Some out of the way and oppressed world. A city wall. We will rock you.

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The siege has worn the people down. Spirits in the city are low and grey despite the food that was recently brought by that pair of unlikely looking saviors. What could you really expect from some sort of giant metal creature, and a little elf thing with a face pierced by curving bits of jewelery that make civilized people shudder to look at them?

Still, the little one has shown remarkable skill in bullying the city guard into shape, and now she and her metal friend have them standing on the wall, her black hair blowing in the wind as she stamps on the metal one's shoulder and claps. Soon the entire city has stopped and is staring in wonder. The beat swells as the guardsmen join in, fearless and proud, throwing a challenge to the beings who've held them locked within these walls for so many years.

And then Mornbein starts to sing, her voice a carrying roar that soon finds echo from the throats of the massive guardsmen all around her.

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"Orian Pax." The half Czarnian circles him, frowning slightly. "Sold right off the production line.... Slagging Quintessons."

[towby.livejournal.com]

*Towby's from the RiD verse so that name just falls flat...and the quintesson thing just makes her look confused* Who's that? And what are quitessons? *she asks feeling like it's something she should know*

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"In some realities he's the guy that wound up bein' Optimus Prime. 'N Quintessons're the fraggin' bastiches that enslaved Transformers some time're other in a lotta those realities." She turns and frowns at the others, looking for a pink femme who looks like she's wearing a ponytail. And there she is. "Ariel."

[towby.livejournal.com]

Optimus? ...wow. *part of Towby's programming's come up with warnings...she just ignores them and forces her programming to think of him as simply Orion not the autobot leader aka. the guys who's trailer she loves to steal*

*Towby growled at that* I'd happilly teach them not to do that. *she hissed*

Ariel? Who's Ariel...is that a washing powder?


((This thing hates me))