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[buckethelm]

[ Megatron is a 35-foot-tall robot covered in spiked armour with glowing red eyes, first and foremost, but right now he is also technically a tourist and a kidnappee. It's a fairly new situation to him, given how hard it is to get someone like him to go anywhere they don't particularly want to go. This probably explains the slightly puzzled look on his face.

Those unfortunate enough to be close by will hear heavy, metallic footsteps wandering around the apartment district. He's trying to familiarise himself by exploring, but it's a little awkward when you take up most of the street. ]

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[diediediediediedie]

[The one good thing about being here is that nobody seems to be able to catch Peridot when she flies away from them. Not that she's felt well enough to do that for the last few days, but it's been a nice assurance.

...Guess THAT sure isn't true anymore. Megatron is likely to hear helicopter noises and a sharp startled gasp by his head. Always look before you fly around buildings.]

[buckethelm]

[ That's a very familiar noise to him, even if the decibel level is lower. Megatron hurriedly turns to look, only confirming that it's not who he thought it was. Still a good opportunity to get some information, though.

He sweeps up his left palm and holds it in front of her, trying to block her path with minimal effort. ]

[diediediediediedie]

[UP.

GO UP.

Peridot lets out a little shriek and adjusts her direction to go over his hand. Quickly. Very VERY quickly.]

[buckethelm]

Not so fast!

[ He misses the first time, because she's quick and small, but a moment later he makes a wild swipe at her with his claws - like anyone might try to catch an insect. ]

I require answers.

[diediediediediedie]

[That wild swipe creates wind and that wind causes her to lose control of her fingers, sending her flying upward and then plummeting to the ground.

If Megatron wants answers, he'll have to make sure she doesn't die.]

[panspermia]

[It takes a LOT to show Greg something he's never seen before. As it turns out, there's a LOT of Megatron to show.

Tiny little Greg has just been gaping open-mouthed at this huge thing stomping down the street. His first instinct is to lay low and let the huge spikebot pass him by, but... can robots look confused? Does this guy look confused? It's hard to tell, with his face way up there.]

...Yoooo!

[buckethelm]

[ He halts in his tracks and focuses very very quickly on the tiny human, in the calculated way that robots usually do.

Then the effect is pretty much lost as he raises an eyebrow in a decidedly un-robot-like way.

...He's not actually used to dealing with humans, though. He's not exactly PR-department-worthy. So Megatron just stands there with a questioning look on his face, all what do you want and no manners at all. ]

[panspermia]

[His squeak of terror from that look is fairly small. He's almost practically used to terrifying stares from aliens. Man, all he wanted was a relaxing day jamming in the park, why does he let himself get involved...

Greg adjusts his guitar strap and gives an awkward wave. ]

You uh, you lost or something?

[buckethelm]

I believe so. [ He glances around, taking his merry time about it, and then back down at Greg. ] But I think it would be best if it stayed that way.

Tell me: is it common for sentient beings to wake in this place with no memory of their arrival?

[panspermia]

Ooookay then. [ He scratches at his neck. Guy this big, he can probably get his bearings pretty quickly. ]

Yeah, kinda happens all the time. Kind of a big kidnapping club, at this point.

[defactodefector]

[Rose was expecting a giant shadowy monster, when she followed the sounds of those footsteps. What she finds is... well, pretty spot on, other than the shadowy part.

Still, no reason to make assumptions. It doesn't appear to be a Nox, so there's a chance it's friendly, right? So, she's going to approach it peacefully, with her sword lowered.]

Excuse me. My name is Rose Quartz. If you don't mind me asking, who, and what are you, exactly?

[buckethelm]

[ Megatron isn't massively familiar with humans, but are they supposed to get that tall? He narrows his eyes and responds without assumptions, because maybe she's not. ]

Lord Megatron, of the Decepticons. If you haven't heard of me, I must be very far from chartered space. Perhaps I will tell you what I am when I am certain of your intent, Rose Quartz.

[defactodefector]

[Alright, so this huge thing can talk. Good! For a moment, Rose thought she might have been trying to address a mindless machine, rather than a living being.]

I can't say that I've ever heard of you or any Decepticons, no. Chances are, this space is entirely different from the one you're familiar with.

I'm the leader of the Crystal Gems, a group dedicated to protecting humanity. Most of the people here aren't from the same reality that I am, and I've been separated from the rest of my group, but my mission is still the same. I just need to know if you pose a threat to the people here, that's all. I'm sure you understand my concern.

[buckethelm]

[ Protecting weaker species? Wow this is so out of his care zone he doesn't even have the energy to roll his eyes. ]

I "pose a threat" to those who might seek to control and oppress me or my cause. And to anyone operating under the Autobot badge. Though if you have not heard of the Decepticons, that hardly seems relevant.

[ Info for info, then. ] I come from a planet known as Cybertron. I assure you, I am quite disinterested in humanity or any other race. I have my own concerns for the time being. [ like: energon, and how to refine it? ]

[defactodefector]

Perhaps you could share your concerns with me? There's a chance I might be able to help!

[That, and she doesn't feel entirely comfortable just leaving the giant robot to his own devices around all these easily broken buildings and stepped on people. Especially when so much of his attitude is really giving her a Homeworld vibe. Still, best to keep things simple and polite either way. It's been a very, very long time since she's had to deal with first contact with another race, but she still remembers the protocol pretty well, and offending their leader isn't really something that's advised. Unless they're going to be conquered, but Rose isn't really counting those parts of the protocol.]

[letteropener]

[After a certain period of completely baffled observation, Princess Celestia decides that the only way she will ever understand anything is to say hello.]

[So winging her way up and around to stop a respectable distance away at head-height, the pony drops a midair bow.]

Good afternoon.

[buckethelm]

I wouldn't call it good.

[ What.

...He's going to pretend he's not fazed, but still, what. ]

You don't look very afraid.

[letteropener]

[Celestia hasn't seen bigger or meaner, it's true -- but she has seen weirder by far.]

Well, where I come from, feeling fear of somepony just because they are larger or different would be rude. And I try to avoid rudeness where possible, especially when first meeting somepony new.

[buckethelm]

Rude, but often wise.

[ What a brave or potentially just naive creature. Megatron puts his confusion on hold and introduces himself, because he might as well. ]

Lord Megatron. And I mean you no harm. [ -for the moment. ]

[letteropener]

Wisdom is often a calculation of convenience, Lord Megatron. Perhaps it might be wise to fear you and flee in the short term, as regards my own personal safety -- but from a longer view, meeting you and getting to know you will be much more rewarding. Especially since, as I guessed, you mean no harm.

[Celestia is bright and cheerful about it all, not at all bothered that he implied her to be a fool. But certainly not about to let him labor under the impression that she didn't know what was doing when she made her choice.]

[jonesiseverywhere]

[Whoa.

WHOA.

When Casey left the house today, a giant robot was the last thing he expected to see. He'd thought the rumbling he'd heard was Rose, which might explain why he skated to it's source so quickly. The fact that he didn't immediately skate away from the thing that could crush him was because this was one of the coolest things he'd ever seen.]

Dude, that is so METAL!

[buckethelm]

[ And goodness, isn't he tiny. Megatron glances down. ]

I will assume you mean that in a non-literal sense. [ Kind of amused. He likes this kid's attitude already. ]

[jonesiseverywhere]

I mean it in the totally freakin' rad sense!

[It's about the biggest robot he's ever seen, even counting the one that Donnie built and that one couldn't move and talk on it's own.]

[buckethelm]

My, aren't we feeling confident. I take it from your enthusiasm you have not seen any other Cybertronians wandering this place?

[ Anyone else would crouch or kneel to make this conversation easier, but Megatron is Megatron, and does nothing of the sort. Here's hoping Casey doesn't get a crick in the neck from looking up. ]

[jonesiseverywhere]

If you mean there aren't any other giant robots around stomping around, then nah, you're the only one! Who are ya, anyway?

[Casey is half-tempted to climb a building to get on his level. Or just climb Megatron. He's basically just a mobile collection of skating ramps and grinding surfaces.]