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the-jazzman is now being hunted
Predaking stares at the Autobot over the screen Megatron had provided him with, him having interrupted his search for more Predacons. The dragon growls slowly, his optics flashing brightly, wanting to know what this mech wants.
"Well ain't that ominous..." Jazz mutters to himself before addressing the new being, who he decides has to be from another dimension.
"So... Just who, or what, do you happen to be?" he asks, flashing a too cheery smile.
the-jazzman started following you
Sunstreaker looked at the all too familiar face on his H.U.D and he couldn’t help but smirk.
“Jazz,” he greeted.
He might not be friendly with anybot, not even Jazz really, but it was good to see another Elite Guard member, even if he worked with Sentinel Prime. With Blitzwing back and another Decepticon … somewhere, they couldn’t take their chances.
"'Sup man?" he responds before it hits him who it is. It'd been a while since he heard from another Autobot of his dimension and for as little as he knew the other 'Bot, he was also relieved that others were still functional. "How's your situation hanging?"
ZE ONLY ONE VIZ A SPLIT PROCESSOR IS YOU AFTER I TEARED YOUR HELM APART!!!!
“‘ey, chill man. Gettin’ angry ain’t gonna solve anything. ‘specially when ya ain’t anywhere around and can’t take it out on the source.”
Tsk, you’re probably right zis time. You are not anyvere around. Too bad, isn’t it? *Blitzwing smirked*
"I can't help it that ev'ryone wants a piece a' my time."
“Thundercracker, huh? That makes ya one a’ Starscream’s clone, don’t it?” Taking some time to study the screen, Jazz does notice a few differences, particularly the obvious. “Though ya definitely changed colors since last I knew a’ you.”
-Thundercracker blinks and tilts his head.- Clone? Oh, no. I believe you might be thinking of another mech. I’ve never been a clone! I’ve had these colors since…well..since I joined the Decepticons!
“Huh… That must make ya from ‘nother dimension, right? Somethin’ ‘bout dimensional tears and all that jive?”
Yes! That would be correct. -Thundercracker replies cheerily. He then claps his servos together.- In fact, if I could obtain your coordinates, I could visit you with our stellar spanner in no time flat.
Oh, that reminds me. You see, many consider us to be like Autobots, while the Autobots are compared to Decepticons. I know it sounds odd, but that’s it.
"'Cons actin' like 'Bots and 'Bots actin' like 'Cons," he mused. "Trippy. That must be some backwards world ya got goin' on there." Only then does he consider the first half of what Thundercracker had said. "So what's a 'stellar spanner'?"
Sup, I’m Skywarp.
You’re uh…a lot more curvy than the Jazz from my dimension.
"That's definitely a good thing, mech. But what's a 'Con like you doin' scopin' out my alternate's frame? I bet the view is smooth but ain't ya Seekers s'pposed ta only like others a yer own?"
the-jazzman has been detected with the stellar spanner.
Oh, hello! It’s always fun to talk with a new face. My name is Thundercracker!
“Thundercracker, huh? That makes ya one a’ Starscream’s clone, don’t it?” Taking some time to study the screen, Jazz does notice a few differences, particularly the obvious. “Though ya definitely changed colors since last I knew a’ you.”
-Thundercracker blinks and tilts his head.- Clone? Oh, no. I believe you might be thinking of another mech. I’ve never been a clone! I’ve had these colors since…well..since I joined the Decepticons!
"Huh... That must make ya from 'nother dimension, right? Somethin' 'bout dimensional tears and all that jive?"
Ze name is Blitzving, Autobot!! Remember zat before I …
… express my feelings tovards you~♥ eeheheeheeheehe
*Random giggled childish and waved at his HUD*
“Still got some issues in that ole split processer a’ yours, don’cha?” Jazz couldn’t help a slight chuckle.
ZE ONLY ONE VIZ A SPLIT PROCESSOR IS YOU AFTER I TEARED YOUR HELM APART!!!!
"'ey, chill man. Gettin' angry ain't gonna solve anything. 'specially when ya ain't anywhere around and can't take it out on the source."
the-jazzman has been detected with the stellar spanner.
Oh, hello! It’s always fun to talk with a new face. My name is Thundercracker!
"Thundercracker, huh? That makes ya one a' Starscream's clone, don't it?" Taking some time to study the screen, Jazz does notice a few differences, particularly the obvious. "Though ya definitely changed colors since last I knew a' you."
the-jazzman started following you
Bah!
“Aww, Blitsy. Ya know ya missed me.”
Ze name is Blitzving, Autobot!! Remember zat before I …
… express my feelings tovards you~♥ eeheheeheeheehe
*Random giggled childish and waved at his HUD*
"Still got some issues in that ole split processer a' yours, don'cha?" Jazz couldn't help a slight chuckle.
the-jazzman started following you
Bah!
"Aww, Blitsy. Ya know ya missed me."
Think of an experience from your childhood. Something you remember clearly, something you can see, feel, maybe even smell, as if you were really there. After all you really were there at the time, weren’t you? How else could you remember it? But here is the bombshell: you weren’t there. Not a single atom that is in your body today was there when that event took place …. Matter flows from place to place and momentarily comes together to be you. Whatever you are, therefore, you are not the stuff of which you are made. If that does not make the hair stand up on the back of your neck, read it again until it does, because it is important.
Richard Dawkins, The God Delusion (via quantumaniac)
"Sounds like something Master Yoketron woulda said. I guess there really are some enlightened humans afterall."
Coffee Animated Prowl doing his ninja thing. Painted with Starbucks coffee, with some pencils left in.
THIS WAS MADE WITH COFFEE?!?!
Drawing with food that’s a new one.
"And just when I think I've seen all the creativity this planet has t' offer, the locals always carve a new groove."
ooc
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“I wouldn’t know. I been too busy roundin’ up yer Decepticreep pals an’ shippin’ em off ta the pen.”
YOU VISH!!!!
"I don't have ta wish, I know."
I didn’t really expect it either.
*He’s feeling rather dryly amused by the subject - “Sorry, Prowl! Didn’t expect you to come back to life!” - but then, his life has never really been normal. Especially not after meeting a certain group of spacebridge technicians.. He sighs.*
I heard, Jazz. A mecha called Drifter told me. It certainly sounds.. interesting, although apart from the fact they brought me back, the tears have not been kind to me. I do not believe I am in our original universe - or if I am, I don’t recognise this planet in the slightest. I hope that a tear appears - I believe they generally lead to mecha-populated areas.
“I dunno if yer logic’ll hold true seein’ as how a tear dropped ya off in the middle a’ nowhere but I hope yer right.” He hesitates a moment, then continues on without missing a beat. “If ya wanna send me yer coordinates I can try an’ search fer ya at Autobot Headquarters and send someone ta pick ya up if ya are still in this universe?”
I know that, but from what I’ve seen on my HUD, tears seem to be more prevalent around mecha for some reason. There appears to have been a lot of chance meetings due to these phenomena.
*Prowl obligingly sends his coordinates anyway, but he’s certain he’s not in his original universe. Something feels wrong about this place.*
Have you contacted anyone since you appeared? I tried to make contact with my team members, with Optimus, but it seems that my comms didn’t make it through.
Jazz accepts the coordinates and saves them immediately until he can get anywhere to use them. "I've talked a bit with that Drift too and Blitzwing sought me out but that's that since I showed up. Ya thinkin' somethin' happened ta the rest a' yer team?"
Sup?
"Depends whose askin' man. Looks like ya come from another universe so introductions must be in order. The name's Jazz, and you are?"
Ohh~ Scaring humans is for protoforms not somezing for varriors like me! Ahah~♪♫ I’m on holiday at ze moment~♪♫ Do you vant a postcard~? I still haf ze address of ze elite guard base on Cybertron somevere… and vere vas your office again…~ let’s see *Random rummages around in his subspace and takes out a floor plan of the Cybertronian Elite Guard base. It looks terribly genuine* Mhhh~ zere’s your office! * Blitzwing pointed somewhere on the map and looked up, grinning from audio to audio* Allright! Going to send you one~♥
“Aw dawg, hold up a klik. Yer map’s out-dated or didn’ ya hear? I got a promotion and moved ta a new office.” He may or may not just be messing with Blitzwing now.
You~? Promoted? Now zat vas about time~ hope ze broom-closet isn’t too uncomfortable~ ahahah♫♪
"I wouldn't know. I been too busy roundin' up yer Decepticreep pals an' shippin' em off ta the pen."
