Cyberformed Inbox

[legalcy]

"You have reached the personal frequency of Ultra Magnus. I am unable to answer your call either due to a scheduled priority or an emergency. If the issue requires my immediate attention, begin your message by stating "Emergency" and the level of threat or writing that information in the subject header. Please leave your name, time and date of contact, message, and location. I will respond at the nearest opportunity."

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[legalcy]

[ Times like this, Minimus wish he swore more often. ]

I am heading there now. What level of threat does she pose?

[legalcy]

[Minimus's face hardens at the sight of fiction and nonfiction mixed together, tainting each other's themes with their presence. Such disarray requires all of his focus.]

I will notify you when this is done. Feel free to use music to pass the time. [Considering that he doesn't want to work in silence, but talking is a bad idea.] ...As long as it's not distracting.

[emojibot]

You are not a Megatron, nor is most of the crew. I believe she will stay her hand unless she encounters one of the others.
She is not receptive to discussion and has some grenades that function as environmental hazards: smoke bombs, ect.

She has detonated the small Megatron. I am taking him to medibay.

[areaman]

I don't listen to music. [at least, not while he works. at least, not anymore.] You may put your own choice on.

[legalcy]

Very well.

[He flips through the stack of datapads, mentally reviewing what music he has on hand. With some thought, he connects to the library audio system and prepares his Billy Joel playlist.]

Low volume, please. [There we go. Work music.]

[areaman]

[megatron obliges and then sits back down to get back to work.

he's perfectly happy to work and not talk and just listen to the music. feels like he vaguely remembers it from one of the planets he's been on before, but can't place which one.

doesn't matter. these datapads won't fix themselves.]

Action, There and Gone

[thelordofmisrule]

[ While you were away someone has been in your room.

It doesn't look like this someone has really rifled that much through your possessions. Or stolen anything.

How do you know someone was here? There is a tiny plastic human toy baby sitting in the very middle of your bed. In it's hands is an equally tiny toy datapad with the title IMPORTAN RULE (yes with the intentional spelling error) ]

ACTION: A small box outside your door contains a handful of...

[thelordofmisrule]

Action (you are under no obligation to respond to this your character can be 'out')

[betterthanmegaman]

[ Recently Bass requested some important information. Who... is the strongest Cybertronian on this ship. He received a hot tip that it was 'Shockwave' but also 'not the Senator one'. There were a few thoughts that went through his processor. One... it was really dumb that there were two people here with the SAME NAME. It must get confusing! Two, while he does (surprisingly) know what a Senator is, he has no idea what a Senator looks like. Do they wear signs? Bass guesses probably not.

This leads him to one conclusion: He has to fight BOTH of them to make sure he's actually fighting the strong one.

This leads him to a second conclusion: He has no idea where Shockwave lives. He could ask for direction, ask if anyone knows... but that begs the question... If they know how strong Bass is will they even tell the truth?

There is now one solution: He has to canvas the ship himself and check every inhabited room he comes across.

So there's the backstory. And that's why Bass, armored up in his winged Treble armor (being able to fly covers ground quicker!) is pounding aggressively at your door.

Sorry. ]

[legalcy]

[Heavy footsteps approach the door, and it opens to the massive figure of Ultra Magnus. His frame stretches across the door frame, and his head nearly touches the top. He looks out at this loud visitor with a stern scowl.

It's his default expression.]

Can I help you?

[betterthanmegaman]

YOU!

[ Bass's wings flap and he has to adjust himself in the air to get a better viewpoint. ]

You're the biggest one I've come across yet! You HAVE to be Shockwave! Fight me!

[legalcy]

[Magnus does not move, save for his head tilting upward a few degrees to continue watching Bass.]

What has Shockwave done recently to warrant this? [He thinks of the one who had disguised himself as "Longarm Prime" for years. He wouldn't be surprised if he got on the bad side of a new arrival.]

[betterthanmegaman]

He has committed the crime of being the strongest being on this ship! I have to fight him to prove myself!

[ Magnus will find his logic to be both sound and flawless! Could there be any other reason to seek someone out?! Well... yes lots of reasons actually. BUT HIS IS THE BEST! ]

[legalcy]

There's no such crime listed in the books. [The answer is clear and simple.] There's no punishment required for that.

Are you looking for the training hall? That's a safer way to address your aggression.

[betterthanmegaman]

Of course it's not a- It's a metaphor. Are you an idiot?

[ Never mind that it took Bass FOREVER to understand metaphors and even then he usually only understands the ones he uses himself. ]

[legalcy]

No, but I take all accusations seriously. [He taps his chest with a finger.] As Head of Security, I must be made aware of what either Shockwave is doing if it puts others in danger.

Text - FrenziedChaos [Roughly now]

[fenixnpcs]

[It's probably best not to question how they got into the R2's systems again. Or why they waited a monthish.

The fact that this is text makes it near impossible to tell who is who.]

Soooo... word on the 'net is Renoih's looking to reward those who stopped Renne from killing Nocri. Lots of bastards coming forward, but none yet have claimed it. Think a few have been executed because they misgendered Renoih. You really don't do that unless you have a deathwish. Mitsuki might be looking too, but we haven't heard anything. :(

You should go for it. You need all the luck in the 'verse given what you lot are.

Dunno what happened to Renne outside she's no longer on the station. Maybe dead? But Eh. She's rich. Probably bought her way out of trouble. We got another Sunstride now though. Zavaih. He's like, mid-tier in the Pride. Eh, he's ok. Not grabby, but still stuck up like ll rich idiots. We think we can train him to be better, though. ;)

Maeb showed up with Clíodhna and like half her retainers in tow a three shifts after you left. Anyway, Maeb pitched a fit over the loss of her property. Apparently, one of the turtlekin eggs held an albino. That's already rare, but being a Yangtze on top of it? That's like super rare and stuff ppl'd pay out the nose for. Cunts.

We don't even want to know where Maeb found those eggs. Last we knew, they were like, either extinct, or fiercely protected. We got money on her killing whoever was looking after them. Poor fuckers. But poor us. She made off with a bunch of stuff in recompense for this after kicking up a stink about its our fault. Fucking entitled bitch. Ain't our fault. Does she know how many ships come in an out every day and now we gotta deal with a bunch of people after us because they shit they wanted was taken by Maeb.

The Cybertronian experts - a chatkin and a jellykin -scyphozoan branch (you can tell by the daemon-orbs)- who showed up were also pissed but whatever. Kaeli took umbrage to them and how they tried to bully there way into shit, so did Rosa, and well. Airlock accidents are fun. (: (we're pretty sure Rosa is a Changeling at this rate.)

Pretty sure the jellykin survived, tho; so be careful if you got chasing whatever that relic was. Scypho's daemons look fragile, but are tougher than ours. Don't help most of them hide 'em, too. And the fragger's claim they came from a water world, but we're pretty sure they mean a gas planet. Wouldn't be the first time translation issues have cropped up.

If you got Q's, we'll answer them, but we can't keep this open forever.

Well, we can, but that'd be rude or something.

[legalcy]

Thank you for this information.

I would rather not provide any potential hints that the "Chalians" that Renne are connected to the disappearance of the Cybertronian Relic that occurred around the same time. Rosa is bad enough.

How certain are you that informing Renoih that Cybertronians were behind this will bring us her protection? Can she keep our identities safe from others?

[fenixnpcs]

You gave us fun. :)

Renoih is a 'they'. We do like you alive.

Reveal yourself if you want; probably not the best idea in the universe tho, as Renoih'll judge that as an attempt to curry favour and consider letting you live repayment enough for saving Nocri.

Up to you.

[legalcy]

My apologies.

I will see what Snakeman wants. I'm fine with hiding our identities. It's not about having recognition, it's also about protecting everyone on the R2 and the Cybertronians that come in contact with us.

[fenixnpcs]

No harm no foul! You know now!

Oh. FYI we hit up everyone on your team so check with them too we guess?

Action: Outside the Security Office

[iceicecrybaby]

Iceman paces a bit. Paces a bit out of the way to the side, he's nearly gotten stepped on a few times. He's outside the security office and going over in his head what he's going to say.

But... but what if they don't take him seriously? People at home just see him as nothing but a tiny little thing what will the people here think? He's getting himself a bit worked up and he can feel a tear or two prickle in his optics unbidden but he quickly scrubs them away.

Confidence Iceman! You've been looking for something to do and this feels right. He straitens his back, smooths the front of his parka, and walks into the security office via the entrance for more human sized people.

"Um! Excuse me, I'm not sure who I should be talking to but... but... I..." he trails off as he sees the absolute MOUNTAIN in the security office, "Oh you're even bigger then most of them."

[legalcy]

There are multiple desks in the security office, but the largest one on the opposite side of the room clearly belongs to the boss around here. To the right is the door leading to the brig, on the left are shelves of files and resources for those eager to act the social worker with the inmates. Ultra Magnus, the blue metal giant, sits behind this desk. One hand lays flat on a sheet of paper as the other inscribes a written report.

He flicks his eyes towards the entrance, then down at the small voice coming from the floor.

"...If you need to file something with security, then I am available." He doesn't response to the comment about him being big. That's just a fact he can gloss over. "Head of Security speaking."

Duckstribution

[thelordofmisrule]

[ When Magnus arrives at his desk in the security office next he'll find a rubber duck sitting upon it. It has a very fine mustache on it. Very dignified even. It is so dignified and fine looking that is anyone who does not have a mustache looks upon it they are struck with the desire to have a mustache of their own. ]

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[emojibot]

Hello, Ultra Magnus. 👋🤖
Thank you again for assisting me with Maccadam's request. You play the game very well.

[he thinks asking if he's been forgiven for the fictional betrayal is a little much, but he almost does.]