G1 inspired Original Characters -
Tetra Reris, Servabot Commander
Electra, Trechercon Commander
Tracking tag: blamethequints - As rped by Zypherion
20+ years RP experience
Blog Created 12/17/2014
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Seeing as this is a multi-muse role play blog, my mains are Tetra Reris who commands the Servabots and Electra who commands the Trechercons. Any others mentioned during roleplay can be interacted with as well but are mostly to add to a scene as needed or necessary. Four so far have earned the ‘not the main muse’ rp status: Shell Shock (interactions thus far with Kup and Twitch), Lodestar (interaction with Allen), and 10 year old interactions with Jacknife and Turnpike (with argontheweldermech).
Age: 20+ years RPing should give you a hint. I do not comply with any Age DNIs for myself for a reason. Who I choose to RP with depends on my comfort level when I read your 'about the muse' plus rules and other info you provide on your blog. If I don't like what I see, then I simply move on. I expect the same from anyone seeing this blog or my side ones.
Below the cut is lore to read so you know the history behind the AU the muses exist in based off my stories. The below may be adjusted slightly in RP depending on interactions of muses. - Zypherion
In the beginning there were gods of light and darkness. There were also goddesses. Most of the latter fought alongside the gods. The goddesses that chose not to fight unfortunately learned the error of their decision. They all eventually perished.
The war between light and dark waged for eon upon eon, until only a few of us remained. The young universe matured during this time, bringing forth new life upon numerous planets. The leader of the dark gods, Unicron, was displeased with this happening. He went after these planets with the goal of wiping out the life upon them. Primus, as leader of the light gods, would not stand for the actions of Unicron. Their battles only intensified and with time they were the last of the gods to exist. This did not include the goddesses.
One light goddess, Sequista, the beloved of Primus, did what she could to help him. But Unicron was proving dangerous to any light or dark goddess that approached him. He forbade Sequista, from going near Unicron. He also told her to not get involved when he and Unicron fought. Despite her love for her beloved Primus, she backed off and watched on.
She witnessed them cross over into the metaphysical plane, then eventually saw how Primus tricked Unicron by luring the dark god to enter a large planetoid. Unfortunately Primus too was stuck in one as well.
As the two planetoids that held the individual gods drifted apart, Sequista attempted to attack the one holding Unicron. The dark goddess that remained came upon her just in time to stop her and the two fought. With each blow exchanged the planetoids drifted further away from the battling goddesses until they were lost in the darkness of the void of space. When Sequista was finally able to deal the death blow to the dark goddess, she attempted to contact her beloved. There was no answer. Primus was already out of contact, long since having formed the world that would be called Cybertron, bringing forth the original thirteen, and the spark creating computer to be known as Vector Sigma.
Sequista decided that she too would inhabit a planetoid. Over time she formed the world of that would be called Mechanadron, brought forth a small group to live upon it, and even made a spark creating computer which was named Vesta Zeta. Just as Primus had done before her, she too made a Matrix to guide her people. The first holder of the Matrix of her people was a femme that took the name of Abyssa Reris - which translates to Deep Thinker.
Time passed as Mechandron's populace slowly grew in size. Also with the rise in individuals came the growth of the planet itself. Travel paths and small towns grew into roadways and cities. New layers were built over the original planetoid with each succeeding population growth spurt. Things were peaceful for a long time, no one wanted for anything.
All good things come to an end eventually. It's a universal constant. The planet of Mechandron had become a bustling planet full of hundreds of thousands of individuals. The original Matrix bearer Abyssa Reris died and Dueta Reris took the Matrix. Dueta was a well-known singer, beloved by many and well respected. She led her people up until a threat appeared in Mechandron's orbit. The threat was a Quintesson fleet carrying many more Sharkticons and Quintesson fighters than there were individuals on the planet.
(It is here I would like to note that the Quintessons came to Mechanadron after they had been driven off of Cybertron some centuries earlier.)
The Mechandronians fought for their world as best they could, but they were overwhelmed. Dueta was mortally injured during this battle but was able to pass the Matrix on to another before dying. The new matrix holder, Logica Reris, did what she could to lead her people in the last moments battling the Quintessons, but she saw that logically it would behoove her to surrender their world rather than have her people eradicated. Her decision set Mechandron up for what was to be a long period of enslavement as well as segregation.
The Quintessons took it upon themselves to split up the Mechandronians by their build first. There were two groups of build, war type and work type. They then split those groups by their gender identifier of 'mech' or 'femme'. Once they determined who was build and gender, they moved individuals to segregated areas. Where once the populace mingled freely, now they only saw their own gender and build type - in example work mechs saw only other work mechs.
The segregation accomplished and new world order set into place, the Quintessons got into cultivating the population. Warrior builds were given appropriate training under heavy supervision. Work builds were given training depending upon their skill sets, typically they got work they were already doing before the Quintessons came along.
The Quintessons were not content to just lord over Mechanadron. They studied them as they had the Cybertronians before them. What they learned from the studies of both species eventually led to the decision that they needed to further cultivate the Mechanadronians by starting a breeding program. This led to more intense studies, figuring out when to breed, who was more likely to breed, how to increase the likelyhood of breeding without need of intervention via forced breeding, and so on. Over time they documented more instances of what they coined as "Genetic Identification". This wasn't a predictable occurence at first, but with testing they were able to figure out how to have it happen more often.
The resulting sparklings were genetically better than their parents. Such betterment turned out to be to a detriment to the Quintessons as war builds became more aggressive, stronger, dominant, and harder to control. In order to deal with this, they began to breed warrior builds with work builds. This was something they hadn't done before that time since all they were interested in was making better, stronger warrior builds that they could eventually sell as consumer products to other sentient species that needed that extra edge in their own battles. They also sold some work builds, mostly ones able to deal with the rigors of mining or other jobs that were considered too dangerous by the species that purchased them.
The Quintessons got greedy over time, breeding more and more of the build types and selling them off as they were able to do so. They also got more sloppy with their protection details over the work builds as they were considered less of a threat than the warrior builds. This would prove to be an error in judgement. Logica Reris had been planning in secret, slowly gaining supporters among fellow work build femmes. When she was bred with a warrior build mech, she was sure to whisper to him the plans that were being made and ask him to spread it among his kind. Later she was bred with a work build mech, telling him the same things and asked similar of him. Getting such information to fellow femmes who happened to be warrior builds didn't go through Logica, but via the warrior and work build mechs who passed the information along to the warrior build femmes during breeding.
Such information spreading took some time, but eventually it reached every audio willing to listen, and it was up to the individual whether they would act upon it when the cue was given. Logica Reris, as Matrix bearer, instigated this cue which was a signal that the Matrix gave out. This signal was only picked up by Mechanadronians.
The surprise uprising that occurred moments after that cue signal was broadcast was not something the Quintessons were prepared for as they had become complacent. The number of Sharkticons and Quintessons warriors was less than the Mechanadronian populace. It was a slaughter of epic proportions as both Sharkticons and Quintessons battled for their lives, eventually being driven to Quintessons ships and chased off the planet.
The cheers of the victors, war and work builds of both genders, would be short lived. In a act of revenge the Quintessons rained down upon Mechadron canisters from orbit. These canisters released their payload as they fell to the surface - spewing out invisible fumes into the air. The results of the fumes became apparent as mechs of both builds began to feel ill, progressing swiftly into overheating, violent convulsions, and eventually spark failure.
The Quintessons left Mechanadron figuring that the entire planet was now devoid of life, as that was what their scientists said the result of the genocidal canisters would be. Little did they know that there had been an error in the chemical mix that caused the fumes, which resulted only in the deaths of the mech population. Not one femme that hadn't died during the battle was affected by the fumes. The femmes that were affected though were carrying a mech sparkling and thusly felt the spark of unborn extinguish thanks to the fume exposure. Thus every last mech on their world was dead. Leaving behind grieving mothers behind to bury their sons and breeding partners.
During the battle, Logica Reris was gravely wounded. She was found by a young femme and her friend who were looking for wounded to take to a medic. Logica felt the Matrix react to the young femme and knew it was time to pass it on to her successor. She died not long afterward, the matrix now in possession of Tetra Reris. Her friend, Anima, there to witness the rise of the new Reris.
Once the dead mechs had all been given proper respects, their parts recycled or otherwise melted down as per ceremonial rites, the business of what to do next came in earnest. The leader of the warrior femmes made herself known quickly enough. Her glee at the mechs being dead was as obvious as her hatred for their former masters. Instead of helping the work build femmes to repair the damage done by the fighting, they instead began to hoard energon and materials.
Eventually the leader got brazen enough to challenge Tetra Reris to fight. She wanted the Matrix for herself, and with it the power and respect it afforded. It came to pass that Tetra Reris and this leader of the warrior builds, now calling themselves Trechercons, fought each other before the gaze of close associates, supporters, and friends. Tetra Reris managed to win the battle. The warrior build leader limped back to her supporters.
Later that cycle there was rumor that the femme leader was challenged and killed by a younger warrior femme. This rumor was proven to be true the moment Electra made herself known to Tetra Reris. Unlike her predecessor, she merely commed her to inform her she was the Trechercon leader, and her goals were similar to that of the previous leader.
Thus, the war between the Trechercons and the Servabots was officially started.
@herbietheautobot "Alright. Hello and Welcome to Cybertron! I am Communications and Information Security Officer Herbie, I've been assigned to be your escort and guide during your time here!~"
A total of twenty seven femmes have exited their crowded shuttle. They all look a little tired from their long trip. The mech that approaches them is noticed as he greets them pleasantly.
Tetra Reris is the tallest of the group, and as their commander she turns gaze toward the smaller mech. "Thank you for the welcome, Herbie." she replies politely, "I am Tetra Reris, commander of the Servabots. We've had a long trip on a crowded shuttle, it would be preferable the escort is kept short for the cycle. My troops and I are rather beat from lack of recharge."
Her remarks get a heated grin out of him. And he's leaning forward in his chair a littled with a chuckle
"I don't regret it either. And we will definitely kiss more. I'm already hooked on you, starshine.~"
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His warm smile crooks slightly into the sinful at her words, and he lets out a soft vent in amusement.
"I've been holding back from being "bold", as you put it, for a bit now. But if you did lean forward, I don't know if I could resist a little boldness....~"
He returns softly, his optic ridges waggling just slightly to keep the tone light while emphasizing his interest.
She leans forward in her chair as well, "Oh good because I have every intent of keeping you around my sweet mech." Speedshift replies. "Maybe after our drinks we could do something else? Any thoughts what you would like to do? Maybe dance?"
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Electra's optics study his expression and her smile only grows at his ridges shifting as they are at the moment. "Fortune favors the bold Reach." she notes softly, leaning closer into him so their faces are much closer to one another. "It also favors the brave." she mentions as she places a quick kiss to his cheek.
"Oh, we can definitely go dancing. There's all sorts of places for that sort of thing, here! ~"
Herbie agrees readily, and reaches out to take one of Speedshift's hands in his own. Digit caressing the back of her hand as he did. Actions full of intent.
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And cue his cheek plates flushing just slightly when Electra actually pecks him on the cheek-! And his engine gives a steady purr.
"Well, let's be brave then.~"
ReachAround murmurs, before turning his helm and capturing the femme's lips in a chaste but no less heated kiss. Hands smoothing up her sides as he did so.
She finishes off her drink and smiles as he takes her hand. A soft purring rumble of her engine is made, "Dancing sounds like a plan to me cutie." Speedshift replies.
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Electra took a gamble if she encouraged Reach he'd react accordingly. His flushing cheek plates and purring engine only add to the moment as he comes in for that kiss She allows him guide it in order to gauge where he's at with her. It may be chaste, but there was an undeniable heat to it. A soft sighing hum comes out of her throat as her dark lips move against his own. Not as certain as he own due to inexperience. Hands moving from his back where they'd been rest in a hug, to return the touches along his sides.
@herbietheautobot "Alright. Hello and Welcome to Cybertron! I am Communications and Information Security Officer Herbie, I've been assigned to be your escort and guide during your time here!~"
A total of twenty seven femmes have exited their crowded shuttle. They all look a little tired from their long trip. The mech that approaches them is noticed as he greets them pleasantly.
Tetra Reris is the tallest of the group, and as their commander she turns gaze toward the smaller mech. "Thank you for the welcome, Herbie." she replies politely, "I am Tetra Reris, commander of the Servabots. We've had a long trip on a crowded shuttle, it would be preferable the escort is kept short for the cycle. My troops and I are rather beat from lack of recharge."
Her remarks get a heated grin out of him. And he's leaning forward in his chair a littled with a chuckle
"I don't regret it either. And we will definitely kiss more. I'm already hooked on you, starshine.~"
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His warm smile crooks slightly into the sinful at her words, and he lets out a soft vent in amusement.
"I've been holding back from being "bold", as you put it, for a bit now. But if you did lean forward, I don't know if I could resist a little boldness....~"
He returns softly, his optic ridges waggling just slightly to keep the tone light while emphasizing his interest.
She leans forward in her chair as well, "Oh good because I have every intent of keeping you around my sweet mech." Speedshift replies. "Maybe after our drinks we could do something else? Any thoughts what you would like to do? Maybe dance?"
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Electra's optics study his expression and her smile only grows at his ridges shifting as they are at the moment. "Fortune favors the bold Reach." she notes softly, leaning closer into him so their faces are much closer to one another. "It also favors the brave." she mentions as she places a quick kiss to his cheek.
@herbietheautobot "Alright. Hello and Welcome to Cybertron! I am Communications and Information Security Officer Herbie, I've been assigned to be your escort and guide during your time here!~"
A total of twenty seven femmes have exited their crowded shuttle. They all look a little tired from their long trip. The mech that approaches them is noticed as he greets them pleasantly.
Tetra Reris is the tallest of the group, and as their commander she turns gaze toward the smaller mech. "Thank you for the welcome, Herbie." she replies politely, "I am Tetra Reris, commander of the Servabots. We've had a long trip on a crowded shuttle, it would be preferable the escort is kept short for the cycle. My troops and I are rather beat from lack of recharge."
Speedshift sips down some of her energon. She nods to Herbie then swallows what is in her mouth before speaking again.
"Definitely all decorum. Optimus more than Rodimus, though I think that's more of a he's been leader longer sort of thing. Rodimus is certainly less subtle than Optimus though." she points out with an equally sized grin, "As for the peace, I like to think our goddess had a little say in that coming about and I certainly am not one to complain."
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"As right as I can be considering I've witnessed enough of the power of that Matrix to last me for a long time." Electra says as she smiles back to him while he rubs her cheek, "We are indeed lucky. To have this peace. To have a chance to forge a future together as two worlds united and as a couple."
"Oh, you're definitely right about Roddy being less subtle.~" Herbie snickers again. The younger prime was definitely visibly lovestruck whenever around Tetra.
"Heh....maybe that's it. Your goddess perhaps was what tipped things into our favor......but whatever the real reason, you're right. Definitely nothing to complain about.~"
He smiles at her.
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He continues to caress along her face, touch delicate and almost reverent as he listens to her hopeful words. He wants to believe it, believe in them. So much so that it almost hurts in a way.
"I'd like to believe you're right. Never thought I'd meet anyone like you...~"
"I suppose you heard about the betting pool around the rumor mill then? Its become quite popular to place bets on 'will they or won't they'. The pool may be around just accepting a date to first kisses. That sort of thing." Speedshift notes, then with a grin of her own she mentions, "I do wonder who will win the first kiss for our pool."
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"I feel the same way about you. I thought what happened to me had permanently hardened my spark. That I'd live only so long then die alone." Electra admits sincerely. Her head tilts just so into his touch, magenta optics darkening slightly and her expression soft and content. "I'm glad I was wrong."
She giggles softly at his response. Of course he knew about there being a betting pool. All the troops had to entertain themselves somehow after all.
"Of course they bet on us the moment they found out you were going to ask me out Herbie. So since we kissed, someone is winning a bet guaranteed." Speedshift points out.
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"You have been a blessing Reach, never doubt that for a moment." Electra notes softly as she smiles at him, "Neither of us have to fear being alone when we have each other and good friends to back us up."
"And we went and did it so publicly too! Oh! Way to go us for making it easy for them to know!~"
He groans in a tone that was equal parts playfully pained and sheepish. Smiling at her as he did. Truly, bots were the most gossipy sorts!
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"I couldn't put it better myself."
Reach smiles, just continuing to caress fingers across Electra's face as he did. She looked practically radiant in that moment, under the dappled sunlight and so full of hope.
Speedshift laughs again to his point, "We did indeed on the racetrack and I just know someone was probably hanging out watching too. Its bound to get back to the betting pool coordinators." she remarks. "But I don't regret it for a moment. I rather enjoyed kissing you and look forward to more of it."
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Electra's magenta optics darken just a hint more as she leans into his caress. Looking more than just radiant, but utterly at ease, her black lips turned up in a small smile of content happiness.
"I was wondering." she says softly, "If I leaned closer if you'd be bold or not. I am enjoying your touch more than I thought I would."
Optimus nods, deep in contemplation as the femme answers him. If there was even the slightest chance that they could avoid conflict, he would be happy to take it, for all their sakes.
"I would like to, please. Cybertron has already been through so much, as have you and your own team. If there is a possibility that she will listen to us at all and accept peaceful negotiations, I would be happy to take that chance. At the very least, if she perhaps wishes for aid, supplies, or anything like that at all-- we can provide as long as there is no intention to cause harm or conflict."
Another pause comes between them before Optimus speaks again softly, so that she could hear only.
"She must know you are here then, if your fliers' presence is anything to go by, correct? Will that change anything? Will she try to strike at all? As you've said, you know her best and have fought against her the longest. I am hopeful that if the Quintessons try to return and make landfall on Cybertron again, perhaps we can work together against them, instead of in conflict with one another."
Tetra contacts her communications experts to see if Electra's personal comm is active and see if they could get a lock on it.
"You can try at the very least Optimus. She probably expects to be hailed by the natives anyway." she points out, "As for her knowledge about us being here it is guaranteed she does considering they keep a close eye on our base. We tried out best to distract them from out launch. But since they are here, they knew we left and tracked us from there. She is difficult femme to predict a lot of the time. I know she has had i for me since the moment she took over the Trechercons. How you reply to any questions she has will be crucial. Be ready for anything she has to say. As for the Quintessons, they better not show up or they will find out just how we will treat our past masters. "
"Yes, I understand." Optimus replies with a nod, "I would like to try. There has been enough conflict on both our parts." He reaches up to his comm to contact one of his close friends and fellow autobots.
:: Jazz, I'll be heading to the communications room to see if we can make contact with our newcomer. You, Elita, and Bee keep watch. Don't do anything. We don't want the Trechercons to feel threatened in any way that could elicit them to react. ::
After a confirmation from Jazz on the other end, Optimus nods to Tetra, as if for her to beckon she follow.
"Are her comm lines open then? Were you able to confirm it or not?"
Tetra returns his nod. "Worth a shot at any rate. My communications experts are still seeing if she has her personal comm open without trying to tip her off. Such things cannot be rushed. If it is not, we'll hail them directly. Ask questions you would normally of a shielded warship coming into your orbit." she suggests.
The femme turns to follow him to comms. "Let's not keep the femme waiting. I've the feeling if you don't touch base soon, she'll be doing a planetary comm." Tetra points out.
"I understand," Optimus replies with a nod as they make their way to the communication center, "I have no intention of making her wait. Do you know how soon until they know if it is open or not?"
It wasn't every day Cybertron got visitors that weren't part of the original colonies, like Velocitron and Caminus. In fact, they only RECENTLY reactivated the space bridges, which were previously under the control and knowledge of the former Prime.
Once in the comm room, Optimus goes straight to the control panel, his digits ready and waiting for the clear from Tetra's communications experts.
The walk over to communications gives the twin communications experts time enough. Optimus gets his answer the moment they arrive.
"Her personal comm is open. But I'll have them make a ship contact instead." Tetra notes as she signals the twins, "Let's see if they respond to a hail or not."
The room goes silent and there's a soft chuckle from the comm on the other end. "Well now, I was wondering if we caught you all recharging. This is Electra aboard the Ruination, requesting permission to land. We have nearly spent our energy reserves getting here and require a refuel."
The voice sounds masculine even with the feminine name, which counters how Tetra spoke of the other commander in feminine pronouns. There is no visual on the screen at the moment either since Tetra is standing right by the Prime. If she's seen, then her enemy confirms her presence here.
You are the tear that soothes. Your emotion is not just for release, but for connection, a bridge between hurting and healing. You reach for presence over perfection, and when you cry, it’s a gentle unraveling. You are the hug that lasts too long, the walk with no destination, the kind word that saves someone’s day
Optimus nods, deep in contemplation as the femme answers him. If there was even the slightest chance that they could avoid conflict, he would be happy to take it, for all their sakes.
"I would like to, please. Cybertron has already been through so much, as have you and your own team. If there is a possibility that she will listen to us at all and accept peaceful negotiations, I would be happy to take that chance. At the very least, if she perhaps wishes for aid, supplies, or anything like that at all-- we can provide as long as there is no intention to cause harm or conflict."
Another pause comes between them before Optimus speaks again softly, so that she could hear only.
"She must know you are here then, if your fliers' presence is anything to go by, correct? Will that change anything? Will she try to strike at all? As you've said, you know her best and have fought against her the longest. I am hopeful that if the Quintessons try to return and make landfall on Cybertron again, perhaps we can work together against them, instead of in conflict with one another."
Tetra contacts her communications experts to see if Electra's personal comm is active and see if they could get a lock on it.
"You can try at the very least Optimus. She probably expects to be hailed by the natives anyway." she points out, "As for her knowledge about us being here it is guaranteed she does considering they keep a close eye on our base. We tried out best to distract them from out launch. But since they are here, they knew we left and tracked us from there. She is difficult femme to predict a lot of the time. I know she has had i for me since the moment she took over the Trechercons. How you reply to any questions she has will be crucial. Be ready for anything she has to say. As for the Quintessons, they better not show up or they will find out just how we will treat our past masters. "
"Yes, I understand." Optimus replies with a nod, "I would like to try. There has been enough conflict on both our parts." He reaches up to his comm to contact one of his close friends and fellow autobots.
:: Jazz, I'll be heading to the communications room to see if we can make contact with our newcomer. You, Elita, and Bee keep watch. Don't do anything. We don't want the Trechercons to feel threatened in any way that could elicit them to react. ::
After a confirmation from Jazz on the other end, Optimus nods to Tetra, as if for her to beckon she follow.
"Are her comm lines open then? Were you able to confirm it or not?"
Tetra returns his nod. "Worth a shot at any rate. My communications experts are still seeing if she has her personal comm open without trying to tip her off. Such things cannot be rushed. If it is not, we'll hail them directly. Ask questions you would normally of a shielded warship coming into your orbit." she suggests.
The femme turns to follow him to comms. "Let's not keep the femme waiting. I've the feeling if you don't touch base soon, she'll be doing a planetary comm." Tetra points out.
Tetra listens to Optimus relate back to her the same feeling of having found a family that has a bond together. It is good to know that he understands the position she and her troops are in as well.
"I appreciate that Optimus. I am glad we can work closely together toward a common goal." she says.
Her comm goes off and she replies to it. She hangs up a few moments later.
Optimus nods in agreement, smiling down at the femme as the bots around them continue to bustle in the launch bay.
"I'm glad and happy to be of help. Our partnership has done wonders for all involved, and the Autobots are thankful for the assistance..."
His sentence ends just as she receives a comm call, and Optimus stands quietly at her side, audials flicking in curiosity as she turns towards him once it finishes.
"And the remaining teams? How long till they follow suit and make contact?"
"I had hoped our allying with you and your troops would benefit more than beyond this war in which we are embroiled. The Trechercons showing up only cements the fact they aren't done fighting." Tetra relates, "I estimate the fliers returning within a half a breem to pick up those that will do rooftop watch duty. For now, it's up to them and the ground scouts to keep an optic out for the Trechercon fliers or..." She pauses as another comm comes over both their comms.
"Trechercon warship coming out of orbit. Looks like the Ruination. Shields appear to be up."
A frown forms on Tetra's lips, "Electra came with her biggest and most dangerous ship. Probably with her full army complement as well. This is going to get ugly." she notes to Optimus, "I'm sending the aerial troops to try to slow their landing anyway they can. We need to gather ground troops and be ready to move."
Optimus feels himself tense at the news, his brows furrow tightly, and his arms cross over his chassis as he considers.
"Do...do you believe that they will attack then? Is there no way to perhaps negotiate to avoid any conflict?"
The possible threat of the Quintessons often loomed in the back of the young Prime's mind, coupled with his best friend's betrayal and the ongoing rebuild of Iacon.
Tetra Reris takes her time answering the mech as it is an important question worthy of her full assessment.
"I have known and fought against Electra for over five and a half megavorns. She has countered my attempts at diplomacy with raw emotion. She has a stubborn streak backed by determination and army full of bred war builds. She certainly has kept me guessing part of the time. I would say them coming in as they are means they are being cautious. After all they don't know how their warship will be received by your enemies." she points out. "As for negotiation, you certainly can try to communication with the femme."
To be honest she's surprised there hasn't been a hail from the ship before coming in, but perhaps Electra wanted to see how the populace would react to the Ruination slowly descending into their air space.
Optimus nods, deep in contemplation as the femme answers him. If there was even the slightest chance that they could avoid conflict, he would be happy to take it, for all their sakes.
"I would like to, please. Cybertron has already been through so much, as have you and your own team. If there is a possibility that she will listen to us at all and accept peaceful negotiations, I would be happy to take that chance. At the very least, if she perhaps wishes for aid, supplies, or anything like that at all-- we can provide as long as there is no intention to cause harm or conflict."
Another pause comes between them before Optimus speaks again softly, so that she could hear only.
"She must know you are here then, if your fliers' presence is anything to go by, correct? Will that change anything? Will she try to strike at all? As you've said, you know her best and have fought against her the longest. I am hopeful that if the Quintessons try to return and make landfall on Cybertron again, perhaps we can work together against them, instead of in conflict with one another."
Tetra contacts her communications experts to see if Electra's personal comm is active and see if they could get a lock on it.
"You can try at the very least Optimus. She probably expects to be hailed by the natives anyway." she points out, "As for her knowledge about us being here it is guaranteed she does considering they keep a close eye on our base. We tried out best to distract them from out launch. But since they are here, they knew we left and tracked us from there. She is difficult femme to predict a lot of the time. I know she has had i for me since the moment she took over the Trechercons. How you reply to any questions she has will be crucial. Be ready for anything she has to say. As for the Quintessons, they better not show up or they will find out just how we will treat our past masters. "
@herbietheautobot "Alright. Hello and Welcome to Cybertron! I am Communications and Information Security Officer Herbie, I've been assigned to be your escort and guide during your time here!~"
A total of twenty seven femmes have exited their crowded shuttle. They all look a little tired from their long trip. The mech that approaches them is noticed as he greets them pleasantly.
Tetra Reris is the tallest of the group, and as their commander she turns gaze toward the smaller mech. "Thank you for the welcome, Herbie." she replies politely, "I am Tetra Reris, commander of the Servabots. We've had a long trip on a crowded shuttle, it would be preferable the escort is kept short for the cycle. My troops and I are rather beat from lack of recharge."
Speedshift sips down some of her energon. She nods to Herbie then swallows what is in her mouth before speaking again.
"Definitely all decorum. Optimus more than Rodimus, though I think that's more of a he's been leader longer sort of thing. Rodimus is certainly less subtle than Optimus though." she points out with an equally sized grin, "As for the peace, I like to think our goddess had a little say in that coming about and I certainly am not one to complain."
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"As right as I can be considering I've witnessed enough of the power of that Matrix to last me for a long time." Electra says as she smiles back to him while he rubs her cheek, "We are indeed lucky. To have this peace. To have a chance to forge a future together as two worlds united and as a couple."
"Oh, you're definitely right about Roddy being less subtle.~" Herbie snickers again. The younger prime was definitely visibly lovestruck whenever around Tetra.
"Heh....maybe that's it. Your goddess perhaps was what tipped things into our favor......but whatever the real reason, you're right. Definitely nothing to complain about.~"
He smiles at her.
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He continues to caress along her face, touch delicate and almost reverent as he listens to her hopeful words. He wants to believe it, believe in them. So much so that it almost hurts in a way.
"I'd like to believe you're right. Never thought I'd meet anyone like you...~"
"I suppose you heard about the betting pool around the rumor mill then? Its become quite popular to place bets on 'will they or won't they'. The pool may be around just accepting a date to first kisses. That sort of thing." Speedshift notes, then with a grin of her own she mentions, "I do wonder who will win the first kiss for our pool."
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"I feel the same way about you. I thought what happened to me had permanently hardened my spark. That I'd live only so long then die alone." Electra admits sincerely. Her head tilts just so into his touch, magenta optics darkening slightly and her expression soft and content. "I'm glad I was wrong."
She giggles softly at his response. Of course he knew about there being a betting pool. All the troops had to entertain themselves somehow after all.
"Of course they bet on us the moment they found out you were going to ask me out Herbie. So since we kissed, someone is winning a bet guaranteed." Speedshift points out.
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"You have been a blessing Reach, never doubt that for a moment." Electra notes softly as she smiles at him, "Neither of us have to fear being alone when we have each other and good friends to back us up."
Tetra listens to Optimus relate back to her the same feeling of having found a family that has a bond together. It is good to know that he understands the position she and her troops are in as well.
"I appreciate that Optimus. I am glad we can work closely together toward a common goal." she says.
Her comm goes off and she replies to it. She hangs up a few moments later.
Optimus nods in agreement, smiling down at the femme as the bots around them continue to bustle in the launch bay.
"I'm glad and happy to be of help. Our partnership has done wonders for all involved, and the Autobots are thankful for the assistance..."
His sentence ends just as she receives a comm call, and Optimus stands quietly at her side, audials flicking in curiosity as she turns towards him once it finishes.
"And the remaining teams? How long till they follow suit and make contact?"
"I had hoped our allying with you and your troops would benefit more than beyond this war in which we are embroiled. The Trechercons showing up only cements the fact they aren't done fighting." Tetra relates, "I estimate the fliers returning within a half a breem to pick up those that will do rooftop watch duty. For now, it's up to them and the ground scouts to keep an optic out for the Trechercon fliers or..." She pauses as another comm comes over both their comms.
"Trechercon warship coming out of orbit. Looks like the Ruination. Shields appear to be up."
A frown forms on Tetra's lips, "Electra came with her biggest and most dangerous ship. Probably with her full army complement as well. This is going to get ugly." she notes to Optimus, "I'm sending the aerial troops to try to slow their landing anyway they can. We need to gather ground troops and be ready to move."
Optimus feels himself tense at the news, his brows furrow tightly, and his arms cross over his chassis as he considers.
"Do...do you believe that they will attack then? Is there no way to perhaps negotiate to avoid any conflict?"
The possible threat of the Quintessons often loomed in the back of the young Prime's mind, coupled with his best friend's betrayal and the ongoing rebuild of Iacon.
Tetra Reris takes her time answering the mech as it is an important question worthy of her full assessment.
"I have known and fought against Electra for over five and a half megavorns. She has countered my attempts at diplomacy with raw emotion. She has a stubborn streak backed by determination and army full of bred war builds. She certainly has kept me guessing part of the time. I would say them coming in as they are means they are being cautious. After all they don't know how their warship will be received by your enemies." she points out. "As for negotiation, you certainly can try to communication with the femme."
To be honest she's surprised there hasn't been a hail from the ship before coming in, but perhaps Electra wanted to see how the populace would react to the Ruination slowly descending into their air space.
Tetra helps with loading up her trailer as she listens to Heatwave deal with his team of Rescue Bots. She accepts the box from the mech and smiles.
"Sounds good. I will go back to town and get these delivered. I will see you all back at the firehouse." she states.
The avatar puts the last package into her trailer, which she secures, then she has it hop back into the cab and powers off toward town. She memorized all the addresses so all she has to do is look at the map to find the streets, then look for the house numbers. From there its a package at a time delivery.
Heatwave followed the tow truck back toward the center of town and pulled in at the firehouse. Once they were inside the garage, Kade called over to the hospital to make sure that Jerry was recovering and to see if they would have to make arrangements for tomorrow’s package deliveries as well.
Heatwave looked up from the datapad the was recording his report on when Kade set his phone down with a loud clack. “Well?”
The fire fighter leaned against the opposite wall, “They’re keeping him overnight for observation, but expect to be able to release him in the morning.”
“Good, and hopefully Tetra’s learning some useful information while she’s running around town…” The firebot checked his chrono. “She should be back pretty soon.”
Tetra Reris kept to the human laws and speed limits as she used the town map and planned out her delivery route to minimize the time out and about. A few children did the 'horn honk' motion at her so she happily did a short one, earning grins from them.
The storm was abating slowly and she heard from her mentor that she was returning to the ferry parking just in case she could catch a ride over before it stopped operations.
Eventually she arrives at the firehouse, disengaging her hologram while giving a single horn honk to indicate her arrival.
Tetra transforms as the garage door opens and walks inside. "Everything is delivered and I had no problems thankfully. I heard from my mentor while I was out delivering. Seems the storm has abated enough the ferry is heading back to the mainland. Hope you got room for another here." she notes with a small smile.
@herbietheautobot "Alright. Hello and Welcome to Cybertron! I am Communications and Information Security Officer Herbie, I've been assigned to be your escort and guide during your time here!~"
A total of twenty seven femmes have exited their crowded shuttle. They all look a little tired from their long trip. The mech that approaches them is noticed as he greets them pleasantly.
Tetra Reris is the tallest of the group, and as their commander she turns gaze toward the smaller mech. "Thank you for the welcome, Herbie." she replies politely, "I am Tetra Reris, commander of the Servabots. We've had a long trip on a crowded shuttle, it would be preferable the escort is kept short for the cycle. My troops and I are rather beat from lack of recharge."
Speedshift sips down some of her energon. She nods to Herbie then swallows what is in her mouth before speaking again.
"Definitely all decorum. Optimus more than Rodimus, though I think that's more of a he's been leader longer sort of thing. Rodimus is certainly less subtle than Optimus though." she points out with an equally sized grin, "As for the peace, I like to think our goddess had a little say in that coming about and I certainly am not one to complain."
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"As right as I can be considering I've witnessed enough of the power of that Matrix to last me for a long time." Electra says as she smiles back to him while he rubs her cheek, "We are indeed lucky. To have this peace. To have a chance to forge a future together as two worlds united and as a couple."
"Oh, you're definitely right about Roddy being less subtle.~" Herbie snickers again. The younger prime was definitely visibly lovestruck whenever around Tetra.
"Heh....maybe that's it. Your goddess perhaps was what tipped things into our favor......but whatever the real reason, you're right. Definitely nothing to complain about.~"
He smiles at her.
===================
He continues to caress along her face, touch delicate and almost reverent as he listens to her hopeful words. He wants to believe it, believe in them. So much so that it almost hurts in a way.
"I'd like to believe you're right. Never thought I'd meet anyone like you...~"
"I suppose you heard about the betting pool around the rumor mill then? Its become quite popular to place bets on 'will they or won't they'. The pool may be around just accepting a date to first kisses. That sort of thing." Speedshift notes, then with a grin of her own she mentions, "I do wonder who will win the first kiss for our pool."
====
"I feel the same way about you. I thought what happened to me had permanently hardened my spark. That I'd live only so long then die alone." Electra admits sincerely. Her head tilts just so into his touch, magenta optics darkening slightly and her expression soft and content. "I'm glad I was wrong."
"You can do both so I get a full grasp of your capabilities Twitch." Shell Shock replies as she releases the young femme from her hold. A pause to the question then she replies, "Wherever you feel comfortable and I can see what you are doing is fine. Show me these woods and I'll determine how well I can see you move within them and we can go from there."
" Okay! Follow me I'll show you where the course is!" she excitedly transformed before zooming off towards the direction of the woods only stopping just before entering it to make sure that Shell Shock was still following her and didn't lose track of her...she was a lot smaller after all.
Once she was certain that she was following, Twitch quickly flew into the woods and lead Shell Shock further and further in until she stopped in a very obvious kid made course....essentially they made a course with whatever they could get their hands on and of course Twitch and Thrash helped set everything up.
" Tadaa!" she proudly gestured towards the course, it was fairly open aside from the few tree's that were in the middle but otherwise it was doable and Shell Shock would have no issues seeing her.
Shell Shock nods and follows her in root mode, flying behind her until they reach the destination that is intended. If she lost sight of her, she would listen for her engine sound to track her down. She certainly had practice with it in the past tracking exuberant younglings about. A soft hum as she looks the course over in the forest.
"This will work. Go on then Twitch, show me what you got." she says with a smile.
@herbietheautobot "Alright. Hello and Welcome to Cybertron! I am Communications and Information Security Officer Herbie, I've been assigned to be your escort and guide during your time here!~"
A total of twenty seven femmes have exited their crowded shuttle. They all look a little tired from their long trip. The mech that approaches them is noticed as he greets them pleasantly.
Tetra Reris is the tallest of the group, and as their commander she turns gaze toward the smaller mech. "Thank you for the welcome, Herbie." she replies politely, "I am Tetra Reris, commander of the Servabots. We've had a long trip on a crowded shuttle, it would be preferable the escort is kept short for the cycle. My troops and I are rather beat from lack of recharge."
Speedshift sips down some of her energon. She nods to Herbie then swallows what is in her mouth before speaking again.
"Definitely all decorum. Optimus more than Rodimus, though I think that's more of a he's been leader longer sort of thing. Rodimus is certainly less subtle than Optimus though." she points out with an equally sized grin, "As for the peace, I like to think our goddess had a little say in that coming about and I certainly am not one to complain."
====
"As right as I can be considering I've witnessed enough of the power of that Matrix to last me for a long time." Electra says as she smiles back to him while he rubs her cheek, "We are indeed lucky. To have this peace. To have a chance to forge a future together as two worlds united and as a couple."
Shell Shock waits knowing the youngling will show herself eventually. Her patience is rewarded when Twitch arrives and hugs her. She returns it with a soft laugh. It was nice to have been missed and to be honest with herself was good to have a younglings' hug after so long.
"I'm really here to give you lessons. Figured it help you in the long run." the elder femme noted with a big smile. "First though I'd like a demonstration of what you do know so far so I'd like you to show off for me."
Her own wings flick minutely behind her, "Once you are done, we can build from what you've shown me."
" Sweet!! Should I transform or should I fly like this?" she asks gesturing to herself, she was honestly fine with flying either way but she did fly best as a drone but she'd manage either way.
" Where should I fly? Should I fly through an obstacle course? Ohhh I know a great place in the woods behind the house! Robby and Mo made it for me to practice my flying!" she suggested enthusiastically.
"You can do both so I get a full grasp of your capabilities Twitch." Shell Shock replies as she releases the young femme from her hold. A pause to the question then she replies, "Wherever you feel comfortable and I can see what you are doing is fine. Show me these woods and I'll determine how well I can see you move within them and we can go from there."
Shell Shock intended to do this a lot sooner than today. She arrives at the human home and calls out loudly, "Twitch?! Where you at?! Time for a flying lesson!"
Twitch was laying down with Fluffy Ears in the field, her optics offline as she took in the sounds of nature and focused on the feeling of Fluffy Ears beside her...it was a good day to simply lay down and do nothing.
That is until a familiar voice echoed, the drones optics quickly flickered to life as she carefully sat up. Mindful of Fluffy Ears still at her side " Shell Shock?" she tilted her helm in confusion before it sunk in, Shell Shock was visiting! And she was offering flying lessons!!
That sounded so much more fun than training with Bumblebee....no offense Bumblebee she loves you but....someone was offering to teach her how to really fly!
Not that...she didn't know how to but she could be better-- never mind that!
Mindful of the calf beside her, Twitch pushes herself up and hovers towards the femme that stood in front of the Malto's family home " Shell Shock!" she exclaimed as she excitedly wrapped her arms around the larger femme, she was very much a physical touch type so Shell Shock should expect more hugs in the future.
" I was in the field laying down with Fluffy Ears, are you really here to give me flying lessons?!" she excitedly circled the other unable to calm herself down enough to land on the ground and stand properly.
Shell Shock waits knowing the youngling will show herself eventually. Her patience is rewarded when Twitch arrives and hugs her. She returns it with a soft laugh. It was nice to have been missed and to be honest with herself was good to have a younglings' hug after so long.
"I'm really here to give you lessons. Figured it help you in the long run." the elder femme noted with a big smile. "First though I'd like a demonstration of what you do know so far so I'd like you to show off for me."
Her own wings flick minutely behind her, "Once you are done, we can build from what you've shown me."
