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[ex_wikipedia788]

(7:44:03 PM) [MUN'S FRIEND]: oh man can you imagine
(7:44:13 PM) [MUN'S FRIEND]: tfp soundwave and rewind
(7:44:17 PM) [MUN] BROTP
(7:44:19 PM) [MUN'S FRIEND]: gently recording each other

Okay so I admit it. I was recording that.

But really?

Soundwave as in the deadly Decepticon Soundwave? As in the Soundwave-of-Ravage-and-Laserbeak-and-a-zillion-other-Recordicons fame? I know the war's over, but does he know? That's all I want to know before you push me anywhere near him. It's not like my alt-form is combat prepped or anything, and Chromedome's not here, in case anything gets dangerous.

I'm not bigoted against Decepticons! I just--have a healthy appreciation for staying online. There's a difference.

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[devoiced]

the war's over [ What. When did this happen.





Also he recorded that conversation too. ]

[ex_wikipedia788]

[What was that undignified vocalization that sounded much like an unmechly squeal? Well it couldn't possibly have come from this little guy's voicebox as he looks up and erp]

Uh! ...Uh.

Yes. Yes, that is definitely true. I can pull up the newsfeeds if you don't believe me. [taps side of head--and then adds, inspired]

And I can also turn into a lethal... ...gun. So don't try anything. Or I'll do that. Yes.

[idle_time]

Smile, we're on Candid Camera?

[devoiced]

[ Ignores the gun comment. If necessary, regardless of fictional vs non fiction alt modes, Soundwave is assured he can defend himself.

That is not what concerns him. ] pull up the newsfeeds

[ex_wikipedia788]

Yeah exactly! ...well. I'm upfront about it! There's a little light, see - [indicates red light on face] - I'm not doing it on the sly or anything.

[idle_time]

All right Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up.

Is everything prime-time with Rewind?

[motherofnemesis]

Do you record everything?

[ex_wikipedia788]

[his eyes flicker a little, and then he fiddles with a chest panel and projects audio;

Bumblebee's voice----a cessation of hostilities on Cybertron and throughout the galaxy
Rodimus's voice----war is over. That day you thought would never come? That's today.
Prowl's voice--You think that just because the war is over we can afford to stop fighting!]

...uh you probably want to know where Megatron is, right? If you're anything like the other Soundwave, I mean.

And I can't...actually answer that question, given that nobody knows where he is.

[ex_wikipedia788]

Y...es.

It's my function! I'm an archivist. And you never know what could be important later, to settle a dispute or to explain something to someone. There's no such thing as unimportant information, is what I'm saying, unless it's untrue information, in which case it's important in proving whoever gave it is unreliable, so even then--

[this guy never stops talking btw] Who are you?

[devoiced]

[Audio: unrecognizable individuals. ]

nobody knows where he is.

[ Megatron: missing? The war is over when Megatron declares it over.

Therefore: information is unreliable.

Ignore, focus on other data.]

the other Soundwave, I mean.

[motherofnemesis]

[ a long beat. chatterboxes, she's not used to them. ]

Nyx.

You must have a remarkable amount of data storage.

[ex_wikipedia788]

You mean, is it all equally important? [ponders] It's fair to say it probably could be important. I don't know right at this second if everything or anything I have could come in handy later, but I'm always looking for more.

So you can tell me your life story if you want!

[idle_time]

[He could be on tv? Wonder of wonders!]

There are those who call me... Wreck-Gar! Leader of the Junkions!

[ex_wikipedia788]

Nyx! I'm Rewind. Hey, doesn't that mean something? Nix--"nothing or "no", a refusal, a warning"--I thought for the most part humans didn't have names that meant things relating to their functions. Unless that's a coincidence.

[his lenses go up at the corners, suggestive of a smile] The most remarkable, actually. I don't have limits. Just sometimes when I take too much in, I get headaches.

[motherofnemesis]

It's a name I chose, so not entirely a coincidence. Rewind - yours is a description of what you do, isn't it?

No limits? So you remember everything? ... How long did this war go on?

[ex_wikipedia788]

I'm pretty sure people are looking. [what people. Admit it, Rewind.] I don't know for sure. We're not on Cybertron anymore, we got kinda flung halfway across the galaxy.

[a hesitation. He doesn't know how to deal with this guy not talking at all, save for in his own little soundbytes, so clearly the solution to being spooked is to babble more.]

Well. He--you--you or he, let's go with he, he was with Megatron right from the beginning, a really scary--[whoops he forgot who he was babbling at]--I mean, uh. He was Megatron's communications officer. During the war--a vital part of history, actually. And, and I think he's on Cybertron right now still, I know a lot of the Decepticons got detained and held at Kimia. But I haven't picked up any broadcasts from Cybertron for a while now, so it's probably old news.

Is there, uh. Is there anything else you'd like to know that I can help with and please don't kill me.

[devoiced]

[ This information seems accurate enough -- or at least, slightly less unlikely to be a lie or Autobot Propoganda.

He is certain that his other self is probably searching for Megatron. ]

on Cybertron

[ex_wikipedia788]

Why'd you choose it? [pause] That's right. It's clever, isn't it. I didn't pick it.

Four million years, two weeks, three days, seventeen hours, four minutes, thirty-two-point-eight seconds. In human chronological measurement. I wasn't there for every single event, but I've collected footage for all the major ones I wasn't around during.

[motherofnemesis]

Nyx was the Greek goddess of the night. But perhaps "a warning" serves as as good a meaning as any.

[ a long pause. fuck. ] That can't be easy for you.

[ex_wikipedia788]

[This having to guess at what he wants is making his logic circuits twinge anxiously, and he rubs a hand over the camera on his head.]

I don't--do you mean where exactly on Cybertron? I'm not sure.

I'm more of a historian, anyway. [poking fingers together] I know a lot of trivia! Whatever you like.

[devoiced]

[ Uninterested in trivia - information required - implication: Cybertron lives.

he repeats "Cybertron" and then goes back to Rewind's original post: ]

healthy [ a skip -- ] online

[ex_wikipedia788]

That's ominous. [cheerfully] I bet it strikes terror into the hearts of your enemies, right?

[his expression is hard to read, but he twitches a little at the--sympathy? Immediately abashed, with a skip-flicker of his optics] Don't worry about me! I'm fine. I'm online, aren't I?

[motherofnemesis]

I hope it does. That was the general idea.

[ as close to sympathy as she comes, and it's not reflected in her face. ] Online only takes you so far.

[ex_wikipedia788]

[sits down attentively, optics fixed on him] The Junkions. This is exciting, I don't have anything on that! I'm going to need to start a new folder.

And you don't mind me recording you? Really? Because it bothers a lot of mechs I know.

[ex_wikipedia788]

Who are they...? If you don't mind me asking.

[an uncertain beat] Well. He's not here right now, but I have Chromedome. And if I were rusting in a scrapyard somewhere I wouldn't.