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typewritingyip · 9 days ago

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The Arcturus Missions

Part Forty Nine - Unease and Exhaustion

Part Forty Eight

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Savannah, Georgia, a coastal city, was only separated from South Carolina by the Savannah River. The oldest city in the southern state of Georgia, it had a long and complicated history.

Established in 1733 on the banks of the Savannah River, it quickly became the capital for the British colonial province of Georgia, later the first state capital of Georgia.

Its history is far from clear and pretty, during the American Revolutionary War the British held the city from 1778 until July 1782. It was the sixth most populous city in the Confederacy during the American Civil War, it decided in December of 1864 they’d rather negotiate a peaceful surrender of the city than see its destruction.

Being a major southern port it had a waive variety of trade during the early years and leading up to the civil war, the old buildings and port area are now preserved.

The Battle of Savannah took place in the summer of 2008, it had ten thousand casualties, the projected growth in population for the next decade.

During that time, much of the historical districts of Savannah were damaged but not completely destroyed, protected by the MECHA pilots who defended the city. By the main pilots in the region and the assist.

Pilots 2450 and 2451, based in Florida and Georgia respectively, then Pilot 1124 to assist the newer pilots with the major infiltration. Five kaiju were spotted off shore with another two being located within the city. A total of seven for the battle as a whole.

The younger pilots with no major battle under their belts before hand, having only being piloting for a few months. Limited simulator work.

All three were returned to MECHA headquarters for repairs, further simulation work was recommended for 2450 and 2451, while 1124’s repairs were expedited.

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When Jazz had come running into the bathroom, after being gone for hardly a minute, he figured it was an emergency. But no, it was idiocy that dragged him away from his work.

Sideswipe had decided to remain in the greenhouse, just wanting some space and he couldn’t blame him, though he’d made a mad dash to tuck their homemade liquor out of reach. None of them had really gotten terribly drunk off of it since the first batch, but he still didn’t want Sides falling into bad habits but he could understand why his brother needed the space.

Hiding in the darkness was not exactly his ideal way of winding down after yesterday though, the only relief was knowing that Sideswipe was fine and Bluestreak was sat on Prowl’s bed.

Breakdown had woken up and apparently had gone back to sleep, his day yesterday had been more physically taxing so it was hard to blame him. He was snoring behind him and Jazz, who were sat on the edge of their space, feet hanging in the space.

Taking off the oxygen mask, Sunny sighs and flips up his visor, “You know, if any of us asked for the apartment to be emptied, it would have basically been a no.” Jazz chuckled and shrugged, “He’s spilling the secret, it’s not like there was anywhere else he could go. It’s not like us, Mr, I only sleep in my boxers.” Shrugging a bit, he was still frowning.

“So, how did Prowl find out about you then? You haven’t exactly been forthcoming with the story.” Shrugging too, Jazz sighs, “Depends on who you ask really,” Shaking his head a bit, Sunny huffs, “Well, I thought I was asking you.” Even in the dark he could sense Jazz’s wicked grin, “And that’s a story for me to know, and you to find out.” Shifting around, he lays back so only one leg was hanging off their table, the other bent at the knee with his foot flat on the floor.

Rolling his eyes, he sighs and looks to Blue, who is staring, fingers tapping rapidly on his knee. Motioning towards him, it was the que that he could speak. Blue was great about not interrupting humans when they were speaking, something about having more time to speak or some other nonsense. But when his face lights up, his heart melts just a bit.

Shifting on the bed, Blue leans forward to keep his voice relatively quiet, “So, Mirage is going to know?” Nodding a bit, Jazz rests his arm over his eyes, “Yep.” With a slow nod, Bluestreak sighs, “So now, it's a quarter of spec ops and Soundwave?” He didn’t even have to look at Jazz to know the man was grinning still, “Oh yeah, when Red Alert finds out it’s going to be crazy.” Then Bluestreak grinned just as wickedly.

Sighing, Sunny pushes off the ground and stands, “No, we are not going to torture Red Alert and make the man think he’s crazy.” Shaking his head, he hated being the voice of reason, “Anyone else, sure, but not Red. Red’s been nice.” Jazz and Bluestreak scoffed.

Rubbing the spot between his eyes, he could feel a headache coming on and it wasn’t from the paint fumes, “I can’t believe that I’m being the sensible one,” the door to the main room opened and closed. They all fell silent, staring at the door between them and the living room. Where Hound and Mirage were about to have a reality changing conversation.

Barley sparing a glance to Blue, he jumped and landed in the mechs hand with a practiced ease, strapping his oxygen mask back on while adjusting the microphone back inside it. Hopefully their conversation would be quick and painless, but if they needed to make a mad dash for their suits, he’d be ready. Pressing his covered ear to the door, same as Bluestreak, he adjusted his audio receiver carefully. Jazz joined them at the door, pressing his ear to it to listen in.

There really wasn’t anything like a private conversation in this apartment, everyone could either hear too well or could at least turn on a translator.

Staying quiet, the three of them tried to listen to the muffled conversation. He knew this would be awkward for Hound in several ways, if his instincts in this were right and Bluestreak had heard accurate gossip.

He’d met Hound literally the day his ex-wife was getting remarried. It was his and Side’s first major mission, the battle of Savannah. A beautiful city that Hound had said that Savanah reminded him of San Francisco before the attack in the 90’s, the three of them had never spoken before that day and now they were across the universe together.

That day was one that haunted his nightmares and stuck with him during waking hours, and he knew because of what he’d learned that day that this conversation with Mirage that Hound was having, wasn’t going to be a fun one. That man was wound so tight when it came to relationships, he’d sooner die for a friend than ever mention how he feels.

Then again, isn’t that what got him here in the first place?

Sunny glanced down towards Jazz, whose eyes were closed and was clearly trying to listen.

Sighing slowly, he closes his own eyes and tries to listen. Everything was pretty well muffled. The walls and doors were so thick they could be hollowed out and humans could just barely walk through them.

They waited, impatiently.

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Keeping his forehead against Mirage’s shoulder, he could almost pretend that there was no one else there. That it was just the two of them enjoying the quiet, a nervous hand resting on his back while his were suspended from resting on Mirage’s waist.

For a moment, he thought about remaining in that position, to ignore that voices were flooding into the living room as if his skin wasn’t alight with an uncomfortable buzzing and his palms weren’t sweating. As if one of the worst conversations of his life hadn’t just happened.

Well, to be fair it was barely in the top five, likely to be knocked back down when it wore off.

His mothers death would always rank first, then losing his father a close second, Sarah deciding on divorce came third, every moment of conversation during compatibility testing came fourth and now this. Just knocking his first human death count out of the running.

God, when they told him that he’d thrown up.

Suppressing a shudder, he pulled back and turned, scowling as everyone seemed to flood back out into the main space. Well, not everyone he guessed, just Jazz, Sunstreaker, and Bluestreak. It was still dark in the bedroom so it was likely the others were either still asleep or attempting to be.

Waving at him, Jazz was wearing a shit eating grin, “Hey Hound, welcome to the club. You going to come out of your suit?” Mirage blinked down at Sunny and Jazz, nodding rather quickly, murmuring, “Yep, knew this was going to happen, I’m fine. It’s fine.”

Shaking his head a bit, Hound chuckles, “Uh, not yet. Maybe once Sunny is done with everyone else’s suits and has the green set up.” Though Sunny was already waving him off.

”Don’t be like that, I can paint all our suits in an hour. Don’t use me as an excuse.” Bluestreak laughs, Sunny was the only one wearing a helmet with his translator on. The small speaker wasn’t terribly loud, but Hound still scowled, “I’m just going to stay in my suit, alright?” Being waved off did not feel great, but he was thankful when Sunny went back into the bathroom.

Mirage leaned forward and stared at the four empty suits inside, nodding, “Yeah, okay.” Jazz was grinning, “You’re not handling this nearly as well as the others have.” Of course he had to show off, he still didn’t have a fully functional translator, less you counted Prowl.

His head quickly whipped around to stare at Jazz, “What?” Nodding a bit, Jazz was quick to scramble up onto the couch as Hound eased onto it, sighing, “Well, Prowl had a moment but was fine, Smokescreen found out by accident and doesn’t care, Bluestreak was nearly killed by Sideswipe and sort of ignored the overall happenstance, then Soundwave…”

Blinking down at him, Mirage takes a slow breath, “Soundwave knows?” Nodding, Jazz shrugged, “Yeah, so you make five.” He pauses, “You tell anyone else about this and Prowl has a systematic plan to ensure you don’t share the secret.” Mirage looked to Hound, who honestly wished he could just disappear before nodding, “He’s telling the truth.” Rubbing his face he sighs.

Unable to help it he sank into the couch, now starting to feel the exhaustion of the day, as the remaining bits of anxiety lightly tugged at his mind. Mirage carefully joined him, frowning and fidgeting as Jazz settled on the coffee table.

Hound didn’t blame him, it was a lot to take in all at once, seeing the organics running around the space as if it were normal to see organics on Cybertron. Not only was the environment inhospitable for them, but so many Cybertronrian’s were xenophobic towards organics. Maybe from lack of experience or just ingrained bias, it just was.

Closing his eyes, he sighs and leans back, head resting against the back of the couch, it was a lot for one day.

He started to doze, sighing while Mirage and Jazz spoke quietly, for a brief second he thought about disconnecting but when Mirage’s hand covered his he couldn’t bring himself to.

Dreams and memories plagued him.

It had been only a few weeks that they’d been on Cybertron when they went off world for the first time, Jazz was for the moment showing them the ropes, having the most experience in their new environment. Hound stood just to the left of Jazz, Prowl to his right while the shuttle moved through space.

Not quite like the Odyssey, it was just a glorified missile they’d packed themselves into compared to this. Then again, this was a space faring species, humans could hardly call themselves that.

He was standing there, minding his business, when someone came up to Prowl with a scowl on their face, “Prowl, are we actually going back to the Archa system?” The mech sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of his nose, “Yes Brawn, we are going to the Archa system. Now is not the time to voice your complaints.” The other mech, Brawn huffed.

”I’ve told Prime that I don’t want to go to organic worlds anymore, all their organic-ness gets stuck in my gears.” Pausing, Hound shifted to look at Brawn, “What’s wrong with organic planets?” Brawn looked over and the look of pure disgust made Hound scowl.

The dense mech shifted, “Have you never stepped foot on an organic world?” Shrugging weakly, Jazz took his arm, “Not exactly.” Humming, Brawn nodded, “Then I’m sorry you’ll have to experience it today. It’s the most disgusting, dangerous, and dehumanizing experience.” Prowl growled out, “Brawn!”

Shurgging, Brawn shifted his weight, “If he hasn’t experienced it before, there has to be a fair warning! Look kid,” Hound tried not to grit his teeth, “Organic worlds are disgusting and their gunk is going to get everywhere you don’t want it to. Rust happens and you’ll want to see a medic before it spreads.” Trying to stay calm, he nods slowly.

Brawn took that as a sign to continue, “Then there's the organics themselves, whether the flora or fauna, especially the sentient fauna.” He shudders.

Hound’s chest tightened, “Sentient fauna?” Already nodding, Brawn huffed, “Yeah, the squishies.” His stomach turned, Prowl shifted forwards, “Brawn,” But Brawn was waving him off, “The squishies, organic sentient beings, are nothing but bags of somewhat thinking goo.” He shrugged.

Sharing a glance with Jazz, the. Prowl, Hound sighed and nodded, “Ah,” Brawn nodded, “Yeah, they have their own societies and things, sure, but they are just gunk bags. I mean, they eat other organic things. Excrete the organic things and this so-called cycle starts over again.” He shudders, sighing.

”Before the war, you’d have never seen me off world. I can appreciate the things they make and trade, but the less I have to deal with them, the better.” He nodded, as if what he said wasn’t offensive to not only humans but a large portion of the galaxy.

Humming, Hound nods a bit, scratching lightly at his implants, “I see…” Brawn frown a bit and shifted, ”So kid, what did you do before the war?” Brawn’s forced smile made his stomach curdle, glancing at Jazz he tried to hide his grin before looking back to Brawn, “Studied organic botany. I was a plant enthusiast.” Brawn stared before nodding stiffly, “I see.” Nodding a bit, Hound turned toward Jazz, “Anyways,” And the rest of their conversation faded in the dream.

He slowly came back to a rather uncomfortable position, head tilted back to an uncomfortable angle and his legs stiff tucked up against the couch. Groaning a bit, he shifts back up and stretches slightly.

Bluestreak and Mirage had moved to the other couch and were speaking quietly, while Jazz, Breakdown, and Sideswipe were sitting on the coffee table.

Blinking against the lightly, he pushes off the couch and tries not to limp to the bathroom. Thankfully, no one said anything, yet but of course the bathroom lights were even more blinding. He braced a hand on the wall as the door shut behind him.

Sunny glanced up, “Are you ready for me to paint your suit now?” Nodding a bit, he stepped over him and set about to sit the suit down. These things were huge and awkward, especially heavy so he set it down carefully before disconnecting. Groaning painfully as his implants squelched.

It was hard not to gag at the feeling.

Stepping away from the controls, he opened his cockpit but motioned Sunny back, “I’m gonna change first, get out of this damn suit for now.” Sunny nodded and turned back to Jazz’s plating, spraying it white. He stepped around the piloting seat and over to his makeshift rest area.

Keeping a spare pair of clothes over there was probably the best thing he could have done, for those long days, not unlike today, where he didn’t have the patience to wear his assistance suit out and about. The clothes were nothing special, just some slacks and an Arcturus branded NASA shirt.

They hadn’t exactly packed their entire wardrobes. He tried not to chuckle at the thought, as he grabbed up his water pouch and some purple dried fruit, it had slowly become a favorite of his. Stepping into the boots from his assistance suit though, he kept on the helmet, carried the gloves, and wore the boots back out.

Sunny was there, still wearing his helmet plus an oxygen mask, waiting as Hound climbed down and closed up his cockpit, “You doing okay?” Pausing, Hound pushed up the visor on his helmet, “Yeah, you?” Sunny gave a so-so hand gesture and they both grinned.

”Do you want any help here? I know you don’t need it.” Sunny shook his head, “No, thank you though. I’m enjoying the quiet.” Nodding slowly, Hound sighed, “Yeah, I get that.” Clapping Sunny on the shoulder, he walked out of the bathroom.

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Sideswipe was the one dozing now, leaning against their table while trying to eat something today. Breakdown had joined them before Hound had returned from putting his suit in the line to get repainted.

If yesterday hadn’t happened, he’d probably be on a shuttle towards his team right now. The two weeks of rest he’d been ordered to have were finally up and now he was having to wait on paint to dry, literally.

He was only glad to have the time so he could get his head right, to have a moment where he wasn’t relieving the moment.

The building was shaking.

Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly, sipping from his water pouch again. Grounding himself. Jazz carefully reached over and patted his leg, nodding a bit, he tried to smile, “I’m fine.” With another pat, Jazz turned back to his quiet conversation with BD.

Resting his head against the table, he took more slow and deep breaths, being careful. Trying to stay grounded.

The bathroom door behind him whooshed back open and then closed, the faint smell of paint drifted into the room, and honestly that grounded him near instantly. The faint sound of boots crossed the room and ascended the ladder to join them all, he glanced up as Hound walked over.

Hound looked exhausted, but they all did, honestly. He smiled a bit as Hound joined them at the table, sighing, “Alright, well, I’ll let Sunny know the finer details later but I know what all of our next assignments are if you’re able to hear them.” His heart nearly jumped to his throat but an eerily calm fell over him.

Shifting to face Hound, he raised his water pouch, “To the chaos then.” Breakdown chuckles and nods, “Let’s have it.” Nodding a bit, Hound sighed and sat forward, pausing for only a moment to take off his helmet and set it to the side, “We’re all splitting up this time, since the Prime is going to be joining the fight.” The words hung in the air for a moment.

Slowly nodding, Jazz gestured, “Alright, who's going where then?” Hound sighed and pointed to him, “Sideswipe, you're sticking with Elita-One and her unit. She and Ironhide will be splitting time for Joan sitting. Your unit is on their way back to Cybertron as we speak and your first shift will be tomorrow.” Nodding slowly, Sides looks at the table.

It was oddly exactly what he needed to hear, “Sounds great, though I guess that means getting massively hungover is off the table?” Hound cracked a smile, “Only if you think Elita would kill you for it.” He shrugged lightly and chuckled, Hound turned his attention next to Breakdown.

”BD, you're being moved from under Megatron’s command to Optimus’s.” He paused, “First reason being he likes you, finds conversation easy.” If he didn’t know any better, he’d have thought the old man was blushing, “The second being Knockout has requested your assistance, being so heavy-duty makes patient transfer easier and the medic is going to be assigned with Joan.” Breakdown slowly nodded, “Understood.”

Hound turned to Jazz, who was all smiles, “Jazz, you know you’ll be assigned with Prowl, but we’re going off world before the end of the week. Megatron has requested for most of Spec Ops to be off-world and together, since we’re not sure what the Quints are planning.” Jazz has a firm nod, “Wonderful, I’ll pack my swim trunks.” It almost brought a smile out of Hound.

His gaze turned back to him though, “Sideswipe, Sunstreaker is still going to be placed with Ironhide. It might be a minute before you two are stationed in the same region again. It might be a while or it might be tomorrow, depending on how protective the Lord Protector is going to be.” Now that got a chuckle out of all of them, Sideswipe grinning for the first time in now days.

“Yeah, alright. But we’re talking about the same Lord Protector, right?” Hound finally smiled, “Yeah, yeah. Well, Blue might have to be repositioned if that happens and I don’t think the poor mech will take that too kindly.” Sides rolled his eyes, sucking down some water so as to not say something unsavory.

It wasn’t that Bluestreak was a bad person, or even a bad boyfriend to his brother, but he was his brother's boyfriend, and a giant alien at that. Sure, he could understand the appeal to an extent, they spent most of their lives looking more like these things than themselves, but it was the moments like this that regrounded him in reality.

Hound glanced around at them all again, “What happened yesterday in Iacon, shouldn't happen again. But it might, so we’re going to be on the lookout for it. I was able to get a hard drive from the Quintesson ship yesterday that Soundwave and Prowl are looking at now, we’ll see what it says and the plan of action will go from there.” Houd finally sighed and took a drink from his own pouch, popping some of the dried fruit into his mouth.

That stuff rubbed Sides the wrong way, it was violet in color, felt like dried fruit, was supposed to be fruit by its chemical makeup but tasted far too much like cashews for his tastes.

Shifting on the table, he rests his arms on it and sighs, “Should we include the Cybertronians in the conversation?” Hound glanced over and shook his head lightly, “No, they’ll have a debrief tonight when we’re all asleep. That’s another thing, once our suits are cleared and we’re ready for tomorrow, we all need to eat, hydrate, and get some rest. I don’t know how long it’s going to be between tomorrow morning and the first mission, but I doubt it will be long. So make sure to pack any food and drinks you want into your suit, spare clothes, hygiene products, the works. Even if you think you’ll be stationed in Iacon, I don’t know when we’ll return to the apartment.”

His eyes lit up, just a fraction, “Does that mean we can bring some of the gin with us?” Hound paused, frowning, “I’d rather you didn’t, but I wouldn’t blame you if you did.” Him, Jazz, and Breakdown grinned.

The still would be empty by morning and pouches would be tucked under cots.

Sighing a bit, he nods, “So, we’ve been at one version of war for around a year, is this going to be any different?” He couldn’t help but ask, to wonder, and Jazz was already nodding, “This last year was so different from the last five I was here.” Jazz shifted a bit, shrugging.

”It’s always changing, evolving, but if any of what we think might happen, happens? It’s going to be a lot of yesterdays for a while.” Sighing and hitting his head on the table, Sideswipe groaned, that was not what he wanted to hear. But it was expected.

Shifting about a bit, Sideswipe finally leaned back on his hands, “And I thought the war on Earth was brutal.” Hound sighed, “No one died yesterday, everyone that lost housing has already been re-housed. It’s just a different kind of brutal Sideswipe.” Glancing at him, he could see the exhaustion that had left him napping on the couch tugging at his features.

Nodding a bit, he stared at the ceiling, “Yeah, I guess you're right.” He scratched at his chin lightly, “So, what exactly happened with you and Mirage then?” Purple dried fruit hit him squarely in the eye and he couldn’t help but laugh.

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A/N

So this isn’t technically going up on Friday, at least not for me. But I just finished the chapter 20 minutes after midnight, so, I tried. I don’t know what it is with the chapters just after big events but I struggle with the sometimes.

Though this one I literally didn’t start writing till today, so that is 100% on me. My bad. But there might be a delay to Tuesdays chapter as I have some Law School registration stuff I have to do this week.

We will see.

One more part of Part One of “The Arcturus Missions” Technically the end of Arcturus One which is crazy, but I’ll probably continue to table them 51 and so on.

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this part, I know Mirage and Hound don’t really interact but Mirage is dealing with some stuff and asking Blue for some advice.

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midnight1nk · 8 months ago

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PRESENTING:

THE OFFICIAL WOTFI 2024 BINGO CARD

Come one and all to Puzzle Park, where fun truly never ends...

[BOX EXPLANATIONS & EMPTY CARD UNDER CUT]

BOX EXPLANATIONS (+CREDITS)

Mario Ruins The Show — me, @sardix

No matter what Mr Puzzles does, Mario is the only character he can't control. The one who never obeys. The one who ruins the show. So, it wouldn't be the first time Mario would save the day.

Past Arcs Or Trauma — /sardix

it's bound to happen some time, right? :)

Karma

After what he did to Meggy, it makes sense that Mr. Puzzles will face the same demise. The fate that's popular within the fandom would be his death. But if he lives, he could turn into Leggy himself, his TV head with tiny footsies. Or just his head. Either way, he would end up harmless.

It also refers to Puzzles's defeat. He tried to destroy the crew multiple times, it's only natural that the SMG Crew will try to fight back.

Mr Puzzles having a grudge against SMG4 — /sardix

We already knew that Puzzles hates Four, jealous even. How did Four, a ridiculous YT shitposter, get more attention than him? His original ideas pushed aside for memes? To add salt in the wound, Puzzles's steaming service of 5 episodes only managed 4.5 stars at his highest while Four surpassed him with 5.5 stars within an hour. An hour. And then, Four had the nerve to destroy his perfect screen at the end of the Puzzlevision movie. Then, there's the Meme Factory arc. Four took his only friend away, it's only fair if Four gets what he deserves. Why don't we have some fun with it while we're at it? :)

Park Destroyed — @34saveme34

By the end of WOTFI, Puzzle Park gets destroyed similar to how the simulation lab crumbled by the end of Western Spaghetti, seeing that there are a lot of similarities between Wren and Puzzles with the whole wires thing going on.

It's Gotta Be Perfect — me, @time1srunout, and literally everyone

Interestingly, the show crew brings back moments/parallels from IGBP. After all, everything started at that arc. Perfection, the keyboard, the eyes, the goo, the Showgrounds, Puzzlevision. And of course, Four and Puzzles being Narrative Foils(TM). I mean, you gotta love it.

The reason why it's in its own box is because of how significant it is. And besides, many theories stem from this arc. For me, I'll be looking for eyes, Goop!Four, and absolute karma.

References, confirmed theories, motifs, flashbacks, it all counts.

Freak Show

Referring to the poster made by the SMG4 crew with Tari, SMG3, Boopkins, and Bob being labeled as freaks. Someone's gotta bring this into WOTFI somehow.

(Carnival-Themed) Rap — me, @porschas-palette

Just as a heist-themed WOTFI happened in 2023, an awesome carnival-themed rap will happen this year. And it will be a BANGER!

Puzzles' Backstory — me, @yullalightk

As much as Puzzles is an interesting character, we have yet to learn more about his past. We have already seen some in his Creative Control song and in the 'Mr Puzzles' Clubhouse' episode with his dad. There simply has to be more. The puzzle pieces of his past :) ...I'll see myself out

The Bell Tolls 🔔

For the past few weeks, Ben and Shadow have been trolling the SMG4 twitter with their ;) and the bell emoji.

Stop stop [*points at SMG4 twt*] they're already dead/ref

On one tweet, Ben posted a few lyrics of the song "For Whom the Bell Tolls", a 1984 song by Metallica that was apparently inspired by a book of the same name, which basically tells a scene in the story where 5 soldiers died in the Spanish Civil War. Exploring death in modern warfare. As for whom the bell tolls, it's all of us, being bounded together. It's all of them who the bell tolls for.

Any reference to the heavy metal song, signs of bells, or even death, it marks this box for sure. Sure, it may be trolling, but hey, anything's possible.

Not So Different

With Four and Puzzles being Narrative Foils(TM), I've been waiting for a scene of Puzzles telling Four:

"You and I, we aren't so different. You wished to make people happy. I'm simply doing the same..."

It also be in reverse with Four OR Three telling that to Mr Puzzles that they get where he's coming from but he doesn't have to go down this path. They know what it's like. Whether Puzzles accepts defeat/change, it'll be up to him.

(Ending) Twist — me, /porschas-palette

At the very end of WOTFI, Mr Puzzles finally came out in all this glory of a model, showing he also pulled the strings of WOTFI 2023. Aside from IGBP and Western Spaghetti, of course. It's likely to happen again. Old/new characters, foreshadowing, fake death. It all counts.

Merch

...I mean, it's pretty obvious, right? I'm gonna bet on a poster, shirt/hoodie, a keychain, and something related to the WOTFI ticket. 5 bucks, all in.

Star Rating System

This whole arc constantly comes back to the ratings. Mr Puzzles in the negatives in the "Lowest Point" episode, Mickey referring the single star as the power source in the Engine Room in "Mr Puzzles' Clubhouse". And no, we're not going to forget about the broken star Mr Puzzles had left at the end of Puzzlevision. With Mr Puzzles being THE power source, it has to come back.

Sacrifice — me, /sardix, /porschas-palette

"Character Death" and "Character Fake Death" were great suggestions. But then, when sardix stated "Mario saves the day doing something stupid/protects someone from dying", it made me realize something. That's right, each one of the Crew would do anything to protect the others. Even if it costs them their lives. But it's worth the risk if it means they're safe. Three technically did in the "Welcome to Puzzle Park" episode, trying to warn Four and Mario. I mentioned in my theories that someone will sacrifice themselves, so this might be it.

It could also mean in terms of the exchange of something else, not necessarily a life. It could be Meggy's physical condition, knowing that she was forced to become Leggy again. Based on all those screams, I think her body's not going to be the same. A loss of a limb or something. Or perhaps, after seeing what he's done, Mr Puzzles might admit defeat. The sacrifice of his dream for creative vision.

Tender Tunnel — me, Nicc

What other reason would there be to have the equivalent of the Tunnel of Love in Puzzle Park? Literally, why would they do that? They could've put anything else in there. Popping balloon stand, the horse racing game, any other ride. Why this? And not just that, they keep pointing the camera right at it as if they're like "hey, this is going to become relevant later, so remember it".

SMG4 Kids

This whole arc also revolved around the children. Karen's kids, Beeg4, Eggdog, JubJub. Like I said in my "The Unexpected Guests" theory, they could still be relevant here. Also, the whole Didney thing and their large kid audience and the carnival being fun for kids (and all ages ofc).

Puzzles Dies 💀 — Nicc

As much as some of us don't want it to happen, Mr Puzzles may die, similarly how Wren did. For how to defeat Puzzles, it seems like the Crew would have to destroy the power source that's currently controlling the park... aka Mr Puzzles

Meggy Confronts

By the near end of WOTFI, in the final showdown between the Crew and Puzzles, Meggy might be back to normal and might have a few words with him in regards to what happened to her. In song or pure dialogue, she might confront him about his wrongdoings.

Or perhaps, for the very first time, Leggy might defy him. The whole time, Leggy is like "Join the winning team, he was such a great boss". And what if something snapped in Leggy that made her say "no" to Puzzles? That, no, this is going too far. No, I can't let you do this.

"You Saved Me" 💫 💣 — me, /sardix

SMG4 x SMG3 shippers, we're all too familiar with this line. Ever since SMG3 redeemed himself, the two have constantly said this line, after one indeed does save the other. Actually, it kind of happens in every movie if you think about it. And it works just as well here.

SMG3 being in a horrible minigame trap might get saved by Four and Mario with Four pulling out of it,

Three: "You... saved me?" Four: "Why wouldn't I? You were literally in a trap, dude." Three, hitting the back of Four's head: "I... Augh, just forget it, baka."

OR in reverse, when Four thanks Three for trying to save him and Mario. They didn't exactly escape in time but Three really has grown to become a true friend.

This box also works as a "Four and Three moment that can be seen as romantic" box :)

Brand New Look

This could be new outfits, bringing back old ones (like Three's bunny ears or WOTFI '23 suits), a new Puzzle face, or a new look of the Puzzle Park.

Puzzles Tune

Puzzles' musical motif dubbed as "TV Time", the one we're all familiar with, could come back. Either in the background, as a new arrangement, or as part of the Rap(TM) instrumental. It did that for WOTFI 2023 to foreshadow his subtle involvement so I don't see why it couldn't happen.

Dynamic Change

After rewatching "SMG4 and SMG3 come up with an episode", I predicted that something would change in Four and Three's dynamic, for better or worse. (For better, hopefully). As I said, it could be Three's revelation. Sure, the episode is a silly one, it should not be taken so seriously. But it's also the same episode that "hinted" the idea of a carnival coming to the Showgrounds, so anything could happen at this point.

And it doesn't have to be between Four and Three, it could be anyone in WOTFI. Leggy and Puzzles, the Crew within, etc.

Leggy's Flag

As shown in the "Lowest Point" episode, Mr Puzzles kept Leggy's flag after all this time. It wouldn't be a surprise that it might be used for a turning point in the plot in some way. Maybe it could be used as evidence of Puzzles' humanity, or for Puzzles to realize the damage he has caused. That he lost himself. All for creative vision.

BLANK CARD

If you want to fill in your own card, I leave here a blank version for your use AND a marker png:

Also, feel free to post this on other platforms, the more the merrier. All I ask from you is to credit me.

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Have fun with it, bring in your moots or discord server! But as always, enjoy what WOTFI has to offer. "Love always wins", after all.

I would like to give a big thanks to everyone who has given me suggestions, great job honestly!

And feel free to share your cards after WOTFI either by tagging me or using #wotfi 2024 bingo, I would love to see them! I'll see you all on the other side, my dear fellows.

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