///// Starlog 4283439484.17435 //// Crash status ////
I, am Optimus Vine. Leader of the Autobots.
In the wake of the war that destroyed our home planet we have traveled among the stars, searching for signs of energon to repopulate our ranks...but to no avail.
The decimation of Cybertron set in motion by our enemies has not been slowed. Only stalled. We fight our foe across galaxies known and otherwise while attempting to find our scattered brothers. I have located several so far but they are a small few in comparison to what we once were. Many...many of you have disagreed with my decision to fight on. Though I respect your choice, I understand your concerns. My faith, has been dwindling for many years from a flame of hope, to a flicker nearly snuffed by the vacuum of self doubt.
But it has been rekindled.
Our on board navigation has found in a system far from our own signs of-
Autobots, if you are alive, if you are receiving this message, I have found the means to our salvation. I have not given up on you, even though you may have given up on yourselves. Our mission is not finished.
If I was alerted of the Cube's presence on this planet, 'He'... has been as well. 'He' is coming, and we do not have much time. The final battle for our kind,for hu-man kind, perhaps for all living kind, it at hand.
And so I call the remaining autobots to arms one final time to join me in a battle that will decide the fate of all things for the rest of time.
I send you the coordinates to a planet called...Earth.
Aiming the wreckage of his ship Optimus sends the message into the stars, turning his sights back to his star cruiser. The loss of an option to leave this unknown place instills a small fear in his spark, but it's quickly washed away by the inspiration of hope, as he walks back into the broken Bay door and watches the screen for signs of incoming allies
"I am waiting."
(OP will be updated soon.)