A Voyage To Cybertron (Closed)

[Pax Cybertronian]

Recently, Supreme Emperor Megatron had invited the Diamond Authority of the Homeworld, August Antonius von Eisenhurst of Eisenhurst and Overlord of Garrus-9 to his home planet of Cybertron for a diplomatic summons. The High Pavilions - as usual - had been decorated with black and purple banners bearing the infamous Decepticon insignia, seen tattooed onto the chassis of billions of Cybertronian soldiers. It hadn't been a while since the Autobots lost control of Cybertron: some Autobots decided to remain on Cybertron and become loyal to the Builder Assembly and the High Lords, while others chose to leave the planet with some Decepticons and Neutrals. Statues of Megatron and other famous Decepticon generals and Autobots who decided to align with the Assembly dotted Cybertron, and so did an insurmountable amount of CCTV cameras.

In the streets, members of the Inquisition and its rival paramilitary agencies: the Predacon Secret Police and the Maximal Command Security Force, patrol the streets to ensure dissent is brutally crushed and that Megatron remained the Emperor of the Cybertronain Empire, and that no treacherous subordinate would successfully kick-start a coup d'état. As such, Megatron ordered the agencies to display pro-Megatronist holoprojections on the holoscreens daily and endlessly. Dissenters would be brainwashed into obedience via Empurata and Shadowplay by mnemosurgeons such as Trepan and Froid, and the military regularly held raids on Cybertronian homes to revoke them of weaponry when not on-duty. The Games were a tournament held every orbital-cycle, or month, and its most notable sport was gladiatorial combat, where Cybertronians and Protoformers would fight to the death in combat, not unlike how the Senate performed it during their rule.

The participants would arrive at the Starsreach Spaceport, which resided in Iacon. From there, they would be either teleported to the High Lords or they would travel on their own transportation, though extremely heavily-guarded by the secret police for the protection of Megatron. Once there, they would be taken to the High Pavilions, where the diplomatic meeting would begin and they would be taken around the facilities and, perhaps, some of the city-states to travel to a coliseum or two, and maybe to a Decepticon-led concentration camp or two, such as Grindcore.

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

As the invitation was acquired, and the notification that they were coming by was sent, they were already there: a large, slender, but gigantic ship in the shape of and arm begun to crack through the atmosphere, extending a finger out, and it slowly moved itself over to the designated dropoff area. As the tip of the finger lightly pressed down on the ground, a bright light shines from its "fingernail": the Diamonds arose from the shine of light, slowly stepping off the fingertip and walking away from the arm, as it begins to retract away, and keep itself parked in the atmosphere.

[Pax Cybertronian]

As the invitation was acquired, and the notification that they were coming by was sent, they were already there: a large, slender, but gigantic ship in the shape of and arm begun to crack through the atmosphere, extending a finger out, and it slowly moved itself over to the designated dropoff area. As the tip of the finger lightly pressed down on the ground, a bright light shines from its "fingernail": the Diamonds arose from the shine of light, slowly stepping off the fingertip and walking away from the arm, as it begins to retract away, and keep itself parked in the atmosphere.

Several armed Cybertronian troopers of different shapes and sizes - long brainwashed by Decepticon propaganda - walked in front of the vessel. As the Diamonds departed, the head of the pack of soldiers, Siegefort, walked in front of them. He appeared to transform into a heavily-armoured fighter plane of some sort, as evidenced by his sleek design and weaponry. He nodded at the Diamonds and motioned to the corridor where a Groundbridge was located, which stood beside several fierce-looking Inquisitors.

"Lord Megatron is inside the Pavilions," Siegefort stated. "You may either use your own transportation or you may travel through our Groundbridge. As a warning, you lot will be guarded by several troopers for purposes of our highly-venerated leader's protection. That, I am sure you can understand. He is awaiting your arrival. I shall wish you luck."

Siegefort then nodded at an Builder Autobot Micromaster called Spystalk (who worked for the Inquisition), who activated the Groundbridge. "For the rest of our guests, and for you, if they so desire," Siegefort explained.

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

As the invitation was acquired, and the notification that they were coming by was sent, they were already there: a large, slender, but gigantic ship in the shape of and arm begun to crack through the atmosphere, extending a finger out, and it slowly moved itself over to the designated dropoff area. As the tip of the finger lightly pressed down on the ground, a bright light shines from its "fingernail": the Diamonds arose from the shine of light, slowly stepping off the fingertip and walking away from the arm, as it begins to retract away, and keep itself parked in the atmosphere.

Several armed Cybertronian troopers of different shapes and sizes - long brainwashed by Decepticon propaganda - walked in front of the vessel. As the Diamonds departed, the head of the pack of soldiers, Siegefort, walked in front of them. He appeared to transform into a heavily-armoured fighter plane of some sort, as evidenced by his sleek design and weaponry. He nodded at the Diamonds and motioned to the corridor where a Groundbridge was located, which stood beside several fierce-looking Inquisitors.

"Lord Megatron is inside the Pavilions," Siegefort stated. "You may either use your own transportation or you may travel through our Groundbridge. As a warning, you lot will be guarded by several troopers for purposes of our highly-venerated leader's protection. That, I am sure you can understand. He is awaiting your arrival. I shall wish you luck."

Siegefort then nodded at an Builder Autobot Micromaster called Spystalk (who worked for the Inquisition), who activated the Groundbridge. "For the rest of our guests, and for you, if they so desire," Siegefort explained.

"A bridge, hmm?" Yellow Diamond examined the size of it, while the others waited for her. "Seems like quite the long way then. We could simply warp our ways on over... But, we might as well see how well Cybertronian technology works, not that we've seen quite many interesting things already." She steps on through first, as well as the others as she crossed on through to the other side. "Onward, to Megatron!" Pink chanted, pretty happy to just be here.

[Pax Cybertronian]

Several armed Cybertronian troopers of different shapes and sizes - long brainwashed by Decepticon propaganda - walked in front of the vessel. As the Diamonds departed, the head of the pack of soldiers, Siegefort, walked in front of them. He appeared to transform into a heavily-armoured fighter plane of some sort, as evidenced by his sleek design and weaponry. He nodded at the Diamonds and motioned to the corridor where a Groundbridge was located, which stood beside several fierce-looking Inquisitors.

"Lord Megatron is inside the Pavilions," Siegefort stated. "You may either use your own transportation or you may travel through our Groundbridge. As a warning, you lot will be guarded by several troopers for purposes of our highly-venerated leader's protection. That, I am sure you can understand. He is awaiting your arrival. I shall wish you luck."

Siegefort then nodded at an Builder Autobot Micromaster called Spystalk (who worked for the Inquisition), who activated the Groundbridge. "For the rest of our guests, and for you, if they so desire," Siegefort explained.

"A bridge, hmm?" Yellow Diamond examined the size of it, while the others waited for her. "Seems like quite the long way then. We could simply warp our ways on over... But, we might as well see how well Cybertronian technology works, not that we've seen quite many interesting things already." She steps on through first, as well as the others as she crossed on through to the other side. "Onward, to Megatron!" Pink chanted, pretty happy to just be here.

As the Diamonds stepped through the greenish-purplish vortex that was Starsreach's Groundbridge, they were immediately teleported to the High Pavilions. They were specifically sent to a platform outside the throne room, which, as usual, was decorated with Decepticon propaganda and black and purple banners. This was to ensure that the Decepticons, like the ambitious Bombshell, did not attempt to usurp the High Lords. Eventually, Megatron hoped that the mere concept of dissent would be eradicated. In the distance, some Autobots who had presumably betrayed Megatron were carted off to Grindcore to either be worked to death or smelted for sentio metallico.

"Good afternoon," Megatron greeted. "So, you are the first of my guests to arrive, yes?"

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

"A bridge, hmm?" Yellow Diamond examined the size of it, while the others waited for her. "Seems like quite the long way then. We could simply warp our ways on over... But, we might as well see how well Cybertronian technology works, not that we've seen quite many interesting things already." She steps on through first, as well as the others as she crossed on through to the other side. "Onward, to Megatron!" Pink chanted, pretty happy to just be here.

As the Diamonds stepped through the greenish-purplish vortex that was Starsreach's Groundbridge, they were immediately teleported to the High Pavilions. They were specifically sent to a platform outside the throne room, which, as usual, was decorated with Decepticon propaganda and black and purple banners. This was to ensure that the Decepticons, like the ambitious Bombshell, did not attempt to usurp the High Lords. Eventually, Megatron hoped that the mere concept of dissent would be eradicated. In the distance, some Autobots who had presumably betrayed Megatron were carted off to Grindcore to either be worked to death or smelted for sentio metallico.

"Good afternoon," Megatron greeted. "So, you are the first of my guests to arrive, yes?"

"Yes, we've always been as fast as we can to a meeting. We're beings formed of light: reaching our destination by our means is our best skill. Quite the amount of imagery you place about this land... Ever thought simply starting it from creation? We've only had one rebellion in millennia with it. Nobody is disposed so easily: you are to just simply know your place from life to death." She smiles, as the others do look about as well, Blue being the only one displeased: it's just not that much color. Pink, however, is impatiently tapping her feet on the ground, holding in her excitement because there's new stuff to see here!

[Garrus 9]

Overlord (anybody who read Wreckers should know who this is) looked at the invitation. He decided to accept. He ordered a transport readied and word sent to Cybertron that he would be coming. He stepped aboard the transport with his second in command, Stalker, and a squad of soldiers. They headed towards Cybertron.

[Pax Cybertronian]

As the Diamonds stepped through the greenish-purplish vortex that was Starsreach's Groundbridge, they were immediately teleported to the High Pavilions. They were specifically sent to a platform outside the throne room, which, as usual, was decorated with Decepticon propaganda and black and purple banners. This was to ensure that the Decepticons, like the ambitious Bombshell, did not attempt to usurp the High Lords. Eventually, Megatron hoped that the mere concept of dissent would be eradicated. In the distance, some Autobots who had presumably betrayed Megatron were carted off to Grindcore to either be worked to death or smelted for sentio metallico.

"Good afternoon," Megatron greeted. "So, you are the first of my guests to arrive, yes?"

"Yes, we've always been as fast as we can to a meeting. We're beings formed of light: reaching our destination by our means is our best skill. Quite the amount of imagery you place about this land... Ever thought simply starting it from creation? We've only had one rebellion in millennia with it. Nobody is disposed so easily: you are to just simply know your place from life to death." She smiles, as the others do look about as well, Blue being the only one displeased: it's just not that much color. Pink, however, is impatiently tapping her feet on the ground, holding in her excitement because there's new stuff to see here!

"I've fought a war against the Autobots for eons, and the Decepticons do have their traitorous schemers," Megatron explained. "Unfortunately, some are immortal," alluding to Starscream.

"My plan is to corrupt the minds of every Cybertronian on Cybertron and ensure, eventually, they will become literally unable of comprehending dissent," Megatron explained. "One day, they, like you said, will simply know their place in Cybertronian society."

Overlord (anybody who read Wreckers should know who this is) looked at the invitation. He decided to accept. He ordered a transport readied and word sent to Cybertron that he would be coming. He stepped aboard the transport with his second in command, Stalker, and a squad of soldiers. They headed towards Cybertron.

Just after the Diamonds departed the , Siegefort was notified of Overlord's arrival. A bulky, heavily-armed 'bot who towered over Siegefort walked up to him. His name was Raidbolt, who was a recently experimented-upon Phase-Sixer. Luckily for Raidbolt, the procedure was a success, though he was still quite young, though gruff and aggressive.

"Overlord? The Phase-Sixer?" Raidbolt inquired.

"Like yourself," Siegefort confirmed.

Raidbolt nodded and then resumed his post, standing guard as twelve other armed Cybertronian troopers stood guard as Overlord's transportation vessel docked.

[Garrus 9]

Overlord stepped off the transport, with Stalker on his right. Flanking them were two guards from Garrus 9. There were four more guards from Garrus 9 behind them. Overlord glanced around and said,"Hail fellow Decpticons."

[Eisenhurst]

"Vater, du hast eine Botschaft. (Father, you have a message.)" said the Chief of Staff Kenauwitz, always a loyal follower of the Mechanical Dictator. August Antonius looked up from his seat behind his desk, on which a computer was standing, rather ironically. As the Father of All Sentient Machines in Gaia, he never failed to closely govern his 'children' by Hive Mind Administration System, but he was an ancient model, hence some help was needed. The message in question automatically popped up in his message box right in his mind. Diplomatic summons? Such cultured gentlemen... The Mechanical Dictator thought to himself, as his processor repeated the information for further consideration.

"Verstanden. Ich werde bald gehen. (Understood. I will leave soon.)" replied August as he stood up and walked out of the room. "Und du kümmerst dich um das Haus, während ich weg bin. (And you take care of the house while I am away.)" 'House' in this sentence could even mean the whole country, as Kenauwitz was the second-in-command of the nation itself. The Mechanical Dictator soon walked into another room and inspected a large arch made of metal and wires, a top secret project: The Portal. After his calculation finished, he turned the thing on and the flash of pale yellow light appeared. He hoped to be at the Starsreach Spaceport as quickly as possible, and the Portal might be the only way for the time being. Of course, he should be able to come back to Neun Konigsgerald the same way.

He stepped into the light and allowed the bright flash to envelope him completely. No later than half an hour, he already found himself at his destination. Albeit with slight 'headache'. Just a bit later, a handful of his Nollendorf Guards followed up.