[You know, Mirage could go on about what breathing is like and how surprising it is...(no really, it shocked him too), but he had more important things to notice about waking up in a smaller body. Like the incredible irony that this is his SECOND TIME. Granted, he was only 'shrunk' the first time, but size difference is a size difference is a size difference.  Thankfully, he changed while he was in his room, and...yep, everything was considerably larger.  Is this what humans have to experience on a daily basis? 

How inconvenient.

The feed clicks on to show a man...quite disgruntled about the current situation.]


Mio dio...would it kill someone to make me something LARGER than I am if they are going to shapeshift me?

[Anyone who knows Mirage will recognize that stupid Italian accent. Unfortunately, he doesn't know the Link is on.]

Just what I need. This place to malfunction again.

[He's blaming Trion.]

[It certainly looks like a ... well ... penguin on the screen. Only blue, and wearing a cloak, and he seems to have things sticking out of his head.

Lets not forget the red eyes and the bat wings behind him.

Either way he looks aggravated.]

WHO THE HECK DARED TO ASSASSINATE THE GREAT LAHARL WHILE HE WAS SLEEPING?! I WILL NOT TOLERATE SUCH COWARDLY BEHAVIOR!

And it was rude too!

[So, guess who's joining the NO WHY IS THIS HAPPENING party? Human!Ambulon looks pretty... mellow/resigned given the circumstances. Especially when he's sitting naked (only his torso, thank goodness) before the communicator, the bottom half of his face and chest covered in blood. All of which came from his bruised nose. He just... kind of sits there a moment. Blinks one eye, then the other, just... whatever man.]

Can someone please pick me up and take me to Doctor McCoy?

[Well, at least needing a ride isn't anything new.]

[ooc: Whirl will be pickin' Ambu's up, but feel free to converse with/keep him company while he sits there and sighs and looks absolutely tired.]

Where is it where is it where is it?!

[While many others in Haven were having a body swap crisis, a new arrival was having a crisis of her own. Lyra was none too thrilled about said crisis and she didn't even care about where she was of I her father was here--

She had something to find.

Digging through the junk, an irritated noise escaped her, the little girl throwin a broken piece of somthing as, a couple feet away, a beagle sniffed about. It wasn't the first thing she'd thrown, her comm unit bein the first--since she had no idea what it was--and thus the reason for the lopsided video streaming right now.]

It's got to be here, Lyra. We'll find it.

[Yep. The beagle talks.]

We better, Pan. How else are we going to find father and our way home and Roger--

[Lyra's expression started to crumple a bit causing the beagle--Pan--to look over, immediately changing into a big, fluffy feline as he scampered over and crawled into he lap. She immediately wrapped her arms around him, buring her face in his fur as he nuzzled her gently.]

Oh Pan, it's all my fault.

Uuuh.... Did everything around here just go crazy or something? What's going on?

[The communicator feed clicks on to reveal a black, dinosaur like creature with red markings on its skin. After fiddling with the device for a while, the creature speaks.]

Greetings, my name is Malware. If there is any sentient life on this world, then where am I?

[OOC: Remember, if your character has any tech on them, leave a comment on my permissions post]

[Oh hello Haven, there's another human on the Link. This being a young blonde male, and judging from the back ground and his worried expression, he is at one of the higher places of Nexus's temple. At least he's not naked since he's wearing jeans and a "Happy Cat" t-shirt.]

Halp! I can't get down!

[Wait, that voice sounds a lot like Ravage's]

Jumping would be a bad idea now! And hands are totes weird to use!

[Yep, it's Ravage.]

[Drill Boy has suddenly become a very excitable dog. An Akita to be exact, his white and red coloration not too far of an off shoot from his normal colors.

He is currently running around the police HQ, barking happily with excitement, which can be heard over the audio feed.

There is a short pause in the barking as he stops to try scratching at his collar, where the communicator is located, and promptly tumbles over.]

[There's scratching and scrabbling as the communicator comes on. Also, that is a very unhappy wolf glaring at the screen, wings flared out and...]

[Wait.]

[Yup. That's definitely a pair of wings attached to that wolf's back. Anyone familiar with the version of Cybertron with Silverbolt may have a feeling of deja vu.]

I'm going to guess this is the Lambda's doing.