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robothell2015-03-15 12:22 am
kaijugrrroupie) wrote in robothell2015-03-15 12:22 am
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i didn't kill bambis mom i only skinned her
Who: Newton Geiszler AND YOOOOOU
Where: Where the deer have been gathering near the outskirts of the city
When: WHENEVER
What: Newt has decided he's not dead so he might as well start studying the flora and fauna of cybertron. And that means dissection! :D
Warnings: Other than nitrodeer gore (????) and Newt I guess.
Man, not having anything to transcribe his dictaphone onto or spare tapes is really starting to piss him off. Look, it's not like he knew to pack for an adventure to another planet, and he really doesn't want to overwrite whats already on the tape regarding the drift with the kaiju brain in case he does find his way back. But this is seriously fascinating stuff! And the itch to document, discover and draw detailed diagrams on the flora and fauna has been incredibly hard to ignore. He's a scientist! It's what he does!
He'd originally gone on a walk--nearer the outskirts to avoid being trodden on by giant cybertronian feet who aren't looking where they are going--to try and clear his thoughts and look at the new plant life he'd seen a few days before, but he hadn't expected encountering a herd of the strange creatures that had started showing up. He's been calling them 'Pixel Deer', because they look like they should belong in a brightly coloured arcade game from the 80's. The first thing he considers is whether or not they'd be edible because seriously that fruit is going to kill him from boredom, but it's pretty easy to gather from the way they transformed into stackable cubes that they're probably closer in origin to the Cybertronians themselves. So pixelated venison wasn't going to be on the menu anytime soon.
He almost manages to sneak up on the herd to get a better look, but something sets them off and they bound off in the opposite direction quickly. Newt almost thinks all is lost, but one remains behind, it's cubed leg sparking and leaking fluid, trying to follow after the group but struggling due to a severe malfunction somewhere inside the wiring. Or, at least, he assumes it's wiring. It could be anything.
Newt keeps his distance, watching it as it kneels onto the ground, the sparking getting worse before it eventually darkens, fluid bubbling and hissing as the inner-workings grind to a halt. And thats when he leaps into action. This is definitely one for the dictaphone, battery and tapes be damned.
It doesn't take him long to give the carcass--can you even call it that if it's mostly metal?--a once over and then crack some of the casing near the original injury off with a rock, avoiding the glowing fluid that oozes out onto the ground. Using his keys, a mini-tool kit and a variety of sharp sticks and rocks, Newt begins recording as he pulls back more and more of the creature carefully--don't wanna get any of the fluid on him, even though it seems non-toxic, he's not taking any chances--his excitement getting more and more pronounced as he gets deeper under the servos and circuits.
Where: Where the deer have been gathering near the outskirts of the city
When: WHENEVER
What: Newt has decided he's not dead so he might as well start studying the flora and fauna of cybertron. And that means dissection! :D
Warnings: Other than nitrodeer gore (????) and Newt I guess.
Man, not having anything to transcribe his dictaphone onto or spare tapes is really starting to piss him off. Look, it's not like he knew to pack for an adventure to another planet, and he really doesn't want to overwrite whats already on the tape regarding the drift with the kaiju brain in case he does find his way back. But this is seriously fascinating stuff! And the itch to document, discover and draw detailed diagrams on the flora and fauna has been incredibly hard to ignore. He's a scientist! It's what he does!
He'd originally gone on a walk--nearer the outskirts to avoid being trodden on by giant cybertronian feet who aren't looking where they are going--to try and clear his thoughts and look at the new plant life he'd seen a few days before, but he hadn't expected encountering a herd of the strange creatures that had started showing up. He's been calling them 'Pixel Deer', because they look like they should belong in a brightly coloured arcade game from the 80's. The first thing he considers is whether or not they'd be edible because seriously that fruit is going to kill him from boredom, but it's pretty easy to gather from the way they transformed into stackable cubes that they're probably closer in origin to the Cybertronians themselves. So pixelated venison wasn't going to be on the menu anytime soon.
He almost manages to sneak up on the herd to get a better look, but something sets them off and they bound off in the opposite direction quickly. Newt almost thinks all is lost, but one remains behind, it's cubed leg sparking and leaking fluid, trying to follow after the group but struggling due to a severe malfunction somewhere inside the wiring. Or, at least, he assumes it's wiring. It could be anything.
Newt keeps his distance, watching it as it kneels onto the ground, the sparking getting worse before it eventually darkens, fluid bubbling and hissing as the inner-workings grind to a halt. And thats when he leaps into action. This is definitely one for the dictaphone, battery and tapes be damned.
It doesn't take him long to give the carcass--can you even call it that if it's mostly metal?--a once over and then crack some of the casing near the original injury off with a rock, avoiding the glowing fluid that oozes out onto the ground. Using his keys, a mini-tool kit and a variety of sharp sticks and rocks, Newt begins recording as he pulls back more and more of the creature carefully--don't wanna get any of the fluid on him, even though it seems non-toxic, he's not taking any chances--his excitement getting more and more pronounced as he gets deeper under the servos and circuits.
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"No, no, not like that. I mean, just for science and stuff. I''m not about to go and cut anybody open or anything. I'm just really curious about how you function, and it's kinda driving me insane not knowing. You guys are so so fascinating and exciting!"
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some of which he enjoys, butone of which was creating him."Then go mad," he growls softly. Since scientists certainly helped him along in that respect. "Or ask someone else."
He considers crushing the human, but it really does seem more effort than it's worth. Mostly he just wants to be far away from the creature at the moment. It brings up memories that he'd much rather not think of. So instead he simply turns to leave instead.
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He really needs to stop being him around beings that can crush him without a second thought.