Video the 1st || introducing little king trashmouth

[iseedeadbees]

[Since there aren't enough confused seekers around here already RIGHT. This here video starts up with THIS mostly red jet guy all up in his drone's grill trying to adjust the video or WHATEVER. To say he looks displeased would be an understatement, he looks positively livid, but he seems to chill out once he realizes he's gotten the droid to start recording. Now he just looks mildly annoyed, but deep down in his stupid little spark he really just wants to start slapping people let's be honest.]

Okay, in the interest of saving all of us a little time, I'll cut right to the point. My name is Starscream. That's Lord Starscream, ruler of Cybertron, just so we're all on the same page. I don't know why I've been brought here, I don't know how I was brought here, I don't even know where here is, but I'm sure I don't need to state how little I appreciate being brought here against my will. That said, if any of you would be so kind as to point me towards the nearest space bridge or transport, I'd be willing to forget this little incident ever took place. Your assistance would be greatly appreciated.

[he decides to leave out the part about him ruining people should nobody help him out. no need to be too unpleasant right]

Comments

[knight_light]

I'd be surprised if they're not numbered. I'm sure that's something the Guardians would know. Though, really, to know what number your Cyberton is, you'd still have to tell your history.

[iseedeadbees]

Is this really something that isn't written down somewhere? That's real convenient.

[knight_light]

I know it was something that was kept when I first got here, but Unicron attacked and a number of us were flung about half a millennia into the future of this Cybertron. I don't know if it's kept track of anymore. I imagine Rathan or Sirrah wold keep such records if anyone does, and... another Guardian likely knows without the need for anything being written down.

[He's...not gonna tell Stars about Death yet.]

[iseedeadbees]

[Time travel too, huh. BECAUSE Y'KNOW WHY NOT this is already crazy let's just keep piling it on]

Good for them, but that doesn't exactly help us any. Who are these "Guardians", what can you tell me about them?

[knight_light]

[Yeah, well at least he didn't drop 'Hey, the persona of death walks around the city, he's really creepy, but also kinda cool' on Starscream...]

They're...beings from various realities. They keep the bulk of the miasma out of the city.

There are a few Cybertronian Guardians. They would be Contrail, Gyroscope, and Wheeljack.

[That name is going to get Wing interrupted, isn't it?]

[iseedeadbees]

[PSH spooky dead skeletonfuck is totally just a human myth RIGHT

But anyway yeah that name absolutely gets Wing interrupted. Starscream slides up right next to him.]

Hold it, I know a Wheeljack. Hell, I was just talking to him a few hours ago!

[knight_light]

Then it'll be interesting to see if this is the one you know.

[They're over the city proper now.] This is the Hub. Wheeljack's workshop is the large building to the right of the central structure, the other large building is the warehouse.

[He'll head down and land.]

[iseedeadbees]

[LANDING IS GO. He kind of wants to just start heading over to Wheeljack's little workshop thing right away, but he decides to hold off on popping in on the guy until Wing's done giving him the grand tour.]

I'm assuming this warehouse of yours is used for storage?

[knight_light]

[He nods] Anything non-living that the Miasma pulls through ends up stored in the warehouse for people to claim.