Deep under the sea...

Sep 08, 2007 09:37

Deep under the sea, the Decepticon underwater base, Terradessa-1, waits quietly for whoever may arrive. Decades ago, it bustled with a full complement of Decepticons, preparing the way for Megatron's conquest of Cybertron and Earth and anything else in reach. Now it's almost empty; only a few inhabitants linger on--those in charge of the mothballed base, and those refugees who've slipped through the cracks of time and duty--or are just plain AWOL--but refuse to dwell in any Autobot base, truce or no truce. Those who dwell here, living or dead, are all Decepticons.

It's not totally quiet; the place is two decades old, and the resting place of mechs far, far older than that. The hull creaks and groans at the shifting tides above subtly change pressures, or distant seaquakes shiver the foundations. Elusive scurrying and scuttling noises sometimes sound just behind the walls. Somehow, in spite of seals and doors, the sea's humidity gets in, and the chill of the ocean depths condenses it into beaded drops on the portholes, or a fine mist in the air at times. Cybertronian alloys don't rust, but in the everpresent dim lighting and moisture, things grow in the cracks and corners.

There's a portal from the Nexus that opens into an empty length of corridor, not too many levels from what was once the Constructicons' lab and repair hangar. An empty wall shimmers and twists as the portal opens...
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