Oct 16, 2005 00:42
Excavation crews found a nearly-intact Hall of Primus out on the edge of where Unicron left his handprint. I kinda had to make an appearance. It was the first one I'd been to since... well, since.
I think I must have been expecting beams of light and a booming voice telling me what to do, because it was kinda anticlimactic. Just... an empty building, if a vaguely pretty one, amid nothing but destruction as far as the optic can read. Most of the tracks are unreadable, and the gyroscopic sphere refuses to gyroscope, although I left a tech to work on that. Who knows? This time next week it might have an administrator...
I came back to Earth (why did I almost say "home?") just in time to break up a fight. Might have been tensions between the Paradronian Autobots and pretty-much-everybody-else, might have just been letting off steam, might have been (at least, I've heard rumors to this effect) fighting over somebody's significant other. Either way... it's tense around here. Hopefully the Halloween party will remedy that.
*sighs, feeling ages-old and weary*
Are you there, Primus? It's me, Rodimus...