[Location: Megatron's fort]
G1 Megatron
[OOC We didn't want to spend too much time doing setup posts, so... assume that the relative quietness from G1 Megatron and G1 Starscream are due to their finding and spiffing up this location previous to now. We've been meaning to apply for it for a while anyway, so there you go. Mods, can we get a "Megatron's fort" tag?
This is not really an open post, but if anyone wants to notice the fort and comm about it, or something like that, I'm OK with that.]
*Megatron is walking through his new fort, holding a datapad bearing the floorplan. It's too small to be any real sort of base, and it would be both a serious investment and a politically unwise move to equip it with the sorts of weaponry he would have wanted outside of the Nexus. And it's still a bit musty and cold, which he'll probably hear no end of whining about from Starscream. Still, the glitch at least has a place to recharge now. (As does he. Losing consciousness next to the most infamous traitor in his 'verse, no matter how sure he is that Starscream would never actually kill him, would be unforgivably stupid.)*
*There are several rooms. His and Starscream's quarters and a few rooms for other 'Cons if that comes up. His throne room. A meeting room. A public foyer for those few who have reason to visit (because they're damn sure not getting to see any of the rest of it without good reason, after all.)*
*And one of his favorites. He smirks, pleased, as the door to the room opens. Spacious and wide, it is festooned with banners, and a podium draped with yet another Decepticon banner stands in the middle of the room. He hadn't been one for recording and distributing his speeches from some random location when he could be there to behold their effects himself, but from here...? That would be different.*
*He moves to stand behind it, gesturing, his optics flickering as he practices a few favorite lines, murmuring to himself. Then, after a moment, he moves on. There is no one's attention to capture and hold here, and therefore nothing to fulfill him.*
*He walks out into the hall, rides up the only elevator, and finds himself in a small tower. He walks to the window and looks out, surveying the area. That, too, is pleasant: looking down at the others from high above them, watching their schemes and spats and alliances play out far below, where they need not touch him unless he chooses. He lingers for a moment, running his dark fingers along the somewhat worn sill of the tower window.*
*Then he heads back down. Starscream should be arriving shortly and will doubtless have something obnoxious to say about something here -- the floor plan, the cold, the dearth (from his perspective) of reflective surfaces to admire himself in -- and the longer he's left to shrill about it the more annoying he'll become.*
*He peers down at his datapad. His optics widen, then narrow dangerously.*
Starscream -- !
[OOC We didn't want to spend too much time doing setup posts, so... assume that the relative quietness from G1 Megatron and G1 Starscream are due to their finding and spiffing up this location previous to now. We've been meaning to apply for it for a while anyway, so there you go. Mods, can we get a "Megatron's fort" tag?
This is not really an open post, but if anyone wants to notice the fort and comm about it, or something like that, I'm OK with that.]
*Megatron is walking through his new fort, holding a datapad bearing the floorplan. It's too small to be any real sort of base, and it would be both a serious investment and a politically unwise move to equip it with the sorts of weaponry he would have wanted outside of the Nexus. And it's still a bit musty and cold, which he'll probably hear no end of whining about from Starscream. Still, the glitch at least has a place to recharge now. (As does he. Losing consciousness next to the most infamous traitor in his 'verse, no matter how sure he is that Starscream would never actually kill him, would be unforgivably stupid.)*
*There are several rooms. His and Starscream's quarters and a few rooms for other 'Cons if that comes up. His throne room. A meeting room. A public foyer for those few who have reason to visit (because they're damn sure not getting to see any of the rest of it without good reason, after all.)*
*And one of his favorites. He smirks, pleased, as the door to the room opens. Spacious and wide, it is festooned with banners, and a podium draped with yet another Decepticon banner stands in the middle of the room. He hadn't been one for recording and distributing his speeches from some random location when he could be there to behold their effects himself, but from here...? That would be different.*
*He moves to stand behind it, gesturing, his optics flickering as he practices a few favorite lines, murmuring to himself. Then, after a moment, he moves on. There is no one's attention to capture and hold here, and therefore nothing to fulfill him.*
*He walks out into the hall, rides up the only elevator, and finds himself in a small tower. He walks to the window and looks out, surveying the area. That, too, is pleasant: looking down at the others from high above them, watching their schemes and spats and alliances play out far below, where they need not touch him unless he chooses. He lingers for a moment, running his dark fingers along the somewhat worn sill of the tower window.*
*Then he heads back down. Starscream should be arriving shortly and will doubtless have something obnoxious to say about something here -- the floor plan, the cold, the dearth (from his perspective) of reflective surfaces to admire himself in -- and the longer he's left to shrill about it the more annoying he'll become.*
*He peers down at his datapad. His optics widen, then narrow dangerously.*
Starscream -- !