Contact Arc 2014

We've been here so long Still I remember The rainy September

Contact

Two, four, one, ten Two, four, one, ten Am I transmitting? Is anyone listening? Contact

Two, four, one, ten Two, four, one, ten Am I still willing To foot all this billing? Contact

We are green and gray The longness of semper Still I remember Contact

Two, four, one, ten Two, four, one, ten Am I transmitting? Is anyone listening? Contact

Riding on our shiny metal horses Singing a rider's song One of us won't be forgotten The other one's wrong

Two, four, one, ten Two, four, one, ten Am I still willing To foot all this billing? Contact

When I think of you Your name's in the sky Ninety feet high Contact

Riding on our shiny metal horses Singing a rider's song One of us won't be forgotten The other one's wrong

Log #1

It's been 50 days since Alpha 1 base was taken down. Our main project, Project Ginrai was nearly destroyed, but we recovered it. It's just me, Ratchet and Chugs here. In this pit of a forest base. Our Comms are down, no matter how many times we transmit, no reply. Our Progress on reviving Optimus? Bad. Half the materials are destroyed. Our only hope now is in our search mission for Solus Prime. Our leads? An old, old, older then me and Ratchet combined (Quite old), Text. "In what the Solus hides on the planet of noon, lush green grases then will fall at noon" "From Caves to temples, each leads you" That's all we have. We need Solus Prime. Or else, we lose the war. Primus, please help us.