[Mr. Game & Watch]

The quiet meadows of Star Piece were peacefully being tussled about by the light breeze, the grass flailing in the air like it just don’t care. The meadow was truly one of the few places on Li that didn’t summon an instant gag reflex when within it, in fact some could say it would make for a great desktop background, gentle rolling hills and nothing but healthy green grass for miles. It also made for perfect ramps and jumps, in the mind of Captain Falcon anyways.

The chief of police stepped on the gas of the Blue Falcon whenever the craft was coming onto an inclining hill, ramping off like snowboarder and landing gracefully thanks to the Captain’s driving skills. Tails’ device seemed to tell them to keep heading north and Captain Falcon was not opposed to continuing their joy ride through the meadows. It wasn’t often that he got out to do these kinds of things, in fact he was certain he’d never ventured out to this section of Li before. It was truly an exciting sight that beat pushing pencils and writing reports any day of the week!

Meanwhile within the cabin of the F-Zero race car, Captain Falcon was gripped to the wheel, he couldn’t take his eyes off the road. It kind of seemed like he was acting like an antsy child jumping in his seat, though it was hard to determine if that was from the hectic movements of the craft and his constant daredevil stunts, or if it was just the Captain himself doing it. The likely answer was both. All the while Captain Falcon was singing along to some generic heavy metal band, bobbing his head, and replacing certain words with ‘Falcon.’ An example: “You got the Falcon! I got the PAUNCH!” Surely it was a pleasant trip for Tails, who would no doubt be camping in the back of the vehicle just like the rescue mission. There weren’t too many other places for him to sit otherwise, besides Captain Falcon’s lap, but that wouldn’t quite be a safe place to sit when he was in the zone and driving. One could easily get crushed by his body as he hectically twisted and moved about.

Remembering his guest, Captain Falcon twisted around and gave the fox a harsh pat/pet on the head like a pestering uncle. “YES, I’m so hyped ‘bout this trip. Thanks for inviting me Tails, you’re a real bro!” he announced then swiftly turned back to keep his eye on the road. “We shoulda grabbed Sheik and that scary alien thing, it would be just like old times! Where is Sheik anyways? He never accepts my invitations to the gym! Lt Surge could really hook him up! Lt Surge could hook you up! I’ll talk to him about getting you a month’s pass! So hyped! None of my friends are ever at the gym!”

[Coolshaymin]

Tails sat in the Blue Falcon, just happy that the car was nowhere near as cramped as the last time he was in it. He invited Falcon on this trip because he felt his muscle would be an excellent contrast to his brain and they both were fast, in fact, Falco's running speed seemed to nearly rival Sonic's. That was besides the point as the loud horrible taste in music was not giving the mutant fox anytime to think. It was Falcon's car though so he had no real right to tell him to play something different.

At least Tails's adventures stopped any chance of him ever getting motion sick, from the spinning, high speeds, loops, tricks and have at you. Falcon did seem super excited though as he seemed to bobbing up and down like an overexcited child. He felt at this point he should of probably stood on top of the car like Sonic usually did with the Tornado were it not such a reckless idea. The radar seemed to still be going north though and it was questionable how much further it could possibly be.

Then Tails was petted rather forcibly by the hyped up Race Car Driver. "It's no problem Falcon. You were the best choice we could of got quickly if we are going to get this AI Core before anything bad happens," Then Falcon was asking about Sheik. This was bad, Tails could not tell Sheik was actually Princess Zelda, he was not sure how he would take it... Though he would probably find out eventually. "Sheik is going through an... er... important change in his life at the moment. I am sure he will respond soon," Tails partially lied to reassure the Mach Speed Racer. "And thanks for the invitation but working out is not really my thing. Sorry."

[Mr. Game & Watch]

The speedy craft continued to slip and serve through the gentle fields, like a maniacal boat through rough waters. It all didn’t faze the driver considering that it was hardly the most chaotic way he freerode. Captain Falcon had a passenger after all, so he had to keep his safety in mind. As he bounded off another bank, the chief of police twisted his head around in order to better converse with Tails. It was all good, he knew where he was going. “My bro’s alright, right?” he responded in a rather worried manner, turning back to the road ahead of them as the path they were on became a bit wonky.

His face grew to a deadpan state. “I’ve been through many changes in the span of my life. My heart goes out to Sheik. I wish he would tell me what he’s going through because I would be more than happy to help him through whatever demons he might be fighting. Whether it be emotionally or physically. I’d give those demons one heck of a Falcon-” before he could delve further into his stoic speech, a red light began to flash on his radar. His eyes quickly darted to the mini-monitor and his mighty digit pointed to the area in which the activity arose.

“Ah ha! Excellent work, blinky dot! There’s an unknown force just up ahead, let’s give it a taste of my fist!” the man howled as he pressed on the gas. His excitement for combat nearly drew his attention off of his radar, but as he got closer to the dot, he began to notice it was not alone. A swarm of red dots began to cluster around the one that first appeared. Captain Falcon slowed down slightly and began to stroke his chin, deciding it was best not to jump into the horde of whatever was ahead. The event at Black Shadow’s hideout was still fresh in his memory, and while it was a glorious day of combat, it would be unwise to throw himself into another fray so soon, especially when the circumstances did not call for it.

The Blue Falcon took a hard right, just before the ridge of the valley that contained the unknown entity. It meant that neither the ones in the vehicles nor the beings up ahead knew of each other. Considering Captain Falcon’s more stealthy modifications to his craft, it was unlikely that the horde heard his race car coming either.

The chief swerved his vehicle around and parked it behind a rather hefty hill, keeping them out even more out of sight than before. The reading on Tails’ tracking device showed that his item of desire was within the crater that was populated with unknown beings. “Well, what now?”

[Coolshaymin]

As Captain Falcon went on more and more about Sheik, the idea of telling Falcon the truth became harder. He did not want to leave him in the dark that Sheik was Zelda... But he was going to find out eventually... right? Tails could not be sure but Falcon's speed did help him feel like it was old times... He kind of wished him and Sonic could adventure together again...

It seemed though that they were getting close to their location... But not before there was a bunch of more blips on the radar. Fortunately, the captain was smart enough to evade the oncoming threat. Tails grabbed the Smashdar and held it close to him. "We get a better view of the situation. Open the cockpit, we need to find a safe location to scope things out. We can plan a course of action from there," Tails answered as he waited for Falcon to lift the glass. He would then try to find somewhere safe to check out what exactly the other blips were.

[Mr. Game & Watch]

The man-child ceased his hijinks for the time being as the moment called for serious Chief of Police Captain Falcon. He very sternly rubbed his chin as he flexed his brain muscles in order to better bounce strategies with the fox boy. Laying low and scouting out the issue was definitely the best plan for the moment. The Captain grew a sly smirk and approved Tails’ plan with a thumbs up in unison with the glass hood of his vehicle springing open. The man zipped his lips, even going so far as to snap the zipper and toss it away.

The ecstatic individual proceeded to somersault out of the driver’s seat and firmly landed front first on the ground. Like the most solid of snakes, the Captain began to crawl through the grass and toward the craterous pit that was a mere couple yards ahead of their parked location. Luckily for the craft though, the hill it was parked behind was just barely tall enough to hide it from the perspective of the crater, in fact it was more than enough to hide it from Captain Falcon’s vantage point as well. The man peeked his triangular eyes over the edge of the canyon in order to see what his radar blips were in actuality.

What the duo would soon find skulking about the Star Piece Meadows was a familiar face, though not one that most would see as friendly, the Black Arms. It would appear that Black Doom’s troops had made camp in the valley, a variety of tunnels being excavated into the sides of the pit. Just by looking at the area, it was easy to tell that this was not a new setup, and in fact the aliens might have been stowed away here for quite some time. It would make sense given that the area is equally as far away from the Life Sphere as it was the Essence Extraction Point.

The site itself only gave away Black Doom’s perversions due to a couple factors, the first being the clusters of Black Fruit that were scattered among the abode, the second being some gigantic machine at the center point of it all. The device was a bizarre bit of tech, but anyone familiar with the starfish’s previous work could definitely identify it as his handiwork just by the look of it. It was like some sort of twisted mismatch of technology and organic substance, a purply maroon tint to the entirety of it. Design wise, it was pretty much a giant glob of a brick, only slightly taller and wider than the biggest that his army had to offer, the Black Oaks. That comparison could only really be made based on the fact that the beasts were stepping into the machine in a single file fashion. It was almost like a magic show, one hulking monster steps into the contraption, then the doors close and once they reopen they’re gone. Another notable thing about the setup was the bizarre machine was linked via veiny cable to some sort of terminal that stuck out a bit more from the other tech. It was much straighter forward in design, which meant that Doom either wasn’t feeling the organic goopy stuff when designing this thing or it was someone else’s tech.

Unfortunately for the duo the AI core wasn’t flat out in the open and the readings that Tails’ device was getting would not be incredibly helpful from this point forward. Horizontally, they were close, but vertically was another story entirely. Without knowing the layout of the aliens’ tunnels, the two wouldn’t exactly know how deep they went down and on what level the device would be on.

[Coolshaymin]

The two tailed fox jumped out when Falcon gave him the opportunity and rolled across the ground. He uncurled onto the ground a distance from the Blue Falcon and at a hiding spot from the circle of enemies... At least, assumed enemies... And given who he recogonized the owner of this base as... He doubted he was good considering his last encounter with the Black Arms.

There was his soldiers and the usual veiny tendencies... But there was also a strange bit of tech that he immediately recogonized. It was the typical tech he used for those transport cables. It was always an uncomfortable situation going through those icky things. The odd thing was the machine it was connected to. Tails did not recogonize it at all from the attack the Black Arms had on his planet. Granted his main concern during the war was more tied around Eggman and his amusement park... And that time he tried to take down the president... Strangely the war against the Black Arms was kind of a blur and Tails could not remember the events exactly except for a few parts...

Tails looked down at the Smashdar and kind of realized it may be no help. He reached into his pouch and took out his Miles Electric and got up a mapping program. It was only really useful for mapping as he went along so it would not exactly help much. It would make getting back a bit easier though. He typed some things to update the program based on the Smashdar before putting it away in his pouch.

"Okay, Falcon, we need a way in. Can you see an opening we can use?" Tails requested of Captain Falcon since it looked like they had to sneak in. He doubted they could handle all the Black Arms on their own. Tails was not really that experienced in this whole stealth thing to do it this much...

[Mr. Game & Watch]

The police chief scrunched his face as he observed the Black Aliens doing whatever it was they were doing. It was a curious sight, enough to make the man rub his chin in curiosity. The most he knew of their species was what he read through reports, knowing them mostly for being a strange defector from both the Life Sphere and the Infected. Kind of like the Order of Despair, but not quite in the same category. He was unsure if they would be an obstacle in their mission considering that they helped them against the infected before, though only did so in order to prevent Mr. Game & Watch from being captured by Black Shadow. Even then, Black Doom attempted to take the flat creature himself. Tails suggested that they should try infiltrating anyway.

Captain Falcon peered down into the pit once more in order to scoop out any potential areas where they could sneak their way in. The most notable entrances were the giant anthill-like holes burrowed into the sides of the gorge, but otherwise the chief couldn’t quite spot anything more notable than that. While he was searching around though, the number of visible Black Arms soldiers were diminishing by the second. More and more of the creatures stepped inside the strange transportation machine, to the point that there were only tens of the Black Oaks left to even slightly threaten the duo.

“I only see those big holes. Otherwise, I think our only other option is to dig our own way in” the man assessed, a bit unsure as to how they would dig their way into the base based on their skills. The stunt driver’s shoulder’s slouched as he soon realised where the plan of action was heading. “Aw man, this is gonna be another stealth mission isn’t it? he stated sadly as he rubbed his fist, almost as though he was disappointed that he might not get to punch anything. “I hate stealth missions…”

As the two discussed a plan of action though, a starfish shaped figured descended behind them from the sky above. Doom’s singular eye blinked once or twice as it identified the duo that appeared to be spying on his operation, though he made no quick movements to anything about them just yet. “That should be of no concern to you anymore, your presence is already known. Of what purpose do you have spying on my operation?” the invertebrate questioned with its monotone voice.

[Coolshaymin]

Tails nodded to Falcon at his observation of the area. Miles was looking over the area too but did not see anything else. He was not really sure how to react to Falcon not wanting to stealth. On one hand, Tails was not entirely sure he wanted to stealth either. Might be part of Sonic's recklessness getting to him. Still, they were outnumbered and... already spotted.

Tails spun around at the flying starfish's familiar voice and looked at Doom's Eye. Great, they were already discovered and have not even gotten in yet. There was no point in trying to shake it off... and Tails was not really the type that was good at withholding info. "We were looking for an AI Core that A.I.M. lost. There is a major bug in his system and we need that core to fix him. We tracked it to your base. What are you doing with that core anyway?" Tails explained and questioned.

[Mr. Game & Watch]

Captain Falcon rolled onto his back as he heard the voice creep in from behind them, mostly for the sake of facing the floating eyeball, but also it meant he was in a good position to leap at the creature and give it a taste of roasted falcon if things were to go south. As previously stated though, Doom was quite the wild card when it came to the world of Li, so he might not have the worst of intentions just yet. If he wanted the two of them dead he would’ve sicced his minions on them by now, in fact he probably would’ve skipped the whole greeting in general. The Black Oaks were still wandering into the device as though nothing happened, so he didn’t seem all that threatened by their presence. It was peculiar, but the police chief kept himself composed.

The worst part about Tails presenting the information to Black Doom was that his current form wasn’t exactly easy to read, so it was nearly impossible to tell what his reaction to the info dump was. Then again, his main form wasn’t much more capable of expressions either, so it really made no difference. “The bounty hunter’s toy?” the starfish murmured as though it was attempting to recall who A.I.M. was.

“Bahaha. You are in no position to be asking questions of me, vermin. The bounty hunter’s pet’s survival is of no concern to me, but this whole area is on the verge of self-destruction, so it might be amusing to watch the two of you stumble around my catacombs to find that bauble. I can’t recall if I trashed that device or not. The raid on Samus’s laboratory gifted us a plethora of advances, but there was more than enough garbage to fill an entire sector of my colony. By now, I’d say you have merely ten minutes before this place becomes an even greater crater than it is currently. Who knows, the infected hordes encroaching on my territory might get to you first. It shall be interesting to see how you two will die, it won’t be by my soldiers’ hands though. Enjoy your scavenger hunt” the floating starfish exposited, finishing with yet another mirthful laugh at the death trap that he had accidentally concocted.

Captain Falcon’s eyes exploded with excitement. Sure, the whole idea was nearly a death sentence, basically boiling down to saving A.I.M. or living to see another day, but this was the sort of thing that the police chief lived for. Black Shadow creating clones of him to race, saving babies from being mowed down by trains, it was the kind of thing that got the thrill seeker’s blood pumping. He zoomed directly past the star shaped figure, confusing Black Doom for a second considering that it was the opposite of where they needed to go.

The race car driver came back at an enormously accelerated rate since he was once again piloting the Blue Falcon. His windshield bashed against Black Doom’s messenger body, bopping him quite a distance away from where the duo were situated, though screeched to a halt in front of Tails. The hood popped open. “Psh, the Blue Falcon could do two laps around this place before the two minute mark, no matter how big this place is. Plan! Split up, we’ll cover more ground. I’ll take the north tunnel there, you take the nearest one. Radio me if you found it, I’ll radio you if I see it. Either way, I’ll triangulate onto your location and get us out of here! Woooo!” the captain explained before ramping off the edge of the crater and touching down on the other end of the pit, the blue lights of his vehicle very quickly fading away into the shadow of the tunnels.

[Coolshaymin]

Tails didn't really think he would actually get an answer from Black Doom... However he surprisingly gave away that he raided Samus's lab... Which brings to question how he was able to manage such a feat. He would expect feats like that to draw a lot of attention... So how did he do it without doing that?

There was no time to think about that however as he revealed that his base was going to explode. Looks like they were right to get this job done as fast as possible. It would be disastorous if it was lost in the explosion. Not only that though but a horde of infected was incoming as well... It seemed Doomsday was heavily underestimating Tails though. Him and Sonic rushed through entire zones much faster than 10 minutes. Though he was not as fast as Sonic, this threat was not as big as some of the things in the past.

Tails went to quickly push himself up and retort but he was distracted as Falcon ran in the wrong direction... Why was he heading towards the Blue-"Woah!" Tails was surprised as Falcon quickly came back in the Blue Falcon and punted Black Doom away. That was an enjoyable sight after all him and his Black Arms have done. Falcon's plan was pretty solid too and seemed the best way to go about this.

"Yes, sir!" Tails replied with a salute before following orders. He broke into a dash and jumped into the nearest tunnel as per Falcon's plan. As he made this dash, he quickly attached the Miles Electric to his gadget satchel before he would leap in. It was best to keep it as quick access as possible as he dived into the base.

[Mr. Game & Watch]

Jul 4, 2015 16:20:19 GMT -8 Mr. Game & Watch said:

“This unit was occupied calming the riots after the Game & Watch Statue incident. The thieves barely left a trace. No entry point, no exit point. They made off with the core and a few other classified projects. Unit Miles Prower, do not inform unit Ivo Robotnik of the classified projects.”

The purple starfish was airborne for quite a bit of time, in fact he nearly cleared the entire chasm after being volleyed by the Police Chief’s state of the art vehicle. Though, his ride through the air was eventually met an end when he ‘face planted’ against the incline of the opposite end of the crater. Doom’s Eye soon regained his bearings and was levitating in no time flat, in fact it was more than enough time for creature’s eye to watch the fox enter into his maze of tunnels. He squinted briefly and looked back to his diminishing army of husky aliens. There weren’t more than five still around, though by the looks of it they weren’t waiting in line anymore.

Two of the hulking brutes rushed over to the terminal that was set up and smashed it until it was no longer in a condition that would allow either of the intruders to access it within their time parameter. The other three weren’t doing anything in particular, but Black Doom’s more mobile body quickly came to their side. “Chaos control” the creature muttered. In the next instance, the four beings blinked out of existence, warping to some other unknown location.

As for the duo of Black Oaks that obliterated their own machine, they merely stood guard for the broken bits of machinery, side by side like statues.

The movements on the surface world would soon be of no matter to Tails as he entered the nearest tunnel into the catacombs of Black Doom’s lair. At first, it was nothing outside of what someone would expect a hole in the ground, the walls, floor, and ceiling were nothing more than compact layers of dirt, though everything would become a lot less visible for the surface dwelling mammal. Given that the lands of Li were never all that bright to begin with, entering the lightless tunnels would fair him no better. It would seem that Black Doom’s minions were well equip for low light settings because the tunnels offered no light for those incapable of it.

The crafty little fox would probably have some sort of device that radiated light on him, so it would be wise for him to pull it out right about now, otherwise he’d be stumbling in the dark for quite some time. As Tails would light up the cavern, the area would seem a bit more akin to Doom’s previous bases. The smell of it would be the first sense it would strike though. The stink of the place would be somewhat like fermented raw meat, which was funny because walls looked the same. It was peculiarly fleshy, like his walls were constructed from his fallen foot soldiers, unlikely as it seemed considering that was all smoothly connected, unlike a collect of corpses would be.

The rest of the scenery was… more or less revolting depending on what one’s opinion was on the big purple veins strung about. Unless Tails had some kind of high powered light source, the room he found himself in was shrouded in darkness, and didn’t quite give him a good vantage point to see the fullness of the room. There were a couple of the purple transport veins randomly placed around the room, leading to who knows where. Other than that, there was something reflecting his light source in the distance, which meant it was either metallic or perhaps a mirror randomly being stored here.

“PZFT# This is the Falcon! You there Foxtrot?! I picked up a radio signal and I’m preeeetty sure it’s yours. Then again, this creep might have some kind of wicked walkie talkie collection I don’t know about and I'm talking to nobody.”

[Coolshaymin]

Tails began to notice at the bottom of his fall it was steadily getting darker. He suddenly remembered A.I.M. did mention something about stolen tech... He was not sure how he forgot about that considering it was not that long since he left the Life Sphere. Regardless, now was the time to focus on his task as he brought out the Miles Electric. The fairly large screen on the device did not do know much to shine a light in this dark cave.

Tails got out his Tornado MK IV portable form until it expanded into the mobile suit. It still did not make him as large as most but it did it's job at giving him power and durability. He jumped into the cockpit as it closed to give everything an orangish tint. He attached the Miles Electric to the inside of his mech suit before turning on the lights on the mech's body. It was good to have that extra source of light attached to vehicles and mechs.

He started moving forward to search when the Miles Electric's screen changed and Falcon's voice sounded... He must of forgot to turn off the wireless communication system... Oh well, it did not exactly matter anymore. "Don't worry, Falcon. Foxtrot here," Tails replied, deciding to play along with Falcon's codenames... Even if it was a really odd choice of codename. "You pick up on anything yet? Over," Tails asked as he twisted the mech's body a little to get a good look at the surroundings.

[Mr. Game & Watch]

The static of Captain Falcon’s communicator hummed for a bit, even after Tails had already asked about his status. It was a brief mode of silence though. “A looooot o’ tunnels, that’s for sure. That Black Plague guy definitely wasn’t lying, he’s got a lot of nooks and crannies to hide stuff. Not to mention that the tunnels aren’t labelled either. I’m gonna keep looking for something that screams ‘giant alien trash can’ because ol’ big eye said something about junking the core. Oh, and some blippity dots are starting to show up on my radar. Looks like the boys from up north are looking to tango, and while I got some good moves I dunno if I can handle that many dance partners. They ain’t too close, just a heads up that Doomy wasn’t bluffing. Guess the infected don’t like him too much either. Anyways, keep the search going, Twintails.”

Given the weak amount of lighting that Tails was giving off there wasn’t a lot explicitly jumping out at him, which was either a good or bad thing in this rather alien environment. The ground underneath him was making a peculiar sloshing noise, as though he was trudging through mud, but the ground itself wasn’t quite like the messy substance. The floor itself was quite squishy and unstable, which would be an odd sensation on the foot, and even slightly unbalancing to the Mech he was riding in.

The robotic shell around the fox would still be capable of moving forward though, and its adventures would lead it past the transportation tubes dangling around and more so toward a small collection of less alien-looking technology. It appeared to be near a workbench of some sort (that could only be assumed since it was a glob of the same substance that made up the room, only it made for some sort of makeshift table). There were some recognizable bits, orange pieces of armour, robotic parts, and other various scrap that couldn’t be identified without a closer examination. It was clear that something had been built here, with it being so close to the entrance it was an easy assumption to make that whatever the machine outside was might have been made in the general area. From a glancing perspective, the core didn’t seem to be here, but further inspection might prove otherwise or perhaps lead to clues that might point the fox boy in the right direction.

(Probably won’t be in your Participated tab, so if you don’t mind Coolshaymin)

[Coolshaymin]

Tails trudged through the alien gunk as he listened to Captain Falcon's message. The fox could tell this place was like a labrynth but that is not what worried him. He already knew that after all from looking at the place and the core could be anywhere. Fortunately, he did have the news that there was a horde approaching like Doom said. That was definitely worth worrying about. "Got it Falcon, I will keep an eye out, over," Tails answered.

Further ahead seemed to be spare parts, some definitely from a certain chozo girl. There were some parts lying on the workbench and Tails doubted it was there. After all, Black Doom did not speak highly of the object to his memory. Still, there could be a clue if the boy checked out what was left behind. With this in mind, Tails walked over to the Workbench to investigate it's contents. While he had little hope it was here, he did figure there might be some clue.

[Mr. Game & Watch]

The work bench that Tails decided to investigate didn’t have a lot to offer, but there was enough bits and piece lying around to get a general assumption of what was going on. There were still tools scattered about, some looking very basic and familiar like wrenches and screw drivers. Some were a bit more alien, undoubtedly instruments of Black Doom’s creation, or rather inventions from past races he’d conquered. Either way, most of the scrap had made its way to the floor rather than being left on the bench itself, but there was one other thing there. The shell of a device from Samus’s workshop. Unfortunately, it wasn’t quite identifiable and no doubt only its creator knew what its true purpose was, but one thing was for certain, it wasn’t the core.

If Tails was searching carefully though, he would pick up on the other half of the device’s shell nearly teetering off the other side of the table. On further investigation, the floor underneath that end of the table had the most amount of robo-bits lying around, all around a dark bubbly circle on the ground that was reminiscent of the entrances of the transport veins that were strung about. This one didn’t quite have a visible transport vein though, meaning that it probably led somewhere underground. It wouldn’t quite take a detective to deduct that it might be some sort of garbage chute considering the clutter that was lazily tossed around it.

“Still nothing but tumbleweeds for me, bro. This place is emptier than Black Shadow’s soul! I mean, I guess it sorta makes sense, if dude was going to blow the place up he probably took everything he needed with him! Don’t sweat it though! Looks like we burned two minutes from when we started, but that just means we’ll look cooler when we dash out of here with the explosion behind our backs! I got ‘cha on my radar, so I’ll sweep yah up when we find this thing! Over!”