Log Title: Cast Out
Characters: Soundblaster, Soundwave, Veritas Prime
Location: Badlands - Southeastern Cybertron
Date: September 05, 2022
Players: Bzero (Soundblaster), Calyhex (Soundwave), Scaythe (Veritas Prime)
TP: Liege Maximo TP
Summary: Soundwave has a falling out with Megatron.
As logged by Soundblaster - Monday, September 05, 2022, 6:38 PM
Internet Relay Chat[]
<irc.dal.net> <Dr. Doctor> It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood...
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> This is kinda scary.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> I’m starting to understand him. and respect him.
<irc.dal.net> <Watcher> <disconnects>
<<Broadband>> Soundwave says, "<Disconnects>"
<irc.dal.net> <Maat> Understand and respect.. whom Prometheus?
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> Pilus. I think I get it. I don’t now.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> uh.. should I be ready for the dumpsterfire signals?
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> I didn’t do nothin
<irc.dal.net> <Maat> I.. I don't know.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Right uh... I’ll get stuff ready encase
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> somethin' up I don’t know about?
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> well Watcher Disconnected on multiple channels..
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> which is never a good sign
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> ...that and there was a weird clicking on the bot channel..
<irc.dal.net> <Legionaire> Oh how the rumor mill rolls on, how much intel leaks...
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Eat a diick
<irc.dal.net> <Legionaire> Such crude language for a -medic-...
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Please, you should /expect/ crude language from a medic
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> maybe he’s workin or somethin. I don’t know.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> not my business is it?
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Need to get our stress out somehow
<irc.dal.net> <Legionaire> Not all medics are as uncouth and underhanded as you are, Voidwalker. Most are honest in their likes and intents verses playing friend while plotting against many.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> https://www.youtube.com/shorts/nS2PCPKomCc
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> I know what I’m doing, and don't pretend to be anything else, real question is, do you?
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> That’s kinda poetic you know.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> what, the video?
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> figured it get a chuckle from you
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> It’s my sense of humor.
<irc.dal.net> <Dr. Doctor> Don't tell me those stupid bugs are making noise again.
<irc.dal.net> <Legionaire> Ahh and now....
<irc.dal.net> <<Whirlwind>> which bugs
<irc.dal.net> <Legionaire> It seems I have a new opening for a spymaster.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> Don’t look at me mech I'd be terrible at it
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> naa not the cicadas
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> ..Also, what, ya mad you can't make actual friends?
<irc.dal.net> <Dr. Doctor> Not interested.
<irc.dal.net> <IHateLamp> Interesting...
<irc.dal.net> <Legionaire> who has need of friends when ne has an empire.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> ...pfftt
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Oh nooooo
<irc.dal.net> <<Whirlwind>> Who wants an empire when you have no one to share it with
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Ahahahah
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> I'll be your friend, snookums.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> let's go smash star saber together.
<irc.dal.net> <<Underwood>> hmph, I've already also explained to him that will be his downfall, he fails to understand, so don't bother
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> no wonder ya losing!.... and are someone else’s puppet
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> why we tauntin fusion cannon?
<irc.dal.net> <Legionaire> Let them have their momentary amusement. I've given fair chance. But now the velvet gloves are gone.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> Emperor of Destruction bearing his claws eh?
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> If I wasn’t a conjunxed mech that'd be kinda hot. And If I hadn't been drinking tonight I wouldn’t have said that.
<irc.dal.net> <Rawhead> A drunk speaks a sober mind.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> see rawhead agrees
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> wait did I just hit on..
<irc.dal.net> <Legionaire> perhaps
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Yes
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> Oh Primus help me.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> That’s an appropriate response
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Also, I taunt, cause it reminds him /I don't fear him/ he is mortal, and just some other asshole
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> That’s a dumb reason not to fear someone
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> I mean I’m mortal and I can kick just about everyone’s aft on the planet
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Is it?
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> and you should really fear me.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> He acts like he's some kinda all ruling powerful god-leader or some shit, but no, no.. he's just another Karen drunk on power
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> mind this is just a crude summary, but really, think about it.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> heynow. Starscream's the Karen
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> I mean, no one will deny that, but really, those who want to show power through fear are making up their weak in other departments and can't actually rule without being massive control freaks
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> See I put up for my new leader and call it where I see it. Legion's more like the Chad if we're goin internet rules.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> people like us we don’t cry for the manager. we eat the manager and burn the store down
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Pfff
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Still, there’s a difference form your leading, and his leading
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> Yeah?
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> you have what’s called /respect/
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> while edge lord over here everyone hates
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> you're talking to the dude who just hit on Megatron while drunk off is aft.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> ...So?
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> You know me
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> respect and dignity are foreign concepts man
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> ...well I know for a fact dignity is one
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> holds up middle claw. And farts.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> heh
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> that’s my rebuttal
<irc.dal.net> <Rawhead> *dryly* Way to make sure you can't go back and get something from the store later.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> still though, you have the respect of your people, even without fear
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> who needs that store you burnt down when 5 others are giving you anything you want for free?
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> Him? He doesn't have that, and /that/ is why he's losing, and if he won? it come crumbling down so fast you would wonder how he even got it in the first place
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> If I won it'd be like a golden freaking age.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> me an' Sideswipe were talkin about that you know.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> He claims it was real if you believe that.
<irc.dal.net> <<Underwood>> ah those kinda topics come up
<irc.dal.net> <MadBare> off
<irc.dal.net> <<Underwood>> but yeah, there’s my trash goblin take
<irc.dal.net> <PileDriver> Hey, Megan. How goes losing? No real change there?
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> and I’m like yeah and none of us had to wear armor and kremzeeks came out of our afts and left a pot of engex and that’s where lepri-cons came from.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> ahah
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> see I don’t believe it
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6vK9kMwEkc
Badlands - Southeastern Cybertron[]
- The Badlands is an area on Cybertron belonging to Decepticons, rebels, or Decepticon rebels. The terrain is dry and contains a number of canyons, ravines, and gullies. It is very difficult to navigate by foot and has few roads that are more than barely marked passageways. Cybertron's Badlands have a spectacular color range that alternates from dark blue and coal black to bright clay red.
The Badlands contains the remains of Blaster City.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> I got lots of friends you know.
<irc.dal.net> <Dr. Doctor> Too many friends just means too many potential enemies at some point.
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> Visiting my two best friends right now
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> highgrade and nightmare fuel
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> I got lots of enemies too
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> ehh its gonna happen, can't make eeveryone happy
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> trust me, I’ve tried
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rrtN81oveos
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uw4qGfUJWSM&list=RDGMEMJQXQAmqrnmK1SEjY_rKBGA&index=25
<irc.dal.net> <Prometheus> Oh, slagnuggets. So it begins.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> -starts singing-
Soundwave
A pair of Sweeps fly over the badlands, with something or someone modelocked, held in energon chains and looking half dead. When they come in closer, it's no denying that its Soundwave, the fallen once head of Decepticon intel. There’s a large hole smoking in his chest, and he has darkened several shades. Perhaps Megatron is dropping off his trash out in the worst part of the badlands. Surely, the locals will strip him of parts and resources. The ex-communicator is unable to move, fading in and out of consciousness. How can his day get worse?
A black and grey Patrol Hovercraft approaches the drop-off area quickly, almost as if he has a Sweep on his payroll that told him exactly where the former Decepticon spymaster would be left. The hovercraft pulls up next to Soundwave's fractured form and transforms, leaning over him in the darkness. He reaches down and cradles Soundwave's head in his left hand, while his left reaches down and pulls off Soundwave's protective facemask.
Soundwave has no idea he’s gone from the smelting pool into the volcano. He doesn't move at all as his clone picks him up, leaning over him in the darkness. His facemask is removed, his helm still in place, his vocoder that gives him that deep synth that everyone knows him for is hanging just against the other side of the mask. He coughs some purple energon, his crimson visor trying to focus on whoever it is before him. "Won't.. find.. me easy.. to scavenge. Not...dead." he doesn't recognise his rescuer...yet.
Veritas Prime is following a thready signal as best she can, tacking back and forth across the skies to try and track Soundwave down before.. something even worse happens. The 'con turned Prime is seeking.. well. seeking to fulfil words given, to protect what she sees as hers. And one who's done his best to protect her former identity.
"Don't worry," Soundblaster's familiar staticky voice says, low and close to Soundwave's face. Letting Soundwave's mask hang, Soundblaster retrieves something from a belt compartment and brings it to Soundwave's face. "Here. Drink. It's powerful energon. It'll keep you alive until I can do some field repairs." He holds the container close so Soundwave can drink, but doesn't force it on him if he rejects it.
GAME: Soundwave PASSES an INTELLIGENCE roll of Extreme difficulty.
<irc.dal.net> <Voidwalker> -huffs= I need to punch something
Soundwave hears the voice and smells the energon. Desperately he tries to sip at it. He coughs, recognising the voice. "Soundbl.. why." he murmurs, completely at the other mech's mercy. He does seem to be without his cassettes, and unarmed. This is an odd situation indeed.
- GAME: Veritas Prime PASSES an INTELLIGENCE roll of Very High difficulty.
Veritas Prime continues her patrol pattering across the sky. She knows she's -close-. Jut not.. exactly... where.. Still she hunts.
"There is no need to be enemies, you and I," Soundblaster says quietly. "You've been rejected by the Decepticons, whom you have served faithfully all your life. Something is wrong. We have been an opposition, to say the least. But to see you cast away like trash... it is just too much." He gently sets Soundwave back down. "Now lay still. I need to stop this bleeding, or your spark will cease."
Soundwave gives a distant mutter. How does he know? Well. It's sort of obvious what happened. He stays still. "What do you ... want in return, Soun...blas." he coughs. "You don’t. For free."
- GAME: Veritas Prime PASSES an INTELLIGENCE roll of Average difficulty.
>> Soundblaster finishes the repairs on Soundwave. <<
Veritas Prime veers sharply, dropping out of the skies with the whisper of wings fanning out to buffet the descent. She lands, a gleaming white figure moving closer now on foot, wings panning around, out and extended, finials fanned as she hunts, searching, closer and closer, audible and visibly coming closer and closer. She's honed in. now.
Soundblaster chuckles, the sound full of static. "I am a mercenary, it's true. Maybe, for now, you can just owe me. Once you get back on your feet, a debt from Soundwave might be quite the cachet. He glances up as he sees Veritas approach.
(Radio) Soundblaster transmits, "Hold your fire. Soundwave is hurt, and I'm stabilizing him." to Veritas Prime.
Veritas Prime sends a radio transmission.
(Radio) Veritas Prime sends Soundblaster a radio transmission, 'I -know- he is hurt.'
Soundblaster stabilizes Soundwave and stands, stepping back.
(Radio) Soundblaster transmits, "I've stabilized him. He should be safe to move. I leave him in your care... as a peace offering." to Veritas Prime.
Soundwave mutters "Affirmative." He says. "Your.. assistance will be remembered." with that he starts to move in and out of consciousness again, hearing a familiar radio "Veritas..."
Veritas Prime's finials twitch again as she approaches, bristling, watching warily as Soundblaster moves around then away from Soundwave. "Thank you.." she intones, voice soft, but laced with an edge, "I.. thank you for tending to my intended, Soundblaster. He is my world.. as you know.. or can guess." Wings sweep back as she kneels, visor dark, studying Soundwave, "Yes, I'm here, cyar'ika. I will take you someplace safe to rest.. and recover." She gently picks him up, taking care, tentacables extending out further support the damaged mech. "I remember what you did to -her-. But I thank you for this small offering, Soundblaster of no city."
Soundblaster bows slightly, and departs, leaving the two to their recovery.
Veritas Prime sends a radio transmission.
(Radio) Veritas Prime sends Soundblaster a radio transmission, 'Thank you. I would destroy much for his sake.'
Soundwave lift his head. "Will owe him" He murmurs, letting Veritas pick him up. "Thank you." He says, his mask still away from his face. He gives a weakened smile and tries to lift his head. "We need to get you someplace safe."
Veritas Prime tucks tentacables around, finials twitching as she takes in the damage closely. Her voice deepens, gains a rasp of anger, "how -dare- he..." she murmurs before nodding, "I will get you someplace safe. And -we- will owe him."
Soundwave murmurs "He knows..." he says, lifting a hand towards Veritas. "Megatron knows who you are. Soundblaster knows what happened."
Veritas Prime's finials flatten, "It was a matter of time, beloved. But for you.. You shielded, lost.. too much for my sake. I will not leave you. Mhi solus tome."
Soundwave murmurs "Mhi solus tome. I may have tracking... make sure... they're not tracing me. To find you. They want you brought in. Their ghost. Their... matrix.."
Veritas Prime glances off, "She was once their Ghost until he broke oath with her and cast her aside. Then she was herself for but a brief time, unfettered, changing to what she should haver been. And now, here I am. I am not theirs, nor is the Matrix anyone’s. it.. belongs to itself." Settling Soundwaves weight in her arms and cables, she turns, contemplating where to hide them both for now. "If they have tried to put a tracer in you.. well.. we can get that taken care of. For now.. rest. I will get us someplace safe."