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All the World In Front of Me

WHO: Donnie and you!
WHERE: Temba
WHAT: Trying not to roast
WHEN: Mid to late July
WARNINGS: N/A
NOTES: Will match tag format/preference!

I. Evaporate
One might have thought it impossible to kind of miss the Calibrations space but at least it was climate-controlled! The weather's been absolutely hideous, not to mention dry, something Donnie's not used to. It makes things difficult to concentrate on, even with a fan blowing in your face.

Even summers in New York were never this bad. He could almost be fooled into thinking he was stuck in stage one of the flu, except that it had never lasted for days. Then again, given how hard it is to tell the difference for the time of day with how consistent the temperature is holding, he's not sure how long it's been. Going outside seems out of the question, but he still risks it just so he can check on his poor plant experiments out in Blue-04.

This is definitely not an ideal climate for a soft-shelled turtle, but the boy can't not tend to his plants, even if what he can ultimately use is a soak in a nice big pool. He'd thought to lug some water out to the poor, wilting garden but now he's regretting not saving some for him to dunk his head in. He huddles in the meager shade of what's still standing of the ruins it resides in, trying not to cook as he tries to mentally plot the quickest course to finding cover.

II. Rest and Recharge
Thankfully the beach is more tolerable, and the water feels good to stand in. It's not the most ideal place to really relax for all the waves, but it's some respite from the heat at least. He might just go for a swim anyway.

Of course if any of those pesky lobsters get too close and prove to be a nuisance, they're going to see what it's like to be used as a giant croquet ball. They fly pretty far when they're whacked with a rocket-boosted mallet! Head's up!

Time at the beach is only partially for play, however. Donnie does have research to do, after all! He has some things to research and materials to gather in the caverns. And maybe at least it'll be cooler in the depths?

III. When Turtles Fly
Rocket-boots had never been something he'd ever considered making but now he wishes he had because. They. Are. Amazing!

Tony said these babies can break the sound barrier. Donnie is absolutely going to test this out.

As a self-proclaimed adrenaline enthusiast, there has been nothing stopping Donnie from testing their limits. Well, except for the heat, but if you go fast enough and high enough... Huh. What's the range on these anyway? Yet one more thing to find out.

It's both strange and exhilarating using tech that hasn't been built by him, that was made for him- maybe the most bizarre part of it. They're so much cooler than a skateboard- he doesn't need a ramp to do any tricks!

Heights have never been a problem for him and clearly neither have drops as he boosts himself up high and then lets himself freefall some before catching himself in midair and zipping along again. The heat may still be present but at least he doesn't have to walk in it!

Of course once he gets high up enough, he can catch a pretty good glimpse of that new rock formation to the southeast, and it does not look promising...

IV. DiY
((OOC: AKA choose your own adventure/wildcard!))

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"Oh yeah, I'll be sure to let you know."

Sonic finishes his water and caps the bottle, aaand now he has this bottle. He's not going to be a jerk to nature and leave it laying around.

"Usually when I come into contact with overcharged gems, it just cranks all my natural abilities up to eleven. oh, also I turn all shiny and gold and I can fly, that's a thing. It's pretty cool." That's totally normal, right? "That's just what the Chaos Emeralds back home do though, I won't know if the crystals here do anything special until I see 'em."

Donnie blinks and then holds his bag out if Sonic wants to deposit his empty bottle since the hedgehog's clearly got no visible pockets.

"-okay there is so much going on in what you just said right now." He squints. "You turn gold? And fly? Because of some crystals? Wow. Is this a magic thing? I feel like this is a magic thing."

Sonic tosses his bottle into the bag! He is naked he has no pockets.

"I don't think they're magic or anything, just super powerful. Like, in a reality bending sort of way? I've seen a guy freeze time with one, another dude used em' to power hulking death machines and stuff, I can use 'em to get super powers. The possibilities are literally endless.

"That...sounds even crazier but if it's all energy then there's got to be a scientific explanation for the effects," Donnie concludes. "Where were they found, how were they made? Those sorts of details would probably shed some light on how they could have such a range of powers."

He's a bit reluctant to depart from the shade of the trees but heads out towards the beach again, his feet at least saved from the grit and warmth of the sand as he more or less skates a foot above it.

"I don't know if they were made somehow or if they just happened naturally. All I know is that they're probably thousands of years old and that they came from space. There's other weird things, like for some reason after I use them they scatter themselves all over the world. Just kinda fly up in the air and pshoom."

Falling in step next to Donnie, he makes a little explody motion with his hands to demonstrate the way the emeralds like to scatter. "We're not really sure why they do that, but it makes it a real pain to gather them all again whenever we need them."

((ooc: lmao stealing a little emerald knowledge from Frontiers, I know it's canon to IDW but I don't know like wwwwwwwhere in the timeline it falls??? lol comic books are hard))

"From space? So potentially a natural phenomenon if they're that old... or created by some ancient alien civilization." Not like he can rule out aliens considering their current circumstances, after all.

What Sonic says next makes him hum thoughtfully. "Huh. Weird, but maybe because of the power concentration it's like some built-in failsafe to keep it from being overused?"

"Yeah, it's all a little over my head."

He doesn't think too hard about the how's or the why's, all he cares about is if it works.

"I can think of a handful of people who wouldn't hesitate to overuse them, so really the scattering thing is for the best."

Of course Donnie's more interested in details, but he's no stranger to those sharing Sonic's sentiment in if it works then it works. He's lived with three of such individuals all his life after all. Which is why it's simultaneously frustrating and not. In any case, it's not like he can test or study any of these Chaos Emeralds anyway.

"How many times have you been able to gather them together again?" he has to ask, because from what Sonic's saying, it sounds like he's had to do it at least a couple of times, so maybe they don't really go too far.

The caves are coming up, not difficult to spy now that they're on the beach itself, but Donnie points them out anyway.

Maybe some day Tails will show up and he and Donnie can have big nerd chats about big nerd things.

"Let's see... There was that time when Eggman snatched the Master Emerald, fighting Perfect Chaos, that big lizard with a space station up it's butt..." Sonic trails off, then begins silently counting on his fingers before eventually giving up with a shrug.

"Dunno. A lot. I've lost count at this point."

Sonic resists the urge to zoom on ahead and into the shade of the caverns, but he doesn't want to ditch Donnie out here in the sun like a jerk. So, he'll walk. Like some kind of normal person.

Edited (Phone tags = phone typos lol) 2023-07-26 15:53 (UTC)

It will be glorious!!1!

Donnie stares as Sonic lists off the times. "...okay, wow. Guess they can't be that hard to track down then. Um, what's this about Perfect Chaos?" Unless that's a flashy stage name of sorts, he'd figure those two words kind of went in opposite directions.

Getting out of the sun is good enough incentive for him to speed up his stride a bit, and at least his feet aren't sinking in the sand since he's floating over it. He might have been trying to take things easy in case Sonic hadn't really recovered. But eventually they're out of the brightness, and Donnie takes a moment to pull off his fancy boots so he can put them in the bag.

"Electronics and such kind of get super juiced in here so it's probably better I not be using those once we get closer to the crystals," he explains.

"They can be tricky to find, but I'm also real fast, so that kinda makes up for it," he says with a shrug. When you can cover more ground in five minutes than most people can in five days, things won't stay hidden for long. "So, Chaos was this water monster that this mad scientist I know tried to take over the world with once. It's a long story. Anyway, each time Chaos got ahold of a Chaos Emerald, it made him bigger and nastier, until he absorbed all seven of 'em and got big enough to thrash a whole city. That's when he was called Perfect Chaos."

He explains it as though it's just a normal occurrence, like this sort of thing just happens every Thursday.

"It won't blow my phone thingy up if I take it down there, will it?"

"Wow, okay that sounds horrible."

Donnie grimaces at the thought of anything actually tromping through New York City. Sure, it seems like the number one spot for all aliens and monsters to hit when it comes to pop culture but no one wants it to actually happen!

"Huh? Oh no, at most it'll just have a lot of interference if you try calling out. And the metal glows. Actually anything metal will glow. Weird, right?"

It already promises to feel so much better as they head deeper in and away from the mouth of the cave. "It goes down a pretty good ways before we'll hit a fork. One way heads to the hot springs- which...is probably the last place we want to go given the current circumstances- but the other winds some before we'll reach where the crystal concentrations are."

"It's fiiiine, I had it under control. But yeah, the metal glowing thing... doesn't really make sense."

Metal glowing is kind of weird, and Sonic isn't sciency enough to know what might cause a reaction like that. He glances down at the buckles on his shoes, but aside from that he doesn't have much to worry about as far as metal going weird on him.

"Hot spring's for winter, we'll just have to come back then. Does it dead end at the crystals?"

Well, if Sonic's able to talk about it then things must have worked out. Sounds like a headache wherever he's from, if things constantly happen that require some power boost from specially charged crystals.

"Oh yeah, definitely. It's great soaking in hot springs in the winter!" Things he's only read about and never actually done until being stuck on an alien planet. Go figure. "Kind of, yeah. There's smaller strains between some of the tunnels- those lead to dead-ends but they had a bunch of old supply crates and things in them. I found some pretty decent components that could still be used. Kind of weird that they're down here to begin with though."

Huge headache, but he's used to it by now and honestly he kind of lives for this stuff, being a big adrenaline junkie and all.

"What kinds of things were in them, exactly? Given the storms and stuff, I don't think it's too weird for someone to want to keep stuff put away in a place like this."

As a self-proclaimed adrenaline enthusiast himself, Donnie still would get a little tired of that kind of world-threatening consistency. If you're too busy saving everyone then how do you possibly have any personal time?

"Well some of them were empty so someone's picked through things before. But there's like...medicine or something? That's what it looks like anyway. And then there's leftover cloth for whatever reason. Aside from the electronics parts."

There's a faint glow and glint along the cave walls the further they progress. Donnie eventually pulls out a flashlight to light the path, which notably starts to brighten in some areas, around the same time that Sonic's shoe buckles start to glow. And then there's the purple, rectangular markings on Donnie's shoulders and thighs, lighting up like they were done in some kind of UV-reactive ink.

See it's fine because Sonic's fast enough to save the world every five minutes and find personal time. Kind of. Probably. Don't worry about it.

"I don't think I'd trust medicine that's been sitting in a cave for who knows how long."

Most people wouldn't, hopefully. But hey, the metal glowing thing is cool!

"Woooah, my kicks have gone nuclear! You weren't kidding about the glowing thing!"

"I know, right?" Donnie has to agree. Medicine in general had a shelf life, and even if things in the cave looked better than things in the city, there's still no telling how long they'd been in the caverns.

He snorts a little at Sonic's observation. "Haha, told you! Once we get deeper in you'll feel it too, it's kind of like... if you drink too much espresso or something? That's what it feels like to me though. It's like the air's charged too, a buzzing at the back of your head kinda thing."

"I've been banned from espresso."

Donnie can probably make a reasonable assumption as to why.

"But, I get what you mean. That doesn't sound too different than how it feels when I use the Chaos Emeralds."

The turtle gives Sonic a wry look. "You must be an absolute menace with espresso," he smirks. He'd been pretty restless standing still even without it.

"Well, hopefully you don't end up exploding anything. Tommy won't come in here for some kind of concerns regarding that and his ability."

Donnie had been in these tunnels a few times enough to remember the way, and after a while, he turns off the flashlight. "Okay okay, check this out."

It's not completely dark in the tunnel for the crystals that can be seen in the walls, but also the glow from both of them. But then a bright line of neon violet light traces above Donnie's outstretched hand, forming a drone completely out of some kind of hardlight, casting a purple tinge on their surroundings.

"...See, I wish you'd mentioned the exploding thing outside."

Sonic's whole thing isn't really exactly like Tommy's, apart from the speed and high metabolism. All of Tommy's everything seems to be way faster whereas on the inside Sonic's just a normal hedgehog.

A normal giant, blue, talking, bipedal hedgehog. As far as he knows, anyway. Point is, he's probably not going to explode, and the possibility of doing so isn't enough to deter him from continuing.

Anyway, time to check out whatever Donnie's showing him. Bro did that drone come out of Donnie's tutrleflesh??

"Dude-- where did that come from!?"

He's gonna touch it. He is reaching out to poke it. Is this smart? He has no idea.

"I figured if you made things explode you'd mention it!"

But that's neither here nor there...or at least nothing's exploding, anyway.

Donnie looks pretty smug at Sonic's reaction. "Muwahaha- I have no idea." He shrugs but doesn't do anything as the hedgehog pokes at the thing. It's surprisingly solid, and it moves back as it hovers on its singular rotor, floating there even as the turtle drops his hand.

"See, I didn't know I could do things like this before I took a wrong turn in this cave and stuff started glowing. Tony says it has to be me and not the cave, so...I guess I just haven't figured out how to do it myself yet? Somehow?"

Edited 2023-07-27 00:24 (UTC)

"Wait-- Tommy can make things explode?"

Okay yeah, no, Tommy's powers are literally bonkers. Sonic will bug him about it later for sure, right now he's distracted by Donnie's wacky technomancy or whatever.

"If you couldn't do that before the cave, and you can only do it in the cave, then how does this Tony guy know that it's not the cave giving you that ability?"

"I guess? I didn't really ask him about it."

Donnie turns his attention to the walls, running his hand along the rough surface. "It's been the response others with abilities have gotten, from what I've heard. Lasts for a little while even once you're outside, depending on how long you're in here. Cranks up the power on them. Like with Tommy. You feeling any different?"

He pulls his goggles down, wincing at the glare of the display and shoving it back up only as soon as he finds a notable enough vein of the crystals he can work at. Time to make a handheld drill! The drone's still floating around to cast its light for them, and Donnie's hardlight drill sure doesn't seem to have any problems in penetrating the rock wall as he tries to loosen some of it around the crystals there.

"Hmm..."

Sonic checks himself over while Donnie starts digging out some crystals. Does he feel different?

"Maybe a little... vibraty? That's not a word, but it should be. It kinda feels similar to when I'm using the emeralds, only I can control that power. This almost feels like someone's forcefully injecting it into me."

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