4 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
4_toteachus) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
re_alignment2012-10-08 12:48 am
4_toteachus) wrote in re_alignment2012-10-08 12:48 am
Entry tags:
[Action/Accidental Video] [Broadcasting from: Junkpile]
[The feed flickers on, and the junkpile comes into view. Well this is nice and all but- oh wait, there's a cannon right over there! It's an old looking thing (Earth-wise), definitely beneath the notice of more technologically advanced lifeforms. A tiny figure flickers into the shot, and he examines the many levers attached to it.
Four remembers this! There's a bunch just like it back home. It's more out of curiosity than anything that he decides to see if he can operate it on his own, without his family around. At this point he's been poking and experimenting with it for the past hour, trying to do all the tasks needed to fire one shot. First he has to finish loading the ammunition.
The shell is a couple inches bigger than he is and five times as long. You'd think a stitchpunk would have problems with that... and you'd be right. Four realizes how much harder it is to load a lethal projectile into a cannon without his brother around. After finally managing to push the shell into place, Four turns his attention to the lever on the side. This one spins and controls where the cannon is pointing, so he fiddles around with that until the cannon is pointed at the top of a nearby junk heap.
This lever in front of the target is the one that fires it. Four's face scrunches up in concentration as he takes a running start before throwing his full weight at it, successfully pushing the lever down.
BOOM
The pile he was pointing at explodes, and Four momentarily disappears as debris rains down on him. He appears a moment later and examines the damage with interest. What an explosion! The Stitchpunk looks mildly pleased with himself, his experiment is a success!
Now everyone can rest easy knowing that a seven-inch-tall living doll can operate dangerous weapons.]
Four remembers this! There's a bunch just like it back home. It's more out of curiosity than anything that he decides to see if he can operate it on his own, without his family around. At this point he's been poking and experimenting with it for the past hour, trying to do all the tasks needed to fire one shot. First he has to finish loading the ammunition.
The shell is a couple inches bigger than he is and five times as long. You'd think a stitchpunk would have problems with that... and you'd be right. Four realizes how much harder it is to load a lethal projectile into a cannon without his brother around. After finally managing to push the shell into place, Four turns his attention to the lever on the side. This one spins and controls where the cannon is pointing, so he fiddles around with that until the cannon is pointed at the top of a nearby junk heap.
This lever in front of the target is the one that fires it. Four's face scrunches up in concentration as he takes a running start before throwing his full weight at it, successfully pushing the lever down.
BOOM
The pile he was pointing at explodes, and Four momentarily disappears as debris rains down on him. He appears a moment later and examines the damage with interest. What an explosion! The Stitchpunk looks mildly pleased with himself, his experiment is a success!
Now everyone can rest easy knowing that a seven-inch-tall living doll can operate dangerous weapons.]
Perhaps log?
But I think it'd be better if you came to get me! It'll take me a couple of hours to reach Alpha Trion's temple on my own.
Okie! You mind starting that or you want me too? I'm good either way
All right. I'm on my way. Leave your journal on so I can home in on the signal to find you faster.