Flashwave was one of the first of the "regualrs" on Cybertron, the population following the 13, wihich became the 6 at home and the 7 in the universe. Quintessons soon arrived and duped the race into slavery, but Flashwave was one of the few who saw their tricks. They ran him off a catwalk into a cryogenesis lab, and when he thawed out and self-repaired, he awoke in the gangwar times of the Megatornless and Primeless Cybertron.
He began assembling the best and brightest from all walks of life. At first, he was simply trying to get innocent lives out of the way of danger, but they began a new tradition. Though not fighters many of them, they had skills. So they and he began cultivating a dead planet, shoved it into a subspace pocket, and have mastered many forms of science otherwise slowed down by the onslaught of war. Transdimensional and transchronal sciences for example, stuff that Cybertron hasn;t and won't discover for millions of planet cycles because the labs are not continously being sabotaged and blown up. In short; their too busy shootin' at each other. Some of this research has gone into the dos and don'ts and Silence has evolved several strike teams to prevent irreverent and irreversible damage from scientific exploits that shouldn't happen, not only on Cybertronian colonies, but other species as well. Even trivial things such as TF tech in the hands of a primitive species get handled. A few of these teams also include ground combat, air combat, beasial combat, search-and-resacue of Cyberteonian and fleshling life, and rapid-response teams. Some consider it playing god, but there's still a majority that says "certain inventions should not happen." Silence is one of the ones making sure they don't. And bull-headed as Flashwave is, he;s given in when the group says "That goes too far into reshaping something;s intended evolution."
The bots you see here, are Flashwave's best and brightest. Some work directly with him, some are unit commanders. Though Silence's ppopulation has never been counted, the world is happily populated, and continuing on a truly peaceful existance. We all hope it can stay that way.
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> COMM LINK: ONLINE
> SIGNAL SOURCE: MOON BASE ONE (DARK SIDE)
> ENCRYPTION: AUTOBOT CYBER-LEVEL 4
> TRANSMISSION TYPE: AUDIO-VISUAL
> STATUS: STABLE ☑
> PLAYBACK BEGINNING...
> DECRYPTION KEY: 5 ROBOT POINTS
> MESSAGE: "IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT..."
> RESPONSE: "...AND I FEEL FINE."
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