Recording-MFF-16-1:
Recorded on 11/28/2016, two days before the start of MFF, 6 hours before departure on airplane. Recorded on small high definition camera embedded in the forehead of the mongoose styled TFS-10.2.
(Camera turns on to show Hooper Task Force Training Yard's - home of MTF Pi-1 ("City Slickers"), MTF Zeta-9 ("Mole Rats"), and MTF Epsilon-9 ("Fire Eaters") - meeting room, stationed on a table to the east side of the room. Camera remains active for twenty minutes while members of MTF Pi-1 come through the double doors, sit, and converse. Team Leader, Agent Ashley Wakeeta Krishna, is seen entering and exiting the room, bringing in equipment and putting it behind the podium from which she will talk. She is seen setting two TFS-10.2's down beside the camera, and later on putting down a TFS-10.1. Two minutes after all agents of MTF Pi-1 gather in the room, Krishna stands behind the podium and clears her throat loudly, waiting for everyone to grow silent, which takes one minute.)
Krishna: Alright, role call. Starting with… Belaunde.
Belaunde: (Full name Selestino Elana Belaunde.) Present.
Krishna: Gadomski?
Gadomski: (Full name Juan Javier Gadomski.) Present.
Krishna: Gantumur?
Gantumur: (Full name Julien Noah Gantumur.) Present.
Krishna: Alright, and… Kekoa?
Kekoa: (Full name Nalani Kekoa.) Present.
Krishna: (Mumbling.) Krishna, yes present. I am her, I know she's here. (Full voiced.) Onto the L's, and we have three of them! LaFerrier?
LaFerrier: (Full name Victor Allman LaFerrier.) Present.
Krishna: Levard?
Levard: (Full name John Forrest Levard.) Present.
Krishna: Liang?
Liang: (Full name Qiu Li Liang.) Present.
Krishna: Omar?
Omar: (Full name Yasir Magan Omar.) Present.
Krishna: Ramirez?
Ramirez: (Full name Julia Melissa Ramirez.) Yes, present.
Krishna: Sachs?
Sachs: (Full name Oberon Rainhard Sachs.) Present.
Krishna: And an occult analyst from Site-87, Dr. Sinclair, will be meeting us when we get to MFF and will thus… be on my role at that point. But it appears we are all here. (Smiling.) Thank you all for coming, not like it was a choice. (Agents chuckle.) This is the formal MTF Pi-1 debriefing prior to our attendance of Midwest FurFest 2016! I know some of you are excited - (Krishna pauses and eyes Levard. Levard shifts in his seat and looks around nervously. Agents chuckle.) - but we have to keep in mind that this is a job. However, part of the job is pretending to have fun, so if you accidentally have real fun on the way, no one can fault you. (Agents chuckle.) Don't let any fun you stumble upon distract you from the objective, though. Focus is half of getting things done. (Pause.) I trust that you have all read the pamphlet that was handed out to you - (Krishna holds up a sheaf of papers.) - and thus I can skip the story we have, all your aliases, all the guns. All the basic stuff that we bring with us wherever we go. However, it was only after that pamphlet was written that I and some of you in the room, you know who you are, drafted up a full plan of action for each day and in general. That is what we are here to discuss. But first, let's get the elephant out of the room. I am not sure if you've shared amongst yourselves, but I know everyone wants to get to tease the people with the TFS-10's.
(Agents chuckle and then mumble for 15 seconds.)
Krishna: The first one on the right, the TFS-10.1, is made for looking natural and hiding heavy firepower but not very agility friendly. This model has been made to be an orange and white fennec fox. And this one is going to go to… (Pause, smiles and looks around the room.) Agent Omar!
(Agents clap and cheer, Omar rolls his eyes and nudges Levard next to him.)
Krishna: Shouldn't have come as a surprise; Omar is our strongest and whoever wears the TFS-10.1 carries all of our heaviest stuff. Sorry for that. Alright, and the next one on the right, the Saint Bernard TFS-10.2, goes to… (Pause.) Agent Levard!
(Agents clap and cheer, Levard sits back in his chair and puts his arms behind his head.)
Krishna: Anyways, moving on. The next one, the blue and gold macaw, TFS-10.2, our only bird, goes to… (Pause.) Agent Gadomski!
(Agents clap and cheer, Gadomski caws loudly. Agents laugh.)
Krishna: And the final one, the TFS-10.2 mongoose, goes to… drum roll please… (Agents begin tapping desks to make a low rumble around the room. Krishna pauses.) The fur suit goes to yours truly, team leader, Agent Krishna!
(Agents clap and cheer loudly, Krishna bows three times.)
Krishna: Yes, I, your gracious leader, will be taking the bullet on this one and wearing the mongoose. (Krishna walks over to the helmet, in which the camera is embedded, and puts it on. Agents laugh, and gives a standing ovation. Krishna walks back to the podium, and sets the helmet down beside it, facing the agents.) Alright, we've all had a good laugh, but it's time that we get down to business. Please return to your seats, and I'll wait patiently for you all to quiet down.
(Agents resume seated positions, and there is muttering for 20 seconds before the room calms down.)
Krishna: Alright everyone. We have to get to the real objective of this meeting, the not fun part. We aren't just going to a furry convention for the experience, we're going there because there's a group of interest that's messing with people. I won't even be sleeping while we go, I have pills that are going to keep me up for four days with no repercussions… until we get back, when I'm expected to collapse and vomit profusely. Why take such an extreme measure? Well, let's face it. Everyone here who's been to the furry conventions before - on a mission, that is - knows that they've all been failures. (Pause.) We have recovered technologies, that we still don't know how to remake, and we have made cover stories for all the SCP-3728-B instances we've found. But have we ever kept someone from getting turned into one of these things?
(Pause. Agents appear uncomfortable.)
Krishna: Have we ever seen any of the members of GoI-27? Every new convention we visit, the dash B's have been getting… better. Whatever the group is doing, we haven't been more to them than a small annoyance. A prick in their side. That's not what we're going to be any longer. Please, thank the mission control behind all of this, because they really really fought to get us the funding necessary to give us a ton of new equipment to attack the group with. No longer will "City Slickers" be a nuisance to GoI-27, we are going to find them before they find us this time. We're playing cat and mouse, and so far the mouse has won. Cat can make a comeback. We're bringing the hammer down! And this is how.
(Sounds suggest Krishna pulls down the projector screen. Liang gets on top of his chair and presses the on button on the projector, then returns to a seated position.)
Krishna: Thank you, Liang. Alright, here we are. So, first question to address. What new equipment do we have? Specifically, what makes the new TFS-10.2 and 10.1 special? Well, both of them have night vision and thermal vision. The buttons are under your ears. Agent Gadomski, yours will be where the ears should be. The night vision is your right ear, the thermal is your left.
Gadomski: Are the buttons visible?
Krishna: No, they're concealed under the fabrics. You can only tell they're there by feeling around, just make sure you don't look suspicious at any point playing with your ears. (Pause.) There is a compartment by the right glute - left for you, Levard - that will keep a Glock-22 completely hidden. The TFS-10.1 can keep a lot more weapons, but you have to pull it somewhat apart to get at them. Unzip and such. Really only for when we expect to be getting into combat scenarios. The TFS's also breathe like no TFS has breathed before. We should expect a lot less trouble with keeping composure due to heat. On top of that, the TFS-10.2 is extremely agile, and shouldn't hinder in the possibility of a chase.
(Agents move around in their seats, Levard and Omar have a conversation under their breath.)
Krishna: We also have a big construct-able piece of heavy equipment to bring with us - (Krishna clicks the clicker to move to a new slide.) - the newest in Hume technology, the reality radar. The whole thing reads Humes in a 10 km radius, and will take up a quarter of one of our rooms. For the people who will be operating it, we have a user manual that will be given to you. I suggest you read it on the plane, because as soon as we get into our rooms you will have to construct it. Usually it takes a day or two to make, and we have to do it in under four hours. (Pause.) All the tech stuff is going to end up being bunked with Agents Belaunde, Gantumur, Gadomski, and Liang, although Gadomski is not going to be operating anything. If anything weird comes up on the radar, you can ping us all. We're all going to have cellphones on us, and we're all going to be part of a magically un-hijack-able group chat. Best of regards to Agent Liang.
(Agents clap, Liang smiles and nods in appreciation.)
Liang: It's definitely not going to be the hardest of tasks in the long run.
Krishna: Well of course not, that's gonna be a group effort.
Liang: May I say something?
Krishna: Of course.
Liang: When creating the radar, it would be beneficial to have everyone who can pitch in do so. A team of about five people creating it should be sufficient in getting it done. I know Gantumur, Gadomski, Belaunde and I will be working on it. Perhaps Sachs, Omar or LaFerrier could pitch in where they can.
LaFerrier: I'll take up that job.
Liang: Thank you.
LaFerrier: Of course.
(Pause. Krishna clicks the clicker.)
Krishna: Say hello to our next big piece of heavy machinery, the thermal radar. This one has been perfected over many years, and it's very simple. It has sensors all around it that go every single direction, and there's a control panel that connects to it wirelessly. Using this panel, you will get a full 3D view of the place with thermal imaging. If we spotted someone suspicious leaving the premises and can't follow them we will ping you their direction and you can follow where they go. The same people working the radar will be working this baby too, but it's much lower priority. Meaning if you don't know what you should be doing, stare at the reality radar instead. Is that all clear?
(Agents grunt and mumble.)
Krishna: Good. Moving on. We are all going to have set sleeping schedules. (Krishna clicks the clicker.) Each of us gets eight hours of sleep, followed by sixteen hours of being awake. We have made the sleep schedule so that seven people are awake at any given time. Said seven people will always include me, and does not include Dr. Sinclair, so four of you will be sleeping at any given time. When falling asleep, we require you to take melatonin so that you fall asleep when expected. Other people who are going to fall asleep when you're supposed to wake up will roust you, and you need to get ready quick. It is recommended you take a small shot of adrenaline that we have in pill form. A full sleep schedule will be handed out after this meeting.
Belaunde: How many people are going to be awake on the equipment at all times?
Krishna: Sometimes only Liang will be awake, but most times two of you will be awake at a time. Since Liang is the most experienced, we felt this fitting. (Krishna clicks the clicker.) We have a laptop that has a program that connects to the surveillance in the hotel. We are bound by law - blame the hotel - not to check in any of the rooms, but the cameras record at all times. Using the same group text as earlier, we can ping everyone and get whoever is monitoring the cameras at the time to follow a specific person around the hotel.
(Agents mumble. Krishna clicks the clicker.)
Krishna: Otherwise, everyone else on the field, if that's even a term I can use here, is going to be following my orders. We have loose ideas of what should be done and when, but really it's all reactive. The main goal is to find these guys, but how we go about it is a little up in the air. There are a couple sticking points that we will cover, however. For example, at night everyone who is awake and not on tech is expected to come with me and patrol nearby abandoned buildings and motels, using thermal scans to see if we can't find anything. Also, if you see someone tied down, keep in mind it might be consensual. Observe long enough to tell. (Pause.) Night vision and thermal cameras are able to be supplied to anyone without a TFS-10. On top of that, there are multiple events that we expect they will be at which we will also have to attend - at least some of us, and Dr. Sinclair and I definitely will.
(Agents mumble. Krishna sets down clicker.)
Krishna: Alright, team. That's all there is to say right now. (Krishna checks clock on western wall.) I was going to have time for questions, but this meeting started late and our plane leaves too soon. I imagine - and sincerely hope - that everyone has already packed everything they need as they were instructed. Go hop in the vans and get on the road, I can answer questions on the way there, go go go!
(Agents get up and begins to talk, all heading towards the exit. Krishna leans down, picks up the helmet, and looks into the camera.)
Krishna: Those fuckers are going down.
(Recording ends.)
Recording-MFF-16-2:
Recorded on 11/29/2016, one day before the start of MFF. Recorded in Rosemont, IL, at the Hyatt Regency O'Hare.
(Krishna is seen in her TFS-10.2. Camera is embedded in forehead of TFS-10.2. Krishna is seen leaning over a sink in the hotel bathroom, staring into the mirror. Conversing can be heard from the adjacent room, as well as heavy lifting and mechanical sounds.)
Krishna: I'm a monster.
(Krishna turns her head to the right, then to the left. She then backs away from the sink and turns in multiple different ways, looking into the mirror.)
Krishna: (Chuckling, smiling.) I'm a god damn monster. (Pause, resumes leaning over sink. Krishna raises her voice and turns towards the door.) Is Dr. Sinclair here yet?
Ramirez: I'll go check.
Krishna: Good. I want to greet her.
(Krishna opens the door and walks into the hotel room, where Omar and Kekoa are sitting on a bed and constructing rifles.)
Krishna: How do I look?
(Omar looks up and begins to laugh. Kekoa continues to focus on her rifle.)
Kekoa: Beautiful. Goodbye, Ashley. Hello, Manga.
Krishna: Hey, it's Krishna to you. And if you have any better name suggestions, I am glad to hear them.
Omar: Black Mamba!
Kekoa: Desert Queen.
Omar: Sand Rat!
Krishna: I like Mamba, but I'm cutting the "Black".
Ramirez: Hey! (Krishna turns around to see Ramirez in the doorway.) She's talking with Levard in the lobby.
Krishna: Jesus, you're fast. She's talking with Levard?
Ramirez: They're getting along fine. And yeah, I am. I run up and down stairs for exercise.
Krishna: Good, diplomacy goals met. I'll be down in a few.
Ramirez: Okay, I'll -
Krishna: And hey, name suggestions?
(Ramirez surveys Krishna.)
Ramirez: Dancer, prancer, party enhancer. Mangusu.
Krishna: What?
Ramirez: Nothing, uh, Martha. You should really read the program. It's some of the most fun I've had in a long time. (Pause. Krishna and Ramirez stare at each other.) Martha Mongoose.
Omar: Martha Mamba Manga Mongoose!
Krishna: Alright, alright. Martha Mongoose. Why not.
Ramirez: I'm gonna go check on the reality radar, and possibly help out.
Krishna: That would be wonderful of you.
(Ramirez leaves the room. Krishna turns to Omar.)
Krishna: I have read the program.
Kekoa: Then you should know you aren't the only mongoose.
Krishna: Oh, wonderful.
(Krishna walks out into the hallway and then knocks on the door of the adjacent room. Some shuffling is heard. Gantumur then answers the door.)
Krishna: (While walking into the room.) Hey guys, how do I look?
Gantumur: You look fine.
Krishna: So far the name is Martha Mongoose.
Gantumur: Sounds good to me.
Krishna: Good then, sounds like that's where it's staying. How is construction coming along?
Belaunde: Quite well. We're ahead of schedule.
Krishna: Good.
(Krishna leaves the room, opening the door only enough for her to get through, and starts eastward. She is met by a couple coming the opposite direction. Krishna waves, and the couple appears confused. Krishna goes to the elevators, and presses the down button. An elevator immediately opens, and she makes towards it, but doesn't get inside. She peers at it, and then turns and goes towards the stairs. After descending nine floors, she opens the door and walks towards the lobby. There she finds Levard and Sinclair.)
Krishna: (Yelling from across the room.) Oy, Sinclair!
(Sinclair turns around from talking with Levard, who is in their TFS-10.2. Sinclair has three bags and various small luggage items. Krishna removes her helmet and holds it by her side)
Sinclair: Krishna. How are you enjoying it here so far?
(Sinclair extends her arm, and her and Krishna shake hands.)
Krishna: It's been… interesting. Has Levard briefed you?
Levard: I have. She has her FBI badge now, and she's signed in.
Sinclair: Thanks for being… well, tolerant. Been a while since I've been outside of Sloth Spit.
Krishna: Well, less explaining I have to do. You will be bunked with LaFerrier, Levard, and Sachs. Welcome to your temporary position with us city slickers, Sinclair.
Sinclair: Glad to be here. (Sinclair looks down at the Krishna's helmet) Tactical fursuit. I feel sorry for the poor R&D guys who had to come up with this.
(There is a small pause as the three of them glance between each other.)
Levard: Need help with your bags?
Sinclair: Sure, uh. You get the black one with the blue ribbon on the handle. I can take the rest.
(Krishna puts her helmet back on, and Levard picks up a bag. Sinclair picks up the rest, and all begin towards the elevators.)
Krishna: So, how's life at 87?
Sinclair: Overworked and underfunded. Two people in my whole department, myself included. We have a backlog of tests a year old — longer, thanks to what happened in October — but we're supposed to get some help from Sigma-3 after this assignment i done.
Krishna: That a good thing?
Sinclair: It's Sigma-3. It's an… well, let's just say that they and I have some conflicting opinions on our mutual field of study.
(They all three arrive in the elevator room, and Levard calls the elevator.)
Krishna: Thank you, Levard. I suppose your 'field of study' is out of the question here?
Sinclair: Sorry, what?
Krishna: I said 'can you use magic here'?
Sinclair: You… do know you don't have to wear that on the way to your room, yes? It'll just give you weird looks. Plus, it's hard to hear you through the foam. (Sinclair shakes her head) And, no. I need a writ to practice outside of sanctioned areas.
Krishna: Eh, no big deal. This is parascience, not thaumaturgy, so you shouldn't have to shoot sparks at anything.
(The elevator arrives, and the three get in and Levard pushes for floor nine.)
Sinclair: I'm content with being on recon. I've not got many friends outside of the Foundation, and I've some time set aside to meet them here. Plus, this isn't the first time I've had to work at a con.
Krishna: Well, keep in mind that 'recon' doesn't just mean 'survey the surroundings'. Talk to your friends, keep your ear to the ground, listen for rumors, look for signs of paratech.
Sinclair: This is bizarre. Trying to turn people into their 'true selves'? These guys sounds like a bunch of nutters.
Krishna: They're nutters with the capacity to rewrite human biology for fun and profit. They could cure cancer, but instead they want to turn people into funny animals.
(There is a long pause. The elevator door opens up to floor nine, and each person picks up luggage to carry towards the rooms. They arrive at their rooms, and Levard swipes the key and opens the door.)
Krishna: Thanks.
(Sachs is seen sitting on the edge of his bed and flipping through the MFF program on his laptop. LaFerrier is laying between the beds and doing sit ups. Sachs looks up from his laptop, and then gets up to greet Sinclair as she and Levard and Krishna put down her bags.)
Sachs: Dr. Sinclair, I presume.
(Sinclair and Sachs shake hands as LaFerrier stands up.)
LaFerrier: Dr. Sinclair? Victor LaFerrier.
Sinclair: Good to meet ya. (They shake hands.)
Sachs: (As he sits back down and opens his laptop.) I'm Oberon Sachs.
Sinclair: Oberon? Like the goblin king?
Sachs: Parents were fans of the bard.
Krishna: This is your room. Sorry for the sausage fest, but we're all adults here, Sachs.
Sachs: You're never gonna let me forget Seattle, are you?
Krishna: Never. (To Sinclair) Kind of an in-joke. Not sure if you have clearance to know.
Sinclair: Fair enough.
Krishna: Anyway. Try not to leave any weaponry in this room; Sinclair may be bringing individuals back here for the sake of intelligence gathering.
LaFerrier: (While laying down and continuing to do sit ups.) Understood, captain.
(Sachs grunts and Levard nods.)
Krishna: Figure out the sleeping situation yourselves. And seriously, behave. We're all professionals, and again, I really don't want a repeat of Seattle.
LaFerrier: Yes, captain.
Krishna: Good. Sinclair, make yourself at home. I'm gonna head back to my room and check the armory. Levard, you sure you got everything in your briefing?
Levard: Not everything; I'll fill her in on the details.
Krishna: Good. I'll be back.
(There is a four second pause as Krishna stands in the doorway, and Sinclair and her glance about the room. Krishna leaves, and enters her own room, to find Kekoa and Omar still constructing rifles. She goes into the bathroom, removes the TFS-10.2, dresses, and then leans over to turn off the camera.)
Krishna: (Pauses and sighs.) Well, here we go. (Krishna frowns.) See you for day one.
(Recording ends.)
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