((Basically, it is season 1 of Beast Wars...some time before 'Other Visits'...I think....

I need smart people (or at least people who can make themselves sound smart) to help me out with technical wordy stuff. E.g. bi-polar radium interference.........SEE?! It makes no sense! ARGH! I understand the basic mechanisms of the Stargate but, come on! I’m not smart enough! I need people who know the words!

Once we are in the other world of SG-1, we can start a few posts at a time, so it will not be just one confusing post, but SEVERAL confusing posts! MWOOHAHAHA! Ahem...

Ah, heck. Let the RP commence!)

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Lunchtime. The mess hall. On the menu today was meatloaf…leftover meatloaf. Deciding to give it a miss today (same as last week), he selected the least dry-looking cheesecake, put it on his tray and had a seat. Not knowing whether he should be using a pickaxe instead, he picked up his fork and began to eat.

”They call this cheesecake?” he grumbled, his mouth still full. He shoved his plate away in disgust and annoyance. All he wanted was a nice meal before the day really got going. They were expecting an incoming wormhole any moment, and these visitors nearly always drained him of any energy…

“Colonel!” called a random sergeant. He turned his head to see who he called ‘Delivery Guy’ (for no other reason than he didn’t know the sergeant’s actual name) standing at the door of the mess hall, bouncing on the balls of his feet waiting for the mess’ only occupant. He grunted and hauled himself out of his seat, and made his way towards the door.

“Sorry to interrupt your meal, Sir…” began Delivery Guy, but the colonel interrupted him.

”Nah, it’s fine…it wasn’t a meal anyway.” he said with a dismissive wave, ”Whaddya got for me?” Delivery Guy pulled out an envelope from his breast pocket and handed it to his superior officer. The colonel took the envelope and the clipboard (what was the point of these things, really?) and signed, ‘O’Neill’.

Oce he took the clipboard back, Delivery Guy took a decisive step back and saluted.

”Yeah, yeah, at ease.” He was about to open the envelope, but looked up to see the eager beaver still there, “Away you go now. Awaaaay…” And the boy ran.

There was only a piece of paper inside the envelope. On it was written, plainly and simply, “Prepare yourself…” and was signed with a little ‘J’ in the corner. Oh, great, he thought. He knew exactly what that meant.

The familiar siren signalled an incoming traveller. Jack massaged his brow ridge and made his way to the control room.

Once there he saw the usual people at the controls. Carter, for instance, was working on something maths-related for these complicated but frequent travellers. Jack saw the envelope’s sender standing behind Carter. He caught her eye, help up the note and said, ”You’re being serious…” She nodded.

He sighed and made his way over to both women. Well, one woman and one girl…

”Afternoon, Carter.” He then turned to his younger companion. He would never, ever get used to the sight of her. Not only was she young, barely old enough to be in the US Military, but…well, she was a robot…

”Hello, Jagna…”

She smiled back. Indeed, Jagna was a robot. But not just any robot. She was a transformer. The liaison between the allies of Stargate Command and the Maximals of he Beast Wars. She made her residence at the SGC, and went back to prehistoric Earth when called for. O’Neill couldn’t get his head around that, either. The fact that there was a war going on between rivalling transforming robots 4 million years ago…a war on which the human race’s existence hang in the balance was, to say the least, mind-boggling.

This particular Maximal’s beast mode was a leopard. That really freaked everybody out when they first encountered this sophisticated race. One moment she was metallic humanoid robot that spoke to them, then she was a mothering big cat. She had big, blue optics and a helmet with cat ears that covered her head. As per standard for a beast bot, the head of her leopard beast mode covered her overtly feminine chest, and her beast mode tail was also visible. All of the Maximals they met fascinated them. The fact they could think for themselves mostly. Their physical structure and how they worked drove Carter nuts the first few weeks. This cat often accompanied SG-1 on off-world missions as a volunteer scout. Since her exo-structure protected her from blasts harder than skin, she was a worthy candidate.

”Hey Jack. I see you got my note…hopefully you’ve worked out who’s coming on today…” Did she have to remind him?

The Stargate activated and glowed its usual eerie blue. Jack and Jag (they often joked with each other about their similar-sounding nicknames) made their way to greet the dreaded caller. At least Jack dreaded the encounter. After a few seconds, the traveller walked through. O’Neill tried to smile.

”Hello, Rattrap…”

"Jack O'Neil, nice to see you again. Jagna, nice to see you too." said the Maximal Leader, Optimus Primal as he and Rattrap walked down the ramp. The Stargate closed behind them, "Just Us today I'm afaird....Megatron's on the offensive again." growled the Gorilla.

As they slowly made their way to the Briefing Room, Optimus pondered on the fact that the entire SGC wasn't very big. To a Transformers that was. After reaching the room, Optimus said his usualy greeting to General Hammond.

"As you all know Megatron has been destroying our energy resources for days." said Optimus as he led into another sentence, "It is our goal to be able to produce useable energy cells in a joint effort with the SGC. Our engineer, Rhinox, has came up with a way for you to produce the cells using your currently techonlogy with effect on the timeline of Earth and Human history. I have the plans for Carter to go over." he said as he produced a small data disc and put it donw onto the table.

He then stood up, "Now I'm afaird I must go. The Predacons are not a group to stand by and do nothing when their enemeis are underpower and down in numbers. Till next time General Hammond." said Optimus as he walked towards the Stargate. After saying his goodbyes to jack and jagna he turned towards Rattrap, nodded, and then asked for the gate to be activated.

Ryan wrote:
"Jack O'Neil, nice to see you again. Jagna, nice to see you too." "Just Us today I'm afaird....Megatron's on the offensive again." growled the Gorilla.

"Well, ain't that a kick in the tail lights!" Jack tried to joke. The transformers in the room just looked at him blankly.

"Mmm...not quite there yet, Jack..." said Jagna, with a smile. At least he was trying

"Now I'm afaird I must go. The Predacons are not a group to stand by and do nothing when their enemeis are underpower and down in numbers. Till next time General Hammond."

"Hold it! Hold it!" cried Jack. Jagna had leapt to her feet too. He continued, "You just got here! And come on, when are we gonna get to talk again? Two-way wormhole ain't what it used to be..."

"Please Big-Bot, Rattrap...it's been weeks since ANYONE came to see me...us" she corrected herself. She sometimes forgot she was supposed to be the liaison, not just a good friend. She looked at her leader imploringly. She loved it on Earth, and going of-world, but there are times a young bot neds to be around her own kind, around her friends...

Jack side-glaced at Rattrap. He could not break eye contact now that it was made, so he rolled his tongue in his mouth for a while before saying, "Hey..."

He could tell that even though Primal was eager to return to....good god, pre-historic Earth...that the IRS would surely stick their noses into this Predacon-related dirt until their faces were buried so deep only a nuke would solve it. Those jackasses...

Meanwhile outside the Cheyenne mountain complex which held host to the Stargate operations, more visitors were arriving....

A convoy approached the main outer gates and stopped just short of it. A soldier on guard duty walked over to the leading vehicle.

'I'm going to need to see some papers.'

The driver handed over the necessary documents to the guard but before the guard could finish checking them over, an impatient man in the passenger seat leaned over,

'You now have the precious papers. Now if you could just kindly open the gates I would very much like to get out of this vehicle, sometime in the near future.'

The soldier was not amused with the man's patronising tone,

'Is there a problem here?'

'Yes, ' the man replied. 'I would very much like to end this 3 hour journey as quickly as possible so that I may look forward to my immeadiate debriefing followed by.....'

The annoying man did not cease his complaining and the soldier had already stopped listening. The driver sighed and looked over at the guard with sympathetic eyes, the soldier then gauged from his expression that the passenger had troubled him in the same manner for the entirety of the journey and just wanted to get away from the irritating man. The guard took pity on the driver and gave the signal to the open the gates...

((una, could I just say for future reference, please do not place your characters where they obviously were not! I can let it slip for now, but in future could you have your characters come in seperately? For example, there could have been another incoming wormhole.

For now, let's just say there was, and Sarah came in. Ryan would have NO idea you were ther......sorry just saying!

Plus, Depth Charge would not technically exist in the Beast Wars universe, as this is set in season one at the moment.))

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Jack only just noticed a little figure somehow appear via osmi#osis into the room. She must have come in after Optimus and Rattrap.

"Hey, kid." he replied.

Just then, Delivery Guy came into the room. He had papers in his hand for General Hammond, and they reaked of the smell of IRS...plus, it had 'Top Secret and Urgent' printed in unfriendly letters on the cover. After looking at them, frowning and massaging his forehead, Hammond passed the stack of wasted trees to Jack.

"Oh dear God, NO!" He threw them down onto the table and buried his face in his hands. he stormed around the room screaming, "NO! NO! NO!"

Jagna raised her eyebrow and turned to Optimus. She gave him an inquiring look, simply because she could never understand what made O'Neill this upset. She picked the papers and scanned them. Being a robot, it did not take long to read something it would take a human a few minutes to.

"Oooooh....I see now.

Whilst O'Neill was sobbing in the corner, Jagna handed the folder around.

"McKay's coming..."

There was a murmur humming through the room.

"The IRS has SOMEHOW been informed of your visit Optimus, and has sent a representative to have a little 'chat' about our latest energy settlement. he'll be here in an hour.....if you need me, I'll be in Alaska..."

Upon hearing O'Neil's comment, Optimus turned to Jagna, "I'm guessing Colonel O'Neil is not fond of this "McKay"." he said as he slowed looked at Hammond, "General if I'm to stay here I must request that you allow me to use the Stargate to call my crew."

General Hammond argeed and left Optimus to active his radio, "Optimus Primal calling the Axalon...I repeat, Optimus Primal to Maximal Base!"

Optimus:

"I'm guessing Colonel O'Neil is not fond of this "McKay"."

She bowed her head, trying to stifle her laughter. She'd been aroung the SGC a while, long enough to know how O'Neill reacted to most people. The negatiove reactions were the most obvious.

"Well, Optimus, McKay is.... but Jack interrupted.

"He's a stuck-up underhanded know-it-all who won't get the hell off our backs!" It's true, McKay wasn't as bad as some people he knew (a certain other Colonel) but he was still a...

"...pain in the ass..." he said aloud.

He heard a beep, and a door closing....it couldn't be....not now....

'Optimus this is Rhinox. There isn't anything to report. I don't like it. It's far too quiet. over'

meanwhile outside the base,

'Be careful with that piece of equipment!! Can't you read?!?! The box says, fragile that is F.R.A......'
Before he could finish bullying the technician an officer interupted,

'Doctor McKay?'

'Yes? Is there something I can do for you?!

'Yes, the briefing has already started without you, if you'd like to follow me.'

McKay having almost vented all his frustrations still had some more abuse to hand out to those who would unsuspectingly recieve his jib. He follow behind the officer to the briefing room....

As McKay entered the SGCC he felt strangely at ease, he was eager to get a look at all the new Cybertronian technology. As he was led down the gray corridors he noticed they had already begun restructuring the doorways and passageways so that the Maximals could traverse the complex.

'We're here' the officer pointed to the door and walked off.

McKay opened the door only to hear his name being mentioned,

'Ahem! That is Doctor McKay, thanks for asking.'

'Ah, Doctor McKay, we've been expecting you. I'd like to introduce you to our guests from...the past?'

General Hammond was still getting used to the whole situation and had trouble understanding the complex nature of the Maximal's origin.

'This is Optimus Prime' ..........

Jagna snorted.

Still giggling, she said, "That's PrimAL, General..."

O'Neill grimaced. He turned to Sarah, "Ah, waddya say about McKay?" he sang in a mocking C#. "Basically, kid, he's the biggest-headed know-it-all this side of Cleveland. His approach to things include bugging the hell out of everybody and asking for four Martinis for his 'friends'."

As if he just noticed him walk in, he turned and said, "Doc! How are ya?"