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[Mission Debrief] The Path to Aeon
Who: Anyone on the R2
What: Providing debriefs on what happened in the latest round of missions
Where: R2's conference hall
When: After July 30th
Warnings: The usual nonsense
Another set of missions comes with a new load of baggage for the crew of the R2 to unpack.
Full event threads for The Path to Aeon are here.
What: Providing debriefs on what happened in the latest round of missions
Where: R2's conference hall
When: After July 30th
Warnings: The usual nonsense
Another set of missions comes with a new load of baggage for the crew of the R2 to unpack.
Full event threads for The Path to Aeon are here.
The Rise of Gossamer (Cal, Anila, Rodimus)
The Legend of Capybara III (Airachind, Nova, and Smokescreen)
Nova Storm's Super Awesome Debrief
Finally, Nova wearily raised her head to look around the room with faded optics. The beastformer/seeker didn't just look haggard from the usual nonsense of a mission, she quite literally looked far, far older than she had been when she left. Her plating was dull and cracked with the weathering of millions of years that hadn't actually passed at all, her previously vibrant pink-ish purple fur gone pale and thinned out.
"Right," she rasped, "let's just... get this over with. Started off in Talonbreak, doin' things that aren't anybody's business. Me'n Smokescreen and Airachnid," her voice noticeably pinched with some sort of intensity on that name, "all got the usual 'teleport with free amnesia' treatment. Everybody knows it, moving on. Some guy named Capybara was there in the nowhere, said we owe a favor to some goddess for reasons, and it was time to pay up."
Her mouth pulled tight in a grimace. "Yadda yadda, weird scrap details, giant ball of murderous worms and Unicron exists here, I guess," she added with a dismissive wave of a clawed hand that shook for more than one reason.
Her cloudy optics narrowed. "If you ignored the last few bits or skipped ahead to a timestamp, this is the part that actually matters. Capybara said we need to go to some Nameless City. That he and Kingdom Memoria need help, and they can't leave until they get it."
She shuddered out a sigh and dropped her head again, her hoarse and cracked voice gone quiet. "That's it. No questions 'less Smokestack wants to field them, cause I don't care."
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"I'd like to be back to normal before like, I do any cool racing bits." He laughs and for a second he swears he sounded like the one Optimus that watched after the Terrans and his face turns a shade of blue blush.
"Anyway, we also were trapped in a cooking show which I did so well guys, we got second place." Smokescreen grins with glee. Then suddenly he frowns. "But I don't like the idea of game shows seemingly being used like that. There was all sorts of stuff wrong with it."
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Then again, he would not remotely be surprised if Unicron is real, or if he personally ends up having to deal with it.
"I recommend you read the reports on what happened several years ago if you are worried about it, in addition to attending the medibay for an ADE pack if you haven't already." Yes, he is talking to her like a tired parent. Who cares anymore.
The Omen of Belladatta (Turtles)
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Probably not.
"Were... We were contacted...by the White Diamonds. S-said they had intel on where t'find 'nemone."
Donnie looks like he can hardly keep himself sitting upright, shakily gripping his tablet. He squints at the screen and whatever nonsense notes he'd made, not that he remembers putting them down to begin with. Realistically he should probably be in bed, but he's never missed a debriefing and he doesn't intend to now!
At least he's had the foresight to have M.I.S.H.E.L.L.E. present, the sleek sea-turtlesque drone keeping to the upper perimeter of the room while she records.
He'll probably cringe about this later.
"F'r an....ex.... ecksch- Hrrrrgnh..." Donnie groans, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. "Favor for a fav'r."
He pauses, staring at the tablet for a few seconds. Five seconds becomes thirty. Thirty becomes a minute. Oh, he's zoned out, hasn't he?
Just before he nearly faceplants, Donnie jerks himself upright again, doing his best to swallow down the brief wave of nausea that comes with the motion. He drops his face into a palm as the room continues to swim around him, fighting off another tremor. His stone skin feels nice and cool against his face at least, which nags him as odd because he's been feeling chilly. That means... That means...something'r other.
"......."
Sorry, looks like he's zoned out again.
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He'd been well aware of Donnie's absence from the ship before now, but he'd assumed things would be okay. Donnie was much more careful than Hub was, and maybe his brothers would be with him. He was actually looking forward to it, curious if Donnie had come back with new findings or stories.
He joined the video conference as soon as the option was available, only to almost immediately recoil when he saw the state of Donnie, let alone heard him speak, or-
"Donnie?" His green optics brightened in alarm, and he reached out past the squared off boundary of his window on the video conference, reaching towards Donnie's. "H-hey, you shouldn't be- Has somebody paged the medical team?" He asked in a thin voice, looking pleadingly towards the other windows.
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Chillax bro he's fine
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Still, it wasn't hard to look at Leo and grasp that this was one of the brothers he'd talked about. Judging by quick, only half seen maneuvers, he knew how to handle what was wrong with Donnie much better than Hub did. He pulled his arm back into his own window, messaging back a quick text without seeming to look anywhere else at all.
>>Got it. I'm glad you're there.
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"Great job, Dee. I'll take it from here," he said assuringly, giving his brother a pat on the head and sliding the tablet out of his hands as he forced him to sit down. Leo rapidly bundled him in the fluffy blanket he had brought along, and when he was done Donnie was cocooned with a pillow wedged under his head with just enough movement to hold the juice box Leo shoved in his hands. It was impressive how snug Donnie managed to look while sitting, but then making a stubbornly vertical Donnatello comfortable enough to sleep was a finely honed skill in the Hamato family.
Leo looked over the tablet before immediately dismissing the contents ("exploding laundry" was not wrong but probaly not what Donnie actually wanted to talk about.
"As you heard, we owed the White Diamond team of the slaver acolytes a favor for getting us off Duam's ship, and they had information on Anemone. They wanted to find the Collector as part of a plan to restore the Earth, and said they were working behind Bos'kit's back on this which tracks given their whole situation."
That's where things got messy, and he wasn't really sure how much he should explain about the Nameless City in mixed company, especially with how many people had seemed interested in getting their hands on one of the Nameless Idols. Though considering who else had made deals with The Collector, it was probably worth mentioning.
"The Collector had a way to get people to the Nameless City, where there's gonna be a huge fighting tournament and whoever wins gets an impossible wish granted. We managed to trade him for some. King Nemo and Anemeone's mom Current made deals with The Collector, too. Also, Mortu and Roku left the ship for extremely stupid nerd reasons and got themselves caught by the leader of the kraang. I don't remember if this was clear last time but that would be Very Bad, and we managed to trade the Collector for Mortu before he was handed over but I doubt the kraang are going to take that lying down. Not sure if he was just after Mortu or also wanted in to the city."
"Other than that..." did he forget anything else big? Probably. "We don't know what they were doing but the Red Diamond acolytes were there, too. I think some of your guys wanted to know if they made any moves? That's all I got."
If Donnie had anything to add he could write up a report for Optimus later.
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"What were the details of that plan to restore the Earth? Is the fighting tournament really capable of altering reality?"
Obviously he would never condone unethical methods. But he considers himself a protector of Earth, and if reviving that world were a mere matter of winning a tournament...
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He suspects Donatello might not remember much of this. Been there, buddy. He also suspects his first guess on what Bos'Kit wanted there is probably the right one.
"It is interesting to know that restoration of Earth is both possible and being attempted..." He trails off, thinking of that vision of the future with Megatron. To think that all the planets the Decepticons razed could be potentially restored... no, he can't get ahead of himself like that. Only sparkbreak lies that way. "Do you know much of the kraang?"
The Vow of Baki Songfang (Emoji, Orion Pax, Charlie)
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"Good..." He belatedly realises he doesn't know what part of the day they're in, as his chronometer is still set to Drakkonvale. "...day, everyone."
Picking up his datapad, he gives it just the barest of glances before continuing, finials dipping down.
"As some of you may be aware, some months ago I lead a team to Queen Siphon's school in pursuit of the escaped King to find and cease her activity there. During that mission, we failed to save all the children present. I will forward anyone to wishes to know more details the full report on request."
He wiggles the datapad he's holding to underline this.
"We discovered the other half of the children were to be sold at the Black Auction, and so Orion, Charlie and I set off to find its location and recover them. You all know how that ended up."
It seems comparatively, their own adventure didn't cross over with the others as much other than at that one key point. Maybe fixing a previous failure will make up for his admitted murder of the Queen.
"I'm pleased to say that amongst the chaos of everything else, we were able to recover them and they've been handed over to the right people to get them home. In the meantime, if by any chance anyone hears of or discovers any leads at all to any other Parasite Lord schools - or ones that may be targets of Bos'Kit, please let me know. I will have the full report of this excursion available within a few days. Thank you."
He does not think it's his place to bring up the baking show, or the brief foray into Charlie's home, nor those visions of a perfect future. All those concerning things can simply never be talked about again. Deal? Deal.
Reign of Akala (Shockwave, Soundwave, and Krok)