Who: Any Prime, Megatron, or Macguffin (Sam, this means you if you'd like.)
What: Shockwave has pulled the 'illegals' off the streets to keep them out of the transtech raid, and has placed them in a room for observation. He will likely be poking his head in to ask questions at various points, or to do other quite nefarious things, but meanwhile Primes and Megatrons can all talk (yell) at one another about their predicament.
When: The day after Operation Wildfire.
Where: Shockwave's lab.
Notes: Your character won't remember this afterward, but any scuffles that you get into or pieces that get pulled off you (heh) will still hurt later.
Since you're trapped in a smooth round impenetrable room, there won't be much acting with the environment, so this'll be as action-spammy as possible to keep it moving. Start new conversation threads, hijack someone else's thread, anything excellent and chaotic (but be nie and let the thread know before hijacking.) All the Primes/Megatrons/Macguffins are in the lab but won't necessarily all be online/awake/operational at the same time, so if you don't feel like participating then you can be either still unconscious or Shockwave might have you out of the room for other observations.
Also, you have been repaired from any injuries taken during Wildfire or otherwise, but your weapons are all now inactive, and will not resume functionality unless someone else literally goes in and rewires them to do so for you. Which would amuse me, so feel free to try.
Whoever posts first can be assumed to be the first one waking up.
Having the subjects in question be retrieved had been a simple enough feat--They had exhausted themselves in their own excursions, and he'd taken advantage of a few special 'tricks' that he'd developed to leave even others who shared spaces with the Megatrons and Primes completely unaware of the intrusion. They'd been brought back quickly and quietly, and returned easily to fully operational status, (No, Tarantulus, you cannot play with these ones yet,)) giving him a cursory glimpse into their structure and design. Their weapons had been rendered useless and schematics had been downloaded, before he'd placed the lot of them into one of the more...reinforced...cells of his laboratory.
Laserwave had even procured for him the desired cup of tea, so all that remained for him now was to watch. Even through just repairing them he'd noticed several modifications of note that would be best observed more closely later, and as he was thinking it his hand was already setting down the cup of tea and reaching for his datapad, scrolling through the schematics he'd obtained and follow-up scans about the Tyran boy's health.
They should be waking soon.
Perhaps some further inspiration would come out of what he saw. If not...there was always later.