y'all remember thunderstormer?
[the guy who's current pov is as follows: can't see much, grabbing onto a bit of seaweed, a couple of fish off in the distance? that guy? yeah, here's a catchup story.]
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[thunderstormer can't feel his feet. he's getting delusional, from seawater getting into his systems and energon getting out. he can't access his radio, the seawater'll corrupt his audio and he needs to feel his way forward and hold as much energon in as possible if he wants to survive. he hopes to primus that he'll get through this fine, but he's not optimistic about his chances.]
[he tried swimming before. he doesn't have the buoyancy to get to the surface from the floor of the ocean. his body is covered from head to toe in krill and algae. he doesn't remember how he sunk down here or why he's in the ocean, and he doesn't have the time to worry about it. he just has to get back to antarctica.]
[his radar systems detect a signal something beyond the surface of the ocean. the systems say that it belongs to a bomber plane. he begins to panic, trying to find an incline. luckily, he finds such an incline and climbs it ferociously.]
[the incline is just large enough (a good 30 feet) to allow thunderstormer to begin swimming up, just barely gaining enough buoyancy. eventually, he reaches the surface, rubbing his eyes of krill and water.]
[he coughs up water and tries to find the bomber plane. eventually, he does. his panic was justified: it's marrowbomber! he activates his lights for S.O.S. purposes.]
ThSt: MARROWBOMBER! HEY!! [he activates his horn, as well.]
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[up in the sky, doing a routine patrol, when all of a sudden... what's that noise? he directs his attention in the general direction of the S.O.S. lights he's seeing out of the corner of his eye... if he can even see in vehicle mode.]
[oh, thunderstormer... and he's injured! marrowbomber changes directions and begins his descent.]
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[thunderstormer relaxes a bit once marrowbomber turns. he looks around for an island to lay on, unable to find one. he decides to continue trying to hold his energon in with one of his arms.]
[once marrowbomber lowers to a comfortable altitude just above the surface, he drops a hook down on a cable, allowing it to hop on the surface of the water, and gaining a bit of altitude.]
[thunderstormer hopes to primus again that marrowbomber has strong enough engines to carry him to antarctica, and he latches onto the hook with his free hand. luckily, marrowbomber's engines are strong enough, gaining more altitude as he flies and carrying thunderstormer to the base.]
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[vibemaster is building a snowman outside of the base with patchwork.]
VM: so, what was in that chunk of ice that you and groundrumbler cut out of the ground?
PW: (FOC!)megatron believes that it's a weapon of mass destruction, but as it turns out, it's actually just an autobot that landed here a long time ago. he's really kind.
VM: i bet he is. another thought, uhm... what's that in the sky?
PW: oh, those lights? those are just marrowbomber's signal lights.
VM: and what's with the big, white one just below?
PW: huh... i'm not sure. you know, it kinda looks like it's attached to a cybertronian. [he opens the bunker door.] hey, bonecrusher?
BC: [enjoying a cube of energon:] what's up, dude?
PW: do you know of anyone in the gang that has floodlights in robot mode?
BC: huh... thunderstormer has one, i think, but i haven't seen the guy in a long time. why?
PW: there's a floodlight attached to a big ol' cybertronian that marrowbomber's hauling over here.
BC: sounds like someone needs some medical assistance to me. i'll clear your operating table. [he gets up, heading into patchwork's office.]
PW: oh, shit. [he runs after bonecrusher.]
VM: ...alright, guess i'll just continue building this snowman.
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[thunderstormer is in the process of being dragged along the ground, his feet making a long trail in the snow. suddenly, he's crashed into an operating table. he rubs his head with his bloody arm, barely seeing marrowbomber landing on the roof.]
[soon enough, thunderstormer's off to dream land.]
[patchwork's begun hosing down thunderstormer with some bleach'n'soapy water, getting rid of all of the krill and algae.]
[vibemaster walks in.]
VM: ...huh. what happened to him?
BC: if i had to guess, this was probably the work of an autobot. patchwork, do you need any help with this?
PW: no, no! i'm qualified for events like this. [he puts away the hose.] though, i do believe that he's going to need some therapy after whatever happened. [he begins disinfecting and wrapping thunderstormer's wound with bandages.] you can go whenever you want.
VM: alright. you wanna see my snowman?
BC: sure.
[vibemaster and bonecrusher leave patchwork to his duties.]
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