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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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"Yeah... the heat's kind of killing my motivation to exist, much less try to hunt down all the alien secrets."

As soon as Autumn hits, Sonic is totally going to dive into trying to figure out all the crap.

"I wonder how long ice would last around here. We could make a giant freezer room but I don't think any air conditioning around here will keep it cold enough."

Donnie tilts his head as he does some calculations. "I figure I can mystic-tech up some but they'd probably only last a few minutes at best."

"Are you saying you can just magic up a walk in freezer? I just assumed you could only do that to make little simple things like in the cave."

Donnie over here with the coolest super power ever, dang.

"...probably? I bet that'd drain me pretty quick though. I'd be able to stretch things longer if we just found a pretty draft-proof room." Donnie taps a finger against his chin.

"I haven't really stress-tested. I just sort of build whatever I can think of, but I haven't had any problems yet."

"We'd have to get you there pretty quick too, right?"

He narrows his eyes, sizing Donnie up a bit... yeah, Sonic could probably carry him if they had to get somewhere fast.

"Ideally, yeah. The charge we get doesn't hold long at all in a passive state as it does with raw crystals, but it also depends on a lot of other factors, like length of exposure in the caves and what we do with that energy..."

Donnie's too busy running calculations to notice. "That arcade might be ideal- I mean, we know it's not drafty. At least it's clear of dust."

Speaking of energy, Sonic still turbocharged from the cave himself. Donnie does have those super cool flying boots, but right now chances are that Sonic could still get them both there faster. This could either be awesome or a really terrible idea, but Sonic only ever focuses on the awesome, so.

While Donnie's using his brain, Sonic scoops him up off the ground, without warning naturally. It's a little awkward since Sonic's just a tiny little dude, but he doesn't seem at all bogged down by Donnie's weight.

"Yeah, uh huh, that's fascinating. Hold onto your boots! Literally, hah!"

Sonic laughs at his own unfunny joke, of course, and then takes off.

"Say wha-"

Blinking as his perspective is suddenly shifted, although not by much, he has maybe a split-second to parse what's happening and even less to anticipate what's going to happen next, which of course by then is when they're already off and running.

"-AAAAaaaAAAAH-!"

It's fiiiine, Donnie! It only takes a couple seconds before Sonic reaches the arcade, where he carefully sets Donnie down.

Then he's gone. He's got some juice to burn and he's decided to do this by running a few laps around town, which he does in a matter of seconds. He reappears on the roof of the arcade, just casually sitting there as he calls down to Donnie.

"Anyway, all set?"

"-Aaaa...ah?" Donnie's still screaming by the time Sonic returns, blinking when he realizes he's not only stopped moving but he's on the ground and ugh, yup, back in the city. Did not miss the extra heat.

"Ohmygosh that was amazing but a little warning next time?" Despite having seen Sonic in action, he'd sorely underestimated just how fast fast was for the hedgehog.

He coughs into a fist and then steps towards the door. "Right. If you've still got some juice left, go grab us a few buckets of water or something and I'll start airing this place out."

He chuckles in reply, fully aware that he has no chill and just felt like showing off. He may be small, but his ego is big enough to make up for it.

"Consider it done!" Sonic says, giving Donnie a little salute before hopping off the roof, aaand he's gone, just a blue streak.

Over the course of the next couple minutes, a small collection of water filled buckets and other containers starts piling up outside the arcade. How is Sonic not spilling these on his way back? Speed tricks, don't worry about it. Before long though, he seems to have run out of juice, but it's fine. He had fun while it lasted.

"Yo! Is this enough?"

By then Donnie's set to opening what windows are there, and as the buckets start amassing, he sets to work inside.

Sonic's hardly the only one who likes to show off.

Purple light forms several fans that start blowing out the warm air that's been sitting inside, and Donnie moves a few cables from the floor. He steps outside for a couple of buckets, grinning when Sonic reappears.

"Yeah, that should be more than enough. Help me dump some of this on the floor and then once I get that iced over, we can put the rest of the full buckets inside."

At least he doesn't have to rely solely on his mystic-tech for freezing stuff. Once they've got the floor wet enough, he pulls out his tech-bō out, expanding it with a tap of a switch. "You haven't seen this baby in action yet, have you?"

Sonic's not gonna say 'no' to making a mess on purpose, and he's happy to help Donny sling a few buckets of water around.

"Ooo, I don't think I have! Show me what that science stick can do!"

He's gonna hop up on a pinball machine and watch the SCIENCE. Nerd stuff can be pretty cool sometimes.

"Haaah, science stick." Donnie rolls his eyes, but he doesn't seem terribly offended at least.

He bends his toes some to give his boots a boost higher as Sonic has the right idea- it'd be kind of bad to do this if he were standing in the water. And at least everything in here is currently non-functional so he's not worried about damaging anything.

Donnie gives the staff another tap and it begins to unfold itself and then somehow reconstruct its panels until it looks like a fancy laser cannon.

"One instant ice box coming right up!" he says, flicking a switch on the side of the contraption before firing a blue beam at the standing water. Its reaction is instantaneous as things begin to solidify once the beam hits it, and he moves it along the floor to help spread it out as the water freezes over.

"Base cooling, done, step two- evaporator and condenser!" The fans vanish, but a couple of air conditioning units take their places in the window, glowing purple as seems to be his trademark.

The last time Sonic stood around on a wet floor, he was almost electrocuted to death. He doesn't expect that to happen this time, but one can never be too careful. Not that he's usually good at being careful, but y'know. The floor is ice now, that would also suck to stand in.

Before long, Donnie's magicing up some air conditioners. Sonic is thoroughly impressed.

"Dude, that's got to be the coolest power anyone's ever had!"

At least you can't go too far if you start sliding around. Donnie settles himself on one of the defunct game cabinets with a cackle as he transforms his ice laser back into staff-form.

"Hahaha! I mean, I'm not arguing there!" He'll even let that pun slide. "I just wish I could figure out how to do it on my own without having to get a boost."

Now that the floor is fully iced over, Sonic hops down from the machine he's been sitting on and starts scooting around on the ice. It's there, might as well have fun with it.

"Wish I knew how to help you there, this would be a real helpful ability to have regular access to."

There may not be enough room to do anything Winter Olympics-worthy but a private ice rink still isn't bad!

"I know, right? It'd sure be useful when there's limited materials and tools around here as it is, I could just make it appear when I need and then it's gone when I don't," Donnie says, wiggling his fingers around in emphasis. "Maybe still not practical for long-term use but hey, at least for now we've got some place to chill!"

"guess we better enjoy it while it lasts, huh? Does all the stuff you made disappear when your powers do?"

It would be great if it didn't, but Sonic's not about to get his hopes up.

Donnie glances over towards the AC units. "Just the things directly operated by it. So even once these shut down, it'll stay as cold as long as the ice sticks around." He compacts his tech-bō as he sits himself down.

It's already so much better in here. And sure, there are probably better ways to do this but that would require putting together actual equipment and as much as he likes to tinker, once again, things circle back to the atrocious temperatures.

"Hey, if I pass out beforehand, be sure to close the windows once the ACs vanish."

"Can do! Now, is this the kind of passing out that I should be concerned about, or are you just catching a nap in the AC?"

He just wants to be sure, medical emergencies aren't really something he's used to dealing with.

"General exhaustion, could be naptime too. Excessive cold makes me sleepy but this should be fine," Donnie explains, waving a hand. "With this sort of thing it kind of hits me like a caffeine crash. I'll be good once I sleep it off."

"Huh. Is it using the power that does it, or just being juiced up by the cave?"

Sonic's kind of tired, but he figures it's just because he got hit in the skull by a lobster earlier.

Donnie drums his fingers against the cabinet top. "Bit of both. Having the excess boost kind of encourages that energy use, you know?"

He's not sure if it's just him, but then he's found it's hard not to try and do anything with that power when it's all charged up and ready to go. "It does depend on how much use you make of it though. You're still essentially using your own ability in the end, after all."

"I guess that makes sense. I wasn't doin' anything that I can't already do, I was just doin' it a lot faster. Not quite like when I use the Chaos Emeralds, I can't help but wonder if I'd get a similar effect if I hung out in that cave long enough."

Not that he want's to leave the comfort of the air conditioned arcade. He'll make questionable choices later.

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