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re_alignment2012-08-09 08:18 pm
re_alignedmods) wrote in re_alignment2012-08-09 08:18 pm
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ITEM DROP
A weak dawn breaks, the distant star beginning the slow rise that will take it across Cybertron's 32 hour day, offset by the brilliant lamp in Prima's sector.
Even with the minimal light that it exudes, however, it's enough to know that something is different.
Something has happened.
Something smells fresh, and new, and an awful lot like....lumber?
Yes, it's definitely lumber, and those with finer sensors might also detect a hint of freshly pressed metal sheeting next to it. In fact, there seem to be veritable piles of both, gleaming in the morning 'sun.' You can find steel girders, wooden planks, trusses, tools, and what looks like a good half of a bright orange Home Depot with a few, unglyphed employees still wandering around in a daze. There's almost anything you'd need to build any sort of establishment--doors, windows, roof shingles, concrete and duracrete powder in giant, Cybertronian-sized bags...
There's everything, of course, except for paint. Strangely (or not so strangely), that all ended up with Swindle.
Still, this is good luck! There might be a few plants in the home and garden department for the human types, and there's an entire steelyard for the robot types. That doesn't explain the human-sized hamster balls or the entire gingerbread cottage (complete with a very confused old woman), but surely there is something in here you could use? That very unassuming Sailor Moon wand, for instance...nothing could go wrong with that, now could it?
Of course not!
So go forth, dig for treasure, and build to your heart's content...
((So here are the item drop notes!
--Feel free to tag in below with action-spam of your character discovering the new items and trying to take them from each other/sharing them around!
--Your character may find and pick up anything that you'd expect to find in a standard hardware store (of the human OR Cybertronian variety).
--IF your character is claiming the entirety of any one item (EX: I HAVE ALL THE WRENCHES GUYS HAHAHAH) or claiming one of the specialty items (such as the Sailor Moon transformation wand) you MUST post below and say so in the post header. This time around, it is first-come, first snag. Next time, we'll change the process up to give everyone a chance!
--Yes, the Sailor Moon Wand DOES at least put you in the dress, regardless of size or species. That seems to be all it is capable of, though, so no moon prism power for you.
--All of the unglyphed arrivals will spend the first few days acting like normal. The Home Depot employees will either show you around or claim they aren't getting paid enough and leave. The old woman might yell at you to get off her 'lawn,' or, if you're a child, she'll invite you in for tea and cookies and try to bake you in her oven. Strangely, however, after a few days they all simply vanish. Observant folks might notice them heading straight for the badlands. Feel free to capture any that you wish before this though!))
Even with the minimal light that it exudes, however, it's enough to know that something is different.
Something has happened.
Something smells fresh, and new, and an awful lot like....lumber?
Yes, it's definitely lumber, and those with finer sensors might also detect a hint of freshly pressed metal sheeting next to it. In fact, there seem to be veritable piles of both, gleaming in the morning 'sun.' You can find steel girders, wooden planks, trusses, tools, and what looks like a good half of a bright orange Home Depot with a few, unglyphed employees still wandering around in a daze. There's almost anything you'd need to build any sort of establishment--doors, windows, roof shingles, concrete and duracrete powder in giant, Cybertronian-sized bags...
There's everything, of course, except for paint. Strangely (or not so strangely), that all ended up with Swindle.
Still, this is good luck! There might be a few plants in the home and garden department for the human types, and there's an entire steelyard for the robot types. That doesn't explain the human-sized hamster balls or the entire gingerbread cottage (complete with a very confused old woman), but surely there is something in here you could use? That very unassuming Sailor Moon wand, for instance...nothing could go wrong with that, now could it?
Of course not!
So go forth, dig for treasure, and build to your heart's content...
((So here are the item drop notes!
--Feel free to tag in below with action-spam of your character discovering the new items and trying to take them from each other/sharing them around!
--Your character may find and pick up anything that you'd expect to find in a standard hardware store (of the human OR Cybertronian variety).
--IF your character is claiming the entirety of any one item (EX: I HAVE ALL THE WRENCHES GUYS HAHAHAH) or claiming one of the specialty items (such as the Sailor Moon transformation wand) you MUST post below and say so in the post header. This time around, it is first-come, first snag. Next time, we'll change the process up to give everyone a chance!
--Yes, the Sailor Moon Wand DOES at least put you in the dress, regardless of size or species. That seems to be all it is capable of, though, so no moon prism power for you.
--All of the unglyphed arrivals will spend the first few days acting like normal. The Home Depot employees will either show you around or claim they aren't getting paid enough and leave. The old woman might yell at you to get off her 'lawn,' or, if you're a child, she'll invite you in for tea and cookies and try to bake you in her oven. Strangely, however, after a few days they all simply vanish. Observant folks might notice them heading straight for the badlands. Feel free to capture any that you wish before this though!))
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I hope you're settling in...?
[Small talk is good, right? If only he knew how to do it.]
Uh. Yeah, it's nothing. Just a side effect from Pharma's cure. It'll pass.
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Are you sure you'll be fine? Perhaps you should have Ratchet look at you...
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[Right. This was Perceptor. What was he thinking? Try again. ]
Uh. So. I heard you and Vandal went shooting.
[That should be safe, right? Something they have in common. ]
I think by now Ratchet's a bit tired of seeing me. [It's supposed to be a joke, and a super clever evasion. ]
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[ Maybe. Perceptor has a bit of trouble these days when it comes to asking for help. ]
We did. She's quite good for a human. Better than I expected. You should- [ He falters slightly. ] You could join us sometime, if you'd like.
[ Carefully ignoring the whole swords thing. ]
If you're sure... I don't wish to nag you, but you need to take care of yourself.
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She can take care of herself. I'm surprised she didn't try to examine you.
[Or tickle you. Wow there's a thought.]
[He shrugs.] I wouldn't want to make you two look bad, though. Used to be pretty good with a gun.
[Probably not anymore, but smack talk was easier than, well, anything else right now, all the things he wanted to say but had no idea how to bring up.]
Perceptor. It's no big deal. It just...hurts. That's all.
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It shouldn't need to hurt, considering how many medics we have running around the place. Surely one of them can help you?
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[He knows he won't win. It's been too long, but he'd gladly lose this just to have something almost comfortable between them.]
They're busy. With important things. And I can handle a little pain. Honestly.
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You should come. If not with Vandal, than at least with me. We could... Catch up. Take the time to talk.
[ Perceptor just gives him a look. ]
You're important, Drift. To the medics-- To everyone. Speaking practically, you aren't working at full strength if you're in pain.
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We should. We should definitely talk. [And then he winces because he realizes he's closed his hand so tightly around the dremel bits that they're digging into his fingers. Smooth, Drift. Smooth. Vandal would be laughing so hard right now she's rupture something.]
Perceptor. Really. It's...nothing I need to worry them about. I can handle a little pain. [You are hitting him right in his 'not a wuss' place.] I'm not that weak.
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I'm not saying you're weak, Drift. It takes a certain kind of strength to seek help when you need it. [ This? This is Perceptor being a giant hypocrite. ]
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If it were anything other than an inconvenience, I'd do something. It's just...it hurts to fuel. That's all.[Why is everyone making a big deal about it?]
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[ Perceptor frowns. ]
How long have you felt like this?
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[It's a suggestion, and he's pretty sure she wouldn't ask for herself.]
I...uh, not sure? The sharkticons? The cure? Maybe before?
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[ Drift's response certainly isn't putting Perceptor at ease. ]
That's too long, Drift. Please see someone.
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I will. When they're not busy. [Which will be like...never.]
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Drift... [ Why are you so stubborn about the worst things :c ]
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What? [A scuff of one foot against the floor. ] Vandal could look. When...she's not busy. [Also never. See, Perceptor? He's willing, it's not his fault all the people have better things to do than his silly symptom!]