Raptor Jesus
Earl of Phantomhive
“What? You’re just a robot! You can be rebuilt and fixed, just like Lopez was after he got destroyed!”
@Crow
@Crow
“What? You’re just a robot! You can be rebuilt and fixed, just like Lopez was after he got destroyed!”
@Crow
Saru furrowed a brow again, thinking over what he'd heard. "2017... and forty-thousand years in the future. So this anomaly transcends space and time as we know it, the past and the future colliding... This does not bode well, I can only imagine," he said. Saru blinked in confusion at Gakupo's later words, but after Sheila's response and Gakupo's sudden decision to move on, he decided against inquiring what the newcomer had said, at least for the time being.
As the conversation moved on from there, Saru took pause for another moment, before finally speaking again. "Perhaps we should... take this to the captain's ready room. If you'll follow me," the alien simply said, turning around and leading the four, along with Burnham if she felt inclined to follow, into the aforementioned ready room, located in a door to the side of the bridge.
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The room was relatively serene and peaceful, completely empty except for them. It was a small space, perfectly akin to a private office or cubicle. Walking behind the desk, Saru began opening the shelves, digging through them, multitasking between that and speaking again.
"To answer your question, the Prime Directive is one that is built off the principle of... non-interference. You see, I, along with this ship's whole crew, am one of many Starfleet expeditions set out with the intention of exploring the greater galaxy to seek out and discover new civilizations and strange new worlds, to learn more about the space in which we live. However, with that, we have... regulations put into place; the Prime Directive, the single most important philosophy of such an expedition," Saru explained, eventually drawing what looked like an electronic tablet, "To interfere with the natural development of a civilization in any way, be it exposing them to our technology if it is light years ahead of theirs or even the knowledge that there are other inhabited worlds and so on, would be a grievous transgression. I believe humans often comparing it to their own metaphor... playing God. It is akin to exposing a caveman to a spaceship. They were not destined to witness such a thing, and to display it before him would be to risk altering the process of his race's evolution."
"In a way, that directive can be applied to this scenario. Though it's... not exactly the case with this crew, I am sure that this must be your first experience traveling into another dimension, and to that end, even if it might have been an inadvertent gesture, it is likely that we are the ones responsible for this. In other words, we've ended up interfering in your natural development. The best we can do right now is try our best to escape from this empty space we're in right now, and then from there, figure out how to return you all home as swiftly as possible," he continued, before pausing again. Taking a moment, he walked in front of the desk again and handed the tablet to Sheila. If she were to look into it, she would find that it was a touch-screen tablet, and the screen opened up to some sort of directory.
"These are the extensive Starfleet General Orders and Regulations. Peruse them at your leisure if you wish, but I assure you, we bear no ill will toward you."
"In any case, I'm sure this is... much to take in, and indeed, I apologize, especially in the event that our mycelial drive turned out to be the cause of this displacement," he said, bowing his head briefly in a formal manner.
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"Whew."
Thank God. The plan was ruined! Now Gakupo and the others could come back to at least some sort of civility. "Yo! Titus!" Gumi rushed to the space marine, bowing. "Thank you! You and Star-Lord and Viktor and Blitzcrank. You guys are so cool!" She then looked at Elliot, fists on her hips. "No more crazy plans! We need to wait for the others! You REALLY gotta learn some listening skills. Or get earwax out of your ears. You ever get checked for that?"
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"...I see." Gakupo took his time to process the information Saru gave them about the Prime Directive. "I'm sure it's not your fault. It's not as if you brought us here on purpose, after all. I'm sure if any legal problems arise, we can attest to that." He glanced over at the tablet, looking it over. "Fascinating..."
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"Whew."
Thank God. The plan was ruined! Now Gakupo and the others could come back to at least some sort of civility. "Yo! Titus!" Gumi rushed to the space marine, bowing. "Thank you! You and Star-Lord and Viktor and Blitzcrank. You guys are so cool!" She then looked at Elliot, fists on her hips. "No more crazy plans! We need to wait for the others! You REALLY gotta learn some listening skills. Or get earwax out of your ears. You ever get checked for that?"
"I suppose you three do have my humble gratitude," Starscream looks at Titus, Viktor & Blitzcrank as he gets his body back up standing. For the latter, he looks down, places his hand on the robot's shoulder and continues, "that nutjob definitely needs more supervision than he looks. May you perform well at a job at keeping him out of trouble, be it his or ours."
“What?! If I was your commanding officer, I’d have you shot for insubordination! I graduate at the top of my class in the Red academy, I’ll have you know!”
When Viktor tried to get Sarge to join whatever cult he was advertising, Sarge shook his head. “You mean you wanna make me into a robot?! No, I ain’t no cyborg ninja vampire like you!” Pausing for a moment, Sarge would then turn to look at Grif, and then back to Viktor.
“Now, Grif here on the other hand would love to be a part of your little cult!”
“What?! No I wouldn’t! Quit putting words in my mouth, Sarge!”
As Blitzcrank approached Sarge and made his stance clear, Grif couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. “Heh, looks like you’ve made a new friend, Sarge.”
“Quiet, Grif! Or else I’ll have run you over with the—“ Pausing, Sarge would slowly look up to Grif and then back to Blitzcrank and let out a sigh. “As your commanding officer, I would greatly appreciate that you knock it off with the disrespectful comments, Private.” Sarge said through grit teeth as his grip tightened on his pistol, clearly quite livid at his new conditions.
Meanwhile, Grif sat and grinned behind his helmet. This was going to be fun.
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"That's not how Cybertronians work, mind you," Starscream responds, "my race is a very thin line between technology and biology. To call us machines would be rather inaccurate. Let me put it this way - you humans have all kinds of organs within you - vital ones like the heart and your kidneys and your lungs or whatever flesh is in there. Should they be removed, they cannot be returned without a transplant. The same can be said for us Cybertronians with our vital, irreplaceable organs. For instance, Lord Megatron once ripped out the voicebox of one of Optimus Prime's pesky Autobot scouts, and no attempts could rebuild it. You can't just wire a simple earth microphone to replace Cybertronian biology, if you are asking, nor does using a radio work.
Simply put, I'm not just a robot."
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"That's not how Cybertronians work, mind you," Starscream responds, "my race is a very thin line between technology and biology. To call us machines would be rather inaccurate. Let me put it this way - you humans have all kinds of organs within you - vital ones like the heart and your kidneys and your lungs or whatever flesh is in there. Should they be removed, they cannot be returned without a transplant. The same can be said for us Cybertronians with our vital, irreplaceable organs. For instance, Lord Megatron once ripped out the voicebox of one of Optimus Prime's pesky Autobot scouts, and no attempts could rebuild it. You can't just wire a simple earth microphone to replace Cybertronian biology, if you are asking, nor does using a radio work.
Simply put, I'm not just a robot.
I am a robotic life form."
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If Viktor didn't have a mechanized heart, Gumi's comments would have been heartwarming. Still, he slightly enjoyed being called 'cool'. Nobody had ever called him that before. It was quaint.
"Hm. I was merely putting that imbecile in his place," Viktor replied as he received thanks from Gumi and Starscream. On the other hand, Blitzcrank exclaimed, "I AM ALWAYS HAPPY TO HELP. MAINTAINING OPTIMAL SAFETY LEVELS IS MY PURPOSE."
Rejected, once again. "Fine, then. You can perish from a heart attack for all I care," he said nonchalantly, not even caring to address Sarge's nonsensical mentioning of irrelevant terms. Blitzcrank, meanwhile, stared blankly at Sarge as he corrected his language. "YOU LEARN QUICKLY. GOOD JOB," he proclaimed with synthetic emotion, giving Sarge a thumbs up.
Viktor was baffled by this information to the point where he was speechless for a few moments. "I had a feeling that something was off about a race of robots with no creator," he muttered. Well, at least this revelation made the strange concept sound a bit more reasonable.
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Vader watched unmoving from the sides as the battle raged on. Why it has started or why it had ended meant very little to him. The ones that came between the two however were just wasting their breath, perhaps with less of them here their captors would allow them more...leniency. Even so no casualties and people patting themselves on the back for stopping it. Ridiculous.
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“So you’re like a robot zombie!” Sarge exclaims, still clearly not understanding what Starscream means.
@Crow
"For the love of-"
Starscream smacked his palm onto his face with a great clank as he shook it.
"Forget it. Forget it."
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Vader watched unmoving from the sides as the battle raged on. Why it has started or why it had ended meant very little to him. The ones that came between the two however were just wasting their breath, perhaps with less of them here their captors would allow them more...leniency. Even so no casualties and people patting themselves on the back for stopping it. Ridiculous.
@Anyone
“Note to self: Robot is actually a zombie, possibly a vampire as well.” Sarge said in a poor attempt at a whisper.
@Crow
"I don't even know what a vampire is," Starscream continues to sigh, "this place is raising my Energon pressure levels with each passing megacycle."
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Meceliss and Mizelia
The two Jedi woke up with a groan. Laying quite at a distance from the group. As the two get up, they noticed each other. However, it didn't they had time for a conversation. As they looked around, they noticed multiple individuals of unknown origin. Even a man in black armor strong in the Dark Side of the Force. Mizelia felt she had a headache at her lekku, or headtails. The two take a moment to think of their options. Their options would be to exit the hangar and try to leave this group on their own. They didn't seem to be the most friendly type of people. Especially the Sith, assuming that he was indeed a Sith. The other option was to try to talk with the group anyways. But should it turn hostile, they won't have much of a chance. They eventually went with the first idea and walked towards the exit of what seems to be a hangar.
"Mizelia, are you okay?" Meceliss asked Mizelia who was holding her left lek.
"I'm okay, just landed wrong." Mizelia answered which was met by a shudder from Meceliss who understood well that that was painful.
The two walked towards what seems to be the exit. Noticing guards and what seems to be a force field. Yet, they did not recognize their uniforms. There weren't Republic, Imperial, Zakuulan or any other known government in the Galaxy. Not even from some of the more known companies with their own private military. Neither did they recognize their weapons.
"Excuse me. Can I have a moment of time, please?" Mizelia asked one of the guards when they approached the shield. "Can you tell us where we are?"
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Meceliss looked at the armored person with a raised eyebrow, looking at first taken by surprise before she takes a more neutral expression. "I figured that much, starships are not new to us. Could be useful to get the name of the ship. That might make it a bit easier for where we are. Ah... excuse my manners. My name is Meceliss and with me is Mizelia." Meceliss said, ending with a dip of her head towards the individual. "Why are they holding us here? And who are they?" she then asked.![]()
“You’re in a spaceship.” Grif piped up from behind the two. “Don’t waste your time talking to those assholes. They’re the ones trapping us in this shithole.”
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Meceliss looked at the armored person with a raised eyebrow, looking at first taken by surprise before she takes a more neutral expression. "I figured that much, starships are not new to us. Could be useful to get the name of the ship. That might make it a bit easier for where we are. Ah... excuse my manners. My name is Meceliss and with me is Mizelia." Meceliss said, ending with a dip of her head towards the individual. "Why are they holding us here? And who are they?" she then asked.
"A pleasure meeting you, Grif. Although it would have been preferred under better circumstances." Mizelia said towards Grif. "Hmm... so they may think we're hostiles. Perhaps showing what we really are could help? Or has that been tried already?"”I’m Grif.” The soldier replied. “And I think that they think we invaded their ship? I dunno. I haven’t really been paying attention.
As for who they are? Well, I don’t know that either. They’re not exactly the hospitable type.”
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"A pleasure meeting you, Grif. Although it would have been preferred under better circumstances." Mizelia said towards Grif. "Hmm... so they may think we're hostiles. Perhaps showing what we really are could help? Or has that been tried already?"
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「I dunno, it seems like we're our own worst enemies.」
Mizelia turns towards Meiji "Ah... So at least that is underway. I suppose we can wait. Gives me also some time to get rid of that pain in my lek." Mizelia said as she looks around for a moment "Who are those here? And what ship are we on? And who are these people?" she then asked."Actually," Meiji spoke up, turning to face one of the others that just woke up. "We have four from our group speaking with the Captain right now, so all we have to do is wait." she shrugged.