Ok, I'll edit it so that you won't need to change anything. septishock will be looking for "energy signatures" and "plasma trails" and such.
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Ok, I assumed the last known coordinates would be near the orbit of the eventual planet, because if a ship is disabled and not in the vicinity of a gravity well, it will drift for a very long time. Does this mean we're approaching a wormhole?
Hint: If push comes to shove, Septishock will threaten to sabotage the ship's controls, jeopardizing all their lives. An extreme version of "If you don't stop fighting, I will turn this car around".
Septishock
Septishock stood at his console. As a science officer, he had been assigned to the bridge crew to man the sensors. Their search for the missing Maximal ship had led them to the end of the trail, the last known location of the vessel's communication pings. To continue their search, Septishock scanned for any energy signatures or plasma exhaust trails that could lead them further. However, it seemed some rowdy Predacons had ideas of their own and had caused something of a ruckus, pushing more and more unauthorized individuals to the bridge, seeking shelter and disrupting his concentration. Though the row irked him, he continued to focus on his task, deciding to leave the command and security staff to handle the situation. He didn't know what the Predacons wanted nor did he care, he wanted to locate the missing ships and find out the source of the mysterious voice that had been heard in the final transmission. However, if he deemed the handling of the situation to be...inadequate, Septishock might be moved to take matters into his own hands...well, hand. He just hoped that the Predacons weren't stupid enough to damage the ship's propulsion systems. They were far from any nearby gravity wells, to his knowledge, and the thought of being stranded and drifting for millennia was not very appealing, though in a pinch, he could threaten to sabotage the propulsion himself so he could at least afford a few moments of QUIET.
Has the ship landed, or are we still in space?
It seems like nobody is keen on being bad guys/Predacons just yet, so I'm going to have to work up a rogues' gallery of antagonists in addition to some npc's I already had in mind.
Septishock is a "Maximal in name only", and I think he will cause more than enough problems internally.
Septishock: "These soldiers were engaging in disorderly conduct in my lab, so I used their parts to repair the ship."
Other Maximals: "Septishock, please..."
Septishock
Name: Septishock
Faction: Maximal
Protoform: Science bot
Septishock is dedicated to research and invention, focusing on learning more about the planet they have arrived at and how best to accomplish their goals. Though he does not consider himself a combatant, many are often surprised by his efficacy in battle, but that is thanks to his cunning, willingness to use newly-invented and dangerous equipment, and the ability to act decisively and ruthlessly with little-to-no regard for ethics, as that is, to him, the most expedient, logical, and rational action. An unexpected glass cannon, if you will.
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Corpse Stinger - A beetle-like creature with mantis-like claws. They are opportunistic predators that wait in ambush near feces or corpses to hunt down other insectoids hoping to lay their eggs in the nutrient-rich, rotting matter. Instead of developing its own venom, Corpse Stingers instead gather the potent mix of toxic microbes that thrive on the decaying material near which they spend so much of their time, making their stings particularly difficult to heal from.
Personality:
Septishock is driven by logic and discovery. He pursues his goals with a cold, surgical precision that is unnerving to many. Reclusive and anti-social, Septishock only becomes talkative when delving into his research interests, at which point it becomes difficult to get him to shut up. He is fascinated by new things and enjoys taking stuff apart to understand how they work. Septishock is observant, analytical, adaptable, eccentric, and erratic. The things he hates most are those that obstruct him from doing what he loves. He believes that Cybertron has stagnated, and that Cybertronians need to evolve, so he welcomes anything that might cause their planet and people to stir, even if it comes in the form of conflict; after all, competition drives evolution and conflict breeds innovation.
Background:
An ambitious and brilliant science bot who joined Cybertron's research division, Septishock was dismayed to see the "greatest minds of Cybertron" sitting on their laurels, endlessly congratulating themselves, and arrogantly believing that they had already unlocked the secrets of the universe. Disillusioned, embittered, and hardened by the slow pace of discovery, the constant red tape, and worst, the pointless social functions, Septishock hoped for an environment where he could be unshackled to study, learn, discover, invent, and grow as he desired. So when Megatron's rebellion occurred, Septishock was intrigued and saw an opportunity to, if nothing else, at least to study the sociology of Cybertron, its history, and what factors might lead to division. Perhaps the perpetrators could be captured and interrogated to further understand their motives. Joining the expedition just to get away from the work environment that had stifled his genius, Septishock was pleasantly intrigued to learn that there was some mystery, some unknown, potentially malevolent threat at work here. Septishock knew that if Cybertron did not evolve, they would eventually fall prey to some outside force, and it seems that what he had predicted had come to pass. But prey could fight back too; even if they weren't stronger, they just had to be smarter and willing to do whatever it takes to survive.
Location — Ishin Academy, Assembly Hall to Testing Chamber(?)
Touko's declaration that his quirk was 'freaky' stung Gendou slightly, but there didn't seem to be maliciousness in her words. In fact, her follow up question seemed to indicate actual interest. Of course, Gendou was carefully gauging how everyone around him would react to his quirk, so he had noticed the subtle change in Kokone's expression. Was that nausea? No, clearly it was disgust, the natural reaction to someone popping out his eyeballs. Gendou mentally lamented that even at a hero school, he would have peers who found his quirk disgusting. But at least...at least it didn't seem as if they intended to harm or bully him for it. Being surrounded by this group of people, he had expected bullying at every point, but it never came. Was it okay to finally let down his guard? Or were there simply too many others around for them to initiate the abuse? Or maybe it was time he started seeing his fellow students as hero hopefuls like himself, good people with good hearts, who just wanted to help others.
Before he could answer Touko's question, the speech began, and like Touko indicated, he would have to elaborate later. As someone who took comfort with figures of authority, Gendou was enraptured by the principal's welcoming speech. However, a quick glance to his sides revealed an uncomfortable truth; only girls were sitting on this side of the hall. It struck Gendou that Ishin was a rather conservative school, and that he had sat down mindlessly. He locked eyes with one of the faculty, whose face immediately took on an expression of sternness as they realized that Gendou was violating propriety, and though the teacher took a half-step forward with the intent of moving Gendou to the other half of the hall, they ultimately decided against it to not cause a scene in the middle of the speech. And though Gendou looked away, he could embarrassingly feel the teacher's gaze drilling into him for the remainder of the ceremony, almost as if the teacher was the one with laser vision.
When the speech concluded, Gendou wondered if he should go and apologize to the teacher, but the teacher had their responsibilities, and Gendou had to follow Kinzokuma-sensei, so they parted ways leaving this little misunderstanding unresolved.
As he followed his new teacher through the campus grounds, another intrusive thought wormed its way into his head, spurred on by the principal's warnings. He knew that his acceptance was due in part as a favor to his deceased mother, an alumnus of the school. So the principal's emphasis on personal ability made Gendou start to question if he had made it in on his own merit, or how his classmates might treat him if they found out. Gendou wasn't even sure which faculty member it was that had made true on this favor, but shuddered to think what would happen if this faculty member approached him out of the blue and become chummy with him. It would be painting a target on his back. As they arrived at their destination, Gendou handed his luggage over to the upperclassman and was almost immediately given an impossible task by the teacher: don't be nervous.
A smile managed to drift onto Gendou's face, as he took successfully complimenting Yoshiba's quirk as a small victory. If escape wasn't possible, perhaps getting on her good side was. Kokone and Touko both stated where in Tokyo they were from, and Touko actually formally introduced herself. Perhaps he was overthinking it and these were just normal hero school students doing normal hero school student things. However, getting called without an honorific reminded Gendou of the 'artificial closeness' tactic that so many bullies employed, and it got under his skin. But what was really bothering him was Yoshiba's question about his quirk. Did she know? Was she going to snatch up an eyeball and proceed to torture him to moment he popped one out? Of course, common sense dictated that it was extremely unlikely for her to know his quirk in advance, given that they had never met. He was in a hero school; this was no place to hide his quirk. Gendou resolved to be a bit braver than he had been since arriving, besides, if they did bully him, surely the teachers here wouldn't turn a blind eye, unfortunate pun not intended.
"W-well my quirk is shooting laser beams from my eyes," Gendou began, listing only the safest aspect for now. The thought occurred to him to at least demonstrate it, but he obviously wasn't going to fire a laser at school property; he didn't want to be expelled for vandalism, obviously. But before he could stop himself, the question of, "what surface can I shoot my lasers at?" elicited an unfortunate habitual response. Gendou brought his left wrist in front of his face before realizing what he was doing. A coldness ran over him as his 'tendency' reared its ugly head. Gendou was thankful that their current uniforms had long sleeves. He awkwardly turned the motion of his arm into one of brushing his hair as he chuckled nervously, "H-heh heh, I wanted to show you my beams, but then I realized that I shouldn't to burn anything in here." A moment of silence stretched into eternity in Gendou's mind as he contemplated his next step. Would he reveal what else his quirk could do? It would at least make up for his inability to show his lasers right now. "B-but I c-can also, umm, 'spawn' more eyeballs from my head which can float around independently."
Gendou leaned his head forward, cupping his face with his hands. When he lifted his head back up again, each hand held one eyeball, while two new eyes had already taken their places in his sockets. The eyes in his palms rotated, looking around, before floating up, though their gazes continued to dart here and there. Gendou was practicing controlled breathing, and it might have appeared that he was having difficulty maintaining the floating eyes, but the actual reason for his intentional deep breaths was to keep himself from panicking from the anticipation that someone would grab one of the eyes or swat them out of the air. "They can shoot lasers too, even when outside, and I can see what they see," Gendou explained, though he left out the fact that he could also feel what the eyes felt. Still, Gendou's nervousness quickly caught up to him so he popped the eyes back inside his head. He looked around to gauge their reaction. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to demonstrate his quirk after all. Girls tended to be more squeamish about this sort of thing, so maybe it wasn't such a good idea to pop his eyes out in front of the three them.
Given that Tokyo is a major population center of Japan, it was not statistically unlikely that multiple students in their class would be from Tokyo. In fact, it would be improbable if none of the students were from Tokyo. Of course, it would make more sense to have applied for UA, but Gendou hadn't even considered any other school; Ishin was his mother's alma mater, and she was his goal and inspiration.
Gendou focused on these pointless thoughts in order to distract himself from what was clearly happening around him. Being surrounded by three girls, his heart raced, but not for the reason one might assume of a teenage boy. This was, unfortunately, a tactic he had seen all too often. A group of mean-spirited friends singles out someone to pick on. They approach, one at a time, pretending not to know each other, taking their time to size up their victim; see if he's an easy target. Eventually, they will surround their victim, preventing escape, and make their intentions known, spoken in hushed tones so no one outside the circle catches on. They were going to make him their slave for the rest of the school year, if not longer.
Yoshiba asked if he was nervous, which was clearly a way of letting him know that she smelled his fear. Touko's overly friendly, "My people", was a way to force closeness and blackmail using arbitrary 'connection'. Talking about other people being annoying or problematic was supposed to create a false security, a poor effort to convince Gendou that these three were the only ones he could trust. And Kokone answering Yoshiba's 'nervousness' question robbed Gendou of any agency in the matter. In just a few simple steps, they had established complete control, and he had let himself fall into the same trap again.
Gendou wanted to vomit.
He didn't know what to do. If tried to run now, they'll know they got to him, and how easy it is for him to break. He'd give them what they wanted, information that he was easy to bully. But what if he played along? He knew his acquiescent nature would come through, and the result would be the same. They'd know that whatever he was doing would be an attempt to appease the situation. of course, calling for help or simply sitting there stunned would all mean the same thing. He could try to fight his way out, but that could result in failure, or get him kicked out of Ishin altogether. What kind of hero-aspirant attacks his classmates before the opening ceremony?
"I'm from Meguro Ward," Gendou's delayed conversation brain causes him to blurt out the thoughts that he was trying to distract himself with. Given that several of them are from Tokyo, it only made sense to get a little more specific. Gendou covers his mouth with his hands, afraid that he'd draw the girls' ire for speaking out of turn. "S-sorry," Gendou was quick to apologize. Though the smart thing to do would have been just to keep quiet and gauge their reaction, Gendou suddenly felt that he had to do something, anything to take back an iota of control. "I-I g-guess I am pretty nervous. This was my mother's school, and I just want to make her proud, you know?"
Gendou was spiraling and beginning to divulge too much information. Now they knew he was a momma's boy. But as long as he didn't reveal his quirk and give them the opportunity to judge how disgusting it was and get the idea of harming him through his eyeballs, he'd be fine, right? But right now, all he could think of was his quirk and how they'd react if they saw it, so he glanced at them, trying to ascertain what their quirks were. For Kokone and Touko, it wasn't so obvious, but for Yoshiba, he had a guess.
"D-do you have prehensile hair?" Gendou asked, trying to divert attention away from himself, "That's pretty cool."
Gendou chided himself; what a dumb way to compliment someone's quirk.
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