OPEN TO ALL CYBERTRONIAN FREQUENCIES

[sufferist]

[The transmission comes as a video feed, though it isn't of a person. Instead, the camera is focused on what appears to be a very large hammer. For any bots familiar with the lore of the Primes or just happen to have heard of it, it is the Forge of Solus Prime. It's propped up against a wall in some unknown building.]

[The voice that speaks has an Alternian accent to it, and is otherwise soft and raspy.]

I believe this is an important artifact to your people, isn't it? I've been wondering...how much would you say it's worth?

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[starscheme]

[this is him hanging up on you now, BYE]

[ultramatum]

[This is unfortunately very true.]

How did you come to the assumption that that artifact has significance?

[sufferist]

[Dryly:]

I'm clairvoyant.

[bigfuckinggun]

... Indeed. [the less said on that matter the better, after how offputtingly troubled by the whole thing Starscream had seemed.] Tell me, what use does your Empress have for the Forge?

[worstprime]

[Rodimus was expecting that to work]

Well...I..um. Hm. I mean...it's value is really of the more sentimental persuasion.

[sufferist]

None. That's why I'm giving it to you.

[ultramatum]

[Well.]

And what is of value to you? Not this, I imagine, or you wouldn't be willing to trade it.

[sufferist]

[Wow.]

Really?

[sufferist]

I have intentions. And in giving this to one of you, I'll be getting what I want.

After all, I assume that you will be reluctant to share.

[worstprime]

[really?]

...Really!

[ultramatum]

You make it sound as if it would be of use to me, personally.

[sufferist]

[...Really?]

[Really.]

[He sneers softly.]

Well, sentimental or practical, I'm sure at least some of you would be willing to have a go for it.

[sufferist]

It would be of use to your cause.

[worstprime]

I mean could you maybe pick a better time...

[sufferist]

[Okay, this has gone so far that now he HAS to follow this rabbit hole.]

[Boredly:] When would work for you?

[worstprime]

[Okay Rodimus. You've got one chance here. One chance to maybe think if something clever and turn things in the favour of the Autobots.]

Next....week.

[shit]

[sufferist]

[Now he's just confused enough that he almost feels like he must be missing something. Is this a distraction tactic? What's happening?]

I'm...not even sure what you're going for, at this point. To be honest.

[worstprime]

Well you can't just...pop in out of NOWHERE, all 'I've got your sacred artifact loo di doo, now you've got to fight or barter or play trivia for it!' or whatever nonsense.

We've got a lot going on here, you know. S'not all about you! We might be BUSY.

[like, come on, bro]

[sufferist]

If you don't want it you don't have to come.

Otherwise we play by my terms.

[worstprime]

[wow Okay GEEZ.]

Alright. Fine. No promises but I'll see if I can't find the time.

You've got a place in mind, then?



...i'm not saying I'll show up. Just for reference.

[ultramatum]

You do realize that to the average cybertronian this is nothing more than an impressive warhammer?

[sufferist]

I know at least one of your kind that can use it.

You can't expect the nature of the key figurehead of your culture to go unnoticed.

[sufferist]

It will be downtown Los Angeles.

I'll let you know when.

[ultramatum]

[That changes things a little, but there's no way he is going to tell this most-likely Alternian that they are currently without a Prime.]

What would Cybertron have that would of interest to you, in any case?

[sufferist]

I'm not sure. You hardly have anything of worth, don't you?