Transformers: Salvation Signup and OOC Discussion Topic

[Chromeharpoon]

@Chromeharpoon

Corona begins to walk toward the facility, when two phantoms materialize before the party. One was a minicon with dirty yellow armor, large green eyes, and wheels for legs, and the other was a tall junkion with crimson armor accented by gold and bronze, bearing the alt-mode of a terran pickup truck. He had an ornate sword stowed across his back.

@Chromeharpoon

The two apparitions look around at the landscape, their eyes drifting over the various members of the party.

“Yo Salvage, check it!” the minicon exclaims, looking toward his companion. “We’re spectral apparitions appearing before our ancestors to give them vague an’ mysterious premonitions of the future!”

“Uh, Bootleg?” the one called Salvage reacts, sounding nervous, “I’m pretty sure we’re not supposed to be self-aware spectral apparitions, man.”

“What? There a code to bein’ a ghost or somethin’?” Bootleg retorts. “I’ll make all the metacommentary I want, an’ ain’t nothin’ gonna stop me!”

@BlackBeltGamer98

Epsilon looks confused.

@Chromeharpoon

The two specters stare back at Epsilon.

“Hey,” Bootleg says, narrowing his eyes. “Ain’t that the guy who-?”

“Bootleg!” Salvage cuts the minicon short. “Time Travel Rule Number Three, remember?!”

“Oh, frak,” Bootleg realizes. catching himself. “My bad. Didn’ say nothin’. The integrity o’ the timeline is secure.”

@BlackBeltGamer98

“Excuse me?” Epsilon asked, now even more confused.

@Chromeharpoon

The two spectres don’t react. It was clearly that they were making a failing attempt to pretend they didn’t hear Epsilon. Spectral apparitions couldn’t converse with the living, after all.

The two ghosts look at one another, silently pleading each other to yield some kind of advice or to do something to carry the scene forward.

“Uh…” Bootleg says, “Greatness awaits y’all, an’ somesuch…”

“Y-yes,” Salvage joins in, waving his arms around. “Great things. Great, indefinite, unforseen, and totally unpredictable things.”

@Chromeharpoon

“It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you,” both junkion specters immediately respond, solely on instinct.

“Frak!” Salvage immediately reacts, doing a doube-take.

“The fascists are gonna rule the human race!” Bootleg laments.

“Oh, we have frakked up!” Salvage wails, bringing his hands up to his face.

“Hey!” Bootleg tries to console his friend. “Maybe we can fix this! ‘Sides, what’s Primus gonna do, smite us? Ain’t he dyin’ right now or somethin’?”

A rumbling sound, like the roll of distant thunder, echoes around the scene. Bootleg and Salvage quiet as they take on worried glances.

“Heheh…” Bootleg laughs nervously.

“D*mmit Bootleg!” Salvage whines, “when will you learn that taunting the almighty never works in your favor!”

The two specters begin to fade away as Bootleg utters his retort.

“I’m a rebel, buddy! I dedicate my life to stickin’ it to the man!”

@ToaNoah_Wafflemeister I figured you might wanna see this. The first of a few familiar faces that may be making a return in the coming weeks.