#kata's chatter

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Thinking about the idea that warframes go brrrr in their sleep bc it helps them recharge/heal and how if it works on themselves, unless they all have ridiculously specific and unique purr frequencies then that means it also helps other frames do the same

So if left in a pile, warframes will heal/recharge faster or will just wake up feeling more well-rested

And how no one creating them would have ever intended this and Yet. Get fucked, you designed war machines and accidentally built them for love

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Arcanist: has a library

Arcanist: creates a breed of paper-eating dragons

Breed of paper-eating dragons: start paper-eating

Arcanist:

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I'm not gonna go digging for Where but i remember Murderbot saying at some point that even amongst SecUnits it counts as weird, and I wanna learn the extent of that via Three so fuckin bad

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Jack and most of the other older newsies can do that horribly sharp kinda whistle that you feel like can be heard from a continent away. It's very specifically a You Need To Pay Attention To Me Right The Fuck Now signal for emergencies

Davey doesn't come into the group knowing it but it only takes like two days before Race teaches him. Davey's opinion is that it's unnecessarily loud and attracts attention and he Does Not Want To Use It, but over time he does manage to develop the same pavlovian flight-or-fight response to it as the other newsies bc it's a sound only ever used when Shit Goes Wrong and getting out quietly isn't even an option anymore

Les begs for someone to teach him and all attempts fail miserably. Like, some of the other younger kids can whistle, either normally or this Horrible Sharp One, but Les specifically cannot whistle for shit. He thinks this is terribly unfair and others don't, bc someone so small should not be able to make noises so big, ideally

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“So this is Jake's fault, right?” Randy asked.

Danny made a noise of agreement as they continued running down the hallway, red flashing against their eyes and alarms ringing through the air.

And okay, it wasn't really Jake's fault they were being chased by a killer robot after breaking out of some holding cells.

Ever since Jake had turned 16, he'd been getting more duties outside of New York, really stepping up into his role as the American Dragon. NYC was still his home, his main area of protection, and the main capital of the magical community; he wasn't leaving anytime soon.

But occasionally a smaller community would reach out, asking for help with bigger problems they couldn't handle and he couldn't answer over the phone or e-mail. So Jake began traveling (through mundane or magical means), and solving the problems in person.

And occasionally dragging his out-of-town friends along with him.

Which is how the four of them ended up here: in an off-the-books government facility in Horrible, Arkansas, and made up of the same branch as the GIW.

(Danny had groaned out loud in his and Rand's cell, thunking his head against the bars when he heard that.

The agent that was interrogating them gave him a weird look.

“He's from Amity Park.” Randy said solemnly, patting Danny’s shoulder.

The agent went white so fast Randy honestly thought he was about to pass out before fleeing the room.

“Wow,” Randy said, “Y'all's city really is a curse.”)

The four of them had literally stumbled onto the grounds, got searched and had most of their stuff taken away, and thrown into holding cells where agents would periodically come to interrogate them on how they found the place and who else knows about it.

Danny had phased them through the back wall as soon as they were left alone, and accidently ran directly into a wall of weapons that fell on top of them both. Randy only got a sore shoulder, but something zapped Danny and he hadn't been able to transform since.

Which was when the alarms went off.

And when they discovered that the facility used killer robots as security and were all too happy to shoot a couple of teenagers.

Now they were running for their lives trying to find their stuff and their friends without getting shot by the robots or the agents.

They skidded around another corner, and Danny grabbed open the nearest door, throwing it open to check for their stuff.

Instead they were met with two startled agents in the middle of grabbing their weapons.

Randy didn't waste the chance and spun around Danny, landing a kick in the first man's diaphragm and then bringing his knee up just as the man bent over to gasp for air.

(The ninja suit let him be faster, stronger, more bouncy, and protected him from hard hits. The lessons and training of 800 years worth of ninjas were pressed into the fabric enabling him to fight when he had never done it before. He still had training though. He spent hours in the Nomicon practicing the moves and katas his brain knew but his body didn't. Following the footsteps and marks the Nomicon drew out around him, mirroring the poses the illustrated samurai and dragons went though. And lately, following along next to the First Ninja as he performed the moves next to him, occasionally fixing his posture, as Plop Plop chattered nearby.

Being the Ninja wasn't all cool flips and awesome weapons. Even without the mask, Randy was still a ninja.)

Danny took the chance to leap onto the other agent's back trying to get his weapon, throwing the man off balance right as he tried to shoot Randy.

The shot went wide and hit the wall, leaving a faint scorch mark on the white plaster. Randy dived under the shot, rolling forward right past the agent. He kicked his leg out, catching him in the back of the knee, right as Danny yanked the weapon out of his grasp and leapt off the agent's back. Between the teenager using him as a springboard and his leg giving out on him, the agent hit the floor hard. Danny didn't give him the chance to get his bearings and swung the weapon, clocking him over the head.

He swayed for a minute before hitting the ground. He wasn't unconscious but he wasn't getting off the floor anytime soon.

Randy and Danny high-fived before fleeing back out the door.

“Randy, that was awesome!” Danny exclaimed as they checked the other doors for their stuff. “I didn't know you could do that!”

“I know, I know, I'm the Bruce McCheese. Hold your applause,” Randy bragged as he opened the last door in the hallway to reveal yet another supply closet. Running past Danny, he punched him in the shoulder, “I'm still a ninja without the mask Casper.”

“What was that? I couldn't hear you over your ego getting in the way!” Danny laughed as he turned the corner, only to catch a metal leg in his stomach. His back hit the wall and his stolen weapon went flying away from him.

“DANNY!” Randy screeched, knowing he wouldn't get there in time as the security bot charged up to fire.

His feet and hands moved before he could think about it.

‘Separate - Gather - Free’

Randy could feel the energy pool through him, starting with his feet (“Your stance grounds you,” First Ninja said, “It centers you. It's the most important part of using the spells.") and surging upwards through his body in a way he's never felt while in the suit. Randy could feel the air thicken in his palms and he thrust out his hands just as the energy hit his palms and the top of his head.

“Ninja AIR-FIST!”

He could see the ninja magic hit the security robot and smash it into the wall. All the energy that had surged through him faded out, leaving Randy feeling like he just played Grave Puncher for two days straight.

He swayed for a moment, exhaustion hitting him like a brick, before he stumbled over to a gob-smacked Danny.

“Since when could you do that?” Danny asked as he scrambled to his feet.

Randy braced himself against the wall, “Uhhhhhhhhh……now I guess?”

Danny looked at the dented wall, then back at Randy. “Can you do it again?”

“Nngh….think I'll pass out if I did.”

“Alright, last resort then. And I still can't go ghost.”

Randy groaned. “Man we are shoobed.”

“We just need to find the others…..and our stuff.” Danny crouched down in front of Randy. “Alright hop on. You look like you're about to pass out now.”

“Pretty sure it'd just slow us down.” Randy said, even as he wrapped his arms around Danny's neck.

“Dude it's like I'm holding a couple of grapes. What are you, 80 pounds soaking wet?”

“Screw you too.” He dug his heel into Danny's thigh, “Giddee up. I think I hear the others breaking things up ahead.”

Jake and Adrien were indeed in the next hallway over, both transformed and absolutely wrecking anything they came across.

“Hey guys!” Chat grinned at them, impaling the last security bot with his staff. “We were looking for you!”

“Yo Ribbons! What happened to you?” Jake flew over to hand them their backpacks.

“Turns out Mister Ninja over here can use his ninja magic out of the mask.”

Jake blinked at them, “You can do that?”

“Apparently,” Randy said as he slid off Danny's back, “if I want to feel like I went ten rounds with a hoard of robo-apes.”

“Oof.” Jake shook his backpack at them as Randy pulled on his mask. “Well we found the main computer room, stole a bunch of hard drives that I'm going to give to Spud and Tucker, and Chat broke like, everything in there with a Cataclysm so no need to worry about cameras.”

“And we found out what they are called.” Adrien chimed in, “Beings Under Government Surveillance. They had a sign.”

“Bugs?”

“B.U.G.S.!”

“No wonder the GIW are such pests!” Danny and Adrien said together, high fiving. Randy snickered at the pun.

“Yeah, you're all comedians, can we go? The missing fairies are running loose and I've got to figure out if they need to move, or if they'd be fine with some more magic barriers around their town.”

“And I really gotta talk to the Nomicon. It's wack they didn't warn me about this.”

~~~~

Later in the Nomicon:

First Ninja stared at him in disbelief, “You did what.”

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An important part of Duviri Prep is making sure that all my warframe builds are clearly labelled :)

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You are Not getting a cop-out option. They're friends, they're not fighting, but I must hear the word of the people

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hey DE can we get a Hug Teshin button with the Kullervo's Knife Kollection update?

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I don't think being able to summon your frame in Duviri is a bad mechanic, I don't think the game would be better without it, but i also don't really understand? What the intended use is?

I've not tried Steel Path yet but at least in regular Duviri there is nothing you can't kill by just spamming E at it or doing trick shots even before you start piling up Decrees. The only exception is The Rude Lady On The Horse but there's not a whole lot i can imagine 10 seconds of warframe access doing for you in that fight

The main uses i've discovered for warframes in Duviri so far are:

Can We Make Fleet Footed Even Stupider (Yes)

How overkill can i get about fighting three skeletons wearing gym shorts? (very)

Oh that place is hard to get to without bullet jumping, hold on

Summon Emotional Support OC

And i don't think any of these were the Intended Usage

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i LOVE that the UFO (Unidentified Fucking Oopsie) is slamming the breaks and doing a 90° illegal right in the fuckin sky

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Ma'am please

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Collection of my favourite tags from the official teaser posts

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I'm so normal about the UI design for Duviri (no I'm not. holy shit am i not)

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The reason maintenance is taking this long is bc staff are desperately trying to teach a bunch of old ass aliens how to parallel park their spaceship

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To me the energy of this matches that of the "it's behind me, isn't it" trope and I can't stop laughing at it