02-26-2018, 02:55 PM
The Chaos Bringer found himself in a black void, reminiscent of Outer Space. Yet this was not Outer Space because he’d know if it was. The spark beat of his brother, Primus could not be felt by him so wherever it was, he had no clue as to where he was. In addition, someone appeared near him and appeared to be made out of pure platinum, or marble. Either way, the shining nature possessed by them caused Unicron to wish he could look away. The creature seemed to resemble a human to a degree, but had features that he couldn’t exactly determine. Partially, Unicron blamed this on the body that he now called home. The potshot of Dark Energon blasted by Megatron at Bumblebee had ended up infecting Rafael. As a result, Unicron unfortunately had Megatron to “thank” for his current living arrangements of being trapped inside Rafael. It was not all bad however, because he did gain something. The Autobots could not hurt him anymore, because in doing so they would have to kill one of their wards, and they would not do that. Besides, if they tried, Unicron was certain he would murder them all.
At those thoughts, Rafael’s presence could be felt lashing out against him in his head. Unicron now knew that Rafael was holding Unicron to his word. The Autobots were to be spared, in return for allowing Unicron to exist alongside him, in a sort of symbiotic relationship. Both had bonded with the other because they had something the other needed. Unicron had needed the Dark Energon in Rafael to stay alive, and Rafael had needed Unicron’s vast knowledge to help protect the humans, and Autobots from their foes the Decepticons.
When the white individual, as there were no more apt words that Unicron could think of that did not involve ancient languages, and nasty words, handed them a rainbow colored sphere, Unicron examined it. This “orb” was supposed to be the power that powered the place. Why, if he had his own powers back, he’d have reduced the white individual to a stain, or less than that for daring to cause him this irritation. The fact others had been given the same powers irritated Unicron all the more, because it meant he was going to be in a weakened state, with others after him. Hopefully the Matrix of Leadership did not exist here.
At that, a twinge of hope from Rafael could be felt. Why did Rafael want the Matrix of Leadership around? It was the one thing, one of a few things actually that could harm Unicron and possibly seal him away. But, then Unicron examined the reasons that Rafael wanted the Matrix. As he did this, the black around them faded, leaving them in blinding white, before they were put inside a Fountain of sorts. Stepping out, Unicron’s clothes had been made to be like a sponge and were completely filled with water. Water as you know is of course heavier when it is soaked into fabric, and so slowed the movement of Unicron at first. Frustrated because he could not move as fast as he liked, and also because he did not want Rafael to develop Hypothermia, Unicron decided it was time to test out the orb that he had been given.
Unicron held out the orb, and concentrated. The orb did nothing. His hand went up and smacked himself in the face, before Unicron began to try something else.
“Kamememememeha!” growled Unicron, trying to make the orb do anything. Sadly it did not perform that anime blast not that he remembered it properly, even though Rafael was a fan of animes and had watched more than a few in the past. The next thing he tried was a Hadouken with similar results. “ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!” was shouted out by the Chaos Bringer as he could not make this substance do what he wanted it to. Namely, anything, or more specifically make him a set of clothes he could change Rafael into that were not waterlogged, because he didn’t want the kid to get Hypothermia. If only because doing so would allow him to develop the problem. As it was a simply solved problem, Unicron began concentrating his efforts, and finally, the Omnilium began to do something.
“FINALLY!” stated Unicron, once he had made a gray set of sweats, and a shirt for Rafael, as well as a pair of sandals. Promptly changing out of the wet clothes he had been in, and drying himself off with a towel, he put the new garments on in a hurry. Sure, he’d be going commando in a fashion, but he didn’t care right now. The point was keeping the boy warm, so that he didn’t develop any form of Hypothermia, or similar problems.
At that moment, Unicron’s control ended because Rafael was let have control by him. Why were his butt cheeks pressing against his sweats? Oh. The water of the Fountain had ruined the clothes he had been wearing, and Unicron didn’t know enough about Omnilium to use it, realized Rafael as he reviewed what the Chaos Bringer had done so far. So it seemed to Rafael the Chaos Bringer had not done anything horrible yet. Although he did want to murder Omni in a fire with plenty of stabbity death, although Rafael couldn’t honestly blame him. They were both in a new place, and Unicron had lost most of his powers, due to Omni.
This was likely not easy on Unicron, more than likely. At that, Rafael could feel a mental acknowledgement that what he said was indeed the truth. The Chaos Bringer was most certainly not pleased with his current set of circumstances, because the bulk of his power had been removed by Omni. What little he had left, he had given to Rafael in order to make his body capable of surviving when Unicron’s full strength returned eventually.
Rafael had to admit, he had not expected such selflessness out of the Chaos Bringer. Still neither possessed any real fighting abilities. What little Rafael knew of computer programming had seemed to disappear as well upon his arrival in the Omniverse, it was like he had never even touched a computer as well. Just what was the effect that did something like this to someone upon their arrival in this place, and how did someone reverse it?
Whatever the cause was, Rafael knew Unicron was most certainly not going to be happy about losing all of his abilities in the Omniverse. In addition, being defenseless was not something Rafael particularly wanted to experience. Memories of small enclosed spaces that he had been inserted into against his will came to mind, just to start, but also other memories of him getting harassed by bullies, or ne’er do wells, such as Vince for one. Yes, being helpless was something both Unicron and Rafael could agree on, that they both held an immeasurable amount of distaste for being. Helplessness was not something they liked.
Unicron then projected in front of Rafael, outside of his mind. “We need to talk, Rafael.” Unicron sighed. Really, he hated to waste the energy, but he did not need any of the locals assuming Rafael was not completely mentally healthy. Rafael nodded. “Somehow we’re in a place called the Omniverse. Some individual made out of what appears to be pure white brought us to this place, and views us as entertainment.”
Unicron grimaced. “I’ll entertain him alright. I’ll shove the Dark Star Saber so far up his aft he’ll need a series of surgeries to get it out!” The Chaos Bringer was not amused about being stripped of all his powers, not in the slightest. Taking control of Rafael he tried to materialize the Dark Star Saber, and nothing happened. Not a thing. Attempting to access any of his abilities was also fruitless, it was like he had nothing other than the ability to project.
Food, and Shelter were going to be needed by them, Unicron knew that much. They were also going to need more clothes than the ones that Rafael currently had. Weapons were also good, and perhaps even regaining their powers and skills. Unicron knew Rafael would enjoy gaining back his ability to program computers, and for Unicron, well the Dark Star Saber may have been made by Megatron, but even it would be an improvement over his helpless state right now.
Bad enough that he was stuck in a human, bad enough that he was powerless, but it was even worse that he couldn’t even remember what he was capable of, at all. It was like someone had wiped his memories of all the attacks, and all the weapons, and all the skills he had. They were going to have to learn new ones to replace the old ones that he had once had.
And that was going to take time. Omni had said that there were others here, others like them who possessed the same substance, Omnilium. Chances are they had been here longer, and had already regained their skills, and abilities. Survival was not going to be easy, although it could be possible for them, if the Chaos Bringer took the lead.
After about thirty minutes of walking, towards the gate that had the white clad individuals around it, Unicron stopped and let Rafael take charge.
Rafael frowned when he noticed one of the soldiers point the blaster at him. After an order was barked for him to get on his knees, and allow a search, Rafael did. After the search was done, Rafael started walking in another direction towards the gate of Camelot, without knowing. For he was not going to go somewhere he was clearly unwanted, there was no sense in that.
At those thoughts, Rafael’s presence could be felt lashing out against him in his head. Unicron now knew that Rafael was holding Unicron to his word. The Autobots were to be spared, in return for allowing Unicron to exist alongside him, in a sort of symbiotic relationship. Both had bonded with the other because they had something the other needed. Unicron had needed the Dark Energon in Rafael to stay alive, and Rafael had needed Unicron’s vast knowledge to help protect the humans, and Autobots from their foes the Decepticons.
When the white individual, as there were no more apt words that Unicron could think of that did not involve ancient languages, and nasty words, handed them a rainbow colored sphere, Unicron examined it. This “orb” was supposed to be the power that powered the place. Why, if he had his own powers back, he’d have reduced the white individual to a stain, or less than that for daring to cause him this irritation. The fact others had been given the same powers irritated Unicron all the more, because it meant he was going to be in a weakened state, with others after him. Hopefully the Matrix of Leadership did not exist here.
At that, a twinge of hope from Rafael could be felt. Why did Rafael want the Matrix of Leadership around? It was the one thing, one of a few things actually that could harm Unicron and possibly seal him away. But, then Unicron examined the reasons that Rafael wanted the Matrix. As he did this, the black around them faded, leaving them in blinding white, before they were put inside a Fountain of sorts. Stepping out, Unicron’s clothes had been made to be like a sponge and were completely filled with water. Water as you know is of course heavier when it is soaked into fabric, and so slowed the movement of Unicron at first. Frustrated because he could not move as fast as he liked, and also because he did not want Rafael to develop Hypothermia, Unicron decided it was time to test out the orb that he had been given.
Unicron held out the orb, and concentrated. The orb did nothing. His hand went up and smacked himself in the face, before Unicron began to try something else.
“Kamememememeha!” growled Unicron, trying to make the orb do anything. Sadly it did not perform that anime blast not that he remembered it properly, even though Rafael was a fan of animes and had watched more than a few in the past. The next thing he tried was a Hadouken with similar results. “ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!” was shouted out by the Chaos Bringer as he could not make this substance do what he wanted it to. Namely, anything, or more specifically make him a set of clothes he could change Rafael into that were not waterlogged, because he didn’t want the kid to get Hypothermia. If only because doing so would allow him to develop the problem. As it was a simply solved problem, Unicron began concentrating his efforts, and finally, the Omnilium began to do something.
“FINALLY!” stated Unicron, once he had made a gray set of sweats, and a shirt for Rafael, as well as a pair of sandals. Promptly changing out of the wet clothes he had been in, and drying himself off with a towel, he put the new garments on in a hurry. Sure, he’d be going commando in a fashion, but he didn’t care right now. The point was keeping the boy warm, so that he didn’t develop any form of Hypothermia, or similar problems.
At that moment, Unicron’s control ended because Rafael was let have control by him. Why were his butt cheeks pressing against his sweats? Oh. The water of the Fountain had ruined the clothes he had been wearing, and Unicron didn’t know enough about Omnilium to use it, realized Rafael as he reviewed what the Chaos Bringer had done so far. So it seemed to Rafael the Chaos Bringer had not done anything horrible yet. Although he did want to murder Omni in a fire with plenty of stabbity death, although Rafael couldn’t honestly blame him. They were both in a new place, and Unicron had lost most of his powers, due to Omni.
This was likely not easy on Unicron, more than likely. At that, Rafael could feel a mental acknowledgement that what he said was indeed the truth. The Chaos Bringer was most certainly not pleased with his current set of circumstances, because the bulk of his power had been removed by Omni. What little he had left, he had given to Rafael in order to make his body capable of surviving when Unicron’s full strength returned eventually.
Rafael had to admit, he had not expected such selflessness out of the Chaos Bringer. Still neither possessed any real fighting abilities. What little Rafael knew of computer programming had seemed to disappear as well upon his arrival in the Omniverse, it was like he had never even touched a computer as well. Just what was the effect that did something like this to someone upon their arrival in this place, and how did someone reverse it?
Whatever the cause was, Rafael knew Unicron was most certainly not going to be happy about losing all of his abilities in the Omniverse. In addition, being defenseless was not something Rafael particularly wanted to experience. Memories of small enclosed spaces that he had been inserted into against his will came to mind, just to start, but also other memories of him getting harassed by bullies, or ne’er do wells, such as Vince for one. Yes, being helpless was something both Unicron and Rafael could agree on, that they both held an immeasurable amount of distaste for being. Helplessness was not something they liked.
Unicron then projected in front of Rafael, outside of his mind. “We need to talk, Rafael.” Unicron sighed. Really, he hated to waste the energy, but he did not need any of the locals assuming Rafael was not completely mentally healthy. Rafael nodded. “Somehow we’re in a place called the Omniverse. Some individual made out of what appears to be pure white brought us to this place, and views us as entertainment.”
Unicron grimaced. “I’ll entertain him alright. I’ll shove the Dark Star Saber so far up his aft he’ll need a series of surgeries to get it out!” The Chaos Bringer was not amused about being stripped of all his powers, not in the slightest. Taking control of Rafael he tried to materialize the Dark Star Saber, and nothing happened. Not a thing. Attempting to access any of his abilities was also fruitless, it was like he had nothing other than the ability to project.
Food, and Shelter were going to be needed by them, Unicron knew that much. They were also going to need more clothes than the ones that Rafael currently had. Weapons were also good, and perhaps even regaining their powers and skills. Unicron knew Rafael would enjoy gaining back his ability to program computers, and for Unicron, well the Dark Star Saber may have been made by Megatron, but even it would be an improvement over his helpless state right now.
Bad enough that he was stuck in a human, bad enough that he was powerless, but it was even worse that he couldn’t even remember what he was capable of, at all. It was like someone had wiped his memories of all the attacks, and all the weapons, and all the skills he had. They were going to have to learn new ones to replace the old ones that he had once had.
And that was going to take time. Omni had said that there were others here, others like them who possessed the same substance, Omnilium. Chances are they had been here longer, and had already regained their skills, and abilities. Survival was not going to be easy, although it could be possible for them, if the Chaos Bringer took the lead.
After about thirty minutes of walking, towards the gate that had the white clad individuals around it, Unicron stopped and let Rafael take charge.
Rafael frowned when he noticed one of the soldiers point the blaster at him. After an order was barked for him to get on his knees, and allow a search, Rafael did. After the search was done, Rafael started walking in another direction towards the gate of Camelot, without knowing. For he was not going to go somewhere he was clearly unwanted, there was no sense in that.