Quantum Entanglement

Trypticon Command Center

Once you enter this gigantic room, the first thing you see is the computer on the north wall. The main computer is Trypticon himself, regularly checking the perimeter defenses of the city. The viewer currently shows an exterior shot of the outside of the city. Several other monitors show various other views, still more display computer graphics to do with Trypticon's status, giving the viewer the current situation around the Earth at a split second's notice. Along the other walls are computer terminals that can be used to pull data from the main computer core. On the south wall is a large purple Decepticon symbol.

Contents: Quantum Overbite Motormaster Galvatron Trypticon Base Computer Spacebridge Terminus 

Obvious exits: East  leads to Trypticon Communications Center. West  leads to Security. Down  leads to Trypticon Main Hallway.

Today, the Trypticon Command Center is deceptively bustling. Everything is quiet and thus appears fairly normal. Indeed, two seekers guard the entry to the structure and various clerical personnel hustle and bustle about doing their thing as could be expected. What is somewhat abnormal however, are the splashing sounds audible from the back of the facility. When one enters, a very large structure has been erected. It is roughly square in shape with the depth of several meters; and is bubbling with a blue liquid in it -- energon. One might need to do a doubletake, but one is looking at an Energon hot tub. Galvatron is currently laying back in it, both hands extended in opposite directions. A pastel colored seeker by the name of Flunky is polishing his fusion cannon, while another is refilling his glass of high grade fuel. It is good to be a Tyrant. The rest of the command center is pointedly trying to ignore this. Of note, is a large toy cyber-duck that is floating in the bath.

Overbite happens to be in the Command Center, paying no attention to the display of extravagance. It doesn't bother him though. After all, he has to hang out with Skalor, who is like Blot but with a looser oil pan. He goes about his duties quietly, noting that none of the other Seacons are around at the moment. Is someone going to declare them MIA?

Redshift is trepidant to interrupt thier leige during such a public display of royal power, but the urgency of the situation demands it. The small red spacer clears his throat to announce his presence, and snaps a quick salute to thier commander-in-chief. "Lord Galvatron! I loath to interrupt your relaxation, but I have a matter of some import that I have brought for you to deal with as you see fit..." He says, stpping gingerly aside to reveal another small Transformer. "This one was located in the frigid outer reaches of the solar system. In stasis for reasons known only to himself, he bears the insiginia of your army, and so I present him to you for your approval."

Quantum enters into full vision when presented. He looks.... very different from a normal transformer. Just in his geometric makeup. He waits for Galvatron to speak first, the visor's single red eye sweeping back and fourth continuously. No obvious weapons. He glances at Redshift but doesn't say anything. He finds Overbite's presence not at all unwanted, if a little different to himself. He is tall, very narrow, but very ornate in his geometric construction. He inclines his head a moment later as one would appropriately do when presented before royalty.

"A shameful retreat, or the return of a conquering HERO, I wonder?" Motormaster rumbles as he looks up from a report he's being presented by one of the Decepticon ground troops. He shoves the reporting Battlecharger casually out of the way with one arm and swaggers over to the spacers. "Your CODENAME, spindle?! And a salute, if you're not too BUSY. You're in the presence of your Emperor... or if you're not who Redshift thinks you are, your DOOM."

At first, Galvatron does not reply to Redshift at all. He just looks at him, and looks at Quantum; bearing a particularialy withering gaze towards Redshift. Finally, his fusion cannon hand gestures and Flunky ceases his polishing. Then he sets his 'glass' down on a side table and gives both a withering glance some more. Finally, he reaches to the water and seizes the cyber-waterfowl and points it at Quantum. He squeezes the creature repeatedly.

"QUACK!"

"Quack, Quack! Quack Quack Quack!"

Flunky looks suddenly agast. "Do I have to?" He asks. Galvatron promptly backhands him with the other hand, and with a sigh, the seeker stands up; rubbing his head. "Lord Galvatron is expecting you to 'come out with it' as you were. To explain whom you are, your appearance, and what you are doing here and where you were. He also wishes to inform you of his displeasure at your lack of protocol."

Galvatron settles back into the bath and lets the duck resume floating.

"Very good, Flunky!" He says. "And quite succinct, Motormaster. Kneel in the presence of your better, newcomer, and answer my questions!"

Quantum answers without a pause, kneeling willingly. "My code name is Quantum. When I was last active an emperor had not yet been proclaimed, so I am unfamiliar with your salute. My involvement previously in your cause was minimal, I went into stasis in the opening years of the civil war, so my appearance here and now is neither a shameful retreat or the return of a conquering hero." He explains this very calmly. His christopher wisher (davros's voice actor) voice is very sedate and flat. He pauses, collects his thoughts, and explains. "I was part of a project to attempt to create synthetic energon through terraformation. My functions are varied but my primary functions are all science related. I am fluent in both energy weapon engineering and nuclear sciences, your most royal highness."

Redshift inclines his frame in a respectful bow, and carefully steps back. It is not typical of Redshift to try to blend in with the background, but he has expereinced Galvatron's fury first-hand on more than one occasion. "Found upon a frozen moon of this sytem's sixth planet, designation Hytherion, your eminence."

Overbite keeps silent as the newcomer is interrogated, though he does give him a nod of acknowledgement. He keeps one optic on the monitors and one on the discussion.

Motormaster steps back from the spacers and folds his arms, nodding approvingly at the prostration, but narrowing his eyes at the curriculum vitae. "Hn. Nuclear sciences. One of Shockwave's men. Didn't know where Cybertron is orbiting these days? Or did you seek out the Supreme Leader on PURPOSE?"

Galvatron regards Quantum solely now. With a splash he reaches towards the duck and points it at Redshift this time. He squeezes it and the thing emits a sharp "QUACK!" and Flunky offers a smile. "Lord Galvatron says that you are annoying and is asking the newcomer, but the information is useful." The duck quacks approvingly, and then is permitted to float on it's merry way again.

Galvatron tilts his head to the side; crimson optics narrowing as he surveys Quantum from the feet all the way up to his head. "Hrrm." He says, after he has completed his listening. "If your involvement is minimal, how do I know that you will be useful to me now and earn your energon upkeep?" He leans over and grasps the duck again, pointing it at Flunky. He squeezes it. "Quackquack." Flunky emits a sigh, and dissapears out the command center door.

Meanwhile, Galvatron gestures around the command center. "So, by your own admission you are not so useful as a combatant. That is all well and good, I am a benevolent Emperor, but all must still do their part!" Flunky returns, carrying one of Galvatron's backup fusion cannons. This is the one that failed on him recently due to severe damage and is charred, broken and altogeather non-functional. Flunky drops it in front of Quantum with a smirk.

"You are a nuclear scientist and a weapons engineer. So, prove your value and fix my weapon. Fusion cannons should be quite simple." The reality is not so much. The weapon is quite toasted, but is repairable.

Galvatron also turns his head towards Motormaster. "You will answer his question also."

This is all very interesting to Overbite. But still, he does not interrupt, for his Emperor is in a sort of mood that requires one to walk on eggshells. Watching the newcomer demonstrate his skills in repair work does interest him, however, and he stares intently.

Quantum handling the borked device, Quantum's eye visor turns blue as he sensor probes the weapon, examining it. "It is by chance that I arrive here and now. When my ship first arrived here, this planet that we are now on was not yet suitable for life. Commencing repairs, your imminence." He turns the weapon over a few times then commences work on it. He is extremely systematic, and examines with his sensory arrays every single part, removing parts that are broken so badly that they must be completely replaced if he finds any. It is immediately apparent that he knows what he is doing, but this task will take more than 1 post to accomplish due to how borked the fusion cannon is. At one point he quotes a moderately long but relatively uncomplicated physics equation to himself as if trying to remember something specific or doing some form of math in his head. His attention is entirely upon the task of fixing the weapon. He speaks suddenly. "There is a possibility that I may be able to improve general functionality of this device by 1 to 3 percent." He continues to work on the device.

Galvatron settles back in his energon bath to watch Quantum work; keeping his thoughts to himself for a moment. "If you require any additional components, simply order Flunky to fetch him and he will do so to the best of his ability. Correct, Flunky?" The pastel colored seeker nods; watching Quantum also. Galvatron's eye ridges raise partially. "Then do so, if you are able. Should you be successful in this affair, you have one more test to pass and I will welcome you with open arms."

"Although your usefulness in the BATTLEFIELD is yet to be proven, it seems," Motormaster grumbles, sounding a little jealous.

Quantum when he has finished the assessment, he looks to Flunky. "I will require a new-" names several parts. "I wish you to have these broken parts melted down and the metal reclaimed. If that is in accordance with his imminence's desires." Quantum continues to work on the device. "There is a possibility of the fusion beam this weapon produces becoming a multitargetted weapon if a crystalloid material were to be inserted in a key area of the weapon. However there is a probability that the crystalloid would be burned up or shatter if the fusion beam was beyond a few percentage units to powerful." Quantum continues to work. "If I may ask, do you evaluate me as unproven and potentially useless on the battlefield based on the fact that I have no obvious weapons or the fact that you have not actually seen me in combat?" Speaking to Motormaster but continuing work on the device, now prepping it for insertion of new parts.

The Seacon continues to observe the repairs. Being as he's one of the smarter Seacons, he takes an interest in such things, if usually only casually. "Most intriguing," he says to Quantum, "Perhaps you can help one day with a comrade of mine. He has a leaking problem."

Galvatron inclines his head at what Quantum says; simply gesturing for him to proceed. Flunky steps up and collects the detritis, tucking it under his arm. "Do you want me to get you anything, or will you be creating magic components out of empty air?" The pastel seeker seems a bit snotty in tone; then seems to recall something. "Oh. Right. You want . . " He chimes off the list and dissapears, muttering about having a brain the size of a planet and they send him to fetch stuff. He returns a few minutes later and dumps the lot at Quantum's feet.

"Careful with those!" Motormaster snaps at Flunky. "They are not yours. All belongs to Galvatron!"

Quantum continues to work on the device, hands moving as precisely as a computer chip construction arm would during part insertion, inserting only one part at a time and being extremely careful with all parts. He speaks to Motormaster "The role my technical capabilities are best suited to is that of field intelligencer or what you might call a scout. Due to my affiliation to the terraforming effort, my alternate shape has a WRSA... a wide range sensor array." This is a technical term and it means that his alternate shape is probably something like a space probe, ideal for collecting intelligence and recon. He continues to insert parts and construct them with mathematically precise movement, arms as steady as a fabrication constructor's arm. He increases the integrity of the barrel by 1 percent and increases the energy build up control system's power by 2 percent. He looks to overbite. "I'm afraid my help to your comrade may be limited. My field of knowledge is energetic mechanics, not engineering mechanics."

He looks to Galvatron. "Your weapon, your imminence. It must give you great pleasure to lead the master race." Quantum comments while giving the weapon to Galvatron.

"Oh," Overbite says, sounding only the tiniest bit disappointed. "But, your expertise can benefit the Empire with new super powerful weapons to use against the Autobots and the human scum, yes?"

"The human VERMIN are worthy of extermination," Motormaster agrees, punching his fist into his palm. "At least, those of them who will not bow to our authority... which is an infuriating majority!"

Galvatron inclines his head at Motormaster, shooting him a questioning look. "You are especially sycophantic tonight, Motormaster. Did you do something I need to punish you for?" His tone has grown more serious and it is a genuine question. After his quip, he goes back to watching Quantum, then reaches forward to clasp the weapon and exchange it upon his arm for the other one. Without hesitation he points it downrange and lets go with a medium power blast at Flunky. The weapon strikes him; knocking him through the bulkhead and into the hallway outside. "Good." He says; standing as energon cascades off of him. "Very well, then, Quantum! You have only one more test to pass." He emerges from the bath, stalking towards the much smaller Decepticon. Suddenly, the duck is thrust at him and squeezed.

"QUACK!"

" . . . what do you say to Mister Quackers?" This apparently, is Galvatron's test.

Quantum calmly looks at flunky. "I say quack to you sir." He then laughs quite suddenly. His laugh, even though he didn't say something particularly menacing or even all that serious, betrays how completely and throughly rottenly EVIL EVIL EVIL he is. So evil that when he laughs for that moment it wouldn't be hard to question his own sanity. He then returns to his calm, sedate demeanor. He comments quietly. "While I am in absolutely no position to make any such change, It is my opinion that it is inefficient to attempt to exterminate them through sheer military force. Working them to death in mines and industrial complexes seems more efficient to me."

"Not... lately, My Liege," Motormaster says, having to think about it. Now that he considers it he hasn't been doing much of anything. Maybe that's why he's being extra sycophantic.

"Slaves languishing in mines has its uses," Overbite says, "But I prefer to take my enemies down myself. And so much the better if they foolishly venture into water."

Galvatron offers a hmmph sound. "Well, then." He says, gesturing in a 'go away' sort of tone with his left hand. "Go punish yourself appropriately for what you may or may not have done and be sure to report on your success for all to know." He crosses his arms as he regards Quantum. He quacks the duck at him once more for emphasis. "You can stay." He says, and places the duck back in the hot tub, and stalks off -- exciting the command center. It would seem Quantum has passed his test.

"Yes, My Liege," Motormaster replies with a sharp salute, and stomps back out to go do... something. Or just to remove himself from Galvatron's sight while Galvatron's mood holds.

Quantum observes Motormaster leave. "If I may be exscused, your imminence. Efficiency demands me to immediately start study on this planet in order to provide the best possible weaponry." He looks to Overbite. "Yes, I could provide a force with weaponry. One of the weapons I specifically take pleasure in using is an Antitronic harpoon cannon. Have you ever used one?" Antitronic in this instance means 'superconductor that drains electricity into itself geometrically'. So it probably shoots a superconductive harpoon.

"If you need access to equipment that lies under the seas, do not hesitate to ask for the assistance of the Seacons," Overbite offers.

Galvatron offers a hmmph sound. "Well, then." He says, gesturing in a 'go away' sort of tone with his left hand. "Go punish yourself appropriately for what you may or may not have done and be sure to report on your success for all to know." He crosses his arms as he regards Quantum. He quacks the duck at him once more for emphasis. "You can stay." He says, and places the duck back in the hot tub, and stalks off -- exciting the command center. It would seem Quantum has passed his test.

Overbite heads downward to the Main Hallway below.

Overbite has left.

Quantum heads downward to the Main Hallway below.

Quantum has left.