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Pile-Up

  • Name: Pile-Up
  • Faction: Junkion
  • Species: Junkion
  • Function: SALVAGER
  • Division: Junk'Alor
  • Sub-Group: The Old Ones
  • Type: OC
“ I've seen things you people wouldn't believe, may His passage cleanse the world, remembered the light of Heorot. ”

Born in the ancient annals of Cybertronian History, a walking record of exploration, hope, gain and loss - PILE-UP has strode the stars and the hills of the Planet of Junk for eons. Watching worlds turn and stars burn out - living first as a mindless drone and later liberated to free thought.

An ancient carrying within him the names, faces and voices of countless others, friends lost to time or distance. Pile-Up is regarded as a scout and part of Junkion Intelligence, but he is as much an explorer and salvager as he is a lookout and a field-medic. His original vehicle form buried deep in the Ship of Theseus that is his body - which transforms into a FTL capable transport cruiser, allowing him to sail the stars in his hunt for scrap and science. He moves ever forward, adapting to avoid stagnation while carrying within him a memory fraught with shadows who walk with him eternally.

History

I Was a Teenage Decepticon!

Born millions of years ago in the factories of the Decepticons in the years leading up to the Great War, the entity known originally as Combat Drone 1005, one of the originals off the assembly lines, was brought online without the intention of it being more than an automata. Mindless, save for the rudimentary programming instilled in it, 1005 was designed for combat and mid-field repair, with sub-routines for terminating fallen non-Decepticons. A brutal, cold, entity with only its programmed directives to guide it.

Marching amongst the ranks in the ensuing battles, 1005 was an object of derision from its sentient Decepticon 'brethren' and a mixture of pity and fear by the autobots that had witnessed its endless duties of attending, or slaughtering, the wounded when not carrying back the dead for recycling. Oblivious to the flight of those relegated to janitorial, duties, neutrals seeking haven from Cybertronian and the disenfranchised members of the warring factions. Walking thoughtlessly through battlefields, firing on those identified as Autobots and seeking to repair fellow Decepticons until a figure called Vidicon, one of the Decepticon's defectors swept in amongst a pile of the damaged that were being dragged to safe haven for repair by Drone 1005. Identifying the approaching mech as a functional, non-combatant, neutral and thus a non-target, it didn't anticipate the disabler beam that struck it and over a score of its fellow drones.

1005's first conscious thought came when it awoke aboard a cruiser en route to The Planet of Junk. Basic cognitive equipment had been retro-fitted for a full laser core, confused and slowly assembling its core personality matrix while assimilating eons of knowledge, the drone's first words were to name itself Pile-Up. The young Junkion spent his first days in alleviating his early confusion, his hard-wired programming battling against his newfound individuality. Learning to speak, he was, little by little, taught  by his new people, informed of why he had been made and thus the reason for his recreation. Coming into their ranks bit by bit, showing his capability to the whole with an ingenuity for design and invention birthed from his design as a combat medical drone, piecing together new equipment to aid his people in their brave new world.

Early Days

Carefree in his nature, Pile-Up was often left to his own devices, wandering the landscape of the fallen civilization, picking up scrap and salvage as he found it, and adding it to his collection of 'projects in progress' picking up quickly on radio transmissions hitting the planet, and incorporating them into his language like the others. Appearing after weeks in the field with wheelbarrows and hover-sleds covered in various detritus that he would convert into his varied inventions, and lab catastrophes, caused by his only moderate grasp of technical workings.

Still, Pile-Up wasn't one to give up easily, and throughout the course of his days, he developed several inventions that would serve in the Junkions' quest to better themselves, or at least have a rockin' good time. Including the means of creating a farm that utilized ambient radiation in the atmosphere to grow 'crops' in the form of 'Glow-Fuit' as they came to be called, thus earning him the early title of Enerorchardist. And so, he would live as such for centuries to come, farming, scouting, and providing medical assistance to his fellows, adding to his body to hide his ancient past as a mindless Decepticon drone.

Modern Day

So much time was spent, in later centuries, when The Signals came to The Planet of Junk. McDonalds, Burger King, Radio Shack, News Six, and HBO... new phrases learned, a language reborn as he, with the other Junkions took to it like ducks to water. News reports of giant robots calling themselves Autobots and Decepticons brought about new fears, and like his people, the idea of the war spreading to his new homeworld was something feared more than discovery by the Quintessons. Earth had its war, the Decepticons and the Autobots contacted the old homeworlds, and the war raged ever forward.

Long did the eyes of the Junkions stare out from beneath the scrap piles, capturing the images spewn into the stars from either side, and still from afar they watched. Let the squabblers fight each other to the end, Junkion would persevere. Let them tear at each other until none were left to hold a blaster, the Junkions would take the scrap for their own. A life away from the strife was wished for, a life held in peace, and their own view of prosperity.


The Quintessons ever were the real threat, not the Decepticons and the victory they pursued, so close to Quintessa was the planet of Junk, and forever the Junkion would wish to remain unseen, and in turn not go before the 'trials' that were constant upon captured species by the tyrannical creatures.

MUX History:

OOC Notes

Logs / Posts

2023

Jun 20 - Acquisitions R Us

To: Autobots
From: Pile-Up

What do you call the last Type-5 U-Boat in existence? America's.

Or it could be, tune in and turn up! I'll tell you once more, before I get off the floor. Don't bring me down.

It's mine, my own. My precious!

>**A hologram image of a Guardian head near Tearsis in Decepticon territory**< They've taken the Hobbits to Isengard and I am GOING. ON. AN. ADVENTURE.

Woah-oh-oh! This heart boners for you,

>**The guardian head is circled several times** Now I see colors, raining down. Feral feeling, swaying sound, but I don't know what you want. But he's no good to me dead. But I ain't got many friends left to talk to. Nowhere when I'm in trouble.

You know I'd do anything for you. So, who's with me?

Alpha-Trion-2020

2024

Autobots
Queen's Gambit

Players

Pile-Up is played by Jeff.

References



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