answer, but it felt better asking it.

His newest idea had seemed simple at first, but he knew Prowl wouldn’t approve of him sneaking up on any of his patrols. Of course, that was the best way to truly test their defenses and work the rust off the Autotroopers. At least, to his thinking.

It would’ve been fun!

He stifled a chuckle as he crouched behind a fallen tree to wait for an opening.

This was meant to be more than fun, but he didn’t think the others saw it like that. Oh no, they were taking this seriously. Maybe too seriously. They’d already zapped enough holes in one tree to make it look like one of Grapple’s more creative ventures.

That didn’t bother him as much as thinking they misunderstood his intent.

No matter what he tried, he was always the one causing trouble. He was always the one that induced processor cramps. He was always the immature twin.

He was also the lesser of the twins when it came to combat, and that one irked him the most.

It was for that reason he pushed so hard. Was it really that hard to understand?

He shook his head, pushing the thought aside as a mechanical footfall sounded on the other side of the tree. Silently, his left hand retracted and was replaced with a piston hammer.

He was too reckless to be trusted, and maybe they were right. He had made plenty of rash decisions over the vorns. Did that mean he should be considered a second thought or be the target of others’ frustrations?

Not today, he thought as he waited until the sun glinted off the metal of a stun pistol, then leapt around the tree in a crouch, Using his legs to enhance his power, he struck upwards with his piston hammer. The Autotrooper tried to move to avoid the contact, but was too slow.

With a loud clang and grunt, the large trooper that held a grudge against Sideswipe (Why, he didn’t know but could imagine) fell backwards, his accuators digging long trenches in the side of the tree as he fell.

“You’re lucky I’m not trying to kill you,” Sideswipe said, for reasons he wasn’t sure of. He’d never been one to verbally justify his actions before. Why the change?

He didn’t have time to think on an answer before a stun bolt struck the tree next to him, sending chards of broken wood and dust into the air.

“Ah, come one. Don’t tell me Prowl drilled the marksmanship out of you?”

Without waiting for a reply, he transformed and tore through the undergrowth, cutting a weaving swath as he swerved from one side to another, dodging the stun bolts from the trooper.

Laughing, he turned hard, spinning in a complete circle before he shot off toward the city. This’ll get their attention.

A series of stun bolts struck the ground along side and just behind him. They were from the third member of the troopers.

Maybe I shoutld’ve kept my mouth shut, he thought as he hit a small tree that had fallen. He launched into the air, transformed, and landed with a roll at the bottom of a narrow valley.

He came to a stop next to the opposite side of the valley with the rocky wall jutting out by his back.

That was too close. They’re really playing for keeps. The thought surged through him and his smile widened. Bet they’ll think of me before Sunstreaker next time.
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby sumowrestler » Tue Oct 09, 2018 6:54 pm

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Autobot city

After 3xamining all of the solar energy collectors and adjusting the wind turbines as far as they wanted to, the Construction patrol gathered back at the energon control panel.

"So what is the needs, Neutro?"

"Well, Groundpounder, we managed to get about 15% more energy collection per decacycle but with all the activity we got going on now it will be pushing it. We need to either build more collectors or overhaul our current ones."

"We probably should do both and look into electrical collectors as well as using any possible hydro generators."

"Electrical collectors as in what humans call lightning rods? Commander Siverbolt of the Aerialbots would be a fine example and it isn't like we generate any static electricity by moving around. If we design them just right, they could be placed anywhere especially on the buildings. The better collection will be during the electrical storms this planet creates."

As the Construction patrol discuss the energy needs, they walked up to the energon monitor for Omega Supreme.

"Looks like it will be several more hours before Omega is fully charged. If these readings are correct, he is at minimal power assuming he doesn't have too many leaks."

"I agree with your assessment, Crumble."

Neutro looked around noticed a diagnostic machine hooked up to Omega. He walked over and examined the report. His team looked over his shoulders as they also looked.

"He did take quite a beating from whatever hit him on his way here."

"Very true, Takedown, but a few of these injuries could be from neglect as well. Didn't one of us see Pharma fly this way?"

"It was me, Neutro. I think the good doctor intends on fixing our large friend on his own."

"I doubt he is that foolish, Groundpounder. It is probably going to take a large team of medics and builders to fix this guy with all of the injuries he has."

>>Pharma, this is Neutro. My team and I are done adjusting and reviewing the energy collectors. What we got is suffice for what we have here but we should build more and enhance what we have. Do you require assistance with the repairs? My team looked at the diagnostic machine and our large friend will takrpe a team to fix him properly. We are offering our services to get the big guy fully functional again.<<
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby sumowrestler » Sat Oct 13, 2018 12:33 pm

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>>Prowl, this is Jetfire. I am heading down to Autobot City with a scanner to further the gestalt project. According to the Ark sensory logs, Omega Supreme and Skylynx are down there with you. They may prove quite valuable for information on their own combination process. I will also scan all Auto pots down there to glean any other information for future candidates and better understanding. We may find other possibilities for future projects beyond the gestalt process.<<
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby Cravex » Sat Oct 13, 2018 9:47 pm

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Peruvian Valley – Inside Omega Supreme

Bluestreak wrote:“I say you got yourself a helper, Pharma! Heh. I shouldn’t have much trouble fixing those nodules you mentioned. Seems pretty straight forward. My primary function may be a gunner, but I can handle a little labor-intensive work if necessary. Anything to get Omega back to top working condition.”


During Bluestreak’s monologue, Pharma accessed his memory banks once more on the mech’s medical history. The fact he was a chatterbox wasn’t anything knew, but his can do attitude was something Pharma felt needed to be noted. While he wasn’t one to take something as trivial as commendations seriously, he knew how important they were to other mechs. Especially those with aspirations beyond their regular mundane functions.

He knew he shouldn’t make light of them, but he’d always been one more focused on achieving one’s goals through hard work and dedication. Others couldn’t fail to notice you if you did your job. It was really that simple. It’d worked for him when Ratchet proposed handing his position as CMO to Pharma when he left for whatever assignment the war machine had for him.

Pharma smirked at the memory. Had it been any other mech in charge, he doubted he would’ve gotten the post. Ratchet may be a cantankerous ‘Bot, but he was fair. And paying that forward for Bluestreak was the least Pharma could do.

He was so caught up in making the proper modifications to Blustreak’s file for later upload, he didn’t notice being patted on his shoulder plate until Bluestreak was heading down the corridor.

Maybe I should rethink that commendation… No, I’m not that petty. Still, it was tempting.

Turning back to his own assignments, his thoughts turned to Omega Supreme and how long it’d take to have him repaired enough to risk bringing him back online. It shouldn’t take too long, as long as the damage was they type they’d come across so far. As much as he relished a challenge, this was the one time it wouldn’t be beneficial to him or his pursuits.

Bluestreak wrote:“Yeah, I can see the problem clearly,” Bluestreak shouted back down the corridor, knowing that Pharma would hear his big mouth. “I’m beginning repairs now.”


Pharma did indeed hear him clearly, and winced as Bluestreak’s vocalization echoed off Omega Supreme’s tight corridors. Turning to look back over his shoulder, he said, “Very good, Bluestreak, my boy. I’ll leave you to it. If you run across anything unexpected and need help, let me know.”

For a brief astrosecond, Pharma questioned how wise it was for him to offer himself in such a way, but he quickly pushed that thought aside. It was his job as Chief Medical Officer of the city, after all. Far be it from him to shirk his duty. As long as it doesn’t involve cleaning up after these organics. They’re just foul.

He turned a corner and made it a handful of strides when his communicator signaled an incoming transmission. For Primus’ sake, who now?

Neutro wrote:>>Pharma, this is Neutro. My team and I are done adjusting and reviewing the energy collectors. What we got is suffice for what we have here but we should build more and enhance what we have. Do you require assistance with the repairs? My team looked at the diagnostic machine and our large friend will take a team to fix him properly. We are offering our services to get the big guy fully functional again.<<


Well, now isn’t this a pleasant surprise. Opening the channel, Pharma smiled as he replied, >>Neutro, my boy, so good to hear your endeavors have been successful. I would greatly appreciate your help. Bluestreak is a wonderful aid, but more are definitely needed. I’m sending what we’re currently working on. If you would take over for me, I shall check Omega Supreme’s processing center to make sure the more delicate systems are repaired.<<

Well now, it appears as though Primus is looking over me after all. I’m sure a religious type would have something to say about this, now wouldn’t they?

It was difficult, but Pharma managed to keep the excitement out of his vocalizer as he opened a channel to Bluestreak. >>Bluestreak, my boy, Neutro and his fellow builders are going to aide us in our efforts. I shall be in Omega Supreme’s processing center to ensure no repairs are needed there if you need me.<<

For the first time, Earth had something to offer him that he could appreciate.
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Re: Autobot City: Hidden Foundations

Postby sumowrestler » Sun Oct 14, 2018 5:51 pm

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Outside Omega Supreme

Neutro received the communication from Pharma. The response surprised him when the doctor mention Bluestreak was helping.

"Well guys, looks like the big guy is definitely in need of our help. Pharma has some unexpected help in the form of Bluestreak. I admit I never thought the talker could lend a medic a hand unless it was to keep a patient distracted with the constant chatter. Pharma said something about heading to the central processor which seems a bit odd. From the read out we see, there is no indication of major damage up there but maybe he is being thorough and relying on his own optics. Well troops, we have a decacycle or two of work ahead of us."

Neutro headed into Omega Supreme followed by his team members.
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