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[comeonguess]

Until he joined the crew of the Lost Light, Pipes had only ever been on Cybertron and space stations. And so, he joined up to see the universe, and have adventures, and make friends. He was very eager, very enthusiastic, very excited to be on his way.

Unfortunately, most people don't really like being around someone who's very eager, very enthusiastic, and very excited. Most people find that very annoying. So the making friends thing didn't really pan out all that well.

And as for adventures...mostly, he got hurt. He got shot and sick and hurt. Which...are sort like adventures. Maybe?  At least he got to see some of the universe. He also got to see a lot of the medibay. 

Then he saw the bottom of Overlord's foot. A few times, actually. 

And then? Then, well. Then he died.

And that's where we come in...

A small mech wanders into the Nexus...well, he's small by Cybertronian standards.  To the average humanoid, sixteen feet is possibly not that small. It's funny how that works, isn't it?

He looks around, optics bewildered behind their visor shield. "Um," he says after a moment, fingers twisting together with soft metallic whirs. "Um, is this the Afterspark? Cos...this is not at all what I was picturing."

 

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[damn_yourself_early]

"Well, what's it called? Where is it? What does it look like? How's the weather? Just... everything!"

[comeonguess]

"Wellll...it's called Cyberton. I'm from Pescus Hex, which I've already mentioned," he answers, a grin in his voice. "Um. We've been at war for a very, very long time. Or we had been. It's over now. The planet's pretty much...well...dead. At this point. Everything has to be brought in for anyone to live on it. But some do. Most have left, though a lot came back once the war ended. New Iacon is the biggest city, if you live anywhere, you live there. The weather's...alright? I suppose? We don't get snow, unfortunately...have you ever seen snow? I've seen it, it's amazing."

[damn_yourself_early]

"I've seen lots of snow," Loki confirms. "In Niflheim it snows all the time--literally all the time. There are people made of ice there, who herd glaciers." But, that's a tangent, and Loki returns to the present. "I'm sorry your world died."

[comeonguess]

"Wiiiicked," Pipes answers, sounding rather awed by the idea snow all the time and ice people and wow. But yes, the present. "...oh. Um. It's okay, I guess. It's been that way for most of my life, so..." He shrugs. "When our ship finds the Knights of Cybertron, they'll fix it all anyway."

[damn_yourself_early]

"Knights?" Oh, look at Loki perk up (as if he weren't already pretty perky). This is starting to have a familiar feel about it. A blighted land, a search for the well-hidden remedy, a hope of renewal...

[comeonguess]

That's awfully perky.

Pipes nods solemnly. "That's what our mission was, to find the Knights. Some people say they're just a myth, but they're real. And when the Lost Light finds 'em, they're gonna come back to Cybertron and everything's gonna be good again." It's all a pretty classic, almost cliche situation. But with robots.

[damn_yourself_early]

Is it awful? Or is it delightful? For Loki is a god of manifold joys, even if many are acquired tastes. "Speaking as a myth, I can assure you mythical things are real. Sometimes especially real."

Click. "You're on a quest!" he exclaims, giving a jump and a wave of his arms. "Ooh! And you said you were killed, or nearly, just before you came here? Maybe this is the part where you travel to the underworld and return with spoo~ooky secret wisdom from beyond? I love that part."

[comeonguess]

Perhaps a bit of both...?

Pipes pulls in a little gasp and waves his arms as well. "D'you think so? That'd mean I've been important all along and nobody even knew it!"

[damn_yourself_early]

"Oh, that's classic!" Loki crows, clapping. "This is going to be such a great story! You're going to find out just amazing things here!"

But back to the story: "So--your world is dead, the people suffer, you and your friends are on a quest for the Knights who can fix it... then what happened?"

[comeonguess]

Pipes squeaks and claps; it's possible that little wiggle thing he's doing is a dance. "I'm gonna be such a hero oh my gosh!"

Oh. Right. Back to the story. "Uh. We got in a few fights, I got the plague, watched some movies...there was a sparkeater? Um. Quantum things happened with the ship an' I don't really understand any of that, so uh...yeah. Oh, at one point, I fell out of the ship..."

[damn_yourself_early]

"Oh no! How did you get back in?" Such adventures! Loki is rapt, chin in hand as he listens.

[comeonguess]

Nobody has ever listened to him like this. It kind of takes him off guard. "Oh. Uh. Some guys from the ship came down to the planet surface and picked us up. It's sure more than you expect from a launch, you know? All flying through space and such."

[damn_yourself_early]

"You fell all the way to a planet?" Loki asks, wide-eyed. "Wooooooow. Did it hurt? What planet was it? Were there natives? Were they friendly?" Details, Pipes, details! The young scion of Asgard craves dem deets!

[comeonguess]

"Well, technically a planetoid, so hardly a planet..." He pauses. That doesn't sound really impressive. "I mean. Yes. All the way to a planet! It hurt a bit, but some guys burnt to death, so I guess I can't complain, right? I dunno if there were natives, I was rather unconscious most of the time. Hoist said we looked like comets!"

[damn_yourself_early]

Loki gives a sympathetic wince. "Burning to death, falling like a star. It sounds like a scintillating trip--not that I'm anxious to take it, myself, mind you, but I couldn't resist a play on 'scintillate.'"

[comeonguess]

Pipes doesn't get the joke, but he laughs anyway. "Haha, uh. Yeah. Anyway. They rounded us up and took us all back to the ship and then it turned out it was all cos of some warp drive thing that blew a hole in the ship and also, fused my friend to the engine."

[damn_yourself_early]

"That sounds terrible!" Loki pauses, realizes he doesn't know enough about big robot people to not ask, and proceeds, "was your friend alright?"

[comeonguess]

"Ah, no, he died. Then he kinda came back to life? But was still fused to the thingie. And then he disappeared. I think Primus took him. So." He shrugs.

[damn_yourself_early]

Aw, sad. Loki's is a face of sympathy, and he puts a hand on Pipes' arm. "I'm sorry."

[comeonguess]

The sympathy makes him blink, and he'd give a smile if he could. "It's okay, I guess. I mean, not okay, but...if he's with Primus, then it's good. And his, um, partner died pretty soon after, so maybe they're together too?"

[damn_yourself_early]

"Perhaps," Loki agrees. "That brings to mind a similar story. Or, well, it has some few similar elements, not to spoil the ending, but it probably begins very differently."

[comeonguess]

"What's the story? I wanna know what it is, tell me!"

(Do you mind if anyone else joins the audience for storytime?)

[damn_yourself_early]

"Well-" Loki begins, with enthusiasm, before cutting himself off. He looks this way and that, and spots a good place to sit: this is going to be Proper Storytime, and Proper Storytime demands the teller have a good seat. Scampering over to a section of wall, he hops up onto it, running along its length to a squat pillar, upon which he sits cross-legged.

"Ahem. As I was saying: well! Once Upon A Time, mighty Thor found himself the king of a deserted Asgard--and that's not really the story we're here for today, so, long story short, he found all the other gods hidden in the masks of mortal lives and brought them back to Asgard and themselves, and then brought Asgard to Earth so he could better split his time between them. The halls of the Aesir settled near the town of Broxton, in the realm of Oklaholma-OK, in the States United, and caused some little consternation." He gives a wry smirk. Can Pipes imagine?

"But Thor was known to the people of Earth, so they cautiously welcomed him in their manner, and he encouraged the other Aesir to go out among the humans, to learn their ways and mingle with them, to see the noble spirit that their king so admired."

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[brave_heart_verity]

I love this story.

(I don't mind one bit!)

[comeonguess]

Pipes has always enjoyed stories. He sits on the ground, pulling his knees up, and listens intently.

Broxton, in the realm of Oklaholma-OK, in the States United? He certainly can't imagine! His optics widen accordingly and he makes an awed little sound.

"So what happened? I bet they weren't so noble. Were they noble?"