Temp pin + Basic Info

Name: Gaia Amari Hase
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Height: 6'4" (No ears) 11'0" (With ears)
Weight: [REDACTED]

DOB: February 14, XXXX
Birthplace: Arcadia City

Occupation: Magazine Model

Hobbies: Video games, Collecting Anime figures, Computer programming.

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Oh, fast isn't enough. After being tagged twice, he's using the thrusters to clear the room and land on the boxes.

With one of his goofy smiles, he shoots at her a couple times before using the jets again to escape back across the room and down the hall.

"Yeah! Let's go!"

He turns, running into the base, headed straight for @resistanceciel.bsky.social 's office.

"Ciel! Ciel, we need your help!"

+ mech. Arm leveled at torso height, he's ready to shoot!

"Gotcha! ... Huh, no one here?"

Now that Gustaff has a nice big smile, it's time to get down to business. Obviously he can't use the harpoon cannon and the paintball gun together, but he still has the jump thrusters to fall back on.

But for now... He fires up the jet skates, dashing down the hall and power sliding around the -

Reaching back, he touches the point he got hit. When he sees the paint, he switches to the new 'weapon' and fires a few shots at the wall.

"Ohhh... So that's your game..."

Well, no reason not to... He shoots Gustaff a few times just for the fun of it, knowing it'll anger the mech.

Thump!

"Hey, what the-"

Spinning around, he spots the mech first. No, can't be possessed, or it would be charging him down already.

"Tron? Is that you back there?"

+ if he had any. Collapsing this mine was about the only way to improve it now.

+ Maybe this was the point where he should turn back. There was no way there was anything valuable left down here, not if those vaguely shaped husks of rust were any indication. And he didn't see the pillar Tron mentioned either.

This would have been a great time to pull out a few Grand Grenades, -

By the time he finally reached the bottom of this weird mine/swamp hybrid, he couldn't keep quiet any longer.

"What is this place? Who would even want to do something like this?"

Not only did it look bad and smell worse, but the lighting was absolutely harsh, and it was eating... Everything!

-

"The strangest part is kind of just... How much land there is. Aliens and radios kind of make sense. The world not being flooded always gets me."

"I'm not a- y'know, nevermind. Close enough, I guess. Doesn't really matter what it is, there's always a jerk version."

Even if the end goal always seems good, the path there is too much to bear for anyone else.

"How do you feel? Ready to head in? Pretty sure Bon is getting mad at us."

He can be as silent and angry as he wants. He's in the Drache, which is way more than Tron would have let him get away with. Volnutt knew he would catch hell for this later.

Eventually, he parked the ship outside HQ, and hopped out to go inside.

"Huh... What's going on today? Did everyone go out for the day and forget to tell me...?"

Equipping the new weapon anyway, he's just gonna head to the kitchen to make breakfast instead of wondering. Food brings everyone out anyway.

Aaaand he falls over, landing on his butt while his head spins.

"I'm sure she'll be alright... She probably just needs some time to resort her memories. I'm sure her creator can help..."

‼️ APRIL FOOLS EVENT ‼️

Tempo seems to have reverted to her old personality before the cave in incident! She’s a lot more playful and expressive than her usual current self!

In addition, she also doesn’t seem to hold any memories that occurred after or during the incident as well. . .!?

If only Bon knew the horrors they were all trying to spare him. But, if he's going to insist, then he'll just have to learn the hard way.

Off to HQ they go!

"AHHHH TRON NOT AGAIN!"

Poor dizzy lad. He isn't made for shaking.

+ was worth knowing about!

Slowly lowering himself back to the floor, he retracted the harpoon. There weren't many places to hide here, but at least he had the benefit of very visible footprints to follow.

That big hat... That must be the witch Tron told him about! So she's the one who had been following him...

In that case, nothing here was good. He probably should leave, but... Now that she thought he was gone, it was the perfect time to follow her. She could lead him right to... Well, whatever -

"Your world is weird! Floating cars, ghosts moving things around, floating invisible roads!

But it makes sense to you, so what else can I say? I'm calling you next time I need space travel, though. Your friends are way better at space than mine..."

"I mean it, Bon. You've got to be ready to get yourself to safety."

With one last stern look, he hops into the Drache, waiting for the youngest Bonne.

"Wow, Tempo looks like she's having a great day! Good for her!"

"Didn't seem like you were too into it at first. Data and I have been playing your game!"

"An extreme gear is one of those... Floating skate board things. She went racing on one once."

A shake of the head, a sigh after.

"I think you know as much as I do. She went to help against this robot lady in Dreamland and got caught. Probably just bad luck more than anything..."

+ using his harpoon cannon, aimed at a dark corner of the ceiling, to avoid making any new prints. Hopefully that would lead whoever was following him astray long enough to learn something.

Hanging from the tunnel roof wasn't exactly comfortable either. He couldn't stay here forever...