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tabularasa_rp2020-11-02 10:39 pm
forwearemany) wrote in tabularasa_rp2020-11-02 10:39 pm
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Who: Legion and ... you?
What: Videogames and failed attempts to befriend horrible monsters
Where: Beach, forest
When: Early November
Content Warnings: None so far.
A) The humorous option
(The storm is sudden and intense, forcing them to dash for cover not from the rain, but the cloud to ground lightning.
They are on the beach, and not much shelter exists, save for the shadow of half a couch sticking out of a particularly large pile of garbage.
It is not a particularly good shelter, however their own nature protects them. As a being composed of mostly plastic, they are a poor target: electrical charges move freely within their circuits but they make a poor conductor between the lightning and the ground.
Contrary to stereotype, the rain does not bother them.
They are attempting to figure out the safest method of leaving the area when they hear their videogame console turn on.
They take it out and look at it uncertainly, but it appears to be functioning as normal. Their headflaps ripple contemplatively.
This is not an ideal situation for playing but ... they've missed their games. It does not take long to succumb to temptation.
And thus, anyone else who is out in the storm might see them huddled there, videogame console in their hands.)
B) The sad but also humorous option
(These creatures are not their people.
Their people are ... gone.
As the afterlife clearly exists, it is possible Legion will see them again someday, but for now, there is nothing, save for the promise of continued existence in other timelines, and these creatures born partially from their memories.
They are quiet, not wanting to alert the Geth/Zumyu animal as they approach.
Once they get close enough, they lift their hand and toss a large piece of mushroom at the tail lure that looks so much like one of their people.
SNAP! A flurry of movement. The predator devours the food in two gulps.
And then, it sees Legion.
With a horrible garbled mechanical noise it charges.
This reaction was unanticipated: they thought feeding it would help! They don't have much time for other thoughts before they turn to run, screaming in Geth.)
What: Videogames and failed attempts to befriend horrible monsters
Where: Beach, forest
When: Early November
Content Warnings: None so far.
A) The humorous option
(The storm is sudden and intense, forcing them to dash for cover not from the rain, but the cloud to ground lightning.
They are on the beach, and not much shelter exists, save for the shadow of half a couch sticking out of a particularly large pile of garbage.
It is not a particularly good shelter, however their own nature protects them. As a being composed of mostly plastic, they are a poor target: electrical charges move freely within their circuits but they make a poor conductor between the lightning and the ground.
Contrary to stereotype, the rain does not bother them.
They are attempting to figure out the safest method of leaving the area when they hear their videogame console turn on.
They take it out and look at it uncertainly, but it appears to be functioning as normal. Their headflaps ripple contemplatively.
This is not an ideal situation for playing but ... they've missed their games. It does not take long to succumb to temptation.
And thus, anyone else who is out in the storm might see them huddled there, videogame console in their hands.)
B) The sad but also humorous option
(These creatures are not their people.
Their people are ... gone.
As the afterlife clearly exists, it is possible Legion will see them again someday, but for now, there is nothing, save for the promise of continued existence in other timelines, and these creatures born partially from their memories.
They are quiet, not wanting to alert the Geth/Zumyu animal as they approach.
Once they get close enough, they lift their hand and toss a large piece of mushroom at the tail lure that looks so much like one of their people.
SNAP! A flurry of movement. The predator devours the food in two gulps.
And then, it sees Legion.
With a horrible garbled mechanical noise it charges.
This reaction was unanticipated: they thought feeding it would help! They don't have much time for other thoughts before they turn to run, screaming in Geth.)
B
[And so a large rock strikes the Zumyu's head, having been thrown by Bowser. Once it's been hit, and ideally once it's attention has shifted, he shouts:] Hey! Over here!
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They consider hiding. They consider attacking while it is distracted. But they are uncertain of Bowser-King's plan. Would their actions interfere? They wait, and grab their Widow out of their backpack. Though it cannot be fired, it will be useful as a club should it be necessary.)
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[Bowser takes out another pokéball from his shell.] When that thing comes back, I'm going to try and catch it, [assuming, of course, that it's not already caught, and that it does actually return.] Are you gonna help?
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He has spoken. They look at Bowser-King.)
Affirm-(They don't get to finish, as the creature bursts out almost as quickly as it went in, instead whipping around to face the creature, holding the Widow like a club.)
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The creature lets out a pained, furious scream and wrenches against Bowser's grip, gnashing its teeth. Legion's swing hurts enough that it pulls its leg up and out of the way--already unbalanced, it topples.)
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The creature struggles, and the ball will shake for some time, but those punches to the head must have been more disorienting, or that strike to the leg more crippling, than expected--the ball eventually goes still, silent.
Congrats Bowser, you now have a weird robot animal. A weird robot animal that kind of resembles Legion, actually. Speaking of, the robot is staring at the pokeball thoughtfully. Perhaps there is a better, more efficient way of taming these beings...)