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| + | =Participants= | ||
| + | * [[Arthur]] | ||
| + | * [[Dawn]] | ||
| + | * [[Lizzie]] | ||
| + | * [[Uvi]] | ||
| + | =Date= | ||
| + | 2/1/2018 | ||
| + | =Log= | ||
| + | <div></div><br> <br>It's a moderately cold day at 44 degrees outside with the winds fairly light in the winter morning. Several of the prospective road clearers have started to arrive, a rather tall Mecha Mole figure standing in the center and motioning for others to come closer. The mechanical figure's tinny voice zzzrks out, "Come on and get together. We'll start making plans for the clean-up effort here in a moment!" A drill-like arm is waved in a beckoning motion.<br> <br>A cute and rather peculiar redhead lamia girl with jello tail slowly slithers through the crowd, briefly glancing over surrounding workers. She is hugging her leather bag tight to her chest. When she notices the robot, shy shyly aproaches it, and says, "Ohayou~! Uvi, reporting for duty!" She smiles and awaits it's reaction.<br> <br>Arthur saw the call for some help with the roads and figured they could use some muscle. Or something else he might be of use. He arrived on foot and approached the mecha mole, his current form that of a giant robot. "Hello. I've come to help with the, the road job. I can change my form if, uh, it's something that could be more helpful. Nanite adept." It was weird for him to hear his own voice through the electronic speaker.<br> <br>Lizzie walks up towards the mecha creature and pulls out a small flask to take a quick pull from. Her usual shorts were replaced with a nice pair of work jeans for whatever was to come and a thick jacket lays on her torso to keep her warm in the chilly weather. "Is this just a fuckin' plannin' meetin' or are we gonna get some shit done? I ain't usually goin' on the road crews much when I get my shit done." | ||
| + | Looking over towards the giant robot, neck craning up to get a full look at him, she just slowly shakes her head. "Yeah, kay. Fuckin' looks like we got the god damn tin man, from the looks of wobbly tail I'm guessin' she ain't here for muscle so... gonna go with the fuckin' lion, and that'll make me dorathy here cause this shit ain't kansas. What the fuck you need us ta do anyway before the jolly chrome giant shoves his big ass foot down and makes a new pothole?"<br> <br>The mecha mole flags at the giant robot, not that much smaller than it, and that tinny, mechanical voice emits, "You'll do fine. Just be careful not to make any new pot holes! Heavy feet make for heavy steps, right?" The mole's treads, tank-like, whirr and carry the figure along the lines of the dutiful volunteers, "Alright, then. We'll want the largest folks to go through first and lift away the largest portions of debris. The roadway," the robot points towards the section of road, "is where we're starting. Once we reach the crossroads, we'll split into three groups and cover the extensions. From there, we'll regroup! Those with the right knowhow, we'll want to be filling pits and holes with sturdy sediment! Packed dirt will do, mixed with gravel, or, if we've got it, some cement mixtures will do wonderfully! AFterwards, we'll be coating with tar! Is that understood?" The mole's head turns this way and that, optics snickting while regarding the group.<br> <br>Uvi nods to show that she understands everything. She seems to be a bit concerned about the heavy lifting she will have to do, but she is also determined. Uvi rolls up the sleeves of her labcoat and slithers away to grab a shovel and collect some dirt. She lets out a cute *umph* when she thrusts the tool into a dirt pile. Her upper body doesn't look strong at all, but her thick tail is rather powerful. Nanites sure are amazing in some ways...<br> <br>Arthur was surprised at how crass the human woman was. Even with his robotic head, his eyes were clearly expressing the words 'Seriously?' He wanted to take a deep breath, but how was he supposed to do that without lungs or nose? Wait, just expose the heatsinks via... Upper back flaps? Before he can actually process that, the mecha mole had already given him instructions, almost instinctively replying with "Roger that". | ||
| + | The giant robot did pay attention to his steps, not wanting to get yelled at for leaving cracks, holes or other similar marks. Getting debris out of the way shouldn't be too hard or too different from when he helped with that building project, though he was sporting a different mutation then. Grab, lift, get it out of the way, repeat.<br> <br>"Yeah, unless you've already fuckin' got cement somewhere I ain't seein' I have no fuckin' clue how you expect that shit ta get made out of nowhere." Lizzie grumbled, watching Uvi head over to get dirt with a shovel with a shake of her head. "Holy shit that looks like it's gonna fuckin' take forever ta fill a damn hole... Major props for just goin' the fuckin' hard route." She nods, cracking her fingers and waiting for debris to get out of her path by the others. "I ain't one ta do shit the hard way when I got other options though." With a little concentration stretches out with her earth nanomagic, willing the earth to move on its own over towards any revealed potholes to pack inside then smoothing it down with an application of her scuplting nanomagic afterwards.[[Category:RPLogs]] | ||
Latest revision as of 17:38, 2 January 2018
Participants
Date
2/1/2018
Log
It's a moderately cold day at 44 degrees outside with the winds fairly light in the winter morning. Several of the prospective road clearers have started to arrive, a rather tall Mecha Mole figure standing in the center and motioning for others to come closer. The mechanical figure's tinny voice zzzrks out, "Come on and get together. We'll start making plans for the clean-up effort here in a moment!" A drill-like arm is waved in a beckoning motion.
A cute and rather peculiar redhead lamia girl with jello tail slowly slithers through the crowd, briefly glancing over surrounding workers. She is hugging her leather bag tight to her chest. When she notices the robot, shy shyly aproaches it, and says, "Ohayou~! Uvi, reporting for duty!" She smiles and awaits it's reaction.
Arthur saw the call for some help with the roads and figured they could use some muscle. Or something else he might be of use. He arrived on foot and approached the mecha mole, his current form that of a giant robot. "Hello. I've come to help with the, the road job. I can change my form if, uh, it's something that could be more helpful. Nanite adept." It was weird for him to hear his own voice through the electronic speaker.
Lizzie walks up towards the mecha creature and pulls out a small flask to take a quick pull from. Her usual shorts were replaced with a nice pair of work jeans for whatever was to come and a thick jacket lays on her torso to keep her warm in the chilly weather. "Is this just a fuckin' plannin' meetin' or are we gonna get some shit done? I ain't usually goin' on the road crews much when I get my shit done."
Looking over towards the giant robot, neck craning up to get a full look at him, she just slowly shakes her head. "Yeah, kay. Fuckin' looks like we got the god damn tin man, from the looks of wobbly tail I'm guessin' she ain't here for muscle so... gonna go with the fuckin' lion, and that'll make me dorathy here cause this shit ain't kansas. What the fuck you need us ta do anyway before the jolly chrome giant shoves his big ass foot down and makes a new pothole?"
The mecha mole flags at the giant robot, not that much smaller than it, and that tinny, mechanical voice emits, "You'll do fine. Just be careful not to make any new pot holes! Heavy feet make for heavy steps, right?" The mole's treads, tank-like, whirr and carry the figure along the lines of the dutiful volunteers, "Alright, then. We'll want the largest folks to go through first and lift away the largest portions of debris. The roadway," the robot points towards the section of road, "is where we're starting. Once we reach the crossroads, we'll split into three groups and cover the extensions. From there, we'll regroup! Those with the right knowhow, we'll want to be filling pits and holes with sturdy sediment! Packed dirt will do, mixed with gravel, or, if we've got it, some cement mixtures will do wonderfully! AFterwards, we'll be coating with tar! Is that understood?" The mole's head turns this way and that, optics snickting while regarding the group.
Uvi nods to show that she understands everything. She seems to be a bit concerned about the heavy lifting she will have to do, but she is also determined. Uvi rolls up the sleeves of her labcoat and slithers away to grab a shovel and collect some dirt. She lets out a cute *umph* when she thrusts the tool into a dirt pile. Her upper body doesn't look strong at all, but her thick tail is rather powerful. Nanites sure are amazing in some ways...
Arthur was surprised at how crass the human woman was. Even with his robotic head, his eyes were clearly expressing the words 'Seriously?' He wanted to take a deep breath, but how was he supposed to do that without lungs or nose? Wait, just expose the heatsinks via... Upper back flaps? Before he can actually process that, the mecha mole had already given him instructions, almost instinctively replying with "Roger that".
The giant robot did pay attention to his steps, not wanting to get yelled at for leaving cracks, holes or other similar marks. Getting debris out of the way shouldn't be too hard or too different from when he helped with that building project, though he was sporting a different mutation then. Grab, lift, get it out of the way, repeat.
"Yeah, unless you've already fuckin' got cement somewhere I ain't seein' I have no fuckin' clue how you expect that shit ta get made out of nowhere." Lizzie grumbled, watching Uvi head over to get dirt with a shovel with a shake of her head. "Holy shit that looks like it's gonna fuckin' take forever ta fill a damn hole... Major props for just goin' the fuckin' hard route." She nods, cracking her fingers and waiting for debris to get out of her path by the others. "I ain't one ta do shit the hard way when I got other options though." With a little concentration stretches out with her earth nanomagic, willing the earth to move on its own over towards any revealed potholes to pack inside then smoothing it down with an application of her scuplting nanomagic afterwards.
