(DUN DUN DUNNNN HERE WE GO)

(DUN DUN DUNNNN HERE WE GO)

*After what seemed like hours through the fog. The sound of rumbles followed by a very heavy door? Gate? Just something moving with creaks and groans of metal. The Large Saw tugs the group inside and the slam of the entrance closing startles them. The saw let's go of the tv's hand as he calls out to someone. Then, the sound of heavy boots against a concrete floor can be heard with some shuffling of movement going silent in an instant.*

*The Large Saw then slowly turns and faces the group, shifting a little so he stands up straight with a stiff posture before finally speaking*

["You can open your eyes and speak now. There's no need to have your sense of sight sound taken away any longer for you are safe. Safe in a place that remains untouched by the enemy we all face in this war. . And because of this I welcome you to the sacred and secret base we reside known as the stronghold of the saws "]

Monitors’ screens flicker back on as his visuals are turned back on, glancing around the hidden base before checking on the other two larges as they turn their visuals back on along with readjusting their auditory receptors. Woofer rumbles tiredly as he checks on the shrunken Titans which he’s greeted by Film’s bright blue lens looking up and around the new location, DJ rumbles confused as he wiggles around in the carrier. Film baps DJ and pulls him into a hug, chirping confused before softly asking why they move locations. Monitors hands Cinema over to Crew who looks panicked holding the shrunken TV Titan in his arms as he is still in deep recharge which Crew sighs softly in understanding. “Thank you for bringing us here, We weren’t exactly sure how long we would have stayed in the previous location. I’ll have to eventually get in contact with the Science Division with our Alliance to see if any progress has been made or that everyone has relocated to the new base.” 

(Muahah such a shame, if only it was a forest. It may seen that way but noooo, they are indeed being watched by their every move. The others may not be able to see, but the Sawmen can see everything)

[We're keeping a close eye on them, We promise that]

(OOC: *SCREAMING OF THE DAMNED* Stupid Project that I put off to the last minute taking forever to do)

"I wanted to give those who are wondering, who is 'They'? This is Mini Speaker, They have kept their original name but prefers being called Mini or Galaxy. This was before we gave them cybernetics, I'll see if they're fine with me showing their cybernetics addtions as well as few 'skills' of theirs"

@cosmica-galaxy (Here's my Human!)

*ChaosAnon watches the group venture into the forest*

“Shrouded by fog? A good way to stay safe. But a bad way to stay alert. This is a good chance to try an attack for them.”

*Chaos snickers to themself and creeps into the forest behind the group, holding onto something in their jacket*

[Dear ChaosAnon] [Welcome to the Deep Frost, the coldness greets you with open arms to get lost within it's frozen mist] [Do not underestimate the coldness, we got eyes on you]

*The Large Sawman gave a nod. He then looked behind him, making a low rumble that seemed to echo into silence. . . Only for a few more rumbles to respond back followed by a pair of glowing eyes in the seemingly enternal darkness of the night. It seemed he was not alone, there had been others watching the whole time.*

*The Sawman then looked to the large tvman once more, tilting his head to the side as he rumbled in a low and deep rev. He made many hand signs, signing almost in a way that would seem cryptic to some*

[Do you wish to leave now? The others will guide you through the smoke. Close your eyes and listen to their rumbling, soon a safe place you'll be. Open your eyes and you soon be lost in the sea]

Monitors glance at the sleeping group and quietly wakes Crew and Woofer up, making sure that they are holding Film, Cinema and DJ as he doesn't want anyone to be separated from each other. "Hold onto my hand Crew and Woofer hold onto Crew's hand. Are the Titans' securely snugged in the... slings?" Monitors ask quietly as he dims his TV unit lights to near total blackouts. "They are snugged and on my front, I have them and they're still asleep... I'm ready to follow" Woofer purrs softly as he closes off his visual viewing. "So am I" Crew shuts his visuals off and changes the recording process to audio only.