[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.

Comments

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

It's alright, not like you meant for it to happen.

Prima's huh? Well that helps some, we will probably start with going directly out from the temple and get looking from there if we don't find you along the way.

[She smiles like it's very little concern.]

We'll get you.

[wakizashi_straight]

I did not. Would that I knew why I left in the first place.

I shall wait where I am for you and Bulkhead. Thank you, for coming to get me.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

It would be nice to know that... maybe then we could keep others from leaving.

[She seems a little downcast at that statement but perks back up after a moment.]

Of course, Noisy, no way I would leave you out there.

((OOC: I think we can just assume that the rescue happens?))