You Look Pretty Low... Very Handsome Awkward [Open]

[namesnotprowl]

who ; Barricade and YOU!
what ; Barricade is chilling out as a car in public, observing all of you like a complete creeper.
where ; Residential Zone 01 - Kurzweil
when ; Now-ish
warning(s) ; None yet? Will be added as required.
note ; Can do prose or [action tag], whichever you prefer. Your character is welcome to identify the Decepticon logo on

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[hisoldgirl]

Considering it's a space station, police cars are not exactly the most common of occurrences (but neither are sentient space ships, for what it's worth) so the TARDIS is, of course, curious. Her holoform is out and walking about when she spots the conspicuous vehicle, and like any good scientific space and time travelling vessel, she heads over to investigate, filing away the shield and motto in her data banks as she begins walking around him, taking in every detail she can.

[namesnotprowl]

"They hate and fear what they do not understand. And what they hate or fear they try to destroy." Barricade is familiar enough with human history to see the pattern. And knows they have a history of aversion to technology - even their own.
Can't do that, Dave.
"I would not care if they hadn't found ways to pierce our armor." He can distinctly recall sabot rounds burning agony into his flanks, a narrow escape.

He spins his back tires briefly, kicking up a little rubber smoke. "Wouldn't dare try t'shove everyone under the same opinion umbrella." Unless they're his Autobots. Then they are pretty much dead in his optics.

[hisoldgirl]

That destruction is something she's seen time and again during her travels with the Doctor and all she can do is nod, resentment stirring inside. "You managed to escape their attacks, then?"

The spinning tires are strangely comforting and she tilts her head. "And your opinion of me?"

[namesnotprowl]

"Likely wouldn't be alive now if I hadn't." He'd been out of touch with his fellows, but he'd heard stories still. So many of his comrades ending up dead after they made planetfall. "Though they had some assistance in trying to remove me."

His engine rumbles as he thinks. "Not every day I meet someone not of my species that reacts so mildly t'me." And that makes her interesting, and cut above most others. Not trustworthy, but still. "More than acceptable."

[hisoldgirl]

"Assistance?" That's a word she doesn't particularly like in this context and the TARDIS' eyes narrow slightly. "What sort of assistance?"

She doesn't know about the Autobots or the war or anything beyond the most basic knowledge of Cybertron being a mechanised world. The handful of robots she's met have been 'Cons and even then she hasn't bothered asking. What's the point when she isn't aware there are sides?

His rumbles remind her of her own engines and she hums quietly in response, relaxing a little. "I am pleased I pass muster, then."

[namesnotprowl]

"From my faction's opposite number. Go by Autobots. Ain't seen one of mine here, so the ones present probably aren't half as bad."

He's certain of this, for a fact. Barricade has never heard of other 'Bots being just as monstrous as Decepticons. Though he still prefers the company of his own faction, regardless of timestream. And without his Autobots there's no reason to bring up N.E.S.T. in anything more than passing. He wants to put them far behind him anyway.

"Should be. Doesn't happen everyday." He pauses for a moment, apparently appraising her. "Designation's Barricade, by the way."

[hisoldgirl]

Autobots. The TARDIS files the term away, nodding at the new information. She'll have to keep that in mind should any show up -- or any become apparent she wasn't otherwise privy to know existed.

"Barricade," she repeats, inclining her head toward the car. "Translated or acquired? And I am the TARDIS."

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade checked the network. Autobots - ones that still went by that - were in short supply. Then again, so were Decepticons. But there's always a chance.

"Translated. Though it might as well be acquired." He considers her name for a moment or two. Ah, now he remembers. "Time And Relative Dimensions In Space, innit?"

[hisoldgirl]

The TARDIS blinks, taken aback by his knowledge of her name. "That is correct. How did you know?"

[namesnotprowl]

"You aren't exactly a well-kept secret in my universe. You don't want me t'get into details, promise." The internet is a cesspit of forums dedicated to arguing about these sorts of things. He only glanced briefly, though; he really hadn't cared for it.

[hisoldgirl]

"I am known in your universe?" she asks, incredulous. "I do not understand. How is that possible?"

She's never been one to heed warnings of "don't ask."

[namesnotprowl]

Oh, he knows this sort of thing. He's exactly like this.
He regrets that he ever actually read one of those fanfics with him and Bumblebee. Stupid movie.

He gives her a very serious look, engine rumble pitching a little lower. "Only gonna ask this once, and then there's no takin' it back. You absolutely sure you wanna know, darlin'?"

[hisoldgirl]

Her eyes narrow, insulted. "I would not ask otherwise. Do not offer information and then remove it from me."

[namesnotprowl]

"All right." He doesn't do it, but he gives the impression of cracking his knuckles. Getting down to business.

"From what I've seen, each dimension's different. Same Earth with subtle variations, yeah? Some of those variations're the existence of entities as real or fictional. The humans of my Earth - the last that I heard - thought I was a character in one of their movies. And you and your comrades were similarly considered as fiction."

And this is why humans are morons~

[hisoldgirl]

"The humans have always treated my Doctor and I as myth," the TARDIS counters, not fully grasping what Barricade means. "It is their way when they do not understand the way of things. How is this supposed to be surprising?"

[namesnotprowl]

Oh, you poor dear. Well. At least he doesn't have the theme song downloaded. "Not quite what I mean, darlin'. See, t'them... you're a police box on a popular, long-running television series called Doctor Who."