Starscream (Baby War) (
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WRONG TURN TO THE BABY WAR
So, good news -- the space bridge prototype worked. Less good news -- it seems to have taken Starscream with it instead of the drone, which was definitely not the intent. And he hadn't intended to send it to a...ship? It looks like he's on a ship. He can feel the hum of the engines through the bulkheads. There are almost definitely people on this ship -- whose is it? It seems Cybertronian in make, but it's not as though the ports of Cybertron have been especially bustling lately. The hallway he's in is too nondescript to give him a clue as to just what kind of ship this is, but the lack of Decepticon insignias in sight doesn't install a great sense of confidence in him.
His radio pings are hitting dead air, so either no one else was transported here, or the trip messed with his comms. Neither prospect is especially heartening. Clutching his datapad to his chest, Starscream flattens himself against a wall and starts inching toward the nearest turn in the corridor, calling out in a low hiss.
"Megatron?" Nothing. Well. Hm. "Slipstream? ...Strika? Anyone?"
His radio pings are hitting dead air, so either no one else was transported here, or the trip messed with his comms. Neither prospect is especially heartening. Clutching his datapad to his chest, Starscream flattens himself against a wall and starts inching toward the nearest turn in the corridor, calling out in a low hiss.
"Megatron?" Nothing. Well. Hm. "Slipstream? ...Strika? Anyone?"
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"Yes, his blogs. You know -- his posts? On the net?" He eyes Megatron skeptically. "How did you get your ideas out there?"
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He makes a disdainful little sound. Seriously, Orion is extremely lame and he does not get why Megatron is so hung up on them. "Anyway, he had a little help staying under the radar -- and by the time the Senate realized how far it'd spread, it was too late to stop what was happening."
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"Does he still value that? The... exchange of ideas, I mean." Because that was sure as heck missing from his own revolution...
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"The Decepticon philosophy ought to be allowed room to evolve," says Megatron, looking noticeably concerned. "Especially with a revolution bringing such a drastic shift for everyone on Cybertron -- no," he shakes his head, "these are precisely the mistakes I made."
Part of him is just a little bit glad to hear this, because it means this other Megatron is not in fact Better Than Him -- but for all that he's probably never going to drop the niggling feeling that actually a healthy exchange of ideas is unnecessary because all of the ideas should be his ideas, which are the best ideas, he also knows for a fact that isn't objectively a good thing to think and is in fact exactly what kept him digging this awful hole for four million entire years.
And this alternate Megatron sounds well prepared to be heading down the same route.
He grimaces.
"Look, Starscream, I'm not saying you need to try to reason with your Autobots, but you need to keep an open mind. If you let that philosophy become dogma then you can justify any kind of tyranny in its name."
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"Alright, so what would you do, then?" he says, really wanting to know exactly what keeping an open mind is supposed to mean in the middle of a war. "You've overthrown the Senate -- the old government is in pieces -- and there's a ground war with an independent faction that's not only becoming a struggle over territory, but over resources, too. They impede your progress every step of the way, trying to hold together the pieces of a society that's already fallen apart while you try to march toward progress -- oh, and their leader's made it personal with you on top of everything else. So if it were you -- and it was once, obviously -- what would you do to avoid the path you've gone down before?"
Megatron really should let him into those tac meetings. Or at least let him write the briefings.
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He pauses for a second, weighing the question. "Tell me more about the situation on your Cybertron," he says. "What strategies are you deploying against the Autobots? What do the civilians think of your cause?"
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"Well, immediately after the Senate was finally dismantled, the plan was to have Decepticon forces occupying every major Cybertronian city so that Megatron could begin the post-Functionist reform -- starting with an overhaul of the nursery system, and the job assignment protocols with it -- but by then the Autobots were already organizing, and even after the fall of the Senate, there were still pockets of the old memory trying to resist against the Decepticons."
Starscream hadn't joined the revolution until a little later, so the beginnings of it he'd only seen from the other side, but he's pretty well-versed in both sides of history by now. "The Autobots opposed the occupations, and then it became about territory, and they attacked the cities -- they even took some back and got enough of a foothold to keep the fighting going. The public opinion on the war is...mixed," he admits begrudgingly, wobbling a hand back and forth, "and the Autobots were preemptively offering protection to civilians the second they had enough forces to do so. And now Cybertron's sustainability is in decline, and the fight is shifting focus from territory to resources -- not just energy, but nurseries too." He frowned. "The Decepticons only control a handful of nurseries right now. They're pretty fiercely guarded."
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"Nurseries," he repeats thoughtfully. He's not, of course, familiar with the term, but the meaning is fairly easy to intuit, especially considering how much importance Starscream's placing on them. "Hm. Do your Decepticons offer protection to civilians as well? What about alliances with groups opposed to the old system but who don't want to take on the Decepticon badge?"
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