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ximilia mods ([personal profile] ximilian) wrote in [community profile] ximiliugh2021-10-20 09:07 pm
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OCTOBER + NOVEMBER TDM.

T D M . 0 4

// PART I. a crimson dream  


… What are you willing to do to erase your regret from existence?

These are the words that ring in your ears, as a slowly growing red glow surrounds you in this dreamspace, filling you with an acute sense of dread — and whatever it is that you’ve just agreed to might have changed everything forever.

It is this sense of dream that startles you awake, and as it fades, and your heart begins to slow into something resembling your normal tempo, you'll notice something you should have picked up on immediately: you are not in your bed.

1.0   White walls, clinical yet clean, sparsely-furnished rooms. You may wake in one of three rooms: a room with only one bed, a room with two beds, or a room with four beds. Those waking up in rooms with more than one bed notice that they are not alone. Perhaps the other occupants of the room are still sleeping, dreaming the same dream as you just did, or a regular one after returning to the station just barely a week ago … or perhaps you wake up to the other person in the room watching you.

What you do is entirely up to you: yelping in surprise when you wake to someone staring at you is always an option. Or maybe you’ll try to sneak away before anyone notices you...


2.0   Those with life-threatening injuries will find themselves waking up in the infirmary, in a regular hospital bed. Most of their injuries have been treated, and any lingering illnesses or conditions will have designated medicine bottles on the table next to the bed.

White curtains surround the bed on both sides, providing an illusion of privacy. But is that a rustling sound you hear? A set of footsteps? Perhaps you’re not the only one in need of some medical attention.

In fact if you’re very badly off, you might want to hold out hope for some company - you can’t stay in the infirmary forever. You'll have to make your way through the hallways of the station to the living quarters, and claim a room and a bed there.

Once upright, you might notice something in your ear: an earpiece that, when you become aware of it, quickly runs you through the instructions for how to use the network, a recorded message by a female voice that explains exactly why you’re here… and leaves you with a map of the station.

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// PART II. hotel spacefornia  


So what else is there to do but to explore, right? Best get to know your way around your new home.

3.0   When trying to decide where you go, you might find your way to the armory, where you can make attempts to work the machine and create a weapon for yourself — maybe replace the one that didn’t come with you to the station ... or maybe you decide to prepare something for the future. Any recently-returned team members will surely recommend having a functional weapon with you.

And speaking of weapons: why not put them to the test and head over to the training room, where the entire purpose of this space is to provide you with opportunities to spar and train to your heart’s content!


4.0   After you’ve exhausted yourself from training, your stomach will prompt you for something to eat. For that you should head to the kitchens and the mess hall, which is equipped with all the basic appliances you might need, along with some more unusual ones (including an ... interesting-looking waffle maker and popcorn machine), as well as ingredients for most generic Earth-based dishes. For some reason, there are also some bags of now-cold popcorn left abandoned over the counters.


5.0   A welcome reprieve to the cold, dark space that surrounds you can be found in the sunlight room. A skillful illusion builds up around anyone who steps inside the room: you can hear the trilling of birds, feel a light breeze caress your skin as you walk through a grass field. The illusion has been programmed to reflect the seasons — the leaves in the trees are currently bright with all the colours of autumn: orange and red and yellow; and the air is crisp and clean. If you follow the path, you'll be led to a bridge rising over a sparkling, babbling brook, a few fallen leaves floating on the water and falling around you like very bright raindrops.

Here, it's easy to forget (for a moment, anyway) that you are in space at all. Maybe that gives you comfort, or maybe it just makes you miss the real thing all that much more.


6.0   If you’d rather choose tinkering with objects over wandering through nature, the lab is guaranteed to provide you with some entertainment. Glass vials and jars of chemicals sit on shelves in a surprisingly beautiful display of colour on one side of the room, while the other side of the room contains stacks of boxes filled with assorted equipment: cords, bolts, panels, buttons, gears, gadgets, gizmos, and thingamabobs. The downside is that the parts available seem to have no apparent method to their sorting. So get digging and you may just find exactly what you need to make what you’ve always wanted to!


7.0   Some time after your arrival, the earpiece alerts you to a new message. If it’s items you’re lacking, you may just be in luck.

// VIVECA.AI
Hi again, everyone. Those who’ve been here for longer know the deal, but to those new here: there’s a new supply drop. Hopefully you’ll find useful things there. If you made any requests for items, before, you should find them in a separate pile near the platform.

Indeed, the platform located near the personal quarters is still whirring with power, and new items form neat piles on top of it. There are clothes, shoes, dishware, skincare, books ... and in one pile, a varied collection of what seems to be Halloween decorations and costumes. So, sort through the piles and grab what you want before someone else does! (But don't forget: sharing is caring.)

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// PART III. trick or treat  


Whether you’re a quick study and you’ve become settled into life on the station, or you want to get the full lay of the land (in a manner of speaking) first, if you decide to explore the hall past the control room, you’ll eventually come across the simulation room. It’s been equipped with a new simulation to show you the drill where the missions are concerned, so step in and see what it has in store for you!

8.0   The moment the doors slide shut behind you, the space goes dark and then quickly lights up again, but instead of the blank empty walls you initially walked into, you’re surrounded by colour and lights, the sound of music and chatter, and the smells of deep-fried foods and overly sweet beverages. Someone calls, ‘Step right up, step right up!’ while another voice from somewhere starts to cheer as an electrical sound of a buzzer goes off, announcing its winner for prizes.

It seems that you’ve entered the Carnival simulation, so come on in and have a little fun.

There are booths spread out across these simulated grounds, each one offering food, drink or games. As you wander past you’ll notice that there is a touch of macabre to everything — the colours are black and orange and violet and red, the drinks offered have strange names, some you recognize like ‘Witch’s Brew’ and ‘Eye of Newt’, and some you might not, like ‘Viole(n)t Breeze’ and ‘Undead Essence’. It’s as though all of the things strange and wonderful find themselves spread across the entire universe to unite here.

Once you’ve had your fill of food and games, you can make your way past the little market area to a brightly glittering ferris wheel with carts rotating in a cycle, enticing you to try it out. Or if you’d rather be spooked, there is a hokey little ‘haunted mansion’ to your left that won’t take more than a handful of minutes to move through. Creatures and ghosts will pop out at you when you least expect it, their masked faces exaggerated with paint and some fairly realistic prosthetics to get the adrenaline pumping. Take a friend with you, or go it alone — just try to keep your cool through it all.


9.0   Eventually, once you’ve had your fill of the festivities, you may notice a wooden sign pointing you past the haunted mansion. Pressed on it is a round mark, and you remember that this is simulating a mission — you’re not here to just have fun, but to try and retrieve a simulated orb.

As you follow the path, you’ll find the hustle and bustle of the carnival growing quieter. All around you, there is nothing but woods — and hold on, where did all that mist come from? It surrounds you slowly, the ground seeming slightly damp as you keep walking… and arrive at a graveyard.

So the orb… it’s there, hidden in one of the graves? There’s nothing else to do but to start walking and looking at the gravestones — but when you do, you’ll be shocked to find some of the names are terribly, terribly familiar.

They might be names of your loved ones, people who were still in perfect health back home; and yet here those stones bear their names, along with an epitaph that brings tears to your eyes. And if you move closer… you may experience a flash of colour and light, and a memory suddenly plays out in front of you: the death of your loved one, whoever that may be.

Or perhaps the name you see on a gravestone is something else even more familiar to you: your own. But ... how, right? Reluctantly, your heart pounding, you approach with tentative steps, and yes — the name does not change. It's yours right there ... and it's your own death that you witness when the grave’s spell binds you.


N O T E:   The deaths witnessed are intended to be non-canon deaths, so feel free to go wild inventing them -- this also goes for characters who are canonically dead. These are “alternate universe deaths”, not canon.

Additionally, there are three personal tasks provided to each character as they enter the simulation. In-game, each character will be given one task. For the purposes of the test drive, we’re leaving it to players to pick a task for their character and run with it.

A   Find the grave of a teammate and witness their death.

B   Team up with a fellow Orber win in one of the Carnival games.

C   Scare a teammate in the haunted house.

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F Y I

TDM threads can be considered game canon so long as all parties involved agree to it.
This TDM covers both October and November, so there will be no new TDM for November.
TDM threads can be used as samples for apps. In fact, we encourage it!
Reserves are currently open!
Apps open October 27 and will remain open until November 30.
For any questions regarding TDM, please direct them here. For questions about the game, please refer to the FAQ.

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FOR SOME FUN:

Have a clue for your upcoming mission:
“I’m going to bed, where I may die.”


NAV

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[personal profile] justlethal 2021-12-20 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Gamora isn't entirely certain that anyone would want to eat anything that she cooked or baked. She can survive, but like her childhood, her fare is more basic. Perhaps a bit more colourful since traveling with Peter, but it wouldn't win her any awards.]

So long as you do not ask me to cook you anything in turn.
hatejakku: (wow)

lmao 1.0

[personal profile] hatejakku 2021-12-20 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Finn... stops in his tracks and... blinks. Blinks again. Connects a dot or two. Fusses. ]

I knew you weren't okay. Please tell me you didn't hit your head aga- What are you wearing?

[ The new outfit cuts through the instant panic, making him stop on his very quick approach of- of James. But then he looks closer.

Others could probably see it. Maybe he looks younger, different haircut, something. But Finn looks into the Force, and the person he sees is... not James Tiberius Kirk.

His brow furrows, his body going rigid, his position subtly becoming a stance, voice going hard- ]


Who are you?

[ If he had a few more brain cells dots to connect, he'd remember that McCoy has a twin on the station, too. ]
hindsights: (ck008)

5.0

[personal profile] hindsights 2021-12-20 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[cal's not really used to this ship yet, but being on a space ship isn't unfamiliar as much as he misses the mantis, greez and cere. he shakes his head though, glad that he has bd-1 here at least with him.

that very robot is what he's working on, fixing a broken join in his left leg. the robot turns its eyes toward the newcomer, letting out a trill of 'beep, boop, boop.']
Beedee says it's rude to stare. [cal says but his tone's light, almost amused as he's setting the tools he's using to weld the joint down. ] I was just fixing his leg. He hurt it when we arrived.
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[personal profile] nevercease 2021-12-20 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
( The speed with which the other man shifts from familiar welcome to deep suspicion put Steve immediately on edge, as if he weren't already glancing over that ridge. The man's rigid stance, like he's ready for a fight, just add to his questions.

Lifting his hands, he begins, slowly, )


I just got here. Okay, I just woke up in- in a room I've never seen before, in wherever the Hell this place is.
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[personal profile] nevercease 2021-12-20 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
( Steve looks dubiously at the little automaton--Is that the word for it?--and then back at its mechanician, raising a skeptical eyebrow. )

'He'?
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[personal profile] hindsights 2021-12-20 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
[beedee lets out a trill and a serious of beeps, before sullenly turning around as cal lets out a laugh.] Don't be sore. [cal nudges the robot with his knuckle before turning back to the very confused man.]

Well, yeah. At least he said he's a he? And who am I to tell him he's not, you know? That's rude.
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[personal profile] nevercease 2021-12-20 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
Oh right, right. ( haha, what the Hell. Okaaaay, turning his attention onto the man versus the machine, feeling slightly like he's seen behind the curtain at a traveling sideshow act, )

So that's Beedee, and you are-?
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[personal profile] dichotomized 2021-12-20 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Spock had already been prepared to treat these missions with caution, but a reminder of danger and potential death from someone he'd once temporarily lost is a reminder that will stick. He doesn't want to watch Jim die a second time.

"I intended to look into all of that before fully committing myself to assisting them. I question whether they are benevolent in their offers or simply desperate for our help."

He finds himself accepting that many beings do not behave logically or honestly, but at least he is here with no less than one person he knows he can trust. Together, they can figure out the truth behind all of this.

"How much power do they wield unchecked here?"
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[personal profile] hatejakku 2021-12-20 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Finn looks him up and down and easily sees that he's telling the truth. More so, the guy is a bit freaked out... Or a lot freaked out.

He's a newcomer. It's... weird and genuinely disconcerting how much he looks like James (physically, at least), but Finn tries his best to let that go and relax. Tries and doesn't entirely succeed. ]


You-... [ Deep breath. ] I'm sorry. You just... look a lot like someone I know. I'm sorry.

Um- You heard the voices, right? Before you woke up?

[ It's slightly rhetorical, but Finn gives not!James a second to collect himself. ]
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[personal profile] dichotomized 2021-12-20 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Commander Spock of Starfleet." He's actually a little relieved that he hasn't been met with the usual human attempt at a handshake that tends to come with an introduction.

"There are no pardons required. If this is your first time in space, I am told that there is adjustment required when one is unprepared."

That seems like the right word to cover a variety of possibilities, from someone who simply hasn't planned on being in space to someone raised in a time or place where space travel hadn't seemed as near a possibility as it had always been to Spock on Vulcan.
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[personal profile] nevercease 2021-12-20 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
( Like someone he knows? What does that mean?

At least the other man has calmed somewhat, that eases an immediate concern. )


Voices?

( It's automatic, because he remembers it suddenly: the ear-splitting roar of that explosive blast, the heat and percussive force that must've knocked him senseless, and in the silence of the white that had followed, blotting out all else, What are you willing to do...

Steve cautiously drops his hands to his sides, bewildered. )


Yeah. You heard them too?
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[personal profile] hatejakku 2021-12-20 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ This is going to take some getting used to. Like a whole lot of it. Sure, it's easier to try focusing on him in the Force but seeing double isn't the best way to go about his day, if he's honest.

But this is fine. It's fine. It's weird but it's fine. ]


We all did. Those voices brought us here...

My name's Finn.
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[personal profile] hindsights 2021-12-20 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[where cal's standing, this is normal, buddy.

his journey from bracca through everything with the holocron has taught cal not to be so suspicious, to not try to keep his head down at all times and push people away. so--]
Cal. Cal Kestis. [he holds out his hand for a handshake.]

Beedee'll warm up eventually. [but he's still off sulking for now.]
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[personal profile] deathpending 2021-12-20 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
'A pleasure, Commander.' What on Earth is Starfleet? The name offers some clue, but... the idea of being in space is so beyond Jon's own capacity. The world is big enough, but to comprehend sailing into the stars...

No, he has little reason to offer more than a polite acknowledgement. The man does not smell quite human, and Jon would hate to offend. 'That, it would be. Space travel is not quite usual in my experience.' Or at all! 'You seem experienced, what would be your recommendations?'
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[personal profile] nevercease 2021-12-20 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
Steve.

( First names, alright, he can work with that. Better, honestly, as this has stopped feeling like an interrogation, more like a regular conversation, even if Finn's still looking at him a bit like he's grown a second head.

Steve takes a second, because he's also still digesting 'the voices brought us here', feeling expected to understand precisely what that means and frustrated that he doesn't. He presses his palms together before him, feeling the leather of his gloves strain, and tries to be calm when he asks: )


What do you mean, 'brought us here', where is 'here'? Where are we, Finn?
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[personal profile] nevercease 2021-12-20 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
( After a beat, he takes Cal's hand in a brief, firm shake, his fingers cold. )

Steve Trevor.

I'm sure he will- ( too quick to be serious, because he's pressing on: ) Where did you come from?
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[personal profile] hatejakku 2021-12-20 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Steve. Okay. Steve. That's Steve. Steve Steve Steve. He can do this. This is fine.

But, right, yeah, back to the point. ]


This is the Ximilia. It's a station in uncharted space. As far as we can tell, we're not even in any galaxy.

The transporter- [ He nods to another room, not taking his eyes off of him. ] -takes us to and from missions on different planets. It's the only way off, we think. The airlocks don't seem to work.
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[personal profile] nevercease 2021-12-20 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
( Belatedly it occurs to him that the female voice in the earpiece had said something similar about the station, but unlike Finn, she hadn't gone into much detail. Half of it makes no sense at all, something out of science fiction, I've been dropped into an H.G. Wells novel, as Steve looks suddenly pale. )

We're in- ( Don't get shrill, don't- so his voice drops to an urgent hiss of a whisper, completely gobsmacked: ) We're really in space? That-

( A kind of floppy wave at the windows and the darkness beyond them, ) That out there is outer space?
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[personal profile] aurable 2021-12-20 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
We should count ourselves lucky to be back in your skilled, not tender, but capable hands, doc. [ The kiss had been the anticipated outcome, but when it happened, every circuit in Drift's body fired off with a sudden charge. Ratchet tried to keep things brief, but Drift chased the kiss before the other could pull away. His finials perked and twitched upright, and if he were able, Drift would be purring like a turbofox right then and there.

A mild frown is the only protest when Ratchet pulls away, but Drift beams once more at Ratchet's mutual enthusiasm to get out of here. The pile of equipment lays forgotten as they sidestep it, and Drift leads them out of the infirmary. ]


Ratty, my love, I'll do more than just recharge hot. [ And without warning, Drift bent just at the right angle to sweep one arm under the medic's legs, catching his back with the other. Hoisting Ratchet into his arms to literally sweep him off his feet. ]
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[personal profile] winscenario 2021-12-20 12:34 pm (UTC)(link)
That was just the one time, Spock. God, a guy can't even die once...

"I'm more inclined to believe the latter than the former," he admits, a hand resting on the working table of the lab. He is well aware that Viveca can listen to them always, hear what they are saying, and it is possible that they're all being spied on, but Jim doesn't care, he has never made his doubts and opinions about all this a secret and he's not about to start now.

He lets out a sigh at the question, his other hand coming up to rub over his own eyes. "Ah, that's... a complicated question. The station seems to be running on low amounts of energy in itself, but the orbs are incredibly powerful, and during prior visits to the North Wing, we got to see that they have the means to contain that power. It's likely they're using a good amount of the station's energy to achieve that, and I wonder... how long until they find the means to wield the orbs' power for their own purposes. Which comes with a whole new set of issues, if the orbs are sentient as we believe they are."
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[personal profile] chevroned 2021-12-20 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ drift's enthusiasm, as usual, makes some instinctive part of ratchet want to be even grouchier to offset it, but these days, it's also stupidly endearing. he kind of wants to kiss him again, but that can wait until they're behind closed doors and not in full sight of whoever decides to wander through the door looking for a weld or a bandage.

they're out in the corridor and ratchet's minding his own damn feet when said feet are abruptly swept out from under him, startling him so badly his ambulance lights go off for several seconds before he can switch them forcefully off. he's left gaping in drift's arms, eyes wide and expression stunned. ]


What-- [ ratchet is not a small mech. sure, drift usually has a little height on him, but ratchet's sturdy, built to transport patients if he needs to. the fact that drift so easily picks him up is both strangely attractive and incredibly embarrassing. they're in public around a bunch of organics, for crying out loud. ] Drift, you-- put me down, you grinning menace, I can walk.
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[personal profile] aurable 2021-12-20 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm aware you can walk, I've just chosen to momentarily clear that inconvenient reality from my mind. [ The grinning menance in question responds airly. As though explaining some obscure tenant of Spectralism that likewise irritated Ratchet to no end. ]

Now stop moving, I'd be spark broken to drop you and dent anything.

[ It took a little trial and error with some dicey weight adjustment before Drift found his footing. With an armful of crotchety conjux Drift confidentially marched through the halls to the living quarters wing. Sparring what was left of Ratchet's dignity as he let the other mech down outside the door. ]

Try not to have any high expectations. [ Drift warns before leading Ratchet inside.

The room itself was spartan with only a double bed converted to a recharge berth against the back wall, a rack for Drift's swords, and a desk with an eclectic collection of various crystals and a weapon cleaning kit. ]


I've been meaning to redecorate.
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[personal profile] chevroned 2021-12-20 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ a "small" fist-fight. he's going to have to ask viveca how much damage the two of them caused, probably. he doubts he'd get a straight answer out of either of these two knuckleheads.

the grim expression takes him by surprise, though, and he folds his arms across his windshield, mouth pinching. just what regret is drift apparently trying to undo? and why the hell is megatron so unhappy about it? ]


I'm going to want to kick his aft for whatever it is, aren't I? [ he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. ] Well, lay it on me.
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[personal profile] chevroned 2021-12-20 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he vents a startled breath as drift chooses not to put him down, and instead starts moving, hooking his arms over the other mech's shoulders to keep himself steady. this is embarrassing, which he lets drift know in no uncertain terms, muttered under his breath as his partner carries him the entire way to their berthroom.

when he's finally set down on his own two feet again, he promptly jabs drift in the arm, faceplates still burning faintly. ]
Ridiculous. Carrying around an old mech like me like I'm some delicate newspark--

[ but he steps into the room and pauses in the middle of it, taking in the sparse look of it, snorting at the sight of the crystals. he steps to the desk and nudges some items aside, promptly removing a datapad from his subspace and setting it down. .. there, that'll do for now. he didn't really come with much else, but he's sure the longer they're here, the more they'll make it their space.

he turns back to drift again and spreads his hands. ]
Well, come here, then.
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[personal profile] flickerandfade 2021-12-20 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Megatron has never been the best at letting people down gently, so he decides to go for the blunt approach. Ratchet is not the type of mech to appreciate beating around the bush in any case. ]

He arrived here following your funeral. Age-related spark burnout, no doubt exacerbated by your refusal to ever take a vacation. He got dragged here in the immediate aftermath of your funeral, from what I can tell. He never had time to properly mourn or process his grief. He's been putting himself in unnecessary danger. Offered up his own spark energy to one of the orbs so we could get it back aboard the station.

[ He's not judging you, Ratchet. Just telling you what he knows. ]

He thinks if he takes another chance at the quantum coinflip he can end up in the other reality, where all of us are still wandering around the universe having adventures.

[ Megatron is tired, frustrated, and as Ratchet has surmised, deeply depressed. Still, he summons some indignation about Drift being a complete idiot about life. And some of that weariness and grief seeps into his voice as he speaks about the might-have-beens of their past. THe path that he didn't walk and sometimes dearly wishes he did.

He tries not to think about it. ]