mayfield_rpg | First Trumpeting: At least there isn't a Predacon to trick him this time

Action A | Outside 623 Topper Street | Open to all

[Silverbolt wakes up. That might actually be something he should dwell on since he's a robot and doesn't exactly sleep, but that is not what is important. What is important is he's in a small wooden crate that is bit cramp. Also, this isn't Cybertron, which is where he expected to come back online at once the Maximals finished their space journey home. Mostly out of sheer habit, he immediately stands up with wings at the ready and takes in his surrounding.

Of course this means he pretty much shatters the dog house he was in to splinters, but that's not important. No, what's important is that has no clue where he is, this isn't prehistoric Earth nor Cybertron, so he might want to start getting information, and quickly.]

Black Arachnia?! Optimus?! Rhinox? Cheetor?

[There's a slight sigh before he continues.]

....Rattrap?

Hrm, they don't seem to be around, nor is my comm working. This is distressing. What could have happened? We had the Predacons defeated when we left...

Maybe I should try some low profile scouting? At least until I figure things out.

Silverbolt! MAXIMIZE!

[Silverbolt actually seems to strike a dramatic pose, expecting something to happen. Which it doesn't. He holds it a moment before he opens his eyes and looks himself over.]

...SILVERBOLT! MAXIMIZE!

[Again, nothing.]

Okay, I think this has gone from distressing to a major problem...

Action B | Around Town | Open to all

[Well, so much for keeping a low profile. Silverbolt has taken to the skies, flying relatively low, but still above the buildings, taking in the surroundings. At first look it seems like a really big hawk, but closer scrutinizing will reveal it has four legs and a wolf head. Actually, stop and stare too long and Silverbolt will dive and land in front of you.]

Excuse me citizen, but perhaps you can help me! Could you tell me what this place is? Or perhaps where it is in relation to Earth or Cybertron? I seem to have been separated from my comrades, and so far have been encountering nothing but strangeness.

[Yeah, a flying wolfhawk is talking to you. In a slightly dramatic, but polite, tone. Typical day in Mayfield, right?]

Phone | Later that evening | Not at all filtered

Greetings citizens of Mayfield! My name is Silverbolt, and it seems I have been captured and trapped here like the rest of you. I am not sure what scoundrel is behind this, but fear not, no matter how bleak things may seem, goodness always prevails!

I may be here without my fellow Maximals, but I promise to do my best to help anyone in trouble as I get to the bottom of this evil scheme!

I'm not sure where to start, but the important thing to remember is to never give up hope! As long your spark is online, you can always keep trying to attain your goals! So worry not, for tomorrow is another bright day!

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"Aah..." He... He's not sure that's the best...

"I do not think that would be the best of methods..." He floats to the ground, inspecting him. "It would be much easier if one simply checked for bloodflow by way of a 'pulse'. Humans often use this method to discern the life of another. If you have in fact been given such a state, this should be no different."

Under normal conditions, that might work, but a Maximals beast mode is a fully organic covering to protect our robotic systems from Energon radiation.

There is blood vessels and an organic circulatory system for my beast form, so I'd have a pulse even if I'm merely trapped in it...

"Hmm... Yet it is only a covering? If that is the case, how is it that the heart is able to exist then? The heart is quite central in most organisms, as I recall."

Well, many of my robotic systems mimic more common organic systems. For example, I have a cardiac pump that moves vital fluids throughout my body.

"Aah. That does indeed pose a disadvantage in coming to the correct conclusion... Using harm as a method of discerning the correct answer does not seem to be a good one however..." Ohhhh this isn't good- Ah.

"...Would the metals beneath this covering react to magnetic materials?"

Hrm, yes, I believe so. It would have to be quite powerful though, as this organic covering is also a bit helpful in protecting from weak electromagnetic pulses. But make it too strong and it may as well just knock me out like very strong one...

"Hmmmm..." He has to go into a bit of thought on that. But-

Oh!

"Aah-" He pulls out a small lens. "Perhaps I could use this; the AR vision takes a certain colour over objects... It uses it to discern how a hologram is meant to interact with the area. I do not know how it will react to a robotic being covered in organic matter, but it is worth a try, yes?"

Ah, I think I see, you think it might be able to see if there's inorganic material under the organic covering?

It's worth a try, maybe try looking at my claw with it?

[And Silverbolt will hold out one of his front claw legs.]

"Aah. If entirely organic, it should..." He clicks the lens on, and the AR link is established.

He seems confused though- "Aah... It does not appear to be able to tell." Well... Better than 'entirely organic' yes?

Yes, that might mean I am simply stuck in my beast mode. Not ideal, but something that can be fixed with the help of my friends, I am sure.

"Your friends?" He looks mildly alarmed by that. "They are here also..??"

I do not know as I have yet to get in contact with them, but whatever caused me to end up here might have brought them with me as well, as we were all on the same ship.

"Unfortunately, I must place doubt on that theory- most who come here are from entirely separate worlds... And regardless of a travelling party, find themselves quite alone, with few exceptions. It is quite likely that attempting to contact them... Will only end in failure, I am afraid to say."

I...I see. That is a bit sad to hear, for myself and the others you speak of. It can be hard to be isolated from ones friends or family.

Is it the area that blocks any way to communicate with them? Perhaps if we looked for a higher spot to transmit a message from?

"It is the area yes, but not in the way you would think. It is quite impossible to leave the city limits- even flying directly upward fails after a short amount of time. It is as though we are trapped within a bubble."

What? You mean we're trapped in this city by some invisible force? Who would do such a thing?

"The question is not so much 'who' but more 'why'... It's likely that discerning that will aid in escaping somehow."

Have others tried to figure the 'why' out, then? Or is there anyway we can help?

"I believe a few have..." Hnnn. "For the moment, leads have 'dried' however. There was a woman mentioned by someone named Grey- someone who is currently deceased, I should add- but we have yet to find anything concrete concerning her whereabouts."

I see... So at the moment, the best thing to do is to keep our eyes and ears open for anything that might help us locate this woman?

"Indeed"

Alright then. What do we know of her so far then?

First Trumpeting: At least there isn't a Predacon to trick him this time

What IS the status on Silverbolt's mayfield entry? :0

Probably just stuck in Beast Mode? So an organic covering over his metal moving parts.

Gotcha. Meanwhile my brain is screaming 'bUT SCIENCE' (stop brain, it's transformers)

YEP TRANSFORMERS (also, I'm BSing just a little because they always techno babble in the series)

Hahaha, it's cool. -u-

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