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1. COMMENT WITH A JOURNAL OF A CHARACTER YOU'VE THOUGHT OF APPING AS THOUGH THEY'RE ALREADY IN CNC
2. TAG AROUND WITH NEW JOURNALS OR OLD!
3. APP THEM ALL NOW!
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Comments

[seekerfemme]

[Good thing she's not wearing her D-con leather jacket with the symbol on the back. Nope, it's a snazzy wool coat.]

Thought not.

The designation's Slipstream.

[jacksfirst]

[And the name's not familiar.]

Arcee. [Watching her for any sort of reaction.]

[seekerfemme]

[The reaction is a raised eyebrow.

She thinks she recalls that name. It's vaguely familiar. When she speaks, it's in Cybertronian. A different dialect, a different accent. But still recognizable.]

Welcome to the City.

[jacksfirst]

[Arcee debates for a moment between pretending to not understand and just right out answering.

However, when she does speak again it's also in Cybertronian.]

Hadn't exactly expected to meet another Cybertronian here. Although I shouldn't be surprised.

[seekerfemme]

[Her voice is almost sad when she speaks. Despondent.]

There were more of us, once. But they were all sent back, over time. Except perhaps for Vector Prime, but I haven't heard from him lately.

[jacksfirst]

[Oh there's a word that catches Arcee's attention. She jerks upright a bit.]

Another Prime? But they're all...gone.

[seekerfemme]

[She'll answer after a minute of staring at the City.]

Perhaps in your timeline.

What is Megatron's altmode?

[jacksfirst]

He's still a Cybertronian jet.

Why?

[seekerfemme]

Ah. Different version of things, then. In my version of it, he's a helicopter.

[Shruuug.]

Vector Prime is from yet another timeline, though he would say that he's essentially in all of them.

[jacksfirst]

[Arcee closes her eyes and rubs her head.]

Primus.

[seekerfemme]

Speaking of Primus. He doesn't much figure into my universe.

[Turning to look at her again.]

When both factions were here previously, we had a truce of sorts.

[jacksfirst]

But he--

What? A truce with Decepticons? Why would-- Optimus' orders, correct?

[Someone does not look the least bit pleased by this.]

[seekerfemme]

There were too few of us. Are too few of us.

[Making an unpleased face.]

And going offline isn't permanent, here. There wasn't much point.

[jacksfirst]

[She looks pretty skeptical here.]

Not permanent? How can extinguishing a spark not be permanent?

[seekerfemme]

The 'Porter just brings us back. Not just Cybertronians, but all Imports. Usually.

[jacksfirst]

[Muttered mostly to herself.]

And there go plans of revenge should Airachnid or Starscream show up.

[seekerfemme]

[Perks up a little at the mention of Starscream. For some reason.]

Well, nobody's stopping you here. You could always have your revenge more than once!

[jacksfirst]

It would mean nothing if they just came back. It's not the same. It's not like what they did to my partners.

[She grinds her teeth, both hands balling into fists in her lap.]

[seekerfemme]

[Nodding absently over here.]

It would lose the satisfaction after the second or third time, wouldn't it.

[jacksfirst]

[Arcee shoots Slipstream a disdainful look.]

I honestly don't see how Optimus thinks you 'Cons can be redeemed.

[seekerfemme]

[Rude noise.]

Who said any of us wanted to be "redeemed?" To be honest, I could hardly care less for the war.

[jacksfirst]

He seems to think you lot can be and that it's the only way to find peace.

Sometimes I wonder, especially after Starscream's plea to join us... If he hadn't let me know-- If I hadn't lost my temper--

[She growls and punches the space between herself and Slipstream.]

[seekerfemme]

[Eyebrows. So raised.]

Starscream asked to join the Autobots?

[jacksfirst]

Yes. But we all know he's a lying a gearshaft so it's possible it was just to save his own skin. He might have just turned on us the moment he got a chance.

[Her shoulders slump as she lets out a deep sigh.]

Or he could have been telling the truth.

[seekerfemme]

It would be very strange if he didn't turn on you. Unless he's the inverse one, who was here very shortly.

[Mirroring that posture. She sighs, too.]