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thebastion2014-07-22 08:39 pm
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211 :: Open || ON THE ROAD TO BROKEN BONES
Who: Calem & You!
Open: Open
When: Day 211
Where: Somewhere close to the Daycare Center where there's a bit of a space.
What: Building the universe's most shoddy halfpipe and ramp
Format: starting with prose but pick whatever you like and I'll follow.
Warnings: Dumb Teenager Ideas!
There were a great many things Calem missed from his world. Most of them he could do little to nothing about. He could not pull fancy boutiques and trendy cafes out of his pocket. However there were a FEW things he felt he could make himself easily enough. Namely some fun things to skate on. Bastion had a notible lack of skateparks, long rails good for grinding down, or really any decent things to jump from. So in the morning he went out with Gogoat and a big length of rope and spent a good couple hours finding miscellaneous useful looking junk from the Skyway, tying it up and having Gogoat drag it back to Bastion.
That's where things got tricky. Assembling a skatepark was NOT one of Calem's many talents. No most would say he was rather BAD at it. Not that it deterred him in the slightest. He just continued on his merry way. The ramp was easy! First he took an old barrel (heavily reinforced with duck tape. Gotta think about safety after all!) and leaned a piece of slightly warped particle board up against it and banged a few nails in. Done in five minutes. Perfection.
The halfpipe of his dreams though was considerably more difficult. As of now he just had a few random pieces of wood sort of leaning up against one another.
"Hmmm... I guess it's not looking too bad. Guys?" he looked towards Lucario who was dutifully holding a box of nails and Gogoat who was busy knocking around the battered remains of what was once most likely a wooden shipping pallet,
Gogoat paused long enough to stamp his hooves in approval. Lucario meanwhile shook his head. This was a terribly idea. His trained was once again going to attempt to kill himself.
"Good! Back to work then!" Calem grinned and turned back to the misshapen monstrosity that was already teetering and on the verge of collapse and hammered another nail into place (narrowly avoiding his thumb for what was probably the hundredth time today).
Nothing bad could possibly come out of this!
Open: Open
When: Day 211
Where: Somewhere close to the Daycare Center where there's a bit of a space.
What: Building the universe's most shoddy halfpipe and ramp
Format: starting with prose but pick whatever you like and I'll follow.
Warnings: Dumb Teenager Ideas!
There were a great many things Calem missed from his world. Most of them he could do little to nothing about. He could not pull fancy boutiques and trendy cafes out of his pocket. However there were a FEW things he felt he could make himself easily enough. Namely some fun things to skate on. Bastion had a notible lack of skateparks, long rails good for grinding down, or really any decent things to jump from. So in the morning he went out with Gogoat and a big length of rope and spent a good couple hours finding miscellaneous useful looking junk from the Skyway, tying it up and having Gogoat drag it back to Bastion.
That's where things got tricky. Assembling a skatepark was NOT one of Calem's many talents. No most would say he was rather BAD at it. Not that it deterred him in the slightest. He just continued on his merry way. The ramp was easy! First he took an old barrel (heavily reinforced with duck tape. Gotta think about safety after all!) and leaned a piece of slightly warped particle board up against it and banged a few nails in. Done in five minutes. Perfection.
The halfpipe of his dreams though was considerably more difficult. As of now he just had a few random pieces of wood sort of leaning up against one another.
"Hmmm... I guess it's not looking too bad. Guys?" he looked towards Lucario who was dutifully holding a box of nails and Gogoat who was busy knocking around the battered remains of what was once most likely a wooden shipping pallet,
Gogoat paused long enough to stamp his hooves in approval. Lucario meanwhile shook his head. This was a terribly idea. His trained was once again going to attempt to kill himself.
"Good! Back to work then!" Calem grinned and turned back to the misshapen monstrosity that was already teetering and on the verge of collapse and hammered another nail into place (narrowly avoiding his thumb for what was probably the hundredth time today).
Nothing bad could possibly come out of this!
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His inner engineer is completely aghast at what he's seeing.
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He pretty proud of what he's managed to accomplish so far.
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"Put some weight on that before you try anything particularly daring, would you?" he offers helpfully. "Preferably not living weight. Unless you can train the goat to stomp on command."
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"Shhh..!" Calem's eyed widened and he waved his arms in front of him, "Gogoat loves nothing more then knocking things down! You must be careful and avoid saying things like that around him or he'll leave NOTHING standing!"
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He turns his attention back to the ramp then, and he shakes his head. "I can see fifteen points of failure on this thing," he says. "All of which would be catastrophic if you were to put weight on it."
btw I'm just assuming that colin's thread happens last timeline wise
Calem sealed his fate. Gogoat had been paying very close attention to the exchange, and, after hearing the word 'Bulldoze', he reared and hit the pathetic excuse of a halfpipe with all the force of a freight train. It never stood a chance.
That is 100% fine with me.
Colin watched as Gogoat went to town, and he gave an amused smirk. It was a terrible thing to see ones' work destroyed before your very eyes, but the goat had probably saved his master's life by preventing him from being able to mount the ramp.
"You look like you enjoyed that, Gogoat. May I pet you?" Colin asks before turning his attention to Calem. "A ramp needs to be able to take a lot of weight, a lot of applied weight. Heavy structural requirements... You may want to gather the shards for one. It's a difficult thing to build otherwise."
(OOC: Whoops, forgot which format I was using. YOU SAW NOTHING)
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"Yes... I considered that and pretty much everyone told me I should just do that..." he sighed in defeat, his shoulders slumping a little, "But I was just so convinced it was something I could handle on my own."
He kicked a small shard of wood. And now he had clean-up on top of everything else.
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Continuing to pet Gogoat on the head with one hand, and with the other hand, he reached over to pat Calem's shoulder. "Next time, come and ask me for help. I'll gladly show you what you need to do, and you can do it yourself if you really want to. Just don't rush it. If you rush it, that happens."
He gestures to the pile of rubble. "If you do it right... Gogoat here can climb over it, jump on it, stomp on it, and it'll stand up to it," he says. "Don't feel bad about making something wrong when you didn't know how in the first place. Just making the effort is noble in and of itself. Next time, make it right, and prove everyone else wrong."
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"You'd help me?" he found himself smiling a little. This was definitely not something he wanted to go spend shards on. Once he got something in his head that he wanted to do.. he just couldn't think of doing it any other way.
"I mean you'd give me some pointers or advice that is."
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Man, Gogoat, you are getting all the attention today. Colin's going to walk around Gogoat's side and run his hand along the Pokemon's back. "Science can help anyone, if they've got the patience to learn. I could see what you were going for, too. It just didn't have to base knowledge you needed to make it stable. If you really want to build it on your own, I can show you some blueprints and how to make the hard parts work?"