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[assaultingrocknroll]

 Well, this wasn't the ARK, which could be a good thing actually.  That video with the human, told him this had to be Earth, or Earth Adjacent.  Or he was just starting to think that Humans and Earth were just a common thing.

Humming a little, he walked through the plaza.  He wasn't sure what to expect, but this place, at least the Plaza didn't look as dangerous as some of the places he'd been in.  

"Help I'm steppin' into the twilight zone

Place is a madhouse, feels like being cloned" 
 

He may be humming the song only because it's something that he had picked up on an oldies station hanging out with Daniel, and felt a little fitting.  "Okay seriously is this place always dead?"




(ooc: BEcause I derped and edited out the original question!  GAH!!!!))))

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[hungercity_hellhound]

Damien is sitting out and just watching the various types of people who are walking around while literally stuffing his face with potato chips. Junk food is so rare in Hunger City that he indulges here in the Nexus.

He smiles recognizing the song and starts singing along, probably because he's had a few drinks earlier.

My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go, now that I've gone too far?

The song was to close to home but the question gets him looking up from where he's sitting.

"I don't know about the rest of the place but the rockstars drank themselves under the tables a few hours ago."

[assaultingrocknroll]

The Autobot actually grins hearing the song. At least someone has the same sense of weird music as he did. And yes he will fully blame Spike and Daniel for that!

"So this place has decent jams?" Hey if he could meet musicians this strange place would be a million percent better than most places he's been to in the galaxy. "Or is that what it's called in Earth terms?" He's still learning Earth customs and hoping after the war he can convince Prime to let him stay.

[hungercity_hellhound]

Damien is still adjusting to the Nexus so his golden eyes get a little wide at the Autobot for a moment.

"Glam rock and punk in the crew I run with." He has stopped eating chips for a moment. "I've heard there are a lot of musicians here but I haven't met anyone else yet."

[assaultingrocknroll]

"So more Skid Row, Bon Jovi, Poison, and Ramones and Misfits? Or am I way off?" More of what Carlie liked than Spike, but it's still music. "I'll admit, still learning. It's not something that is common where I'm from."

[hungercity_hellhound]

This is really testing Damien since music is illegal and mostly destroyed in his own world. It's been a few weeks of crash course in human music with the bands. It takes some thinking.

"More T-Rex, New York Dolls, Hanoi Rocks, Sex Pistols." He nods uncertain. "Ramones, a little Judas Priest and Led Zeppelin." He thinks, but he could be wrong. "Music is illegal where I'm from but I've been listening to it now that I can."

[assaultingrocknroll]

Blaster puts those bands in his memory. "I have some selections that are a little better than Golden Earring if you want. I know what it's like to not know music. It doesn't really exist anywhere else that I've been." He holds out a hand glad he's mostly human sized, a little taller but not by much. "Blaster, of the Autobots."

[guitar_voodoo]

Playing his guitar on the Plaza seemed to be something Mick did regularly now because he often bumped into new people and engaged in interesting conversations. Dressed in a t-shirt and jeans the guitarist wasn't all glammed up in his smart silk threads today as he'd been drinking heavily the night before. Spending time with all these crazy Scandinavians had done it. The Hammers. Aarne and his crazy band of Norse men.

Plucking a few notes, the Brit looked up and then noticed the Cybertronian. He was getting well acquainted with such a species now since his conversations with Glit, Ravage and Soundwave. Decepticons, Autobots---Mick was becoming almost an expert on it all. The new bot began humming and then his question peeked the guitarist's interests.

"Not always. I can offer you a good tune if you wanted, mate?"

[assaultingrocknroll]

Blaster heard the notes and grinned at the guitarist. "Would be great, I've had this... Daniel called it an 'earworm' for a week now. Which is confusing me since I don't have ears." He knew that the term wasn't literal, but was interested in testing the waters to see how the people here were. At least he wasn't talking 'Tee-Vee' like Kup was trying to teach some of the other younger 'bots.

[guitar_voodoo]

"Earworm? Oh right. Well, I don't know much about that but I know a good song when I hear it. I'm Mick Ronno, lead guitarist for Ziggy and the Spiders from Mars. Nice to meet you. I've met a few more of you robot blokes before---uh, Ravage, Soundwave and Glit. All really nice bots."

Nodding, Mick wondered who Daniel was but just assumed it was the bot's friend. The question is what to play? The guitarist was a little hungover from the night before but he was never too ill to strike up a tune on his baby; his 1968 Gibson guitar. This bot seemed friendly enough.

"What sort of music are you into, mate? I'm mostly rock and glam rock to be specific. I can perform some aggressive dirty riffs if you're into that. Just need an amp and I'm away."

[assaultingrocknroll]

Blaster quirked his head. He knew Humans had weird group names, but as far as he knew. Mars didn't have spiders. Though he visibly tensed hearing Ravage and Soundwave's names. "There are Decepticons here..." And 'nice bots'? That didn't match up with what he knew at all.

When he pulled out the guitar Blaster shoved the thoughts of the Decepticons out of the front of his mind for now, though he might be scanning for radio chatter on frequencies he knew.

"I'm good with anything with a good beat. What kind of power do you need?" He was pretty sure he had the right jack, just had to be careful of how many amps to let through the cord. Apparently Earth tech couldn't handle too much of an output.

[guitar_voodoo]

"Yeah. Decepticons and Autobots. Which one are you? I can never tell."

He shrugged but was curious to know more about the new bot since he was being friendly and open enough to allow the guitarist to amp into him. Was "amp into" the correct word? Last time he tried that on Soundwave and he got told that was taboo. Well, you won't know until you ask, so Mick was smiling now. Even through a boozy haze he managed to find a pleased expression.

"Oh---uh around 300 Watts or so. Usually a slight bit higher since I go over the regulated wattage sometimes. Blow the amp. But if you're willing to let me plug in we can have some bloody good tunes. I promise I won't blow your circuits or anything."

Mick pulled out an electric cable from his pants pocket and jacked one end into his guitar the offering the other jacked end to the Cybertronian.

"I think it's polite to ask for your name before I jack into you? Just wanting to be polite, like."

[coldsong]

Oh, dear. Loki is familiar with that insignia, as well as the species he's looking at. It does seem that when one world gets access to the Nexus, closely parallel world follow swiftly. They may be seeing a number of Cybertronians of various factions and timelines. And it's not his place to open up diplomacy, should it be necessary (it probably will be), but in the interest of no one getting unpleasant surprises, it might be best if he makes it his business, in the short term.

His children are in the playground nearby, and he can keep an eye on them from here, and so he wanders closer, waits until a pause in the singing occurs, and answers: "Spoken like a true newcomer, I'm afraid. When this place isn't quiet like this, it takes a skillful hand to navigate it."

"But if it's music specifically you're longing for, you'll find we have a number of rock musicians in residence and visiting regularly."

[assaultingrocknroll]

"It's that obvious?" He looked at the man.

"Yeah, I may be the wrong bot for navigation. Communications are more fun than reading star charts."

"I am gathering that so far. You are not one?"

[coldsong]

"Well, it's a matter of me feeling compelled to warn you to be careful what you wish for, lest you get it." He smirks a little. "When it's peaceful, it's very, very peaceful, but when something happens it's always people getting transformed into their Halloween costumes or the universal translator failing, or something even more chaotic."

He shakes his head then. "Me? No, I'm musically trained, but I'm in no way a professional."

Pause. "...I do enjoy a bit of karaoke on occasion, though, I admit. There are a handful of music and karaoke bars around."

[assaultingrocknroll]

"Okay, so no wishing for things..." He wonders what could possibly go wrong, but will humor the man for now. "Got it."

"Ah," Blaster grinned. "I hear it's hard to be a professional with music as it is. But playing for fun can be just as rewarding with the right group."

He nodded. "I've been noticing that, there are a lot of entertainments here, may be interesting to check them out more when I know my way around a little more."

[coldsong]

Well, Loki didn't mean it literally, but he'll let it go for now. In any case, either the newcomer will learn or he won't, or maybe he'll even be lucky and miss anything dangerous.

"Generally speaking, I'm not the sort that plays well with others," Loki admits. "But you have a fair point. And yes, you should explore. The Plaza is quite safe, or I wouldn't bring them here." And he gestures over his shoulder to where four children are playing, two girls climbing over a set of monkey bars and one boy pushing another, a toddler, on a swing.

Turning back to the bot, he adds, "So...all that said, I came over because I felt compelled to warn you, in the interest of peace, that there are occasionally other Autobots here, as well as a Decepticon embassy. I'm better acquainted with the latter, and in fact consider them friends--and I would not want there to be any misunderstandings."

The 'oh and also Megatron is technically an Autobot for the moment and also my lover' is too much of a bombshell to drop right off the bat.

[soccerdrills]

The singing is what makes him glance over curiously, the fact that the one singing is a giant robot Drill Boy has not yet met is what has him scampering over. Seeing guys his size that he doesn't know is still such a novelty! He can't help but investigate.

"Nah there's usually more people hanging around here, but there's an ice cream place down one of the side streets that's giving away free samples of their new seasonal flavors," and if there's anything that draws a crowd, it's free ice cream. As long as you can eat it. Which Drill Boy can not. So he's not there.

"Hey are you one of those guys from that Cybertron place? Or are your from somewhere else?"

[assaultingrocknroll]

And Blaster would be flattered that someone thought that he was a giant. He didn't think he was THAT big but okay so humans were less than half his height he's still smaller than most of his fellow Autobots!

Blaster has tried some Organics foods before, but they don't sit right for his frame. "I'll pass on that, last time I tried human food, it really messed with me." He shrugged. "Though they make awesome drinks."

"I am. I'm getting the feeling I'm not the only one here. The others I've talked to haven't freaked out seeing me." He was glad for that, he hated it when they freaked out he wasn't that scary! "I'm guessing you're not. Because I don't remember the last time I have seen a frame without a Decepticon or Autobot insignia."

[soccerdrills]

"Yeah sugar's not really great for engines," he nods sadly. It's been his dream for ages to try pudding. But alas it's not meant to be. Sugar is absolute murder on engines. At least ones made on Earth. Speaking of which.

"Nope! I was built by humans on Earth, so not an Autobot or Decepticon. There's not many of us in my world so it's just... it's really cool seeing people who look kinda like me that I haven't met before. There's a bunch of Decepticons here already too. They seem pretty decent. Though..." he glances over his shoulder and lowers his voice, like he's ready to share some kind of secret, "I really think they should change their name because it makes them sound really untrustworthy..."

[assaultingrocknroll]

"Aw, we will have to find a way around that." Because there were some things that he really wanted to try, his human friends say they're awesome."

Blaster laughed at that. "Always thought that too honestly. Though Autobots doesn't sound that good either, when you're not a car in your alt mode."

oh no it's the smug junxies and their little princess (straight outta IDW by way of AU)

[soundwave_ascendant]

Golden Earring, Twilight Zone? Soundwave knows that song--he was on Earth in the 1980s, though that was a really long time ago. Or it would've been, if he hadn't been a few million years old. But things had changed enough since then that it seemed like a really long time.

Without really thinking about it, he starts playing the track. Also without really thinking about it, because he has been so much more chill since he started hanging around with Ziggy's friends, and especially since the May Eve party, he picks up Ravage, who was walking along beside him, and starts to dance with her. Laughing, she crosses her forepaws behind his neck and lets herself be dipped--she looks different from the last time Blaster would've seen her (or perhaps her counterpart), because she's had a frame refit. She's still a feliformer, but she's not a cassette any more, and she can easily move between bipedal and quadrupedal modes. And she'd be tall enough to come up to the midline of his tapedeck, if he were letting her stand on her own back paws.

The cougaraider who does look like Ravage, except that she's very green, and where Ravage's limbs were silver, hers are black, falls into a loaf, then puts her red paws over her optics and makes a face. Weirdly, she does have an Autobot badge on the shoulder Blaster can see, but she is also wearing a necklace with a symbol on it, one that denotes she's under the protection of the Cons.

None of this really answers Blaster's question, until Soundwave whirls around with Ravage and finds himself staring right into Blaster's optics.

He really should have noticed those brainwaves.

"Well," Ravage says in a sweet contralto that might have been a countertenor in another life, "you really get better at focusing every century, don't you, my love?"

Her eyes narrow. "There's an anti-violence field here," she tells Blaster, "and the war's over where we came from."

Oh no! ^_^

[assaultingrocknroll]

Wasn't that long ago for Blaster, Hell he still has the 80's Boombox frame! Someone DESPARATELY needs an upgrade!

Though Blaster does pause his song when he realized he knows the figures before him. He actually almost reaches for his weapons before he remembers, anti-violence field, moments before Ravage says something about it.

And... Did they just call Soundwave "My Love"...

Blaster.exe has stopped working...

Rebooting....

Luckily his voice is the last to reboot... so Enjoy making the Communication's Tech speechless.

[soundwave_ascendant]

Soundwave and Ravage wait for a moment or two. Then Soundwave tilts his head and looks at his counterpart quizzically.

"Query: what is Blaster's malfunction?"

Ravage sighs. "Pit if I know, last time I saw him was on the Lost Light, where he was hanging out with Getaway." She makes a face.

Slag, she thinks very loudly at Soundwave, we can't let him see Megatron unless we confirm he's an alternate. He'll tell Magnus and I don't want to deal with the fox right now.

[assaultingrocknroll]

"... Two are together?" Oh look! Vocals are back!

"You both look like you have gotten some upgrades." He realized that probably wasn't helping. "Lost Light?" He looked confused. "Last time I saw either of you... Grimlock was making things additionally difficult to keep a low profile." Okay so they shouldn't have let the Dinobots watch Godzilla. Not when they were freshly built!

[soundwave_ascendant]

Alternate confirmed, Ravi-brightspark? The two of them glanced into each other's optics, and she nodded, and he nodded with her, in the way conjunxes sometimes do.

"Alternate universe," Soundwave said after a moment. "Ravage was on the Lost Light for a year directly after the war ended. Co-captains: Rodimus of Nyon, Megatron of Tarn. And yes...we are together. It was a very long year, without her."

He pauses for a moment. If Blaster could see under his mask, he'd see a huge smirk. "We may also be together in your universe. Autobots tend to be surprised, due to lingering Functionist biases. Decepticons always know. I did encounter a version of myself who had lost her, but he was insane." He is, in fact, still holding Ravage, as he can't look her in the eye, even when she's bipedal, unless he does.

"Grimlock," Ravage says softly, "is a very good friend of mine. Of the Autobots, Pipes and Rosanna are here. They'll be glad to see you. I think they feel very outnumbered."

The small green feliformer leaps up onto Soundwave's shoulders and looks at Blaster through narrowed optics, as though she would very much like to hiss. She's probably not an adult.