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exsilium2012-04-10 01:52 am
evilboygoofball) wrote in exsilium2012-04-10 01:52 am
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[002] Video; NOT QUITE AS KEIKAKU
[When the video feed clicks on, it shows Jack looking a little ragged.
He's got bags under his eyes, he's missing his signature black jacket,
instead sporting a red sleeveless t-shirt, one of the lenses on his goggles
is cracked and he's got a twig sticking out of his hair, which is also
looking pretty messy too. Despite that, he's grinning, in a lame attempt
at looking smug.]
What's happening, losers!? As I'm sure MOST of you didn't even notice,
your old pal Jack here decided to do a little midnight shopping last night!
[At that, he hoists a burlap sack with a hole or two in it and turns
towards a table nearby, emptying the contents onto it. There's a few random
kitchen appliances, the odd lamp or two, and generally things you might
find in your average living area.]
Aside one or two little snags, it all went PERFECTLY! And none of
you even noticed! Hahahahahah! Just thought I'd let you know if you go
to make yourself something in the kitchen and can't find your toaster,
or maybe try and look down the back of the couch for a missing remote or
something, it's here, and getting much better use than it would've if you
still had it!
I wouldn't try getting it back either. I got something else
a little more deadly than a toaster last night as well, and I'd hate to
have to make it crush any of you losers the first time I have to use it.
[Calling a bluff? Or is he serious? OH THE SUSPENSE.]
Anyway-
[Nope, that appears to be someone's hand and it is shoving its way into Jack's face, effectively knocking him out of view. Instead there's Raimundo, or if you don't know him, a tan-skinned kid with a Brazilian accent looking none too impressed with Jack's gloating.]
Anyway, I'm gonna go ahead and preemptively apologize for this idiot. If something's missing from your place, come by and I'll give it back. I managed to loot some of his stash when he broke into my place.
[ooc: red is Jack, green is Raimundo. open to anything, even if you weren't robbed but wanna comment on this mess, or maybe you were robbed but he somehow managed to avoid waking you, go for it. s'all good.]
He's got bags under his eyes, he's missing his signature black jacket,
instead sporting a red sleeveless t-shirt, one of the lenses on his goggles
is cracked and he's got a twig sticking out of his hair, which is also
looking pretty messy too. Despite that, he's grinning, in a lame attempt
at looking smug.]
What's happening, losers!? As I'm sure MOST of you didn't even notice,
your old pal Jack here decided to do a little midnight shopping last night!
[At that, he hoists a burlap sack with a hole or two in it and turns
towards a table nearby, emptying the contents onto it. There's a few random
kitchen appliances, the odd lamp or two, and generally things you might
find in your average living area.]
Aside one or two little snags, it all went PERFECTLY! And none of
you even noticed! Hahahahahah! Just thought I'd let you know if you go
to make yourself something in the kitchen and can't find your toaster,
or maybe try and look down the back of the couch for a missing remote or
something, it's here, and getting much better use than it would've if you
still had it!
I wouldn't try getting it back either. I got something else
a little more deadly than a toaster last night as well, and I'd hate to
have to make it crush any of you losers the first time I have to use it.
[Calling a bluff? Or is he serious? OH THE SUSPENSE.]
Anyway-
[Nope, that appears to be someone's hand and it is shoving its way into Jack's face, effectively knocking him out of view. Instead there's Raimundo, or if you don't know him, a tan-skinned kid with a Brazilian accent looking none too impressed with Jack's gloating.]
Anyway, I'm gonna go ahead and preemptively apologize for this idiot. If something's missing from your place, come by and I'll give it back. I managed to loot some of his stash when he broke into my place.
[ooc: red is Jack, green is Raimundo. open to anything, even if you weren't robbed but wanna comment on this mess, or maybe you were robbed but he somehow managed to avoid waking you, go for it. s'all good.]
private -> action
[And cue him hanging up.
ONE HOUR LATER
The door opens by itself after a school bell rings in the distance. The Door to Mod's room will open and Mod will be walking out of it.]
Ah good, you're 'ere.
no subject
except he barely knows his roommates and oh god what if they beat him up.In any case he walks in, stops, then folds his arms, trying to look unimpressed. Cause, y'know, can't seem too amazed.]
Yeah, I'm Here. So what's this big bad secret project of yours?
no subject
Just gonna have to deal with that, Jackie.Mod grins, leading Jack into his room.]I'm so glad you asked me that, Jack. Take a gander at this.
[And he points with his cane to a table, continuing blueprints to a very complex robot...and then said robot, albeit half-finished, on the table with it. To the side of it is its gun, fully completed.]
This is one of the main forces in my army, the Coldsteam Guards. I 'aven't found enough parts let to complete the legs, but the rest of its body is fully operational. Feel free to look at the blueprints, might give you some ideas.
no subject
...yeah he's too excited to focus on just one thing.]
Well, hey, I've got some stuff! I mean actual stuff, not the kitchen stuff I robbed. I was saving it but it might just be enough? I figure it wasn't enough for a whole robot so I'd just leave it for a while. Save it for something.
no subject
...minus the squealing. We really need to work on that.]
Oh? Well if it's as 'igh quality as you say, I'm sure it'll be useful.
no subject
So! Uh, what can it do aside shooting a gun? Or is that it?
no subject
[He then shifts his weight and leans on his cane yet again. Then he starts counting off the skills on his fingers.]
It also 'as a hypnoscreen underneath its chest plate, don't stare at that, super strength, though that's a must with robots these days, an' that isn't an ordinary gun. Think of it as a hand canon.
[He smirks.]
So any way you look at it, this bot packs a punch.