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[treacherous_widow]

Looks like most of us made it here in once or two pieces. Now that most of us have licked our wounds and attempted repairs, how about a little role call.  Just how many of your idiots made it.

[To be more specific, she's looking for a certain blue speedster and a certain red medic but it never hurts to see who else made it.]

...And Moron Prime, don't bother answering. I already know you're here and it's shocking you haven't gotten yourself slagged already.

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[neverputincharge]

Yeah, I arrived with Drift nearby, and with Sentinel sprawled on my front. [He grunts, he wasn't exactly thrilled with that.]

Yeah, way less than what was gathered to see people off. Either they're not checking in for some reason, or they ain't on this Cybertron. [In which case, he's silently hoping they wound up home.]

[treacherous_widow]

[Lucky Bots.]

I'd place safe bets they're not on this Cybertron. Which means we should start asking why the slag we ended up here instead of home.

[neverputincharge]

[Seriously.]

Yeah, so would I. When I agreed to stay on a Cybertron, this ain't exactly what I had in mind. [The city is nice and all, but it isn't the Haven he knows.]

Any idea where we oughtta start?

[treacherous_widow]

[She'd rather the haven they knew compared to this two.]

Start asking around, see if we can find any scientists. The Medic already gave out some information, but it never hurts to have other bots poke around.

...And probably the library. Someone has to be keeping track of the history around here.

[She's blaming her 'helpfulness' on her Maximal programing right now.]

[neverputincharge]

[Yup, weird having all the people here too.]

Yeah, will do my own searchin', so we can confirm stuff. [And not have to solely take the word of people they barely know.]

What'd the medic tell ya?

[treacherous_widow]

[Good. At least some bot's on the same page she is.]

Quite a few things even if the slagger didn't let me get to the medical files in his clinic.

[She's a little huffy about that.]

He related that there were eleven guardians and that one of them is missing. She apparently went missing before we arrived and that sixty of their number are also gone.

Then we showed up and threw every bot for a loop. Various bots and organics from various timezones, all existing here for a couple hundred of years.

[At this point she shakes her head.]

It sounds like a familiar song and dance. Even down to there are ruins somewhere around here. So. Here's the question. What version of Cybertron are we REALLY on this time.

[neverputincharge]

[Strange situations....]

Might not trust you yet. A stranger that just showed up.

[Cause lack of trust goes both ways.]

So people have been disappearin', including one of those guardians. Then we showed up and shook everything up. Frag, we know how to make an entrance evidently. [Which in this case isn't a good thing.]

I dunno, but I'm getting my suspicions. Not sure I like it or not. [When he said he'd be willing to stay on this Cybertron, this isn't what he meant, or expected.] But the ruins will be worth lookin' into.