McCrane (
mccrane) wrote in
re_alignment2012-07-04 07:42 pm
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[Video][Transmitting from the Junk Pile]
I might have accidentally started the fireworks early.
[The edges of his plating are singed, and just behind him the very flaming carcass of an automobile is roaring in its death throes.]
Energon, it seems, is not a viable replacement for gasoline. [He is grateful he didn't try consuming it before this test, and even more grateful that he managed to start the vehicle from a distance.]
[Since. Ah. It exploded.]
I don't suppose anyone has any suggestions? Or a way to convert us to a different fuel source?
Or some wash-cloths and soap?
[The edges of his plating are singed, and just behind him the very flaming carcass of an automobile is roaring in its death throes.]
Energon, it seems, is not a viable replacement for gasoline. [He is grateful he didn't try consuming it before this test, and even more grateful that he managed to start the vehicle from a distance.]
[Since. Ah. It exploded.]
I don't suppose anyone has any suggestions? Or a way to convert us to a different fuel source?
Or some wash-cloths and soap?

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They're mixes, yeah--'genetic?'
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What is the difference?
[And then, if the washing is done, he decides to return to robot-mode.]
Genetics. The programming code of organic life that tells your cells whether to be a polar bear, or a dog. [He is only now starting to be confused about how you can not know this.] If they are combined, then you can produce a mixture of the two.
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[Korra caught herself off. She didn't want to think of home right now. She stands back as McCrane changes back. Her mouth drops slightly, it's still something to behold.]
...Okay, you lost me. [Crosses her arms.] Sorry, I"m not much a of a scientist. What's a 'programming code?' 'Cells?'
[Korra shook her head.] Are you just wondering where polarbeardogs come from in my world?
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[He crouches down, minimizing the distance between them for conversation purposes. Already, he feels much better just for having been washed.]
Cells are small building blocks that, when put together, form organic life. You are made up of cells, in a similar way to how I am made of parts, all of which make us individual.
In my world, scientists could use those blocks to cross...anything. Humans and fish, for instance, to make a mermaid.
[Or a mermaid...fairy.]