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Post by Cryptic on Jun 6, 2007 10:20:29 GMT -5
"The system's a heck of alot more complex then back in the day, with far more nasty defences. Some where put in place by Megatron II." Cheetara said winceing. "Those are just a step under leathel if you frack up."
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Post by neva on Jun 6, 2007 11:44:03 GMT -5
Optimus closed his optics for a moment as he listened to Cheetara, but remained slight, lost in his own thoughts.
Jazz crossed his arms over his chest and looked at her, "Then what does anyone propose we do? We can't just sit around and twiddle are thumbs while both planets take the toal! We gotta' do somethin'!" Jazz growled slightly and frowned, "Besides, I died once for this planet and I would die for Earth if I had too. This has gotta' be stopped!"
Optimus spoke up, though still in his thoughts over the whole problem, "Your death Jazz isn't needed, nor anyone else's. Besides, your duties are two fold are they not? Protecting Neo-Praxus and ruling over her. No one needs a dead leader, especially when a city is still so young and can't stand on her own." Prime then waved his hand slightly, "We could also easily perhaps repeat the steps we took back then as well. We just need to construct three pylons for a triangler teleportation, proper coordinates, and zap Cybertron back to proper orbit.. however--" Prime stopped for a moment looking sky-ward, "--Cybertron has changed since then and thus-- may have more of a chance of being destroyed." Prime shifted his weight once more, now to his right leg. The small lion tail in his robot mode, twitched slightly as he narrowed his optics for a moment. "Everything is a gamble and with that gamble, like everything in life, there is always a price to pay. If it comes down to it to save this planet and earth-- the only person who will be dieing attempting anything will be me. Its my sworn duty to Cybertron to protect her and defend her, along with earth. Even if it was thousands and billions of years ago. "
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 6, 2007 14:45:07 GMT -5
"Prime, Jazz, i'm just saying I'm better suited to keep plugging at the system. i've got the clearance." Cheetara said.
"Or you find the one that who ever did the moveing and shakeing used, and pray to Primus it didn't burn out." Megan said breaking the silance.
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Post by neva on Jun 7, 2007 11:55:03 GMT -5
Jazz blinked under his visor and then nodded his head, "--Ok. I guess-- even if I did I probably get zapped before anything else, hehe."
Optimus just stared at Jazz muttering, "--Isn't that why I implied you shouldn't do that?" Prime then shook his head and looked at the three that were before him. "If anyone has any other information to inform or any bright ideas over this matter. I believe this discussion is about to come to an end and we are also losing precious time to deal with this matter."
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 7, 2007 12:31:32 GMT -5
"when did Prime get so wordy?" Meg asked Sunstorm softly.
"Keep in touch guys." Cheetara said flipping them her card.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 7, 2007 14:35:51 GMT -5
Sunstorm whispers back lightly. "About when he was brought back...believe it or not, he has complained about his new status for so long... Primus once split his old self from his new self to try to work things out. Ironically, I think he does not like the new era, despite his influence leading to it..."
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 7, 2007 16:14:47 GMT -5
"Well can you blame him? comeign back as a little kid is worse then comeing back a fem."
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Post by neva on Jun 7, 2007 17:55:26 GMT -5
Jazz took the card and looked over, then nodded to Cheetara. "Right, I'll stay in touch, no-problem-o!" Jazz then gave her a thumbs up and his classic side smirk.
Prime took the card and looked at it for a moment. His optical eyes flashed for a moment before he placed it away. "Thank you, by the way. Though I realize your card states you name, it is still a pleasure to meet you and you may call me Optimus." He bowed slightly in respect to her, in a fashion similar to that of older times. He then looked over to Jazz for a moment, then slightly looked up at him. "Jazz,"
"Yes sir?" Jazz asked looking down at his former commander.
"I need you, if you could please, take me to see Wheeljack. He is still living with Ironhide is he not?"
"I-- believe so, yea." Jazz flipped the card around in his fingers as his face grew slightly more serious.
"Good, I believe Wheeljack may know how to fix some of these problems, or at least stabilize the issue. If we are lucky."
Jazz sighed slightly and placed the card away. Then opened his comm channel for a moment. <"Cheetor, if you get this, we might be headin' out shortly. Prime wants to go talk to Wheeljack over at Ironhide's place. Will be here for probably about-- another 15 minutes or so. Give me a call back.">
Prime leaned up against the statue of one of the former Prime's as Jazz made his call, and slightly glanced up at it. His optics grew dim for a moment, as he then slid down at sat down on the ground. He was trying, at least-- he was trying this time. Before, he could care-a-less about this era. He just wanted to be left alone, but Cybertron was in chaos and he was a Prime. It was his sworn duty by his name to defend the planet and even if earth, that he vowed so long ago as well. Both planets now in trouble. Something-- had to be done, whatever it was yet, he wasn't sure.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 7, 2007 22:26:28 GMT -5
"i'm standing right here." Cheetara said rolling her eyes. "I thought you realized I got messed up all to Pit. I am or was Cheetor."
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Post by neva on Jun 8, 2007 11:37:21 GMT -5
Jazz staggered slightly in shock and blinked a few times, "--you gotta be kidding me..."
Optimus shook his head at Jazz and then looked up the two fliers who seem to be watching this whole thing and only chiming in at there own time, "You two, may I ask what is your presence here for?"
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 8, 2007 12:09:01 GMT -5
Sunstorm looks to Optimus, before glancing back to Megantron for a moment. "We're here to help out as is Primus's desire from us, Prime. After finding out what had happened to Cheetor in the first place, we decided it was safer to travel in groups. Isn't that right Discord?..."
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 8, 2007 12:24:40 GMT -5
"Yeah, about what I said, only with a few more explitives." Cheetara said shakeign her head. "Still have no idea how i'm explaining this to my wife."
"Correct Sunstorm." Megantron said with a nod.
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Post by neva on Jun 8, 2007 21:38:21 GMT -5
Prime raised a brow slight, "And what is it Primus this time desires?"
Jazz blinked behind his visor a few times a Prime's tone of dislike of even saying Primus' name. It sometimes still surprised him that it came from a Cybertronian who once honored Primus and would fight in his name, would now turn around and disregard it in such hatred. Even more so, Primus, if anything in bring him back, gave him-- perhaps a nice gift. When all of them got old, here would be Prime. A great commander of his time, a person who could do anything he wished, the best gift of all-- youth. Jazz then looked over at Cheetor, "Well-- think about it this way, at least you get to know how she feels." He said with a nervous laugh and rubbing the back of his head. "Nothin' better I guess then actually know how your mate feels about somethin'. Most humans on earth, or at least some, would have given their teeth to know what it was like to be a male or a female, at least for a day." He them shrugged slightly.
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Post by Cryptic on Jun 9, 2007 9:16:12 GMT -5
"Not really helping Jazz." Cheetara growled.
"He's the one who talks to him, not me." Megan said indicateing Sunstorm.
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 11, 2007 11:19:51 GMT -5
Sunstorm responds in a calm tone. "To know who it is who has inflicted this upon his planet, as they are beyond even his sight... The enemy you do not know is always worst then the one you do. You can attest to that I'm sure..."
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