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buildstherobots) wrote2011-04-09 03:26 pm
buildstherobots) wrote2011-04-09 03:26 pm
[59] highly recommended, is this sweet metropolis
[Phone]
Ugh, I feel like this is all I do anymore...
Newcomers. Doubtless you've heard the basics of where you've found yourself already, from your so-called "family" or otherwise. Dist the Rose is here to give you a more in-depth explanation; that is, a letter that I myself have been so generous as to compose for you. I'm giving one out to anyone who asks, new or old; for those who have the old version, I've updated it to include the basic gist of what happened last month.
Simply come to either the library or my home, at 1767 Beaver Street. Any drone should be able to tell you where the library is; I'll be in and out of the shelves myself. Look for a slender man with pale hair and glasses.
[Action A]
[If you go to the library earlier in the day, you will indeed find Dist wandering in and out of the rows of books, alternately doing the shelving and sorting that the job requires and peeking through the books himself, pausing every so often to write down a title.]
[Action B]
[On into the afternoon and evening, he's in his driveway, detaching the gun from the Kaiser's belly; it's scorched all to hell and clearly no longer functional. He really has no clue how he's going to fix it without just building a new one from scratch, and without his lab that in itself will be difficult. Dammit, Mayfield.]
(ooc note: if you're not interested in cr with dist, there's no need to post in; you can give your character the letter without threading with me if you'd prefer. ^^ it's out there for you guys; just assume dist gave it to you without incident[shockingly]. a bit of retroactive interaction is fine too, if this shows up before you officially intro; just don't, like... dig it up a week from now if your character wasn't here.)
Ugh, I feel like this is all I do anymore...
Newcomers. Doubtless you've heard the basics of where you've found yourself already, from your so-called "family" or otherwise. Dist the Rose is here to give you a more in-depth explanation; that is, a letter that I myself have been so generous as to compose for you. I'm giving one out to anyone who asks, new or old; for those who have the old version, I've updated it to include the basic gist of what happened last month.
Simply come to either the library or my home, at 1767 Beaver Street. Any drone should be able to tell you where the library is; I'll be in and out of the shelves myself. Look for a slender man with pale hair and glasses.
[Action A]
[If you go to the library earlier in the day, you will indeed find Dist wandering in and out of the rows of books, alternately doing the shelving and sorting that the job requires and peeking through the books himself, pausing every so often to write down a title.]
[Action B]
[On into the afternoon and evening, he's in his driveway, detaching the gun from the Kaiser's belly; it's scorched all to hell and clearly no longer functional. He really has no clue how he's going to fix it without just building a new one from scratch, and without his lab that in itself will be difficult. Dammit, Mayfield.]
(ooc note: if you're not interested in cr with dist, there's no need to post in; you can give your character the letter without threading with me if you'd prefer. ^^ it's out there for you guys; just assume dist gave it to you without incident[shockingly]. a bit of retroactive interaction is fine too, if this shows up before you officially intro; just don't, like... dig it up a week from now if your character wasn't here.)
Re: B
...Oh. That is a much prettier car than he's seen in Mayfield for a while. He approaches, curious. Maybe he can convince the driver to let him look under the hood...]
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You like it?
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Can I look at the engine?
[He looks like a kid, almost, and... probably hasn't realized that he's looking at a hologram just yet.]
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[The hologram frowns, faintly. Unless Dist tries to touch it, it's indistinguishable from the human Sideswipe. And now it looks uncomfortable.]
I'd... prefer you didn't, honestly.
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Dist deflates, pouting a little.]
Well, why not? That's like showing me cake but not letting me eat it; are you here just to tease me?
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[The window starts to roll up.]
Stand back. I don't want to accidentally harm you.
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[And the window is up. Dist looks baffled, but he steps back, watching.]
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Ta-daaa.
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You didn't tell me you had a mech!
[That breeze going over your head, Dist? What do you think that is?]
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Did you forget about every time I'd ever told you I was an alien robot?
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[...Maybe. It's that shiny new car smell; it has him distracted.]
No! I would never forget that! I was... testing you!
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[He does not look convinced in the slightest.]
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Can you turn into anything else?
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I turn into myself, and the car. Isn't that enough?
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Well, I suppose so. It seems like a waste, though; you would only have to add a few parts to be able to fly, I think.
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Why would I--No. Look, Dist. I like you, but I'm not just a piece of machinery.
This is my body. It hurts, it leaks, just like yours.