“I thought it’d be bigger.”
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“Interesting.” Seraphicon said as he followed The Shadow. “Thanks for this, Skorn.”
When he gets to the chamber, he looks for any sort of ‘on switch’.
Dynamo growled in pain and jammed his foot into the intermeshing parts.
“No problem. I thought you need more help.”
Seraphicon could realize that he was talking telepathically.
Ironjaw was following the others.
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Megabolt flies backward, Dynamo’s foot causing him to revert back to robot mode. Both his forearms reconfigure themselves into sonic cannons and fire at the Autobot.
The larger wings will take some getting used to. he telepathicly said. It was an observation, not a complaint.
Windstripe wanders into the massive chamber and walks towards the center.
Aha. Well you are faster now. And you can control and create water.
OOC: I’ll be out soon. Just make Seraphicon control water at his own will.
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Megabolt missed by virtue of Dynamo being so close behind him, who continued to try and malform megabolt’s face.
OOC: so, he’s basically a Toa of Water now? Cool!
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OOC: Yes, he is.
IC: Calm your LEGO thoughts down, boy. We have work to do.
He said, knowing that one side of it thought at the Toa of Water.
Oh, yes. I can scan your mind as well.
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“hm, you’ve tainted your form,” notes R.K.
“Wait for us!” calls Zipline, running into the chamber behind the group. He nearly runs into the pit, but Cargo catches him.
“I would have been fine!” Zip shouts, buzzing his wings. Cargo ignores him.
“Are we looking for some kind of computer? Data file? Brain?”
Seraphicon shrugs, “I’m not finding any adverse effects to this yet.” He said.
He watched Windstripe as he went to the center.
“The texts don’t give a straight answer save that it is like a glowing orb of brilliant glory.” Seraphicon answers Zip and Cargo.
The center of the platform opened to reveal a pit below, and a holomatter avatar materialized above.
“Good evening Windstripe, Skorn, Seraphicon, Ironjaw, Bootleg, Salvage, Cargo, Zipline, and [ERROR],” greets a pleasant, accented voice, “I am Vector Sigma, the sum-total of Cybertronian knowledge and culture. How may I be of service to you all tonight?”
Megabolt deploys a blade and attempts to hack off Dynamo’s hand.
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Dynamo tried to grab Megabolt’s blade arm with his other hand.
“Interesting.”
Ironjaw said.
The blade was thrown off course, now headed for the Autobot’s forearm.
Windstripe looks at the holomatter avatar. He greets it,
“Thank you for your welcoming. We are a group of cybertronian looking for the next prime. We figured you would have the best source of knowledge for such information. The reason we need a prime is that the heralds of unicron have returned and I’d prefer that we don’t live in their rule.”
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“You really think he would not know about the heralds? He knows everything.”
Ironjaw said.