Blaster is a rare pokemon. But occasionally he surfaces
Sneak peak: The Beginnings: Blaster
I prefer my origin stories as one-shots. Blaster's looks like a freaking mini-arc.
In the first moments of his existence, he was immersed in sound.
The colony ship whispered a welcome to him as its immense energies surged and heaved and weaved the flickers of life that supported his bare cognizance. He was not the only one nor was he the first, as the vast ship spark worked, more life essences were spun out to join them. They pulsed in harmony as they basked in their new life, gently knitting quantum connections between them. The rest of the ship’s crew was quick to take notice of their newest members, hardwired into the ship network already. The crew transmitted their greetings and automatically drew them into the conversations already flowing through the radiowaves, excited to speak with the sparks that would eventually become their friends and co-workers.
Bastion, the ship’s sentience was quick to shush them away with a wry admonishment; the new sparks had only just been made!
Once Bastion was sure the colonists would not bother the freshly kindled sparks, he turned his attention back to his batch, offering apologies to the newly formed sentiences. Most of them pulsed simple acknowledgement but one, one strange new spark had been hooked by the world he could hear through Bastion’s sensors.
? He wondered to the ship mind that had created and guarded it.
Bastion increased the number of processes dedicated to its sensors and was rewarded with a small burst of happiness from the new spark. Well, the ship decided with a sense of amusement, at least that one will be easy to entertain. If this new spark was already curious about the world, his guardian would not begrudge deny the chance to learn all it could. The ship turned his attention to other processes as the remaining sparks automatically slipped into a state of dormancy. They would remain as such until they matured and Bastion finished manufacturing their frames. But before that could happen, there was much to do to get this colony up and running.
Bastion had landed several orns ago but proper reassembling his form from ship to settlement would take time. Already he had lost his sleek, streamline shape and had opened up to reveal his internals, living quarters, manufacturing plants, climate control rooms, repair bays and many more. Much of the process was automated, Bastion had been designed with two alt forms in mind but even transforming wasn’t enough to settle him on a planet immediately. That’s where the crew came in; they would manage the parts that the colony mech couldn’t handle. Over time, his city form would eventually sprawl across a section of the surface of Q-78 to the point he would no longer be able to reclaim his ship form. His flight from Cybertron to the colony world had been the only trip he’d ever make.
Unless conditions become so inhospitable that the colony had no choice but to leave and they had enough time to prepare him. Given the natural resilience of the Cybertronian race, this was highly unlikely.
One crew member’s processor gently nudged the ship spark as he picked up Bastion’s surface thoughts. -Do not be so confident,- Siphon said cautiously. -This is no ordinary colony.-
The words caught the new spark’s attention. ? He nudged his guardian.
Bastion hid the flicker on unease that arose at Siphon’s reminder. It is nothing, he soothed, it is nothing at all.
The new spark might have been freshly kindled but that did not mean he was naive. Already he had absorbed caches of information from Bastion’s main databanks and he did not hesitate to scour Bastion’s sensors for anything amiss. The ship mind and Siphon watched his progress with interest, should the young one try to access anything he shouldn’t, Bastion could easily override his access.
When a sweeping scan across all systems revealed everything was in order, the new spark then moved onto the crew members. All were accounted for and in good health. The new spark stalled in uncertainty.
He turned his attention to the long range sensors. Don’t, Bastion warned, poised to block his access.
The spark withdrew obediently. ? He prodded curiously.
Bastion light up a thought pathway to one of his main databanks, specifically the one about the star cluster they were. There, the new spark browsed through the catologue of neighboring stars and planets.
Then he stopped as it came upon one planet that had been heavily referenced in the databanks it had already gone through. A planet that was not that far at all from Q-78.
Quintessa?
Bastion wrapped the new spark with love and comfort. We will be safe, he soothed him. We are safe.
The colonist gave an uncertain pulse. Dangerous.
The ship spark could not bring himself up to disagree.
I prefer my origin stories as one-shots. Blaster's looks like a freaking mini-arc.
In the first moments of his existence, he was immersed in sound.
The colony ship whispered a welcome to him as its immense energies surged and heaved and weaved the flickers of life that supported his bare cognizance. He was not the only one nor was he the first, as the vast ship spark worked, more life essences were spun out to join them. They pulsed in harmony as they basked in their new life, gently knitting quantum connections between them. The rest of the ship’s crew was quick to take notice of their newest members, hardwired into the ship network already. The crew transmitted their greetings and automatically drew them into the conversations already flowing through the radiowaves, excited to speak with the sparks that would eventually become their friends and co-workers.
Bastion, the ship’s sentience was quick to shush them away with a wry admonishment; the new sparks had only just been made!
Once Bastion was sure the colonists would not bother the freshly kindled sparks, he turned his attention back to his batch, offering apologies to the newly formed sentiences. Most of them pulsed simple acknowledgement but one, one strange new spark had been hooked by the world he could hear through Bastion’s sensors.
? He wondered to the ship mind that had created and guarded it.
Bastion increased the number of processes dedicated to its sensors and was rewarded with a small burst of happiness from the new spark. Well, the ship decided with a sense of amusement, at least that one will be easy to entertain. If this new spark was already curious about the world, his guardian would not begrudge deny the chance to learn all it could. The ship turned his attention to other processes as the remaining sparks automatically slipped into a state of dormancy. They would remain as such until they matured and Bastion finished manufacturing their frames. But before that could happen, there was much to do to get this colony up and running.
Bastion had landed several orns ago but proper reassembling his form from ship to settlement would take time. Already he had lost his sleek, streamline shape and had opened up to reveal his internals, living quarters, manufacturing plants, climate control rooms, repair bays and many more. Much of the process was automated, Bastion had been designed with two alt forms in mind but even transforming wasn’t enough to settle him on a planet immediately. That’s where the crew came in; they would manage the parts that the colony mech couldn’t handle. Over time, his city form would eventually sprawl across a section of the surface of Q-78 to the point he would no longer be able to reclaim his ship form. His flight from Cybertron to the colony world had been the only trip he’d ever make.
Unless conditions become so inhospitable that the colony had no choice but to leave and they had enough time to prepare him. Given the natural resilience of the Cybertronian race, this was highly unlikely.
One crew member’s processor gently nudged the ship spark as he picked up Bastion’s surface thoughts. -Do not be so confident,- Siphon said cautiously. -This is no ordinary colony.-
The words caught the new spark’s attention. ? He nudged his guardian.
Bastion hid the flicker on unease that arose at Siphon’s reminder. It is nothing, he soothed, it is nothing at all.
The new spark might have been freshly kindled but that did not mean he was naive. Already he had absorbed caches of information from Bastion’s main databanks and he did not hesitate to scour Bastion’s sensors for anything amiss. The ship mind and Siphon watched his progress with interest, should the young one try to access anything he shouldn’t, Bastion could easily override his access.
When a sweeping scan across all systems revealed everything was in order, the new spark then moved onto the crew members. All were accounted for and in good health. The new spark stalled in uncertainty.
He turned his attention to the long range sensors. Don’t, Bastion warned, poised to block his access.
The spark withdrew obediently. ? He prodded curiously.
Bastion light up a thought pathway to one of his main databanks, specifically the one about the star cluster they were. There, the new spark browsed through the catologue of neighboring stars and planets.
Then he stopped as it came upon one planet that had been heavily referenced in the databanks it had already gone through. A planet that was not that far at all from Q-78.
Quintessa?
Bastion wrapped the new spark with love and comfort. We will be safe, he soothed him. We are safe.
The colonist gave an uncertain pulse. Dangerous.
The ship spark could not bring himself up to disagree.