.01 || accidental video

[diagnosispuberty]

-- okay, joke's over, guys! Stopped being funny a long time ago! You can come out now!

[Oh dear. Someone's not in Kansas -- er, California -- anymore. Far from it; Hiro has Awakened in the Northwest District, and finds all this nature and trees extremely unusual and disconcerting. He's grimy and confused and irritated and he's trying desperately to orient himself. Where's the city? Where are the buildings or the wind turbines -- you can see those from anywhere.

The little robot following him would be way cooler if it weren't for the aforementioned nature, and the fact that Hiro has to keep shooing it away and interrupting it's welcome message.] I don't need any aid, I need my friends to stop being jerks and cut this out! Can you not-- personal space, buddy!

[He swats at the robot again, muttering dark, age-inappropriate words under his breath and stumbling over the uneven terrain. He's so focused on how irritated he is with his friends, that he almost doesn't see the wild boar snuffling through the underbrush.

...until he trips over it of course.] Hey! Watch where you're--




--o-oh boy.

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Comments

[knight_light]

[He can't help but look grim at the "why"]

The "why" is because of a threat that has the ability to cross dimensions and if allowed to, will destroy everything and everyone.

[To put it simply.]

[diagnosispuberty]

[Hiro's been trying to summon up his memories of high school geography...buuuut that has to wait for a second because. What. What.]

...we have to save the multiverse? That's why we're here?!

[10_20_15_5_50]

Were you attached to your curse theory?

[not the time, sam]

[knight_light]

...Essentially. [It's said with a mild grimace.]

Curse theory?

[diagnosispuberty]

Uhhhh...can I beg out of that? Cause I'm like... [He waves a hand, gesturing to his tiny skinny self.] Not so ready for hardcore battling, at the moment.

Oh, yeah, we were talking about how maybe I'm cursed by some ancient pig gods to be tormented by wild boars on alien planets. [That's about as plausible as any other theory, right?]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Hey, we were talking about how you were maybe cursed. Ancient pig gods cursing you to some specific end, you are introducing only now. We're trying to level with you, dude.

[knight_light]

You’re stuck here, I’m afraid, but I certainly won’t expect you to face Unicron.

[diagnosispuberty]

[Dismal expression.] I have to fight a unicorn?

[10_20_15_5_50]

That might be preferable. From what I gather, Unicron is like, robo- space-Satan.

[knight_light]

[Yeah, that happens often.]

Heh, not unicorn, Unicron. He’s known as the Chaos Bringer and the Destroyer of Worlds. He’s...also partly responsible for the Miasma, the purple-black mist that brought you here.

[diagnosispuberty]

[Hiro is quiet for a moment, taking this in.

Then, gloomily:] Guess there's no chance I can...take the next bus outta here?

[10_20_15_5_50]

It's honestly not bad being here, despite how some of it sounds, but... I'm sorry. No outs available.

[knight_light]

[Wing very carefully touches Hiro’s shoulder with his free hand, Sam’s ‘stree-doo’ tucked under his arm.]

Chin up, Hiro. I know this isn’t where you want to be, none of us chose to come here, but it is a good place to be. It is unlikely that Unicron will wake anytime soon. I, for one, and doing all I can to help ensure he never wakes.

You’ll be all right here. Promise.

[diagnosispuberty]

[Well, it does help that so far he's only met nice people. Have a hesitant, but encouraged smile, both Sam and Wing. ...also there's a giant robot touching him comfortingly on the shoulder which is so cool.]

I mean...I'm not totally sure what I'll be able to do, really, but...but I'll help however I can.

[10_20_15_5_50]

Hey, that's all we could hope to hear. [Sam smiles in turn, giving Hiro's elbow a friendly bump with her own.] And probably the best attitude to take,

[knight_light]

[Wing nods.] Sam’s right. Being willing will go a long way, and stopping Unicron won’t necessarily mean fighting.

[You know what else is cool, Hiro? The giant ground bridge he steps up to. He taps in a few commands on the computer screen and the metal ring flares to light with swirling blue and green energy. Wing’s just going to step into that now if there’s no protest.]

[diagnosispuberty]

[Hiro is about to question (and possibly pout) some more, but now things are lighting up and swirling and making noise and he's just going to lurch to one side and latch onto Sam's arm for stability.]



-- s-sorry.

[10_20_15_5_50]

[She doesn't mind at all, having had some SERIOUS MISGIVINGS about going through a gateway the first few times, and some mild misgivings about going through a gateway... well, every time after.]

It's cool, it's cool. And by all accounts it's safe. I've asked.

[knight_light]

[Wing smiles at them.] They’re safe. Promise. I’d not be using one if the Gateways weren’t safe for you to use.

[And so he steps through. And ends up in the middle of a city, right outside the Hub.]

[diagnosispuberty]

[Hiro automatically lifts up his arm, defensively -- juuuust in case -- but once he's sure he isn't going to disintegrate, he'll peek out at the city.

Aaaand then of course be promptly overwhelmed with how cool it is.]

Woahhh...how'd that work?

[10_20_15_5_50]

I want to say 'voodoo,' but it would be a blatant lie. Easier explanation [in more than one way] since I'm much more for the social sciences than the hard ones, but... still a blatant lie.

[knight_light]

[He chuckles.] You’ll have to ask the ones who built it. Needless to say, lots of science and engineering.

[diagnosispuberty]

[Uh-oh, you said the "s" word. Hiro will be definitely asking whoever built the gates for a detailed explanation.

But right now his stomach is giving a ferocious growl, and he's looking a little sheepish.] Uh...so. Is there a pizza place around here?

[10_20_15_5_50]

Sort of. They've got all sorts of other stuff, but their pizza is pretty good.

[Small wonder it was something Sam sought out following the failure of her message-sending ritual. Take note, Wing; the curative powers of pizza---especially cold breakfast pizza---are significant, at least where young organic Earthlings are involved.]

[knight_light]

[He's starting to see a parallel here.]

We'll certainly see what can be gotten.

[And with that he'll turn for the Hub so they can eat. They're pretty much right outside it now anyway, so into the restaurant and over to a able built to accommodate both Cybertronians and humans. Same and Hiro sitting on one side in raised seats and Wing on the other.]

[A volunteer will bring menus for all.]