Hot Rod has posed: It's about mid-cycle at the Ruins of Nyon.
Few run patrols in this area, since most are under the impression that these deserted ruins are much less than desirable to either faction. Because of that, the former Nyonian rebel has often found sitting on top of the blackened piles of rubble to be peaceful and perfect spots for sulking, or just finding alone time.
Currently, the young flameo would be sitting on the highest hill of scrap, staring out the horizon, chin resting on his knees.
Sideswipe has posed: Sideswipe is one of those rare patrols out in this direction. Maybe as it's as he nears to clear his processor some. He's had too many bad feelings lately. Blurr, the stolen energon supplements, the slag on Rigel and how much it keeps escalating.. So going on a patrol through a general wasteland about fits his mood.
As he catches sight of the flame-painted Bot, Sideswipe goes to take a turn in that direction. When he would approach going to transform to robot mode. Walking over to sit down next with a heave.
Hot Rod has posed: Hot Rod jumps when Sideswipe plops himself down next to him. He certainly hadn't expected anyone to be out here, currently.
"'Sides? What are you doing out there?" he asks curiously. "This patrol only runs once every decacycle. Did you reset the schedule...?"
Sideswipe has posed: Sideswipe shrugs, "Figured might as slagging well. Kind of not up for facing Iacon right now before whatever the slag happens next. Figured I'd volunteer and no one would notice on the duty roster for a bit."
Hot Rod has posed: "What? Why? Oh. I heard some rumors about Blurr. What happened, anyway?" he asks, throwing a piece of scrap down the pile of rubble, and watching idly with his helm resting on one palm as it tumbles down.
Sideswipe has posed: Sideswipe goes to look off the horizon, through the wreckage, "Shockwave did something. Shot him up with some kind aweird.. Energon additive. Dunno, think it was shirking his systems. Maybe it was making him addicted to it. Medics pulled out a cuople of samples of it to analyse. Those're all missing. Someone stole 'em. Blurr.. Blurr's a mental wreck and needs help."
Hot Rod has posed: "Damn," Hot Rod says, "I mean.. just.. damn. Blurr seems to always be getting his aft in trouble." Not like Hot Rod is any better, but the young flameo isn't about to admit that.
The piece of scrap tumbling down the pile of rubble they're sitting on plinks quietly downward, until it disappears from sight.
Hot Rod frowns, his attention suddenly diverted by the falling piece of scrap. "..." He gets up and starts down the pile, looking pensive.
Sideswipe has posed: Sideswipe goes to stand up, "For all the stuff he does.. He's still an Autobot. And we look after.." As Hot Rod goes to look down at the piece of rolling scrap, Sideswipe gets up as well. "Look, you okay?"
He's not read Hot Rod's perosnnel file beyond the bare minimum. But he's still aware of where Hot Rod is from. Even if he's not sure of the specifics. But you don't need to know the specifics.
Nyon. Harmonex. Bluestreak's City. Too many places leveled.
Hot Rod has posed: Hot Rod doesn't respond to Sideswipe's comment. He seems to be searching for the the piece of scrap that had tumbled down the hill, but can't find it.
"Huh," he says putting his hands on his hips and looking around, "That's weird..I could have sworn..."
And then suddenly, the ground caves out from underneath Hot Rod...
Sideswipe has posed: While he's glancing around, Sideswipe goes to let out a yelp, "What the frag?" Then he's going to leap over towards Hot Rod. It's more of a jump; presuming he can go ahead and catch the other Autobot as he would leap, he was going to try and catch the other Autobot, and if he could using his jet pack to launch the two up to somewhere stable.
Hot Rod has posed: Too late. Sideswipe will find himself peering over a giant, gaping hole in the side of the hill of rubble. It's so dark, and deep, that Sideswipe won't even be able to see Hot Rod down where. Well, that's not a good sign...
Sideswipe has posed: Fortunately, Sideswipe at least has -something- at hand. Going to reach over for his flare gun, he goes to call out, "If you're done there, shut your optics! Poppig a flare!" Then he goes to wait five seconds after his yell, and he goes to fire one of the flares from his gun at the lowest setting down the hole to hopefully have it land on a rock face.
Hot Rod has posed: No answer from Hot Rod. Sideswipe's flare jettisons into the dark hole, and eventually disappears from sight because the hole is really that deep and dark. In fact, Sideswipe won't even hear it land. He'll watch it until he can't see it anymore, and then... silence.
The only real way to find Hot Rod at this point is to actually jump into the hole himself.
Sideswipe has posed: Well slag. How deep does this shaft go? Sideswipe pauses a moment. Then goes to throw out a quick call over on the general Autobot frequencies. <<At Nyon, had some kinda collapse in the tunnels, Hot Rod's missing down them. Going in pursuit. Leaving a flare at position.>> Then Sideswipe is going to leap down over the edge of the hole, smashing his fist over to the side to control his descent.
Hot Rod has posed: Sideswipe will feel himself falling for what seems like an eternity. Eventually, he'll have to remove his hand from the side of the tunnel, as the duration of the fall will start to wear on the armor of his servos.
At some point, he'll hit the bottom, but it's pitch black down here, though Sideswipe probably will have expected that.
Sideswipe has posed: Wham! Wham! Wham. Not the best way to go on down all the way. "Slag." HE would hit the ground with dents. Going to hold up his flare gun to launch another.. The *CLICK* announcing it was out of flares. "Should've reloaded it but forgot." He swear sat himself a few times.
Not hearing anything, he.. Turns on his headlights. They're down on the 'lower' portion of his chest with how his robot mode is, and they flash to hopefully light up things ahead.
Hot Rod has posed: Sideswipe's headlights will shed some light on the current situation, but not much. From what he can observe, Sideswipe will notice that the chamber he's in, is massive. The top of it rises several stories above him, and the vertical tunnel he fell through isn't a single path. He'll notice that from the large main tunnel he'd fallen through, are multiple smaller tunnels branching off from it. Which might explain why it doesn't look like Hot Rod is anywhere nearby.
Sideswipe has posed: Well lovely. And if he's not seeing Hot Rod.. He goes to try and put out a quick comm, using general frequencies. If any Con is down here, they're going to be as lost as he is. <<Hey, HOt Rod, can you give me a location ping?>> His high beams ae still on, and he looks way up to the chambers. "Lovely." He mutters to hiself while he tries to figure out if this is just one of the nigh uncounted tunnels in Cybertron or used to actually be soething functional. But.. Presuming there's no response from Hot Rod, he'll be looking for signs on the ground of what direction Hot Rod went. Tread marks, scorch marks.. Signs of footprints.
Hot Rod has posed: As expected, no response from Hot Rod. There doesn't seem to be any sign of him either, though it's really difficult to tell, it's so dark down here...
One thing he'll immediately notice as he begins looking for Hot Rod, is that the ground is covered in some kind of strange slime. Disturbing it seems to make it harden into coal like lumps.
Sideswipe has posed: What the frack? Sideswipe goes to ever, ever so confusedly go to look at one of the lumps. "What the smelt is this?" Then he goes to do what is likely the very dumb thing. That most other Autobots would tihnk of not to do as he goes to poke his hand over at it to take up a lump.
Hot Rod has posed: The lump is rock hard, and upon closer inspection, could have been mistaken for zolanium in this poor lighting. The tunnel is covered in it. Sideswipe will have to be careful, if he steps in a puddle of it, it might harden to point of effectively trapping him there.
Sideswipe has posed: This is going to be slow. Sideswipe doesn't like going slow. He's got not remote idea what the gunk is. But.. He has at least a litle sense and moves to try and get out a mag pouch from subspace storage. Going to click on down to get a sample in it and then seal it shut. Then he is going along carefully ahead, trying to track which way El Roddy has gone.
Hot Rod has posed: Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be any sign of Hot Rod, despite how unmistakable the speedster is. As he wanders down the tunnel, he'll just encounter more slime. But not too long will have passed before he'll suddenly feel a tremble like a massive earthquake. A couple of rocks from the ceiling fall down...
Looks like he and Hot Rod aren't the only ones down here.
Sideswipe has posed: The place is starting to have rocks fall. Slag slag slag. Everyone knows what happens in a cavein. Rocks fall, everybody dies! There's no way he's going to dig himself out of this and something that can make a tunnel -this- big is going to go very bad. Then he's rapidly transforming down to speeder mode, hoping he can outrun it before the place comes down!
Skyshredder has posed: A call for help went out, and Skyshredder was happy to respond! It doesn't take her long to get here in her speedy shark mode, and it is pretty hard to miss a giant hole or the flare. She isn't sure where anyone is, but she starts with the signal flare and takes that route down into the ground as fast as her fins can carry her. "Don't worry you two! I'll have you out of there in a jiffy!"
Hot Rod has posed: The falling rocks are like a rainstorm, and both Skyshredder and Sideswipe won't be able to avoid getting hit by them!
On her way in, Skyshredder might notice something massive moving in a side tunnel that branches off of the main one. But will she abandon her fellow Autobot in his time of need, to follow her curiousity...?
Sideswipe will have a hard time seeing what's going on, and will have to do some serious maneuvering to avoid getting buried by all the falling rocks.
Sideswipe has posed: Wham! Wham! Wham. The rocks fall, but Sideswipe doesn't die! ... Yet. <<Hey, Hot Rod, if you're anywehre near us, let us know!>> He's mostly focused on trying to avoid being hugged by the road more than Skyshredder hugs! And they're bad hugs! Road hugs are bad. And hurt. <<What the slag started this in the firstplace!?>>
Skyshredder has posed: Skyshredder really doesn't have a good location on her fellow Autobots, so when she notices something that might be as big as her she heads after it. "Hey! Did you see two red speedsters come by here?" she calls out to it, not really thinking that it could be a danger...or even the thing that caused this collapse. But, she does hear Sideswipe's radio call and calls back, <<"Swipers? Which way didja go?">>
Hot Rod has posed: No response from Hot Rod. It may occur to Sideswipe at the moment, that Hot Rod is probably lying temporary stasis locked somewhere. And with the falling rocks, that's definitely not a good thing.
Whatever it is that's moving through the tunnels doesn't respond to Skyshredder, though it does hesitate momentarily before starting to move away even more quickly than before, which worsens the falling rock situation. Sideswipe will have added trouble dodging the rocks again..
Sideswipe has posed: The smashing through the tunnels are sound enough of Sideswipe's position. <<THIS WAY! THIS WAY!!> The sounds of his tires revving as he would go to try and vroom along, going some boosts through the tunnel as he goes to try and keep from smashing into anything.
Sideswipe is unfortunately not getting what he wants as his tires would smash in, and he would quickly be barging over inot things no matter how hard he might be trying. Fortunately it's not someone that's got to look good like Tracks!
Skyshredder has posed: The big whoever moves even faster, which makes Skyshredder speed up as well. "Hey, wait! Don't worry, I only munch on badguys!" she calls, but comes to a stop when Sideswipe pings his location to her. She isn't the best navigator, especially in tunnels, but with friends in danger she leaves the mystery machine and heads back to the main tunnel to try and find Sideswipe. And somehow, she avoids getting any new dents in her armor! <<"Swipers! I need a map or something! And there's someone else in here! Someone big!"
Hot Rod has posed: Eventually, the rumbling grows less and less, as whatever it was that Skyshredder saw in the tunnels starts to move farther away. The number of rocks falling will diminish, and soon, Skyshredder will be able to make her way over to wherever it is that Sideswipe is.
Still no Hot Rod though.
But once the rockslide clears, Sideswipe will notice that the mouth of the tunnel he's standing has significantly more slime than the chamber he'd been in previously. Not only that, but it's.. glowing.
Sideswipe has posed: Ughh.. His finish. Sideswipe goes to transform back to robot mode, looking dazed and with more dents in him. "Ugh.." Then he's going to try and get his comm up and out. It's fritzy so Sideswipe goes to punch himself in the head a few time suntil it works. <<How.. Big? LIke Omega Supreme big? Sky Lynx ego big? Prowl stick up his exhust port big?>> There are apparently very specific quantative methods for which Sideswipe defines 'bigness' with.
<<I think Hot Rod might be in stasis lock. He's not respoding to comms and there's no signs of him having been racing.>> His headlights on now once more.
Skyshredder has posed: <<"It might have been even bigger than me! It didn't feel like talking though. It's weird. The rumbling seemed to follow after it.">> the sky shark says as she catches up with Sideswipe. <<"Well, don't worry! Now that I'm here we'll definitely find him!">> she adds when Sideswipe mentioned Hot Rod's possible status. She looks around, then starts sniffing along the ground like a giant dog. A dog with saw-like teeth and fins. She isn't really paying attention to where she is going and sniffs her way right into some of that glowing slime. <<"...so...what's with all this slime?">> she asks Sideswipe before shaking and puffing the slime off her snout.
Hot Rod has posed: Skyshredder will quickly discover that the slime turns into a super thick putty like substance upon her touching it. It seems like, the more she touches and disturbs it, the harder it gets. And the entire mouth of the chamber, which appears oddly symmetrical compared to the rest of the tunnel entrances nearby, is covered in it.
At the bottom of the chamber, is a pool of the disgusting slime! And nestled deeply in the slime are what look like... eggs??
Also! Hot Rod is here - the eggs seem to have been placed in a circular fashion leaving an empty clearing in the middle, which is where Hot Rod is lying. Some of the slime around him is solidifying a bit, but since he's prone and unconscious, the hardening hasn't sped up... yet.
Sideswipe has posed: Now this is weird. Creepy. Creepy and weird. Sideswipe has heard stories about this sort of thing from way back in the times when Cybertronians deigned to cross paths with organics. "What.. The.. Slag?" He has his laser rifle up and out now, and is trying to look over at the things.
"What are those?" His light is aimed over at the eggs (?) and then over at Hot Rod. "I.. Have no idea." To Skyshredder when she joins him. "Guess it's some kind of anchor. Hang things from it or immobilize someone? YOu know the sticky grenades you use in fights? Sorta like those."
Skyshredder has posed: Skyshredder blinks as the stuff doesn't dislodge and instead hardens. "...what the...?" She shakes harder and then tries to scrape it off on some nearby rocks that aren't slime-covered.
She notices Sideswipe pulling out his rifle and gasps. "Hey! You aren't going to hurt babies are you?!" she exclaims, moving to block them from Sideswipe. She moves to hover over Hot Rod, then hmms. "I'll try to get him out. We'd better hurry though. That thing I saw could be the mom! She won't be happy if she comes back and finds us here!"
She then tries to bite onto Hot Rod and pull him free...but that might not work very well since she has to dip her nose into the goo to get a grip on him.
Sideswipe has posed: Sideswipe just stares over at Skyshredder, putting away his rifle. "... What are a mommy and babies?"
Hot Rod has posed: Unfortunately, Skyshredder is just too big, and the eggs are just too delicate for the female shark to break him free without smashing several of the eggs. So much for not hurting babies.
Weirdly, the protoforms inside the eggs are not organic. Their under formed chassis are metal, and could be likened to some kind of really large insecticon. So it might not surprise either Sideswipe or Skyshredder that the amniotic fluid is acidic. When the eggs break, the acid goes flying perhaps splattering Sideswipe, and definitely getting on the unconscious Hot Rod. It begins to burn through his armor, waking him up. "Agh! What the frag!" he yells, flailing.
Sideswipe has posed: Sideswipe is just able to dodge out of the way of the spraying acid, "What are babies!?" THat's exactly what Hot Rod is coming over to as Sideswipe is quickly moving out of the way. UPon seeing the egg that is partially cracked by Skyshredder on top of him, Sideswipe can't help but throw out.
"I think you're having babies." Even as he would quickly turn over his shoulder to glance past.
Skyshredder has posed: Skyshredder yanks Hot Rod free in her jaws! ...and smashes some of the eggs in the process. She blinks, then lets out a whine. "Nooooo...!" She looks pretty sad after that and just stares at the broken eggs for a little bit. Complete with Hot Rod flailing in her jaws. Which probably doesn't do him any favors as very sharp teeth line those jaws. She tosses Hot Rod to a non-slimy area before looking at the eggs again. "Babies...that's how organics and some cyberfauna reproduce. A mommy and a daddy get together and somehow make little versions of themselves. And some of them are contained in eggs. It's kind of like..." she pauses. "...protoforms?" she says in surprise as she looks at the things that were inside the eggs. "Quick! We should get Starlock or someone down here to help them!"
Hot Rod has posed: Hot Rod is completely discombobulated. Skyshredder is chewing on him and talking about how organic reproduce. "Ew!" he cries, "What the hell is going--" And then he's thrown across the chamber into a pile of rocks. "Seriously?!" He examines his spoiler and notices it's now crooked. "Aw /come on/! Those stupid eggs /can't/ be your top priority right now!"
He stares at Sideswipe. "You mean, you're having babies," the former Nyonian rebel points out. "I'm not taking any of these home!"
Seems that some of the broken eggs were close enough to hatching that the protoforms hadn't instantaneously died when their egg got smashed. Now they're looking around hazily, confused and probably partially injured.
But as if on cue, the rumbling starts up again! Sounds like they made /someone/ mad...
Sideswipe has posed: There's a look of increasing argument from Sideswipe, "Hey you were the one that fell through the hole and made me come all the way here to get you. I could have left you here if you'd have preferred for whatever that goo slag could have gone on you.." He gives a bit of a stare over at Skyshredder, "Why? That sounds incredibly inefficient." His expression could be summed up as 'organics are icky' on his faceplate. "And protoforms?" Uh-oh. He can recognize the sounds of somethin gvery, very big coming through. "... I think we should roll out." Not een bothering to say 'try and shoot at it'.
Skyshredder has posed: The rumbling starts up again and Skyshredder tenses, then vents hotly. "Yeah...we should go. If that thing I saw was the mom then we really don't want to be here when she gets back." she says, then turns toward the tunnel she used to get down here. At least...she thinks that's the one. "Don't ask me why they have to do it that way. I guess organics' sparks don't just pop up like bots' do." she says, and her big tail starts to kick, carrying her down the tunnel. "And we should let command know that there are insectoids down here! I thought they all left with Chela and Onyx Prime! But I guess if I got left behind then maybe some others did, too! I don't remember them making babies like this, though."
Hot Rod has posed: Hot Rod frowns, giving the protoforms a curious look before scowling at Sideswipe. "How is my fault I fell down here? You didn't have to come after me," he grumbles. "I could have gotten out myself..." Right.
"What's with the mom getting all bent anyway?" Hot Rod says, transforming.
"Alright, so what's the plan? I can't fly like either of you so..."
Sideswipe has posed: The sound of the -ROAR- echos through the halls, "That's a big Bug coming towards us!" He goes to call out and has his laser rifle out, "Uhm.." He looks at Skyshredder. "Hot Rod, ride her. I'll race after you and jump when we get out of here!"
Skyshredder has posed: Skyshredder stops as Hot Rod points out he can't fly...and he ends up the target of a grin. "Really?" she says, then Sideswipe suggests he ride her and that grin increases. "Just what I was thinking! You are in for a treat!" she says to Hot Rod, then floats down and rolls onto her side. "Grab my top fin, then hang on to your spark!" she says.
Hot Rod has posed: "What!?" Hot Rod doesn't really like that plan. It's not very glamorous. "Don't you guys know how to get out of here, like, normally!?" Hot Rod says, sounding annoyed.
But he complies anyway, grabbing her top fin and hopping onto to Skyshredder's back. "This is so humiliating.." he grumbles.
Sideswipe has posed: Sideswipe takes the moment to zoom along as well as soon as Hot Rod is rocking the shark, "Let's get out of here and call in a kill team or something!" Then as he's revving his engine, he calls out to Hot Rod, "And what -were- you gonna say before you fell down?"
Skyshredder has posed: Once Hot Rod is onboard Skyshredder heads out at full speed. "Kill team? What makes you think we need one of those?" she asks as they head toward the surface. "It isn't like they are scraplets."
She blinks as Hot Rod says it is humiliating to be carried, then grins. "Humiliating? I think you mean awesome! Even Jazz and Blurr have ridden on my back in awesome heroic figure style!" she says to Hot Rod, then looks to Sideswipe. "Hey! You should take a picture of us with Hot Rod holding up a sword!"
Hot Rod has posed: "I was gonna say," Hot Rod says, "that you suck at playing hero! I mean, I was down there for only Primus knows how long!"
Hot Rod holds on tightly to Skyshredder's fin, feeling embarrassed for the first few breems. But then he realizes that it's actually fun, and decides to be daring. He lets go of her fin and stands up, holding his hands up in the air. "Hey! This isn't bad!" But then he loses his balance and falls off, hopefully by this time Sideswipe is airborne, so Hot Rod can grab onto him as he's falling!
Sideswipe has posed: Sideswipe's jet pack only has limited fuel, so it's used more in quick bursts of energy. So when Hot Rod is taking a tumble, Sideswipe is going to grab him to hold him up unti Skyshredder can get him again. possible this time by th escuff of the nomjaw.
"Sure, when we get up to the top I'll get out one of my camlogs and we can get it. Think it'll be bright by then and we can get a better picture."
Skyshredder has posed: Hot Rod falls off, and naturally Skyshredder tries to catch him! Luckily Sideswipe is there for the assist. "Good catch!" she says, then snickers. "First you don't like it, then you fall off trying to be a show-off?" she teases Hot Rod before catching him in her teeth again. "Now ya gotta ride coach!" she says, her words muffled a bit and slurred thanks to holding Hot Rod in her mouth again.
Once they are clear of the tunnels she lets him mount up again and ride her back to base if he wants.
Hot Rod has posed: NOT COOL. This is way worse than sitting on her back, if he hadn't looked like a helpless protoform then, he now definitely does!
He squirms angrily. "You're making my spoiler more crooked!" He protests, though his struggling is what's making it more crooked, not her carrying him in her mouth.
Eventually he just gives up and doesn't even go back to riding on her back, instead, he just sits there in her mouth, arms folded, his expression sulky.
Sideswipe has posed: Fortunately, they have a great picture now of Hot Rod riding the Shark into the.. Sharkset? But, they've managed to find Hot Rod, discoveed there is some sort of mass replicating organic abomination hiding underneath Nyon, and found ways to distract Hot Rod from the radioactive ruins of Nyon.
By having acid spat on him and carried to safely by Skyshredder who is possibly singing the entire way.
Skyshredder has posed: What will she be singing? Why...baby shark, of course! Well, she hums it so that Hot Rod won't be getting softly chewwed on all the way home, but she does hum it most of the way.
Hot Rod has posed: Hot Rod groans, and plugs his audio receptors, but other wise doesn't comment on the humming. Since he's being nommed by Skyshredder, it's kind of hard to give her dirty looks, so most of them will instead be directed at Sideswipe for... well who knows. Maybe not being able to carry Hot Rod, so now the young flameo is consigned to being carried like a baby being delivered by a stork.
Sideswipe has posed: And Sideswipe is riding along after Hot Rod and Skyshredder, driving along through the wilderness of Cybertron. <<So, like what -were- those things? That thing is way too big to be native to Cybertron and I hink we'd have noticed somehing that big being dumped off>>
Hot Rod has posed: "<<I think they're space slugs. Me and .. uh, well, I think I've seen those eggs before. I read somewhere they were ancient creatures that have been here since.. the dawn of Cybertron itself. Though if it's true, not sure how no one's noticed them just hanging out underground>>" Hot Rod tightbeams the group. "<<Maybe one of the nerdy types can figure it out>>"
Skyshredder has posed: <<"You think so? But...titans are native to Cybertron. Sky Lynx is from here, isn't he? I was roaming around out there in the Mithril Sea for a couple million years and you guys hadn't heard of me.">> Skyshredder says over the comms, grinning despite having Hot Rod in her mouth. <<"They looked like protoforms, but...it didn't feel like they were bots like you or me. Plus I don't think bots use eggs...do we? Maybe some beastformers do, since we got traits from organic creatures?">>