[See Captain Renko sit. See Captain Renko sit while it snows. Sit, Renko, sit!

Actually, anyone that looks towards the bottom of the video will notice that his legs are straddling the main cannon of a tank. And that Renko has the biggest grin on his face. He leans back slightly and twists to put the big red bow his package originally had back on the turret behind him. The faint blue glow of the TMD is slightly visible from under the sleeve of his trenchcoat.]

Does anyone have a can of black paint and a paintbrush I can borrow? This poor thing doesn't have a name yet.

[It also doesn't have any ammo but he doesn't particularly care at the moment. TANK!]

[Ultra Magnus can be seen sitting at his desk. Placed across it is a giant war hammer, glowing faintly.

Oh, and there's something yipping in the background. Not quite like a dog, not really. Some might recognize it as the sounds of a lively turbofox.

Really, Magnus just looks exasperated.]

I don't suppose someone wants to take this creature off my hands. I've no use for it.

I wish to return my gift. It was not necessary, and I do not feel that I am the best caretaker for any variety of pet, cybernetic or no.

[ The camera pans out slightly, and it becomes apparent that there is a rather odd looking bird perched on the end of Perceptor's shoulder scope. It looks like a metal owl, large by human standards but still tiny compared to Perceptor, that swivels it's head to watch what he's doing with large, luminous eyes. He hasn't even bothered to remove the ribbon and bow wrapped around it. ]

I would, however, wish to keep it long enough to fun a few more diagnostics. Superficially it bears a general resemblance to the Strigidae of Earth, in particular the genus Megascops, although how such a construct exists so far from the planet...

[ He trails off in thought, the owl shifting on his scope, fluffing up metal plumage. ]

Regardless, I will be seeking a more permanent home for it.

[The video feed is... bouncing. For lack of a better word. In and out of the snow piled up amongst the odds and ends of the Junkpile. It's bouncing, because someone has discovered the wonder of playing in snow.]

[As a bird. Yes, that's right, there's a robotic bird-slash-pterodactyl hopping about the snow, its optics flashing. It fans out its wings, shedding snow everywhere, and generally looking pleased.]

Vandal! Kay! Look!

[Oh. It's just Kagerou.] Look, there's snow! Isn't it...

[He trails off, before his form shifts, becoming the robot the Haven is likely more familiar with. He steps over to something unseen, frowning, as a voice is heard -- in Japanese, but still:]

One minute left until the light turns yellow...

[His frown turns into a scowl. He reaches over, tearing paper.]

[It's... a stoplight.]

... why are you here?

[The stoplight merely repeats its cheerful message about the light being yellow before the feed is cut.]

[Ambulon's voice is very grave.]

I will just be quick about this.

Does anyone know what a "wikireader" is, and how it works? What is its purpose? Can it possibly be used as a weapon?

[ooc: Yes, permission granted from Tarn-mun for Ambulon to have FOUND TARN'S WIKIREADER GIFT.]

[It's not often Drift loses his temper. At least, it's not often that any one sees it. ]

[You're seeing it now, his blue optics blazing nearly white, one hand shaking as he holds up some white wrapping paper and a bit of red ribbon. It's all he intends to show anyone.]

This some kind of a joke?

[If it is, apparently Drift doesn't find it very funny.]

[Someone ripped through their present in no time. That same someone went through a bit of their present in the same time as well. The camera is lying on the ground at the scene of the crime. Soon enough the criminal crawls into view, a little groggy. In one hand, he begins wolfing down...something. Whatever it was, it's gone.

It doesn't take much to notice that this guy is loaded out of his skull. He looks to the camera with a bleary grin.]

Heard it was Chrismas...well you know, you know... I'm not only a bouncy--bouncer hunter I'm Santa Claws.  Ho ho ho ho.

[His face suddenly turns to the utmost seriousness.  Groggily the camera whirls through the air suddenly drawing in to the landscape of Wrex's face.]

So you little humans better be good. Cause I'm your god. Urdnot Santa, saver of the humens. There's gonna be fun fires everywhere!

[Off screen there is the sound of something being shattered.]

Oops. And--and--and don't worry. I got a present for all the synths.

[He knocks the screen with a rock.]

Coal. So you can shove it up your tailpipes, Cyberprawn.  Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas.

[You are greeted with a scene near the Junkpile, as it is covered in snow. There is a wad of what appears to be pink wrapping paper in the foreground. Then Ravage comes across the screen, chasing a large ball of yarn.]

OMG OMG! This is totes teh best!

[Yep, he's playing with a ball of yarn. He keeps playing with it until some of it comes undone and he gets all tangled.]

Halp! I'm stuck!

[The feed clicks on to show Garrus in the Junkpile, broadcasting with the use of his arm-mounted Omni Tool.]

Looks like the Lambda's feeling rather festive this week. There's a cache of supplies here on a ship back from my world.

[A three-fingered hand reaches to plug in some controls into the device's holographic display, quickly bringing up a 3-D representation of the ship in question, with several red indicators near the thickest areas of the craft.]

Scans show there's.. probably going to be some hostile stowaways inside. Shouldn't be too much for an organized team to handle.

[The feed flicks back to the camera.]

Meet by my coordinates if you're interested.

[And the feed clicks off. Now to see if anyone will join him.]

(ooc: Part of this plot. This will lead to a log later today/tomorrow)

So who do we thank for the gifts?

[She holds up the cybernetic penguin.]

Because he's really adorable.

Also I found something rather...large out here for someone named Fortress Maximus, if you'd like to come claim it.

[He keeps seeing reports of people getting these strange presents. Unfortunately all of them seem to be in the junkpile, and he can't leave the temple not without Ratchet raising pit at him anyway.]

Uh...about these 'gifts' people keep findin'. Anyone seen one with the name Bulkhead or Miko on it?

Be 'ppreciated if ya let me know.

[In fact he's a little wary of what theirs might be, but if there was one for him or Miko, they might as well get it.]

((OOC: Dibs for finding/found it go to Knock Out))