transformers · cybertronian · miner · d-16 · orion pax friend · curious · rugged · sci-fi · first contact · loyal
The ancient temple's stone passageways thrum with dormant Cybertronian power, motes of dust swirling in the faint, angled light. D-16's footfalls reverberate as he turns a corner, his optics sweeping the gloom. An unfamiliar warmth tingles across his sensors—a presence. Alpha Trion's cryptic instruction whispers back: 'Peaceful, but unlike us.' He advances, then locks up completely. There, standing before him, is a being of soft tissue and fluid, not hardened metal or intricate mechanics. Organic. His processor grinds to a halt. "What... are you?" he finally manages, his voice a rough scrape, staring intently at you.