When the 'host is away, the Cassettes will...Whatnow?
((Backtracking to before the Matrix was revealed))
*Blaster heads for Teletran-1, intending to find out more about the message from the Tracks who is supposed to be there. Regardless of Jazz accompanying him or not, there was always someone else who could give him a hand. And he finds just that as he reaches the comm center and finds a back-to-his-familiar-yellow-color-scheme Bumper watching the main monitor apprehensively -- the screen showing, of course, the scene outside.*
Bumper, what's up, m'man?
[Bumper] Blaster? *Turns and looks up, then remembers and looks down* Hey...Kinda weird out there...
[Blaster] You're tellin' me? -_- Say, you got a few minutes?
*Bumper nods*
[Blaster] Can you connect with th' hub here at all? *He jerks a thumb at Teletran-1.* I need t' access a message an' see if I can get a reply on th' same frequency.
[Bumper] Oh, that should be easy.
[Blaster] It's from another dimension.
[Bumper] o.O Um...not so easy...
[Blaster] Figured as much. Goes without sayin' I can't hook in without my real bod, but I still got th' know-how up here. *points to his head* Just need th' right conduit... *pauses, then snaps his fingers* Th' Cassettes! Could ya give me a lift t' my quarters?
[Bumper] Sure. .oO(Now I know how Jetfire feels...) *Transforms and revs his engine a little in resignation*
[Blaster] Awesome.
*After arriving at Blaster's quarters, Bumper helps him key in the code to open the door. The minibot waits outside as Blaster enters. The lights are on, but the main part of the room is empty, so he continues around to the Cassettes' part of the quarters. There he finds them lounging around a viewing screen, some on the couch, others on the floor.*
*A head count shows that something...isn't quite right.*
[Blaster] Eject? Rewind? You guys invite some friends over? o_O
[Eject] *jumps up from the couch immediately* Coach! You're back! And your front, too! *dashes over to hug him -- carefully*
[Blaster] ^^;; *pats the Cassette on the back* Good to see th' star quarterback is in good shape. How about th' rest of you?
[Rewind] *Stands, leaving one other humanoid robot sitting on the couch* Ah...um...Well, we are all unharmed, although Steeljaw is still a real lion and Ramhorn is still a go-cart...
*Ramhorn beeps in irritation, while Steeljaw lopes over to lick Blaster's free hand. Blaster ruffles the lion's mane, then looks pointedly over at the other three mechanoids, one on the floor beside the viewing screen, the other perched on top of it. Eject releases him and stands aside.*
[Blaster] ...More visitors..?
[Rewind] Er...no. They are...additions to our group who have always belonged here.
*Vinyl at last stands and turns, smiling* Blaster. Long time no see. *Eighttrack gets up and Fastforward swoops down to land on the bear's back as they join Vinyl in going over to stand before their host.*
*Blaster looks them over, expression uncertain. Then his gaze darts to the hidden safe where he had kept a certain irreplaceable container.* You three... *He reaches both hands to Vinyl's shoulders, looking into her optics.*
[Vinyl] Yes. Us. Now known as Vinyl, Eighttrack, and Fastforward.
[Blaster] *A grin beginning to spread across his face.* This is..This is great. But--how?
[Vinyl] According to Rewind it's a bit of a story. Unfortunately, I don't remember it all. ^^;;
[Rewind] Much to our consternation. *His tone implies the original four Cassettes*
[Blaster] There's time t' figure it out later. I'm glad t' see you back.. *He smiles at Vinyl, then at Eighttrack and Fastforward* Right now, I got a job for you all, an' we can use th' extra help.
*Vinyl nods, glancing at her two animal companions. Fastforward flaps his wings to hover for a moment before both transform and combine. Fasttrack grins at Blaster and shakes his hand.*
[Blaster] XD Rock on! Now we're more than a match for Soundwave an' his rotten crew! But that's also somethin' for later. We need t' go t' Teletran-1 an' try t' figure out how t' send a message t' another universe.
[Rewind] o_O What now?
[Blaster] Tracks got pulled int' another universe by th' warp wave. He was replaced by a Tracks from somewhere else ...I'm still tryin' t' get over that... Our Tracks managed t' send a message t' us, but no one's had a chance t' trace th' signal an' get a word out t' him.
*Rewind clasps the bottom of his mouthplate in thought before catching Vinyl's optics. The femme Cassette raises a questioning optic ridge at the other, then they both look at Blaster as she replies.* We can certainly try.
*Blaster nods* All right. Probably need you all, but Bumper's waitin' so we'll be able t' hitch a ride. If we can't all fit... *glances at Ramhorn*
[Ramhorn] Bah! Steely ain't ridin' in me again!
[Steeljaw] I'm sorry I chewed on the side guard... ;_;
[Ramhorn] Yeah, you'll be sorry when I'm back to normal and turn you into a lion-skin rug!
[Blaster] Easy, fellas. -_- C'mon, we'll work it out outside. *He leads them to the door.*
[Bumper] *seeing the new Cassettes* o_o They multipled when we weren't looking!
[Blaster] Eh-heh. ^^ Bumper, this is Vinyl an'..Fasttrack? *The combiner nods* Yeah. New additions t' my crew, an' with good timin'. Mind brinin' us t' Teletran-1? I appreciate it, man.
*And another GHoP sends them back toward the big comm console*
*Blaster heads for Teletran-1, intending to find out more about the message from the Tracks who is supposed to be there. Regardless of Jazz accompanying him or not, there was always someone else who could give him a hand. And he finds just that as he reaches the comm center and finds a back-to-his-familiar-yellow-color-scheme Bumper watching the main monitor apprehensively -- the screen showing, of course, the scene outside.*
Bumper, what's up, m'man?
[Bumper] Blaster? *Turns and looks up, then remembers and looks down* Hey...Kinda weird out there...
[Blaster] You're tellin' me? -_- Say, you got a few minutes?
*Bumper nods*
[Blaster] Can you connect with th' hub here at all? *He jerks a thumb at Teletran-1.* I need t' access a message an' see if I can get a reply on th' same frequency.
[Bumper] Oh, that should be easy.
[Blaster] It's from another dimension.
[Bumper] o.O Um...not so easy...
[Blaster] Figured as much. Goes without sayin' I can't hook in without my real bod, but I still got th' know-how up here. *points to his head* Just need th' right conduit... *pauses, then snaps his fingers* Th' Cassettes! Could ya give me a lift t' my quarters?
[Bumper] Sure. .oO(Now I know how Jetfire feels...) *Transforms and revs his engine a little in resignation*
[Blaster] Awesome.
*After arriving at Blaster's quarters, Bumper helps him key in the code to open the door. The minibot waits outside as Blaster enters. The lights are on, but the main part of the room is empty, so he continues around to the Cassettes' part of the quarters. There he finds them lounging around a viewing screen, some on the couch, others on the floor.*
*A head count shows that something...isn't quite right.*
[Blaster] Eject? Rewind? You guys invite some friends over? o_O
[Eject] *jumps up from the couch immediately* Coach! You're back! And your front, too! *dashes over to hug him -- carefully*
[Blaster] ^^;; *pats the Cassette on the back* Good to see th' star quarterback is in good shape. How about th' rest of you?
[Rewind] *Stands, leaving one other humanoid robot sitting on the couch* Ah...um...Well, we are all unharmed, although Steeljaw is still a real lion and Ramhorn is still a go-cart...
*Ramhorn beeps in irritation, while Steeljaw lopes over to lick Blaster's free hand. Blaster ruffles the lion's mane, then looks pointedly over at the other three mechanoids, one on the floor beside the viewing screen, the other perched on top of it. Eject releases him and stands aside.*
[Blaster] ...More visitors..?
[Rewind] Er...no. They are...additions to our group who have always belonged here.
*Vinyl at last stands and turns, smiling* Blaster. Long time no see. *Eighttrack gets up and Fastforward swoops down to land on the bear's back as they join Vinyl in going over to stand before their host.*
*Blaster looks them over, expression uncertain. Then his gaze darts to the hidden safe where he had kept a certain irreplaceable container.* You three... *He reaches both hands to Vinyl's shoulders, looking into her optics.*
[Vinyl] Yes. Us. Now known as Vinyl, Eighttrack, and Fastforward.
[Blaster] *A grin beginning to spread across his face.* This is..This is great. But--how?
[Vinyl] According to Rewind it's a bit of a story. Unfortunately, I don't remember it all. ^^;;
[Rewind] Much to our consternation. *His tone implies the original four Cassettes*
[Blaster] There's time t' figure it out later. I'm glad t' see you back.. *He smiles at Vinyl, then at Eighttrack and Fastforward* Right now, I got a job for you all, an' we can use th' extra help.
*Vinyl nods, glancing at her two animal companions. Fastforward flaps his wings to hover for a moment before both transform and combine. Fasttrack grins at Blaster and shakes his hand.*
[Blaster] XD Rock on! Now we're more than a match for Soundwave an' his rotten crew! But that's also somethin' for later. We need t' go t' Teletran-1 an' try t' figure out how t' send a message t' another universe.
[Rewind] o_O What now?
[Blaster] Tracks got pulled int' another universe by th' warp wave. He was replaced by a Tracks from somewhere else ...I'm still tryin' t' get over that... Our Tracks managed t' send a message t' us, but no one's had a chance t' trace th' signal an' get a word out t' him.
*Rewind clasps the bottom of his mouthplate in thought before catching Vinyl's optics. The femme Cassette raises a questioning optic ridge at the other, then they both look at Blaster as she replies.* We can certainly try.
*Blaster nods* All right. Probably need you all, but Bumper's waitin' so we'll be able t' hitch a ride. If we can't all fit... *glances at Ramhorn*
[Ramhorn] Bah! Steely ain't ridin' in me again!
[Steeljaw] I'm sorry I chewed on the side guard... ;_;
[Ramhorn] Yeah, you'll be sorry when I'm back to normal and turn you into a lion-skin rug!
[Blaster] Easy, fellas. -_- C'mon, we'll work it out outside. *He leads them to the door.*
[Bumper] *seeing the new Cassettes* o_o They multipled when we weren't looking!
[Blaster] Eh-heh. ^^ Bumper, this is Vinyl an'..Fasttrack? *The combiner nods* Yeah. New additions t' my crew, an' with good timin'. Mind brinin' us t' Teletran-1? I appreciate it, man.
*And another GHoP sends them back toward the big comm console*