We are a literate, intermediate to advanced AU Transformers RPG Based off of the first season of TFP with dashes of other incarnations sprinkled here or there. Characters from any continuity are welcome however must be restyled to match the TFPrime universe.
Active, with ongoing plotlines, we are always willing to integrate new characters into storylines once incorporated into the setting.
Vega had taken a mild interest in star formations in her early years, but is was just another thing her profession had her document really. Now it was for a more recreational purpose. Stars that she had seen countless times were out of sight, and others had completely shifted to different alignments. Flamesnort excitedly piped up at her mention of the formation quickly turning to the yPad. He flicked passed a few other notable astrological points of interest before he found what he was looking for.
Vega was not well versed in Earthling vocabulary and the nuances it came with either, and gave a small nod as he read off the given name for the star formation. "I believe that suffices." Flamesnort then began voicing his thoughts aloud, only getting so far before his thoughts became lost to him - to his mild embarrassment. Vega chuckled softly, a laugh not directly at him, but from the fact it was quite relatable. "It happens to the best of us." She assured him gently.
The her company sat upright reaching the yPad to hold it up skyward. He shifted this way and that as he searched for whatever it was he was looking for. A few moments of his search before he proudly exclaimed he found it. Draco he said it was. Vega took the yPad as she looked over his find: a cluster of 14 stars, 11 of which strung together in a line with the 11th and three remaining forming the 'head' of the formation. Vega's lips upturned slight at this.
"I'm certain that doesn't come from a place of conceded thought." She teased handing the screen back to him. "What is next?"
“I’m never conceited!” Flamesnort declared with amusement. “There isn't enough ego left to go around.” He further added jokingly. In his estimation, there was far too much ego floating around in Blackridge as it was. Out in the open with this delightful femme, there was a refreshing scarcity of conceit. Of course the mech did have some pride, he knew what he alone could do, and others could not, but he was of the low castes, and he preferred to let his actions boast for him. They were more sincere.
“Well next is Mu Draconis.” Some brief commands for the telescope and it was zooming in one particular star of the Draco constellation. But under such scrutiny, the star would real itself to be a multiple star system, consisting of a primary, a binary pair, and a tertiary, four stars dancing in their gravity wells. “Fantastic!” Flamesnort whispered before eventually allowing Vega her turn. The yPad showed clearly how the four celestial bodies orbited their common center in slow procession.
Flamesnort only vaguely knew about binary systems before he left Cybertron, or indeed up until a couple of days ago when he was finally rescued from his solitude. His return to the fold had brought access to a wealth of data, including the heavens above. A brief reminisce of his return brought some further curiosity. “Vega, how long have been here on Earth?”
Vega laughed, drawing a hand over her mouth to politely stifle the sound. Even if they were alone in this moment civility was something one should practice even in one's own company (at least she believed so). She wouldn't say it aloud but Vega was inclined to agree with Flamesnort's statement. Far too many of their ilk prided themselves on...themselves rather than their work or their actions.
Quickly pushing that notion aside Flamesnort moved along in their long distance tour, a specific star in the formation they were focused on. But to her delight it was not a singular point, rather a small cluster of four stars. Flamesnort happily exclaimed under his breath before offering Vega to see, the four bodies almost dancing around their grounded points on space. It was breathtaking. Even if her life's work was mapping the stars, and she knew quite a lot about them, space never ceased to amaze her.
Flamesnort spoke again, asking her how long she had been on this planet. Offering the yPad back to him she pondered a moment before replying. "A month give or take...nearly a month and a half actually. Space bridged straight from Cybertron, had been broadcasting distress signals for ages and one finally got through to Earth. Don't know if we'd have made it much longer" We.
It still felt bitter, knowing she and her friend had overcome so much only for her to truly make it out the other side. She quickly pushed those thoughts away turning again to her company. "What about yourself? How long have you been planet side?"
Just a month? Flamesnort dwelled on this for a moment. It would mean Vega saw Cybertron most recently, at the planets very worst. She would likely have answers to some questions he still had, but he decided to hold off. It would likely be too depressing and he didn't want to ruin the night.
“One million years give or take.” Flamesnort turned to face Vega, to watch his reply settle in. “I was a sentry for one of the energon caches here on this mudball. I was supposed to be in stasis the whole time but a malfunctioning chronometer on the pod kept waking me up at random intervals. I learned astronomy in an attempt to measure the passage of time.” At this Flamesnort shrugged nonchalantly. “My count was out by over a third.” He admitted with a slight chuckle.
He took his turn to peer through the telescope. Even with the extreme magnification it afforded, the stars were still just points of lights, no more than holes in the dark blanket of the night sky. The cluster of four he was looking at due to their differing luminosity could have still been any four stars simply sharing the same line of sight. Somehow he was a little disappointed though he didn't know what he was expecting.
“The theory of building a calendar based on the relative positions of the fourth, fifth, and sixth planets is only simple until the maths is attempted. Not my forte.” He had been tenacious, but even a tiny error in measurement made a huge difference with the numbers he was crunching. “Considering the ride down to this planet, I am thankful for only a faulty chronometer”.