[Video -> Text] [Transmission Originating From: Outside Haven]

[wakizashi_straight]

[The video comes on for a brief moment, showing a static-laden image of a helmet that looks rather similar to a shogun warrior’s, in purple with yellow accents and bright yellow optics. His chin tilts down slightly, the sound of pistons whirring off-screen. Eventually the image cuts off in favor of text.]

I hope this message gets through. I am Noisy Boy. I do not know how many of you might recall me, or how long it might have been, and I have some inquiries to make. First, I am looking for a bot named Midas. He is eight-foot-two inches, with gold plating and a red fiberoptic Mohawk. He is extremely abrasive and uses text like I do, so he will likely be easy to pick out.

My second inquiry is a request to speak to anyone with experience in either programming or upgrading. I will require alterations if I am to survive on this planet.

My final inquiry is for pick-up. I am uncertain as to where I am at the moment.

[Video] Track 08 : Backdated to the Badlands search party return (2-ish days ago?)

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

[Miko looks a little bit worn out, but not that much worse for the wear, from the trip, and she seems to be proud of something at least.]

Hey, I'm back. I even brought something neat back with me, but it may have to be tested... to find out what it is.

[Locked to Team Prime]
Hey... um... I was going to send you guys a message to let you know I decided to go with Wing, and Drift and some of the others, but... when I was going to I couldn't get any reception. I'm sorry for not at least leaving a note. I made sure to stay out of the way of anything dangerous as much as possible...

[She does look genuinely sorry, the pride from before having drained away to show her looking very humbled.]

It was... harder to go alone than I thought it was going to be too... so I won't be doing that again.

[Locked to Nexus Prime]
So... I found this jar of stuff... well found is not quite the right way to put it... I... took it off one of the things that attacked us, while the others distracted them. I thought maybe either you or one of the others might want to figure out what the stuff is. I will see if I can put some in a container for you, if you want.

[As she talks she shows the jar of stuff she had gotten, holding it close, but carefully, not yet opened nor tested on anything.]