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thebastion2014-10-21 01:45 am
dragonsorcsandwolves) wrote in thebastion2014-10-21 01:45 am
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Day 241 | Open
Who: Rob, Anyone
Open: Open
When: 241
Where: Near the donut bush and the cubic oak tree, then heading over to Colin's workshop.
What: The Bastion now has a cart to move big stuff around with.Along with sandpaper plants/"gritleaf" but shush those aren't important right now.
Format: Will match
Warnings: None yet
Rob hasn't made a big deal about the project he's been working on for the past ten days. Actually, he hasn't made any kind of deal about it, and there are maybe three people in the Bastion who he's mentioned it to, aside from anyone who might've wandered by in the meantime and seen him at work. But now he's finally finished it: a two-wheeled cart that a person (or some sort of draft animal if someone knows how to rig up a harness system) can use to move heavy or bulky items around with. With the exception of nails and a few fittings, the cart is entirely made of wood from the cubic oak tree. What? It's not very impressive for ten days of work? You try turning logs into planks with only a handsaw and see how long it takes you. (Rob's note to self: make a lumber mill at some point.)
Entirely unrelated are the foot-tall plants with rough undersides to their leaves that popped up on Day 238 in a fair-sized clump near the cubic oak tree and in singles here and there around the rest of the Bastion, leaves from which Rob's been using as sandpaper.
But the cart's done now, and after a final sanding of the handles to remove a rough spot he missed, he hefts half a square log from the cubic oak tree onto the cart and takes it for a partially-loaded test pull. He has no idea how this is supposed to feel, but it seems like it's working all right, so he'll call it a success for now. He heads over to Colin's workshop with it, pausing midway to mop the sweat from his brow and toss his sodden tank top on the cart. Ladies and gentlemen, feast your eyes on... pasty white flesh, tan lines from the tank top, and a slight gut. ...Okay never mind.
In any case, he'll be knocking on Colin's door once he arrives, and he can be accosted at any point along his journey.
[For reference, let's say the cart looks something like this.]
Open: Open
When: 241
Where: Near the donut bush and the cubic oak tree, then heading over to Colin's workshop.
What: The Bastion now has a cart to move big stuff around with.
Format: Will match
Warnings: None yet
Rob hasn't made a big deal about the project he's been working on for the past ten days. Actually, he hasn't made any kind of deal about it, and there are maybe three people in the Bastion who he's mentioned it to, aside from anyone who might've wandered by in the meantime and seen him at work. But now he's finally finished it: a two-wheeled cart that a person (or some sort of draft animal if someone knows how to rig up a harness system) can use to move heavy or bulky items around with. With the exception of nails and a few fittings, the cart is entirely made of wood from the cubic oak tree. What? It's not very impressive for ten days of work? You try turning logs into planks with only a handsaw and see how long it takes you. (Rob's note to self: make a lumber mill at some point.)
Entirely unrelated are the foot-tall plants with rough undersides to their leaves that popped up on Day 238 in a fair-sized clump near the cubic oak tree and in singles here and there around the rest of the Bastion, leaves from which Rob's been using as sandpaper.
But the cart's done now, and after a final sanding of the handles to remove a rough spot he missed, he hefts half a square log from the cubic oak tree onto the cart and takes it for a partially-loaded test pull. He has no idea how this is supposed to feel, but it seems like it's working all right, so he'll call it a success for now. He heads over to Colin's workshop with it, pausing midway to mop the sweat from his brow and toss his sodden tank top on the cart. Ladies and gentlemen, feast your eyes on... pasty white flesh, tan lines from the tank top, and a slight gut. ...Okay never mind.
In any case, he'll be knocking on Colin's door once he arrives, and he can be accosted at any point along his journey.
[For reference, let's say the cart looks something like this.]
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...He'd intended to respond to her question in a way consistent with the roleplaying she seemed to be doing (or at least he assumes it's roleplay, given her modern fashion sense), but he's drawing a blank on what to say, so this has suddenly turned into Rob staring at her with a vacant and blank expression on his face.]
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[Okay, she was a bit disappointed by that reaction. Maybe even 'Get off my cart!' would have been amusing, but... nope, nothing. She's not entirely unused to catching people off guard with her behavior, though]
Yo, I'm Ibuki Mioda! Nice to meet mew.
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By the way, you should probably avoid the hospital until the exorcists are done with it.
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[Part of him wonders if this is something he actually wants to know about, because "exorcists" implies things.]
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[Ibuki did you really have to shout that loud...]
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The actual content of her shout fails to be grasped by his mind immediately, since he's too distracted by her volume.]
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Don't worry, Robby! The ghost might be creepy, but I bet the exorcists will take it down in no time!
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Ghosts...
[He rubs the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on. Mostly from Ibuki.]
I shouldn't be surprised with how many worlds are represented here. It was probably inevitable that a ghost would end up here eventually.
...I wonder if this means that ghosts exist in my world, or if metaphysics is different in each world.
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Nice cart! Did you make it with the monument?
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Not exactly. I made the tree that the wood came from with the Monument, but I made the cart by hand.
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Ibuki commends you on your perseverance and craftsmanship!
[She is being sincere with her praise]
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Does Ibuki want to know what happens if the Monument runs out of power?
Okay, don't answer that!
Ibuki will be careful with shards and everything!