ƬIᄂ Λᄂᄂ ΛЯΣ ӨПΣ (ᴛꜰ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛ)

PЯӨᄂӨGЦΣ

ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴛʀᴏɴɪᴀɴ: ʏ/ɴ
ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ

ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ...

ᴏᴘᴛɪᴄꜱ: ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ
ᴀᴜᴅɪᴏ ʀᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛᴏʀꜱ: ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ
ꜱᴘᴀʀᴋ: ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ
ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴜʟᴇ: ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ
ᴛ-ᴄᴏɢ:...ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ...

[̲̅E][̲̅r][̲̅r][̲̅o][̲̅r]. ᴀᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴅᴇɴɪᴇᴅ.

ᴛ-ᴄᴏɢ ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴅɪꜱᴀʙʟᴇᴅ. ᴜɴᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱꜰᴏʀᴍ.
[̲̅E][̲̅r][̲̅r][̲̅o][̲̅r].

ʙʏᴘᴀꜱꜱ ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ?
[ʏᴇꜱ] [ɴᴏ]

[Ý̴̥͙̘̇̈́̇̃͒̿́͘͘͝͝ͅ Ȩ̸̪̯̗̘̥̣̲̣̣͍͚͙̥̩́̀̈̆͑ Ś̸͙̺̥̰̯͙̭͆̏͂]

ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ.

ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴛʀᴏɴ ʏ/ɴ
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Y/n's vision seemed to fizzle into life, their systems starting up as they were freshly new to the world around them. They let out a bit of hissing sound as the sat up, dazed and confused on where they were, and almost a little intimidated. Not mention the sharp jolt of discomforting pain in their chest area, making them recoil, not helping their worries. There was a bunch gold, that Y/n could detect, it really hurt their optics. Not being used to such bright colors.

Blinking away the darkness they were so used to seeing, they swiveled their head side to side in slight panic when they realized they were surrounded by bots they did not recognize. A mech, blue and gold being his signature colors, approached with a broad grin. Yet Y/n was unsure of his intentions, and wobbled into a defensive stance.

"Easy champ! Not going to hurt you. Just wishing you a warm welcome to Iacon City, and for being 'technically born'!" The mech laughed, striking a strong pose making Y/n squint.

"What?" They spoke, giving the much more taller mech a suspicious glance. Y/n looked down for a moment, staring at their servos. Noticing the sleek like pattern they had, a clashing f/c with a s/f/c.

"Ah, I always forget how confused you guys must be when first starting out eh? My name is Sentinel Prime, I am the leader and protector of Iacon as well as Cybertron, as a whole." The mech introduced himself confidently then pointing over to Y/n, "You are our newest miner bot, born from our planet's very core, Primus."

"Miner bot? Primus??" Y/n scratched at their helm, feeling absolutely confused about everything. Sentinel's optic twitch, but just patted Y/n's back harshly.

"Ow-"

"You'll figure it out kid. What you'll be doing, is going to classes to learn about our History, and what you'll be doing as a miner. So chop chop, make haste! Those energon caves won't mine themselves, I believe in you!" Sentinel waved a hand, and a creepy looking femme began to push Y/n out of his quarters.

"W-wait hold on- I still don't know-" But the femme just threw them out without a care in the world, and leaving Y/n to themselves. "Rude..."

Y/n grunted as they stood back onto their peds, looking around awe at the giant city around them. They were almost intimidated by it all too, so many places to go, yet not knowing where to start.

Backing up, Y/n felt a bit shaky from the overwhelming amounts of bots, and it didn't help that so many of them just pushed past them by shoving against them. It wasn't until their backside slammed into someone else, knocking them over.