1328/The Times They Are A-Changing

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar had been awaiting his interrogator for some time now. It was dark in the cell located far from the general population, a particularly well contained and guarded isolation chamber. The Airmech's arms were bound, fully cased within large gauntlet-like mag-cuffs that appeared both heavy and uncomfortable. At the rear of his cell he sat in a severaly weakened state, having sworn off all energon rations at the insistance that slipped drugs were causing him to hallucinate some kind of alternate reality version of a long deceased traitor...Vortex.

    Upon his chest remained a chipped painted on emblem familiar to all as the badge of the Autobots.

**Overlord has posed:**
Interrogator is...a kind title when it comes to Overlord. Indeed, as the Decepticon General strides into the prison and towards the cell holding Darkstar, there's a hint of...boredom with a lingering hope at amusement expressed on his face, and he draws up to the cell and just takes his time to stare the wayward...prisoner.

Though, unlike most who might simply stare at the Autobot rubsign in wonder or confusion, or even curiosity, it's Darkstar's optics that draw the most scrutiny, and for what could be a good long moment or three, Overlord simply studies in silence, arms clasped behind his back in that officer's pose.

"Tell me why I should care what you have to say," he finally offers up. A straight-forward, very concise statement. An order, almost, if the tone were to be taken as such.... "I'm listening."

**Goth has posed:**
     And here is Goth as he comes in to join Vortex, medical supplies ready encase he needs to patch Darkstar up again, he's well aware the mech has been starving himself but what could he do? The scientist huffs and his ears remain back as he remains silent to let Overlord work.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex saunders in, with his cart full of what looks like medical supplies and blades. Oh. Lots of sharp blades. The interrogator sees that Overlord is already at work and crosses his arms behind his back, his rotors going flat. "More amateurs." he says.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar was slow to stand, but stand he did. Wobbling at first footing, the mech was quick to reclaim his composure and straighten his back in as diginified a manner as possible in spite of the heavy mag-cuffs and being tremendously low on energon. If the Overlord before him was any different from the one he had remembered other than the lack of an Autobot emblem it did not show. His optics watched the other for only as long as the other watched him before the General's opening statement.

    "Nothing here is as it should be... You are you, but still identify as a Decepticon. We have not been Decepticons for nearly a thousand years from my understanding. Those who are now Decepticons that \*I\* remember... They are who you and I would refer to as 'traitors'." A glance around finds Goth again, who seemed to know him, and Vortex who is supposed to be dead. "That one there... The Combaticon. I recall his demise at the hands of Supreme Chancellor Megatron. I thought 'im a drug induced hallucination at first, but... As ya' can see now I'm starting to think I'm mistaken."

**Overlord has posed:**
"Your...affiliates. The Autobots. What do they stand for? Or...I suppose, what did /we/ stand for, if it helps you fathom the question easier." He glances over at Goth and Vortex, but nothing is said outright as his attention returns to Darkstar. "And...what is the state of Cybertron and the war?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth gives OVerlord a nod of acknowledgment as he listens.. About fragging time this idiot stopped thinking he was on drugs! Still though.. this was something they had been attempting to do but PHantom kept messing up... Goth looks into the cell at Darkstar, keeping his normal.. unamused, appearance.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods to Overlord. "Oh. Those are some good questions." he admits. "Allright, lets see what he's got in store for our little Autobot.."

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "The Autobots stand for the practical restoration of Cybertron as a galactic super power," Darkstar offers simply at first before shooting another glance toward Goth, who had made him realize that there is another Darkstar that they remember other than himself. "...The Decepticons 'ave been forced to small pockets of resistance on Cybertron's surface with their main base of operations located on Luna Two. Supreme Chancellor Megatron heads the reformed Senate. Elita One is leader of the Decepticon Resistance."

    Again Darkstar fixed his gaze on Vortex, the zombie-mech. "Last I checked I'm still bigger'n you, Choppa-bot."

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord looks Darkstar over very carefully, especially as the taunt is levied at Vortex. "Are you now... bigger than him, that is." He straightens up and looks back at Vortex. "Vortex...you've every bit of authorization needed to...make him smaller to suit your tastes. This one is, clearly, an enemy regardless of where he hails from."

He turns to step away from the cell and leave further questions to the proper interrogator. "However...if...something useful were to spill from his vocal processors during your...exercise, Vortex, and it were to...help us in destroying the Autobots, or...even to find his...home -wherever it may be- then we ought to hear him out. Otherwise... I could care less if death finds him."

He takes a seat and smiles, quite content to watch everything unfold. "If I am indeed acting as a traitor would for him...then who am I to dissapoint?"

**Goth has posed:**
     This is a different Darkstar, correct? Then he should feel no pity, he folds his arms behind him, merely keeping his expression still, still he raises a ridge slightly at Darkstar, and then glances to OVerlord, tilting his helm, but says nothing. He's here to do his Job after all.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex holds up a long, dexterious finger "Naa. I like him big and bad. Gives him a sense of power over me. Makes him feel less vulnerable and more secure. When someone like him is secure. They will talk and brag. Won't they?" He leans in, watching Darkstar. "Full Authorization. Nice." he chuckles. "Now. Let's get the formalities out of the way. You're a Darkstar who thinks hes from somewhere else where things happened differently. Im a Vortex from here and now who is preparing to make you talk or scream. Either way it will be fun. Let's get the formalities out of the way. The me threatening you with this." he holds up a curved serrated blade. "And you saying you'll never talk and protect your people like every other Autobot. Now... bring on the heroics. I don't have all night to get past the I'll never talk , villain stage."

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar scoffs at Overlord's decision, and a shrug of his shoulders belies his acceptance of the situation at hand. "Very well... Torture it is. I've been waiting long enough anyway," he says matter of factly as his gaze remained on Vortex. "Like I care that you have yourself a shiny blade. I've been prepared for torture an' destruction since I woke up here."

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord looks over at Goth a moment and motions the medic over. "I will not be...quick to blame you if he dies here, though I've no doubt Vortex can prolong things as long as he wishes to. Death will not be viewed as a failure on your part. Still, I would be curious to know more about how he got here...and what might be gained on his...world." He muses on that a moment.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex goes through his cart of toys. "So which one.." he puts the blade away "Not you.. no>" he picks up whwat looks like a hypo full of something green and glowing. "Not you either.. Nope.." he finally just picks up a energon cube. "This one." he motions. "Open the cell. I'm going to visit." He says softly. "I bet you havent ate a thing in a while. Undo those restraints will you? We won't need them." he says. "Wer're gonna talk. Traitor. To traitor." he says giving an invisible smile under his mask.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth steps over, keeping his posture proper and erect as he walked on his hind legs, winged-arms folded behind him as he lets out a hem, being obedient as he can with the likes of Overlord around. "Understood, sir.. and.. Hmm This is a complicated answer, as multiple realities have been proven to exist, it's hard to say, given his location in space it's possible a tear in reality spat him out after some sort of massive surge that would create a rift that would soon seal itself." He'd bring a claw forward to tap against his face plate.

      "It would depend on how much damage has been done to his world in that matter as any number of things could of happened differently from here." He'd add with a nod, speaking rather well, watching Vortex from the corner of his optic.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar booms a laugh then, optic-ridge canting as he catches Overlord's agenda as it is communicated to Vortex. "Traitor to traitor, you say... The traitor is already dead apparently," the spacer notes, his red optics flashing at the Combaticon. "...Unless your ilk carry the ideology of the Decepticons from \*my\* end," he adds after Goth is finished speaking.

    Overlord receives a somewhat perplexed look, as if Darkstar was having some kind of difficulty with believing that this Overlord was somehow the bleeding core type. "Cybertron is not in danger," states the Airmech, answering Goth's question in a bored tone.

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord nods slightly. "Cybertron, as you know it, is not in danger... all the more reason to find out where it is and how to get there." He drums his fingers lightly on the arm of the chair he's sitting on. "And I wwould be wonderfully overjoyed to find that information out. Vortex...is he outfitted with...a flight recorder of sorts?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "I definately am." he says, pulling over a stool to sit on so he can start his talking. He moves the cube over to the prisoner. "Can someone undo his restraints? Poor spacer needs to eat. It's fine, Itell you. I just want to talk." He says. "So. Darkstar. What do you remember before these crazy traitors got you?" he asks.

**Goth has posed:**
     "But it could be ravaged, must like ours is headed, so many ruins, delplated resources, or worse." He'd hem. "Though, that does bring into question what resources maybe there.. And how likely bringing them to this reality would cause ether continuity to collapse." He'd add with another musing tap to the chin, the bat-former was very much not dumb as most would think.

      Goth would then glance to Overlord in regards to undoing Darkstar's restraints.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar crouches low to the ground before leaning back against the rear wall of his cell, still watching Vortex as the Combaticon begins to question him. "I don't know who or what any of you are yet..." he begins, looking briefly again toward Overlord when Vortex requests that his heavy mag-cuffs be removed. "You know why I haven't consumed any energon, don't you? If this proves to be a Decepticon ploy then I will have betrayed Megatron... That simply will no do. I'll pass on the...provisions-- for now."

    The 'Autobot' turns his head slightly to watch Goth as the mechabat speaks up. "Cybertron is runnin' low on resources, though the Empire under the Supreme Chancellor is changing that. That is why we fight the Decepticons... They do not agree with taking resources from underdeveloped worlds. Foolish idealists who do not understand the gravity of the situation. You...here...your Cybertron is in danger?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex nods "You're afraid of drugs or what not but let me swear to you. If I wanted to drug you, I'd just grab a fuel line." he takes the cube and opens his faceplate just enough to sip out of it himself. "Oh yes. Running low on resources. I think we're a few thousand years behind you." he offers the rest of the cube to Darkstar. "See? Its clean, ya big protoform."

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord continues to watch and just...well, take notes, really, sort of recording this and that on a datapad as he hears the exchange between the other mechs, including Goth's remarks. Certainly it's...interesting, but he's not one to discount anything just yet.

**Goth has posed:**
     "Anyone with intellectual sense can see things are spiraling to an unfortunate outcome.." He'd scoff, green optics peering at the spacer, and ear twitches as he looks at Darkstar, he's remain silent though, not wishing to ruin Vortex's fun, but the bat is there... Though he does wonder, if he never existed in THIS Darkstar's world, who did? He clearly knows the type of Mechbat Goth is, as opposed to Ratbat.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar rubs his wrist servos when the heavy mag-cuffs are removed, and after a moment of staring into the optics of his interrogator the spacer smacks the energon onto the floor. "Pass... I don't know you. You look like him, you talk like him, but'choo ain't him." Still, he seemed to be pleased by the removal of his heavily restrictive cuffs.

    "Overlord looks like Overlord, but ain't General Overlord also. I'm guessin' that's the case with the Supreme Chancellor as well. Nobody 'ere is who they're supposed to be. But if I can ask a question... Where is Darkstar? Fraggit, TWO questions. What do \*you\* fight for as Decepticons?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex remains calm as the energon is slammed to the ground. "Eh. Suit yourself. So, tell me, Spacecase.." he says, looking to Darkstar. "If I'm not me, who am I?" He says. "You had to explain your whole society to us. Don't you think if we lived it..you wouldn't have to?" he asks.

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord looks at Darkstar very critically. "As Decepticons? We fight for Cybertron, of course, that any and all can live free of the restrictions imposed by the Senate, and to...prevent the Autobots from installing a similar rule under fear, allowing those like Pharma to ... experiment on those who do not conform to their ideals without proper retributive action."

He grins. "As for me? I fight for the Decepticons...because it lets me have fun the way I know how." He smirks just a bit. "And you... you strike me as one I could have fun with for a long, long time."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth is silent, should he answer? Was it directed at him? He didn't know, e kept his arms folded, listening and watching like the proper bat he was... Though /their/ Darkstar was AMI, he had gotten out of the garrus-1, that much was known..

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "What would stop you from playing coy, Major? What would stop you from lying for the sake of information extraction, eh? I've been in prison camps before, y'know..." Darkstar shook his head. He wasn't created yesterday, and was as far from being a genius as he was a total moron.

    "Pharma..." Darkstar chuckled at hearing the name, but he fails to dwell on the topic of who he knows as a rogue scientist and intergalactic mercenary. "We've fought countless times, General. You're one of the only mechs worth training with regularly... Well, the you I know," snorts the spacer.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex blinks. "Wiat. Wait wait. Did you just call me a ...did you just call me an officer? Because I'll have you know, no one promotes me. Not now not ever." he says like that's a insult. "And the General's right. You and I we come from different worlds. Different times. Question is. Where is /our/ darkstar?" he asks. "And what was the last thing you remember from your world. It will help us figure out how you got here."

**Soundwave has posed:**
At some point, the other Decepticons may become aware of Soundwave's presence. Yep, he's doing his slightly creepy sneak-entrance again where you have to wonder just how long he's been standing there listening. However long it's been, he's certainly there now, red visor flickering once in the shadows. He says nothing, nor explains nothing, but then again- he doesn't have to. He answers only to Megatron. /Possibly/ Starscream, but only to serve Megatron- and the Decepticon cause.

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord looks back faintly at Soundwave before turning his attention to the interrogation underway. "Good of you to join us, Soundwave... There's something interesting about this...Darkstar variant. There's another Cybertron he's from...one which may have some value to us if we can get to it."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's ear twitches and he glances over to Soundwave, nodding to him, the bat is deep in his own thoughts as he looks back to Vortex and Darkstar, letting out a click of the tongue as he thinks.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "Before the you I know turned traitor, yes... I agree however. You never should've risen above Sergeant. We had a lot of good times, you and I, before Onslaught insisted that every Combaticon rise with him. That was probably the beginning of the end for the Combaticons. Swindle never should'a been a Senator...he couldn't help himself- the promise of all those shanix from double-dealin'."

    Another shrug is offered to the combaticon when he asks about 'their' Darkstar. "I don't know... If I'd seen 'em I'd probably 'ave had some kinda idea of what I would be wakin' up to here. Last thing I remember is our space tear stabilizer station bein' attacked by Decepticons during some kinda test bein' run by Shockwave. They'd been tryin' to keep us from tampering with it for a couple centuries, but never succeeded. One of the stasis pylons was hit by a foreward mounted naval destroyer gauss rifle durin' the fight. S'all I know," the Airmech explains as Soundwave joins the party.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is way too focused on his prisoner to notice Soundwave yet. He pause.s "Look. We're mercenary trash. I'm a major. Swindle's a Senator. And you don't find this the least bit strange? So. Space tear attacked by Shockwave. And you were hit by a pylon. And.. so. I wonder what happened to the /real/ you."

**Soundwave has posed:**
Soundwave doesn't directly, immediately answer Overlord, but his visor flickers again as he studies Darkstar, reaching out with his mind to see if he can pick up emotions or thoughts. He is aware of the other's reactions to him as well, though he remains silent. Seems he's not very talkative tonight. Then again, he rarely is. He definitely reaches out mentally, trying to sense whether this Darkstar is different and if he tells the truth. For now, he simply watches Vortex do his thing. He'll allow the Combaticon interrogator to do what he does best. Soundwave can always come in afterward, if needed.

**Goth has posed:**
     Was a good question alright, where the hell was their idiot? Was swapped with this one? Was their still in this universe? Not to mention what sort of paradoxical hell may occur if they crossed paths, he's already had to /yell/ at Phantom a number of times about those holes the fragger keeps tearing.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    "No, Shockwave's station was attacked by the Decepticons. I was on the security team attempting to push them back," Darkstar corrects Vortex, his fingers curling tightly only to unfurl as he relieves himself of some tension. "\*I\* am the \*real\* me. I dunno any of you... Not if you're Decepticons- unless this is the past somehow. Even so, never saw that Seeker who could pass through walls 'less he was a hologram... An' the Bat-bot over there before," he points out with a finger extended toward at Goth. "...Vortex I knew never wanted to rise through the ranks to clarify. He didn't have much of a choice. It was be an officer or be separated from his...brothers."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sighs "Thats exactly what I think it is. The past. What year is it, Darkstar?" he asks. "Yeah that sounds like something me who isnt me would do. You know something? I believe you. I just dont know how to get you to you land and our Darkstar back to us."

**Soundwave has posed:**
When Soundwave reaches with his mind into Darkstar's, the interesting thing is that it really doesn't feel unfamiliar or foreign in any way. Hmm. He finally speaks, monotonous voice echoing through the room. "That is our Darkstar."

**Goth has posed:**
     Well that was interesting, considering Soundwave is an outlier, thus... Well now, this should be interesting... That would explain how Darkstar knows what a mechbat is. "..Interesting." He'd tap his face plate. "Would explain how he knows what I am, as, I'm quite sure there no other beastformer bats on this planet that look quite like I do." He'd nod. "So he's likely just forgotten due to the time displacement if it is indeed he was somehow thrusted elsewhere... Information creep is a daunting thing."

**Overlord has posed:**
Overlord furrows his brow at Soundwave's declaration and nods curtly. "Then he's turned? Or...what, precisely, has happened to him between...desertion and now?" He pushes himself up and thinks a moment. "Either way... I want to know how to gain access to his...Cybertron, for ourselves." He chuffs softly. "Call me when something useful comes of this." And, with that, he's starting for the doorway out.

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar recites the current year without missing a bit, and every audial in the room would confirm that it is entirely accurate to the present moment as they understand it to be. "...Nor do I. Unless you found somethin' when your forces retrieved me. I woke up in this cell... I can only assume you found me floatin' somewhere in space, or is it even more queer than that?"

    Toward The Voice, the spacer looked and chortled. "Voice... Of course you'd be here too. Been a long...long time." Oh wait. "No...no it hasn't really, has it?" Darkstar begins to laugh, finally finding the tremendous humor in his predicament as Overlord takes his leave.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex turns when he hears Soundwave's voice and jumps. "Ahh! When did you get here?" he composes himself quickly. "It is my professional opinion that he might be himself. But from the future or another dimension. This.. is beyond my training, as far as interrogations. He's not a traitor. Hes just..himself. From someplace else."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth hems and thinks given that time announcement. "So not a different reality.. well sort of a different reality... More.. some sort of different timeline currently running along side ours?" He'd question and then groan and rub his helm. "I Fragging hate this possible concept of time travel." Even for someone as smart as him, still hurt his brain module.

      "Though that doesn't explain why he would forget Phantom and I... considering he spent so long in the training simulators with me." He'd huff. "Or how queer in his own right, that he was with the gl-- Phantom." he'd grumble out, correcting himself. "That and he's not spouting on about the glory and cause is more tolerable."

**Soundwave has posed:**
Soundwave turns to face Goth. "Affirmative." He then looks at Overlord, watching as Overlord makes his exit, and turns to said prisoner. "Negative. Last moment of contact between you and I was..." He proceeds to state the date, which wasn't that long ago.

Now facing Vortex, he nods. "Correct. Prisoner states truth as he perceives it." He pauses before adding, "Vortex: continue on this case for now." Vortex is a competant interrogator, though he is correct in that this is something far beyond the usual interrogation. Even Soundwave hasn't figured this all out yet. "We shall get to the bottom of this."

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Whoa, whoa, wait-a-minute... Did Goth just say "The Cause?"

    "Glory be to The Cause. " Darkstar repeats, red optics flashing toward Goth. "The greater the challenge the more glorious the victory... These sayings are familiar to you then?" That would pretty much solidify beyond a shadow of doubt that all of this was entirely real. If they knew his personality that well then they did know of a Darkstar, and that Darkstar is different from him...perhaps having taken his place elsewhere? Soundwave had said that they were one and the same though, which was impossible. Right?

    "You're right... You do not exist where I've come from. At least you're not from Cybertron," the spacer notes. Soundwave's revelation draws from him a scoff. "The universe is completely fragged..."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth hems again starting to walk around. "It is possible after the incident with Garrus-1 that he was knocked into some sort of alternate timeline, in which is running along us, but altered due to actions differing, perhaps into it's past, however likely due to whatever they were doing in /that/ timeline, he was eventually knocked back into this one, due to it running along side, and some sort of self-correcting mechanism as a way to perhaps prevent some sort of paradoxical meeting which would likely result in sort of collapse of it, or both, timelines." He'd rattle off as he paced in circles.

      "In that time information creep snuck up on him, thus him losing such memories." He'd go on before looking flatly at Darkstar... Yeeep.. That's him alright, Goth just sighs. "Indeed it is, indeed all of that is, you'd go on about it quite often... Do you also recall when you set Vortex's aft fumes on fire?" He'd ask dryly, this was Darkstar after all. "And no.. I am not from Cybertron, even from here, I'm from another planet, known as Eukaris."

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex considers "I wonder if Im the right person to ask him questions.." he giggles. "Yeah dont talk about my firey aft. Im trying to work here goth." He giggles for a good five minutes. "Sorry. Distracted. I wonder if he needs to talk to Lord Megatron."

**Soundwave has posed:**
Yes, it certainly seems to be their Darkstar. He looks to Goth as the bat muses, expression somehow going flatter than usual (if that's possible) at the mention of aft-burning. Ok, enough of that. The outlier flexes and tretches his hands, then steps towards the prisoner, lowering the energy bars keeping him inside momentarily as he makes his way inside the cell. "He will talk to me. Or rather, he will \*show\* me." That's not ominous at all, nosiree!

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar chuckles, "No..." he begins only to finish with "...it was his ener-belches." So very little was different save for a few untimely deaths here and missing bots there with completely backwards faction ID's.

    Soundwave getting close wasn't the most warmly invited invasion of space in the galaxy, but it was too late to protest-- his laughing kind of got in the way. Hands placed upon him Soundwave began to see all that Darkstar had seen from his earliest memories that could possibly be recalled with anything resembling actual clarity.

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth sends Soundwave an apology, if this is their Darkstar after all, it means the /dumb/ things on top of the cause and Glory will jog his memory. "Quite possible he will, once Soundwave is done." he'd nod, gesturing too Soundwave, before giving Darkstar a look. "Don't give him ideas." He'd groan.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex backs away, letting Soundwave have his turn with the prisoner. "Yes, sir. Im sure he will." he seems afraid of the intelligence officer. But then he giggles. "Oh I can so out ener-belch you Darkstar." fooocus, Vortex.

**Soundwave has posed:**
Soundwave discards the belching challenges off to the side, not one to let silly things distract him when there's a job at hand. And speaking of hands, his are placed on the risoner and immediately the visions come. Visions of some sort of alternate timeline...

He steps back, processing. Goth's apology is noted but unneccessary. "Darkstar did get... swallowed up by alternate timeline, somehow. Spent very long time living there. Factions... evolved...." He looks almost questioningly at Darkstar, "....differently. Over time."

**Darkstar has posed:**
    To Vortex, Darkstar speaks first. "The Pit you can out belch me, Major..."

    Well, that felt weird. Is he going to be expected to give Soundwave a call later, or was this supposed to be a one time deal? Oh, the emotions!

    "Yeah...'cept I don't recall ever knowin' fraggers you all think I'm suppose ta' know. How's that figure?" he wonders, crossing his arms from where he continued to sit on the floor. "Wouldn't I remember stuff from before I ended up where factions...'evolved' differently? Why's it that I can remember everything from elsewhere just fine?"

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth lets out a "AHAH!" as Soundwave basically confirms Goth is /exactly/ right, proving his geanuise correct... Gods it felt good to be validated, before he lets out a groan. "Overlord will not be happy to know that information, as replicating to get to such a place is.. not recommended if we wish to keep things stable here." He'd sigh and his frame deflated.

      He'd then look at Darkstar. "...Well in Theory, if you took the place of the /you/ there, you'd likely subsoom his memories, likely in the universe's attempt to prevent damage, that, and, or, if you ended up in the /past/ and ended up relieving said memories different, it's quite possible they were overridden, as memory is a... tricky, thing.." She'd explain.

      "It's quite possible the more time you are back in your time propper now, they will slowly correct themselves over time. even more so as you adjust back here and find things you had left." He'd explain, getting out a datapad and showing Darkstar the schematics for the rockets they'd been working on. "Case and point, these we had been working on." He'd nod. "...I'd still suggest our Lord speak with you." Mostly to ensure he won't run off the second he's allowed out.

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex is quiet for a long time while Soundwave does his thing. "You.. know..what.. I have to say about all this?" he vents deeply, hard, collectinga s much air as he can. He then lets out a audio splittingly loud belch, nodding at Darkstar "Yeah, it sounds like Darkstar. Should we bother Megatron with this?"

**Soundwave has posed:**
Goth answers Darkstar's question intelligently, so Soundwave simply nods. He turns to Vortex. "Yes. I will inform Lord Megatron of what we have found."

**Darkstar has posed:**
    Darkstar slaps himself in the face after about five seconds of listening to Goth speak. "Ugh... Wish I hadn't asked. Stuff's way too complicated ta' me. I hate time travel holo-movies...let alone actual time travel, or alternate reality whatever-the-frag. I'll take yer' word for it," the spacer sighs. Rockets though... He loved rockets, and apparently he was supposedly working on some new additions to his arsenal. "Lemme see that!" Darkstar's hands grabbed the datapad, his optics scanning over the contents. "Hah...hahahah..HAHAHAH! GLORIOUS!" Yes, those looked excellent. A truly rude awakening for any who stood in their path.

    "I think I may...have to...REjoin your ranks here. I'm certain that you could use the extra firepower if you're still battling the Decepticons for The Cause." Erm. "...The Autobots, rather." Nothing says 'I'm with you' like nearly completed starkiller rocket prototypes.

    Snapping his head toward Vortex, Darkstar booms. "The Supreme Chancellor should be informed that I am useful to The Cause!" He then looked to Soundwave, "So long as he is indeed the mech of highest station here."

**Goth has posed:**
     Goth's snout scrunches and he /glares/ at Vortex. "Gods dammit Vortex." He'd groan out as he slapped a hand over his optics, flinching backwards as Darkstar shoots up to look at the Datapad, his ears falling back and he chuffs. "Believe me, I'm far from dim-sparked, and this all does strain my processors as well." He'd huff.

      "Right then... General.." He'd look to Soundwave and nod and Then to Vortex. "I suppose you have another report to write?"

**Vortex has posed:**
Vortex sighs "Fiiine. I'll write the report. But it wasn't my best work." he says. "Darkstar. I'd be fine with you among us if the higher ups can trust ya. I mean if they can trust Phan Phan... I dont see why it'd be a problem."

**Soundwave has posed:**
Soundwave simply stares back at Darkstar. "LORD Megatron is of the highest station. There is none that compare. Your fate is ultimately in his capable hands." He looks to Goth and Vortex, nods, and makes his way out of the cell again to leave without another word.