About as "tropical" as it gets on Cybertron, little else shimmers like the twin isles of the Mercury Sea. Standing in the plaza of the Isle of Mercury, it's clear the residents have taken advantage of the commercial seaside location. Rows and rows of shops line the rustic roadways with bright swatches of neon green, hot pink and orange, occasionally separated by sizable, meandering canals that divide the island. The quicksilver ocean stretches out in all directions, as far as the average optic can perceive. There is a constant but soft sound of the liquid metal lapping at the docks and slipways.