1330/A Release And A List

**Starscream has posed:**
     Darkstar would be brought into Decepticon Command after having gotten the message from Vortex and Soundwave... He had to heavily armored guards leading him through to a familiar large throne room.. Starscream had his arms folded behind him and was posed rather poisedly beside the chairs right arm rest as he looked down the small stairway ramp that was there, leering down with red optics at those that came in, before glancing outside the Window, and, to clearly whom was sat in said large chair.. He says nothing, yet.. His wings twitching upward in a slight response or acknowledgment?

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar was pretty quiet as he marched from the prison cells of Kolkular to the Command Center of the Decepticon Forces HQ. He'd look left and right, up and down, taking in his surroundings for the most part as he was escorted along. Everything looked pretty much the same as he was used to- from the color schemes to the general architecture. This was Cybertron indeed, an alien Cybertron, yet Cybertron none the less. So strange... This wasn't his first time in this very chamber according to his interrogators, and yet he didn't remember anything of it.

    Brought before the Grand Sky Marshal, Darkstar took a knee with his head slightly bowed at first. "Grand Sky Marshal..." he acknwoledged Starscrem, who he was seeing alive for the first time in century.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron is facing the viewscreen, hands folded behind his back. Megatron turns slowly to face Starscream and Darkstar, with an air of malovence. "Ahh, Starscream. You brought him to me. Excellent." he doesn't tell Starscream to leave or anything. Maybe he doesn't mind an audience today. He focuses that crimson gaze on Darkstar. "So this is the Autobot, Darkstar." he says. "I have decided to give you a chance to explain yourself to me personally."

**Starscream has posed:**
     "Of course my lord, can't be stalling when there is work to be done." He'd afferim as he stepped aside to allow his lord to do... Whatever it was he did, he had no idea some days... That thought aside he'd shoot the guards away from DArkstar and back to the door to prevent the spacer from running out of the room, before for he finally acknowledged Darkstar. "Corporal.." He'd murmur before going silent.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Ah, the Supreme Chancellor himself was here as well. Certainly the Darkstar of this place must have been rather impressive...wait, that was supposedly him as well. Naturally, this made complete sense.

    "Supreme Chancellor..." Oh wait, what was it that they all referred to him as? "...Lord Megatron." Strange, the way that sounded in comparison.

    Corporal? Also strange... Had he always been so averse to climbing the ladder of the command structure? More and more this world made sense. "Where ta' begin... I ain't from here that I recall, and yet I am known here. Seems ta' me the only constant I've got goin' is that no matter what reality I'm living... I follow you. So, guess that's the explanation inna' casing-shell."

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "That is what the reports tell me as well, Corporal Darkstar." he says, watching him closely. "So I understand taht why you are here. In our timeline, dimension, wherever you are from. That you wish to serve in my empire. Tell me, Darkstar." he says, leaning in to watch his reaction. "What does it mean to be a Decepticon to you. And what makes you worthy to be one?" so many loaded questions. He'll give Darkstar a few moments to address them.

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream brings up Vortex's report, squinting as he listened over it, trying to decipher damn rotary speak....Really it was just idiot speak but honestly, he didn't' care, all sounded the same to him and grumbled, he'd confidently walk his way over to Megatron and whispered. "You do have Soundwave's version of the report, yes? I know what the combaticons is saying but the helmache to translate it is far beyond the effort."

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "Depends on when yer' talkin' about, Supre-... LORD Megatron. Y'see, originally it meant being willing to stand up for the future of Cybertron. It meant breakin' the shackles placed upon us by the old Senate, and elevating our government to one that granted freedom to the individual... DARED ta' let mechs an' femmes seek their own personal glory in whatever vocationt hey so choose. Eventually though... That all changed. Bein' a Decepticon became synonymous wit' fighting AGAINST the glory of Cybertron. Turned ta' mean you'd put alien species equal to or above your own kind...."

    Darkstar scoffed then, a smirk touching his expression after a moment as he lifted his gaze ever so slightly to get a glimpse of Megatron's visage. "If you're the mech ta' lead Cybertron to glory, like I know the Supreme Chancellor was...and you call yourself Decepticon? Then a Decepticon is the former from my world, and what I'd have called an Autobot when I was one is what I'd call a Decepticon here an' now."

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "I do have that along with the video footage from the cells. Translating Vortex is not a task that everyone has the patience for. That is why I normally either run it through Onslaught, or have someone else send me reports. But I trust his information to be accurate." he says.
     Megatron looks at Darkstar. "Lord Megatron. Though the title does not matter. What matters is your diligence, your dedication to our cause. And let me assure you. We are a cause of Cybertronians /for/ Cybertronians. We are far superior to other beings, especially organic beings from beyond Cybertron."
     Megatron leans in again. "I am Megatron. The gladiator who delivered us from the pits, who toppled the Senate, who will ultimately crush their remnants in the Autobot ranks and the one who will indeed lead us to .....glory." he says.
     Megatron motions to his chest. "This symbol. It stands for those who are no longer devieved by the Senate, yes. But it also stands for our ultimate goal. Peace. If it is to be brought to us through tyranny, then so be it. We will no longer kneel before the senate or their so called Primes. That is what it is to be a Decepticon in our world. That is what we offer."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream give a curt nod, good, he'll need to review those later, cause gods does he /not/ have the patients at the moment to deal with the rotors mannerisms... Instead he watched and listened, letting out a hmmm as he watched the two. Speeches and word play always where one of his better qualities when he was a raging ball of aftery!... Best not think that with Soundwave in the room.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar's optics flash at mention of 'tyranny', as he had been listening intently and with all of the wrapt attention that would be expected of a servant of The Cause while Megatron was speaking of such. Tyranny... Tyranny? "They had madee such charges on numerous occasions. Their favored talkin' points... He's a tyrant. He's goin' too far. So on and so on," the spacer noted of those who opposed the Supreme Chancellor of his most well remembered reality. "You've never been unreasonable. Cruel, yes... Sometimes cruelty speaks most effectively to those who can't seem ta' understand anything else."

    Lifting his gaze a bit more, he looked to Megatron with under a few moments pause. "...Your offer is accepted. Peace it is... Peace through the most effective means of achieving it. Peace and glory." Darkstar's gaze lowered again, his head bowing back to its original position. "I pledge my loyalty to The Cause, and to you, Lord Megatron."

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "That is what they say, yes. If taking back wht is ours is tyranny, then let me be a tyrant." he says. "Some situations require a kindness and others require an iron fist. You have been a soldier long enough to know the difference, and to know what our enemies do not. That this is a war. We are a military. And sometimes, we have to do things that others consider cruel in order to win it. We're not playing a game, we are fighting for our freedoms, our very lives." He looks to Starscream to see if he has anything to add, but doesn't really wait that long before he continues. "From what I hear, you will support the cause as well, if not better then you did as your previous incarnation. I will be returning you to your post. And Starscream will be able to help you adjust to it."
     Megatron says lowly. "Darkstar, I have given you an opportunity to redeem yourself. Do not disappoint me. And get that symbol replaced and go through the process of swearing in. The symbol you wear." he motions to the Autobot symbol on Darkstar. "Disgusts me."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream would walk forward with a datapad and motion for the guards to remove Darkstar's restraints before holding out said Datapad which contained Darkstar's aissments, information, etc, to get him caught back up with what he should of known. "Hmph, yes, will need you to get yourself cleaned and removed of such a..." he'd click his jaw as he sneered in disgust at the emblem.

      "Offensive and provocative imagery." That, and it was probably likely to get Darkstar stabbed outside of--.. well inside, the building as well but that wasn't the first thing on his mind!

**Phantom has posed:**
In the background, watching everything unfold, is the elusive seeker. He's yet to make himself known to anyone present, though. For now, he seems to be content to secretly watch Darkstar, and the commanding Decepticon authorities.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "Hear hear..." Darkstar affirms, seeming to like the response that the Supreme Chancellor has given as a 'Lord'. The removal of his restraints draws a soft chortle from the spacer, his red optics flashing with delight. "If this symbol disgusts you then perhaps we should make haste to rid the world of it."

SCREEEECH

    The tips of his fingers reddened by the paint of the Autobot symbol now horribly disfigured by a foursome of claw marks, Darkstar flicked from them several flecks. "Quick enough for you, Grand Sky Marshal?"

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream flinches at the sound, before his lip just simply twitches up in irritation and dugust, his voice is flat, and dry as he speaks. "....Rightly." He'd roll his optics, soldiers, more brawn than brains, He'd then huff out. "The medics should be able to tend to that quickly enough, and..Ahh once more thing.." Starscream was Darkstar's commanding officer after all. "What would you prefer for your.. correct, emblem and badge?" He'd ask, with a quirked ridge, some of these guys were... Extreme, after all.

**Phantom has posed:**
"Doesn't tradition dictate your badge is forged from a piece of your spark casing?" Phantom says, revealing himself suddenly and perhaps a bit abrasively. "I mean, isn't that how yours was made... Starscream?"

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "Correct emblem an' badge? The frag...?" Darkstar wonders, an optic ridge rising as he gives the Grand Sky Marshal a questioning look. "Decepticon...obviously, Grand Sky Marshal. I am no Autobot traitor..." he says, and glances around as if making sure that he did indeed get that right. Autobots=bad. Decepticons=good.

    Phantom's arrival draws another flash of optics, and the spacer scoffs. "How's it you can do that exactly?" He'd thought Phantom a hologram before, but that clearly was not the case any longer.

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream looks at Phantom Flatly before looking back to Megatron as if asking if he should really be entertaining these two, before rolling his optics and looking back. "Not at the moment Private, we're do not have the tools at our disposal, and by what our reports suggests he's already been through such." He'd explain, feeling he didn't need to tell them that doing that twice was probably too far risky to do with a spacer and just weaken a unit unnecessary, least in his opinion.

      "He is.. what is known as an outlier." He'd point out to Darkstar, before looking at Phantom.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "As Phantom says, it is traditional to use part of your spark casing. It proves your loyalty in ways that no other can. The branding is painful, but no rebirth ever is without pain is it. You under the room an Autobot. And leave a proud Decepticon warrior. Is this how you would like to go about things?" he asks, not asking Phantom to leave either. "Phantom. Stay nearby. You are on my list of people to talk about things with." oh dear.

**Phantom has posed:**
Phantom shrugs. "Well, maybe its your lucky day," he says to the spacer with a smirk. He produces a box of e-cigs from his subspace and tosses them across the floor towards Darkstar. "I'm gonna assume you want your stuff back," he says.

 He gives Megatron an unreadable expression. "Are you going to kill me?" he says, his tone lacking emotion completely. Had Megatron not been looking, he might have mistaken him for Shockwave. "That would be a favor."

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "Jus' gimme a badge. Never know when a mech'll hafta blend in... Though I do like tattoos," Darkstar notes, moving a hand to stroke at his chin plating. "Yeah, frag it. Gimme the real deal. I ain't no half-measure type o' mech, so let's get on with the pain train." Speaking of pain train. "Supreme Chance-... Fraggin'... \*Lord\* Megatron. Do you train with your soldiers?" Remembering himself, the spacer bowed his head slightly after his question. "'Cuz I only train with the \*best\*." He'd have to chat with Phantom later when it wouldn't take up Command's so very valuable time.

    "Heeeeyyy!" Darkstar stopped the sliding box with a foot and then quickly plucked it from the floor. "You mechs really know how to lay out a warm welcome for a warrior of The Cause..."

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron looks to Starscream "It matters not where he got his powers. What matters is that he has them. And his current attitude towards hte cause." he motions at Phantom. "One moment. You're next."
     He looks to Darkstar and chuckles. "Excellent. I look forward to seeing your mark at our next encounter." he says. "I do train with my troops. I would be happy to show you what I am capable of. A true warrior's skills are best tested in combat. Either in an arena or on the field. Don't you agree?"
     he asks. He then heads over to Phantom. "As for you. You have shown blatant disrespect for my cause, my troops, myself, and worst of all. Yourself." He says. "Tell me, Phantom. Why do you want to die so quickly? And why should I permit you to at a time of /your/ choosing, not my own?"

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream rolls his optics, he gets out another datapad and makes a request for the medics to bring some supplies and the like just to ensure no one useful dies. He'd huff out and raised a ridge at the two as he started to step aside for their lord, as he was NOT about to be in the way of /that/ hot mess, he's been in the way of it too many times before! His heels clicking as he stepped back.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    An e-cig found its way between Darkstar's denta, and the mech was quick to spark one for himself. It had been too long since he last had one, and he so loved to smoke! But wait... The phaser fella was in some kind of deep slag. The spacer couldn't help but find this development amusing, although he had felt no personal ill will toward the Seeker. The moment that Megatron mentions 'dying quickly' Darkstar took a couple of steps away from what would potentially leave him anywhere near a line of fire that was meant for 'outlier'.

    "Lookin' forward to meetin' you in the training room, Lord Megatron. I serve at your pleasure... You wan' me ta' stick around, or should I head ta' my bounk?" A glance to Starscream then. "...I do have a bunk, right?"

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream vents. "You do, should be listed on that Datapad I gave you." he'd say, pointing to it with another arm behind him. "Should also contain some video footage of your training spares with others in the arena." He'd tack on.

**Phantom has posed:**
Phantom's expression remains void of emotion. "How so?" the elusive seeker asks, "when have I ever showed signs of even thinking of leaving the cause? Blatantly disobeyed you?" His gaze flicks towards Starscream momentarily. "Even if I did leave, where would I go? Where can I hide from Shockwave? I could travel to an alternate dimension, and Shockwave would still be able to force me to return. Worse, what if he shut off the device that anchors me to reality? I would become my namesake." A pause. "It's not my fault that most of the troops around here want to murder me, even less so my fault that they believe the lies I tell them. If you mean for me to treat them with the kind of respect that the Autobots mandate, I'll do it, but we'll be doing them a disservice. The world is a cruel, harsh place, full of lies and betrayal. Sheltering anyone from the reality that the universe is a miserable place isn't a favor." He shrugs and shifts into the shadows, disappearing from sight. From the abyss, he can be heard saying, "I exist to survive, nothing more, nothing less. If you've decided it's my time go, then hurry the hell up. I was tired living the day I was reborn."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream looks back to Megatron very confused... What the absolute frag has Shockwave been doing?

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron shakes his head. "I really wish he'd stick around after his bouts of suicidal rage." he says, shaking his head. "I'll catch him and find a way to hold him down sooner or later. Just know that his behavior will not be tolerated for long." he motions at Phantom as he leaves. "What a piece of work. Now. Where were we. Real soldiers. You a Corporal, Darkstar. You will find quarters that fit your rank appropriately." no he doesnt demote Darkstar. He knows some people work better with the pressures of rank behind them, then without it free do to as they please. "I'm half tempted to have Phantom's name added to the list." he says looking to Starscream. "He's one of Shockwave's toys gone arwy. He will be more..afraid of what Shockwave will do to him than anything I would do. Im going to assign him to his division." he says with a mirthless smile.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "Ahh... Excellent, Grand Sky Marshal. Lord Megatron, I thank you," Darkstar offers to the two Senior Decepticons before taking a deep drag from his e-cig. "I'll look forward ta' gettin' into the training arena and seein' if the mechs here are as tough as the mechs from..." What would he even call where all of his memories are from really? Shaking his head, the spacer chuckles. "Wherever. I hope you lot are at least a little bit tougher. Glory demands a challenge after all." With a sharp salute, Darkstar straightens and holds the gesture.

    Phantom's speech does not go unnoticed by the spacer on any level. That one was very interesting...and worth watching. Perhaps he'd make a decent suicider. In any case, Darkstar finished his salute and then turned to take his leave. He had a bunk after all, which meant he might have some more goodies like those he was shown by the mechabat and given by Phantom. Wherever this is exactly...it's good to be back!

    "My Lord. Grand Sky Marshal..." And then he was gone.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron chuckles. "I hope I do not disappoint, Darkstar. We will see soon enough." he says, waving his hand dismissively.

**Starscream has posed:**
     The mention of the list makes Starscream straight up flinch and stiffen, and oh that was NOT good! Last thing they needed was THOSE raving murderous lunatics chasing another raving murderous lunatic! Least for now he's sending him to Shockwave and knits his ridges, nodding. "But of course my lord.. Ahh.. If I may?" He'd ask stepping forward with a slight bow.

      "I do not think it be.. Wise, to get the Justice division involved with him just yet, as.. Well, He does have a vindictive nature and would likely attempt to get others in the area murdered with in our ranks." He'd explain, considering what he heard in the prison, and the current squabbles with the other troops that got Overlord to assign one of their few propper medics to a frag-off how knows asteroid.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "Then he is a threat to my Decepticons and everyone around him." he says, looking to Starscream. "What would you do with a mad turbofox, Starscream? I would attempt to cure it. If not, we put it down. The list is.. option two. If Shockwave does not work out. Of course I could send him to Overlord too. That is an other option."

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream knits his ridges and is unable to hide the cringe that forms on his face, he doesn't respond for a good klik before saying. "But of course my Liege."

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron arches a brow "Do you have a better suggestion?" he asks looking at his XO.

**Starscream has posed:**
     "Of course not sir, your logic is sound." He'd explain placing his hand against his chest and properly setting his posture. "After all it is why you are in the position and not I." For now. "I just do not wish to know what sort of /damage/ will be done to the place if those brutes are allowed to chase the damnable seeker all over the place." He'd sigh, trying to play off, and cover up the fact he was scared.

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron nods "Less than if we let Phantom continue what he is doing unmolested." he says, rubbing his chin.

**Starscream has posed:**
     Starscream is quite for a long moment, wondering if he should warn Megatron about just how /badly/ that word was going to go over, once the soldiers heard it, considering what happened with /caress/.. No no he needs to learn the hard way, like HE Did, yes, this will be his trouble for the cycle! "I understand sir, hopefully he'll be /receptive/ to what will be presented to him."

**Megatron has posed:**
Megatron is glad he didnt say it over broadband nope. And Starscream shoudl be glad the word receptive isnt said over it either. "Yes. Well. We'll either be able to keep him or destroy him. We'll see how it works out."