25th Transmission - Event

[heavyweaponsbot]

[The voice on the comm isn't the same as it usually is. The grating tone is gone, it's much smoother, and lacks the formal phrasing. But he still sounds vaguely British]

What's going on... where'd the barracks go? Supposed to be getting my weapons refitted...

Hey! Someone wanna tell me what's up? This some kind of really bad prank? 'Cause if it is...



((ooc: Yeah, Ironhide's memory-regressed, along with age-regressed. As far as he knows, he's still a low-ranked soldier in the Cybertronian Armed Forces, who idolizes his leader... Megatron. Not that it really matters much, but there you go. He's maybe... the robot version of 18 or so, as opposed to his normal OHGODOLDERTHANDIRT 50-ish.))

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[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

. . . Ironhide?

[Have inquisitive shocked little girl voice.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah. That's me. Who're you?

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

[Oh great he's tiny too.]

It's Rfena.

[She has a sneaking suspicion he's not all there anymore, but she doesn't want to ask just yet.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

... What kind of designation is that? What're you? Science team?

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

It's my name. I'm not on any teams - you're on a vessel known as the Elegante.

You've been on it for... a while. You don't remember?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... How'd I get on a vessel?

[A considering pause.]

How overcharged was I...?

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

The captain brought you here.

[She guesses that since he doesn't remember the fact that he's been here a while won't mean much.]

I don't think you'll be here for very long, though. A few days at most. Like a break?

[Herz said this should only last about that long.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah? Which captain? I didn't think we had any vessels called that... Must be new.

[And then he sounds a bit more like Ironhide, in that he sounds utterly sullen.]

I don't need a break. I'm ready to go. Haven't seen any real action yet! This is scrap!

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

Captain Redd. He is a most peculiar being.

[There's something she's used to, and she can't help smiling.]

Treat it like a layover? I am sure you'll see some 'action' soon.

[....Which is depressing when she thinks about it agh.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Never heard of him. You sure he's not in the civilian set?

[He shrugs, still somewhat sulky.]

Layover my aft. How am I supposed to be a good soldier if we never fight? Lord Protector's never going to notice me at this rate... Then what am I gonna do?

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

He... is new. He is a kind of civilian, but he thought you could use a break before you went to battle.

[Bullshitting go!]

Lord Protector?

I'm sure you'll be a great soldier. You just need to wait for your time, is all.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Whatever. Who're we fighting? Heard there was some kind of problem out in the nebulas... After the All Spark again.

Yeah. Megatron. What're you? Glitched? Everyone knows him.

I'm not going to be just any soldier. Got my optics on weapons master.

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

There is a problem. You're going to be sent out to investigate it - they hope its nothing, but you're going along in case there's trouble.

[....Megatron ghslghsa what.] Oh. Him, I'm sorry. There are so many that come through here it gets confusing sometimes.

Weapons master? I'm sure you'll make a good one. [Her tone sounds a lot more confident about this.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Eshems again? I thought we taught those punks a lesson the first time...

[Oh, he sounds so proud to say this. Megatron = BEST THING EVER] C'mon, everyone knows Megatron! He's the Lord Protector! He keeps Cybertron safe. One of these days, he's got to notice me...

Yeah? 'Course I will! I'm good with the big guns.

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

I don't know who it is, sadly.

[This ... is so surreal you don't even know. Also its kinda depressing because he sounds so happy and excited.] Yes, he's - very brave. He's not the only brave one, though, I'm sure. He'll.. notice you soon I bet.

What kind of big guns, if you don't mind me asking?

[heavyweaponsbot]

S'not a person. It's a place. A nebula.

[Man, when he was at this age, he followed Megatron like he does Optimus. Everyone did. He's a fanboy.] He's the only one who counts. That's why he's Lord Protector and not... someone else.

Any kind I can get my hands on.

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

I meant I didn't know who was in the nebula.

[Its still weird.] He may be the best, but I'm sure every one of you is just as important and needed as he is.

A master of all types. I'm sure you'll make weapons master in no time with that flexibility.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Oh. Me either.

Yeah. Cybertron needs its protectors... it's armies. We're the best there is.

Heh, flexibility's for lighter mechs than me.

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

That's precisely what it needs. [Even though its going to get DESTROYED. Oh god.]

Force over flexibility, then? You'll do well as a protector I think, correct?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He's beaming on the other end of the comm.] Yeah. Nothing's gonna get to Cybertron while we're around. Gonna keep those civilians safe and sound in their berths.

I better. That's my function. [He says this proudly.]

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

[;A; He sounds so proud.] That's the spirit! Everyone's rooting for you and the others.

Excuse me, how could I forget that you were a protector. [She sounds... vaguely amused.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

And with Lord Megatron, we will never fail.

Yeah. How could you?

[lfetimewarranty.livejournal.com]

...Of course!

My memory's been a little spotty lately. That's probably why I'm here.