Donatello "the air bud of war crimes" Hamato (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
othellovonryan) wrote2023-08-05 08:07 am
othellovonryan) wrote2023-08-05 08:07 am
Working Through Some Issues
[The room is darker than normal rooms. Still plenty of light to see, but there is no large centralized source, instead coming largely from various displays around the room. Computer screens, holographic displays, boards with tools or parts on display. Allowing for easy location of various things. Many projects in some state of complete.]
[Its a laboratory. A little hard to track the full parameters of the room, as it does seem to shift at times, always compensating for something new.]
[Some things will be familiar to Tryse with a look around. She'll see the dagger given to Eggs when they arrive, with the basic hilt design in the center, but other configurations in half states around it.]
[There are charts that track the number of resources inside Egg House, from their food, to furniture, medical equipment, how many bottles of Tryse's concoctions and estimate of how many bottles are likely empty and an estimate of when to make more. What supplies are in the junk pile, and what's in the bunker, what he needs to finish up in rooms and what improvements he can make.]
[Displays with Egg names and the names of his friends and family.]
[Displays with words of caution.]
[And many more screens with various other prompting words like 'public' 'pr' 'community' 'cult' 'health' 'education,' and more besides.]
[A display with the Genius Built logo on it. Another with the Hamato symbol.]
[There other than moving text on the screen, there is a constant movement of a rolling chair.]
[In it, there is a young Donatello, looking around ten, with glasses taped to his head, in a grey hoody with rat ears, constantly kicking himself from one station, checking over something, maybe altering something, and then kicking himself to another to go over something else, and yet again.]
[And then there's the one warm light in this place, a young woman made of soft yellow light, sitting next to the Hamato monitor, kicking her feet in the air, watching as Donnie movies form place to place.]
[Its a laboratory. A little hard to track the full parameters of the room, as it does seem to shift at times, always compensating for something new.]
[Some things will be familiar to Tryse with a look around. She'll see the dagger given to Eggs when they arrive, with the basic hilt design in the center, but other configurations in half states around it.]
[There are charts that track the number of resources inside Egg House, from their food, to furniture, medical equipment, how many bottles of Tryse's concoctions and estimate of how many bottles are likely empty and an estimate of when to make more. What supplies are in the junk pile, and what's in the bunker, what he needs to finish up in rooms and what improvements he can make.]
[Displays with Egg names and the names of his friends and family.]
[Displays with words of caution.]
[And many more screens with various other prompting words like 'public' 'pr' 'community' 'cult' 'health' 'education,' and more besides.]
[A display with the Genius Built logo on it. Another with the Hamato symbol.]
[There other than moving text on the screen, there is a constant movement of a rolling chair.]
[In it, there is a young Donatello, looking around ten, with glasses taped to his head, in a grey hoody with rat ears, constantly kicking himself from one station, checking over something, maybe altering something, and then kicking himself to another to go over something else, and yet again.]
[And then there's the one warm light in this place, a young woman made of soft yellow light, sitting next to the Hamato monitor, kicking her feet in the air, watching as Donnie movies form place to place.]
Re: Before the Mindscape
Re: Before the Mindscape
[For a brief moment, Tryse will see a sea of robed figures, all with a crest Donnie has on a jacket. There is a choppiness to them, like an unstable connection, with figures in the forefront burning more distinctly. Orange, grey, and yellow are the same choppiness, but the blue, red, and greygold are far more distinct, and more familiar figures.]
[And if she's perceptive, she may just noticed the pink tentacles on the floor, kept under the feet of the crowd. Contained, at least.]
[There is a feeling of trust and love.]
[And then she's in the lab.]