1308/Puzzle Solving

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth leads the way into the Destructor, meandering his way through the broken wires and the like of the his out of the 'mimic' they had fought before, Buzzsaw and Goth being part of the original team that fought him here, and where Goth epically FLUNKED by missing said mimic and takin a faceplate full of snow.

      He'd get to the main area where all those blue prints were set and gestured to the two, well Scrapper mainly, Buzzsaw had already been here. "And here we are..." He'd chuff. "Looks like the bots have not been back here yet, so seems theo ne Blurr took was all they were interested in."

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
It's an odd sense of curiosity that has Buzzsaw here, the cryo-condor just perched in a spot where he can see the main room proper as he just...rather motionlessly looms there, processors undoubtedly churning away as they take in the various details here and there...

"Unlikely. The Bots aren't keen on...well, leveraging this for their own interests, it seems. Shortsighted. Their loss."

**Scrapper has posed:**
Scrapper vents a soft snort behind his mouthguard as he follows the other two in. "Typical Autobots. They see the one thing they think they know what to do with and likely leave so much other potential behind." Despite the snarky remark he's practically rubbing his hands together with anticipation. "But that's their ignorance, and I have no problem with taking advantage of it."

True to form the engineer picks up one of the schematics to look at. "Though the location itself is a curiousity. Clearly our quarry was using it as a lair... but who -built- it? And for what? Some of that wreckage we crawled through isn't from recent fighting."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth rolls his pauldrons as he thought back to the whole situation. "I'm quite convinced that falsarium is far more insane then most of us." He'd huff as he started looking through the area. "Some of the things he was talking about made it almost sound as if he was attempting to achieve some sort of time travel or dimension hopping." Goth knitted his ridges as he thought about it, the language used did ever so unerve him.

      All of the blueprints seemed to be of the same large, ranged orthodox weapon in varying states that the bots had taken one of.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw clicks his beak a few times, just regarding the map a bit. "The truth of it is...the Autobots care little for further knowledge unless it relates specifically to the fight. They will take what they deem can be used against them and will, over time, find a way to twist it to their own favor..."

He hops down from his perch and towards the map itself to casually study it. "Although...there are some Decepticons that will do much the same. Intellectual pursuit is lost on the masses when bullets are the priority...."

**Scrapper has posed:**
"Multiversal theory is a thing, but that's an entirely different field of metaphysical science. Don't even get me started on time travel. That's just one big potential processor ache.. hmmm..." He nods, agreeing with Buzzsaw. "Fortunately some of us learn to combine work and art when we can."

The rambling response trails off as Scrapper holds up one blueprint. Then grabs another. He holds them together... and then switches them around by crossing his arms. "These... are all the same construction," the engineer finally concludes. "Like he was chronicling his effort. Keeping track of when he had to make adjustments or modified what he had available." He turns his head to look at another. "Bet you the one the Autobots took is what they think is the most complete, so they'd have to do less work. Lazy ametuers."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth scoffs. "Don't need to tell me... Phantom has attempted to murder me more then once with his portals to some gods-blasted hellscape of an asteroid field." Goth says tartly and tiredly. "..I suspect as much, Blurr took something, that much is clear." He'd then tilt his helm and catch sight of Buzzsaw looking over the map, as he approaches to look down at it as well.

      "Indeed Buzzsaw and.. hrm, scrambled, shouldn't be to hard undo."

      He'd glance back to Scrapper. "What he was saying to Both I and the autobots was even more Ludicrous, one that sticks out most is when he said I'd actually be helping if I knew what he was attempting, and Freedom to live as if the war never happened." Goth would click his jaw.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw hmms... "Considering the labrynthine nature of this place... I wouldn't be surprised if it gets...claimed by Shockwave eventually." He chuffs softly. "Unless we find a better use for it. A proper...maze that is easily forgotten is beneficial." He narrows his optics. "Still...I'd wager there are things here which we have not yet uncovered that need some...proper analysis before they are simply lost."

**Scrapper has posed:**
While the other two are examining the map Scrapper rearranges the blueprints a few more times, working them into a chronological order of assembly and modification. "The smart thing to do would of been take them all so we have nothing. But Autobots. That's too wide a view for them to see." He taps a digit on one of the prints, realizes that is something being taken off and changed rather than added, and swaps the layout again. "Their folly is our fortune. I shall document these and work on extrapulating from them. It won't be completely accurate but there is an optimal chance I can get a close replication if I can determine what was left to be done and the hardware it would take to do so."

**Goth has posed:**
Combat: <Vampiric Bat> compares his Intelligence to 100: Success!

      Goth quickly unscrambles the map and looks down at it, raising a ridge, was this of the destructor or outside? an ear flicks in thought. "That would not surprise me in the least Buzzsaw... Though that does bring to question where Shockwave's lab currently is..." and fairly, Goth DID NOT want to find out, thought alone made his fur bristle.

      "Agreed... Should call back to see if we cannot get help in getting a transport for Scrapper to take them all back with us...Though our numbers may very much alert unwanted attention." He'd huff, thinking as his tapped on his chin, before looking back to Scrapper.

      "Considering, as far as I am aware, only one is missing, so we do actually have /far more/ than the bots."

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw looks at the map as things are unscrambled and sorted and put in place... "I'll run all of this through the known surface of Cybertron for probable matches." He then takes a moment to look at the cavernous interior as well. "Although..." He looks back down at the map critically and hops over to the console attached to it, typing away a bit. "I've some...ideas... Might be worth messing about on here a moment."

**Scrapper has posed:**
Scrapper spends most of his life and work looking at schematics. Commiting them to memory is mostly a task in taking time, as they are designs that are not of his own. "There is also a high probability that, if our devious doppleganger is still working the project, what the Autobots took isn't complete but just the most recent documentation of the design. Wereas we now posess a lineage of work. Should it come to disabling such a device, or repurposing it, we have the proverbial leg up." There's a pause as he scrutinizes a few details more closely. "Interesting.. I can't help but question where our quarry got this concept from..."

**Goth has posed:**
     "Mmm? what do you have in mind, Buzzsaw?" He'd question as he watched the condor move, looking up at the consol.

      "Perhaps, and I am not quite sure, This.. falsarium... Mimic, whatever they are called is... Quite the irritante, appears to have some sort of holographic or holo-avatar or outlier abilities that allow him to take the form of another, in both voice and appearance, I'm unsure if he can also transform into their alt-mode as well, but his alt-mode appears to be some sort of flying device." He'd murmur.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw nods. "I do indeed..." He continues to turn and sort the unscrambled map, peering, from time to time, down the various hallways and just studying them... before he's finally flying. "Follow." And, with that, he's flying through the hallways, hardly even pausing at the turns... Though, unlike the usual circuitous route, this time...it leads to a nice nook apparently full of things...

And there's a smug look on the bird's face as he settles himself on a shelf to begin rummaging through things. "Clever mech... seems he had...well, a way to bypass the natural order to ensure the maze would send a mech back to the map if they didn't follow the right path... I like that technology."

**Scrapper has posed:**
Scrapper almost doesn't hear the quick avianoid take off. "Gah! Wait for me!" The Constructicon has to hustle a bit to catch up to the beastformers. "Oh ho, a shortcut to avoid the maze being, well, a maze, clever indeed. Wouldn't want to get lost in your own potential death trap after all."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth quirked a ridge at Buzzsaw, but before following, would take note of the words on the screen, scribbling them down on his own datapad, before quickly catching up to the two on all fours, after all was much quicker that way, as he followed Buzzsaw to the little nook, and raised a ridge. "Cleaver indeed, ...Shall we then?" He'd chirp as he moved to start inspecting things in the room."

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw eyes the note scrawled on the monitor... "Prometheus... sounds ominous." He then turns his focus from the cases and boxes to the window itself, flying towards it to perch on the sill and study the view. "Scrapper...a peculiar request... can you...fix this window so it ceases to exist?" He taps the viewpane lightly. "I would hate for the Autobots to...see what we see."

**Scrapper has posed:**
"Why would you want to eliminate a wind--" Scrapper realizes the view the window shows "--Oooh." Taps fingers to his chin. "Removing it and filling the gap would be too time consuming, and I don't entirely trust the structural integrity of this complex from the previous damages we've seen. It would require a quicker if less elegant solution to do--that's it!" Scrapper snaps his fingers, and rummages in his storage a bit. "I do believe I have.. aha, yes." He pulls out a spray can. "Leftover from when Blast Off went on that little graffiti scandal over Blurr's hometone while we controlled it."

He's going to spraypaint over the viewpane so it can't be seen through. Simple, but effective yes?

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth looks right and Scrapper and.. Chuckles. "Well now, it seems Blast Off's petty artistic endeavors did, infact, prove useful.." he'd smirk, crossing his wings, First Nightlash inked him with Spray Paint, now this.. He's starting to wonder if he honestly needs to carry a can of that around. "While It is likely they are to notice, it will be ah..." He'd spin his wrist. "It will take then longer to get to the propper view point necessary get an idea of where that is pointed." He'd nod.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw just sort of blinks a bit at Scrapper's solution before shrugging. "As long as it blends in and can't be easily discerned. Who knows...they may be sufficiently distracted by everything and unable to find this room in the first place. Assuming they bother coming here." He settles himself in and just looks around carefully. "I'm curious if there's more worth finding here, or if we should...rush to find where the animal ran off to in the hopes of intercepting them."

**Scrapper has posed:**
\*fsst\* \*fssssst\* It's at least a dark color, so it looks like some manner of decorative panel as long as you don't look too closely. "Even if they do, even if they figure this out, they will have to remove the paint to see where the window goes, and that will force them to waste more time." Scrapper works to get the application as even as possible so it won't obviously stand out as painted. "While there are probably other treasures to be found, even I realize that trying to uncover them all would distract us from nipping this overarching problem in the tailgate."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth nods in agreement with Scrapper. "Considering they've not been here since we left.. Maybe more in our favour." he'd hem, looking around the room, and taps his claw against his face plate as he watches the window 'disappear' "I cannot remember, do we, or do the bots, control the Plateau?" He'd question the both with a raised ridge. "As It would mean it would require someone that could hide from radars to take a peek."

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw glances towards Goth. "Perhaps it just means that, if we don't, we need to claim it." He cycles through his memory banks. "Autobots currently hold it..." He hops over to the shelves and starts rummaging through them. "We should send someone in here to also...collect and catalogue what they can for analysis and study in our own controlled labs..."

**Scrapper has posed:**
"Agreed on both accounts." \*pssssst\* Scrapper takes a step back from the now covered window. "The longer we can keep the Autobots uninterested in returning, the better. Right now they think they have the 'final' to that device design and that means they're less likely to come snooping around again."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth nod once more with the information given to him. "Agreed." He'd state simply, a bit lost in thought, just what the heck was all of this about? He would click his jaw at the fact the Bot's controlled the area. "That place has been a netorius pain to capture." He'd grumble, trying to think of a strategy in how to capture such, though those like him ho could fly, did have an advantage.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
"I think, after what we found here, that the Mitteous region will become very important for us to take. The trick is making sure the Autobots just write it off as another random victory for us."

He clicks his beak a few times. "I'll work on the report."

**Scrapper has posed:**
"Make sure anyone engaging in the assault do not act out of the ordinary or comment WHY it is important we take it outside of controlling territory as is congruent to warfare. The Autobots will be too focused on their specific goals to be concerned with it." For not being intended as a soldier Scrapper has learned to grasp some of the more strategic concepts. Mostly out of necessity.

**Goth has posed:**
    "sounds like a solid plan." Goth nods in agreement, and takes a vent. "Well then, I suppose I know which assault to assign myself too." he'd muse as he looked around the area once more, taking note of what was there, and how to return back here. "Right then.." He'd look over both Scrapper and Buzzsaw and... Well he'd wait for their lead.

**Buzzsaw has posed:**
Buzzsaw chuckles softly, taking a moment to just process some of his own recordings. "The...thing about our forces is we have a rather...remarkable abundance of mechs who will charge into battle for the sake of battle alone, not because they understand the strategic importance of the battle itself. I'm sure that we will not have a challenge on that front."

And, a few good pictures later, he's turning to fly out. "I think we've done well enough here for now... Let's leave before the Autobots catch wind of anything. The less time we can spend here the better."

**Scrapper has posed:**
"Yes, definately." Scrapper nods in agreement as he follows. "The sooner I get back to my workshop to properly extrapulate those blueprints into a coherent replica of a singular process indication, the better."