[OPEN] Staying Out Of Trouble

[scaredybot]

Who: Mayday and You
Where: Around the city
When: After people have been around for a bit
What: Scavenging, housekeeping, trying to avoid robot drama
Warnings: Excessive cleanliness


The first thing Mayday does after settling into this strange new place is set up house. Actually, that's a lie. The first thing he tries to do is build himself a working spacecraft, but that doesn't exactly pan out. He does find a spacecraft. It's some sort of one-to-two person starhopper affair, and it's thoroughly lodged into the side of a building. The propulsion system is less 'in need of repair' and more 'completely disintegrated' and the engines aren't in much better shape, but it's a ship! And even a nonfunctional ship makes Mayday feel better than no ship at all.

So he cleans it out and shores it up, and then sees to the most important necessities of a living space: working cleaning facilities. Sweet, sweet cleaning facilities. Then he sees to the rest of it.

[A - Out and about]
He's nervous every time he leaves his ship. He knows that logically being inside his makeshift home isn't any safer than being out and about in the city, but it sure feels that way! Plus, at least the inside of his ship is clean. Ugh, he already has a few smears of dirt on his otherwise spotless plating - he's not polished to a shine, however. He was always more of a matte kind of guy, and also shiny seems more likely to attract unwanted attention.

Stopping by a building that looks fairly structurally stable, he enters, quickly scavenges about for any parts that might be of use, and then takes them out to add to the growing pile on his makeshift sled. The pile won't get particularly large before he heads back. He's not very strong for an Autobot. In fact, he is basically the opposite of strong. He is weak as hell.

He'll donate any particularly important finds to the clinic. As much as he hates being near it - injured bots give him the shakes - he understands how much more important it is than his own home building project.

Sighing, he picks up the lead to his sled and continues his trudge through the city.


[B - Coming home]

His place has really come a long way since he started. It's structurally sound, the lights work most of the time, and he's even installed a makeshift elevator so he doesn't have to crawl through the filthy building it's embedded in to get up to it!

Approaching his home, Mayday summons the elevator with the controller he carries with him, and with all the speed of a glacier in summer, it slowly lowers towards him. It's not a very good elevator. It's basically a rusted bucket that he welded together from scrap suspended from a cable, but it serves its purpose. He begins to load today's finds into it.

His other additions to the area are defenses. They aren't very good defenses, either. Actually, they're just tripwires that would drop containers full of dust and rocks on anybody that activated them. So sue him, he's a spaceship engineer not a weapon designer!

Still, better a slight distraction and a lot of noise if someone - or something - dangerous comes snooping around than no notice at all.

Comments

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[planate]

Pipes, in his lifelong streak of shitty luck, just so happened to walk right over one of those tripwires while investigating the noise of the elevator. Luckily, he realises that the snapping noise after activating one of them wasn't a normal noise (at least, not one he'd heard after weeks of exploring) and manages to just about avoid being flattened by the bigger rocks. Just about - he gets covered in dust and several of the smaller rocks do hit him in the back and shoulder, sending him sprawling out on his stomach.

He lays there for a while, in a daze and wondering how that happened before eventually stating flatly, "Ow."