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driftfleet2015-09-20 12:36 pm
electrostatics) wrote in driftfleet2015-09-20 12:36 pm
Entry tags:
first shock | video
Who: anyone who wants to watch this loser build some terrible construction out of dubious food material
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Caprine
When: September 20, evening
[ What's this? The camera shows the view of the table in the galley.
Someone offscreen is painstakingly constructing....something on a plate, cutting up solids to serve as the construction material. They don't appear to care what flavour it is, only that it's being carefully chopped into bricks and co-opted for the noble purposes of construction.
Occasionally there's movement from the edge of the screen, footsteps to and from the table, and the sound of the protein machine dispensing more of randomly-chosen foodstuff. Gel is carefully layered onto the small, solid 'bricks' of food to create a kind of mortar, and sticks of solid are pressed into service and shaped to provide appropriate support.
It holds solidly together, enough that whatever this person is building is taking shape quite quickly. It appears to be, when it's done...
Some kind of pixel imitation of a spaceship. Thrusters, fins, and all.
They sit back, turning the camera towards them, to reveal someone who doesn't look very human. The camera passes by an untouched plate of dessert cream. ]
I think I used every flavour to make this.[ He motions to the spaceship model on the plate. ] Go ahead and eat it if you want.
[ He sounds bored. After a moment, he stands, picks up the communicator and turns it off. ]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Caprine
When: September 20, evening
[ What's this? The camera shows the view of the table in the galley.
Someone offscreen is painstakingly constructing....something on a plate, cutting up solids to serve as the construction material. They don't appear to care what flavour it is, only that it's being carefully chopped into bricks and co-opted for the noble purposes of construction.
Occasionally there's movement from the edge of the screen, footsteps to and from the table, and the sound of the protein machine dispensing more of randomly-chosen foodstuff. Gel is carefully layered onto the small, solid 'bricks' of food to create a kind of mortar, and sticks of solid are pressed into service and shaped to provide appropriate support.
It holds solidly together, enough that whatever this person is building is taking shape quite quickly. It appears to be, when it's done...
Some kind of pixel imitation of a spaceship. Thrusters, fins, and all.
They sit back, turning the camera towards them, to reveal someone who doesn't look very human. The camera passes by an untouched plate of dessert cream. ]
I think I used every flavour to make this.[ He motions to the spaceship model on the plate. ] Go ahead and eat it if you want.
[ He sounds bored. After a moment, he stands, picks up the communicator and turns it off. ]
no subject
The augment? Yeah, I got that. I guess it's useful, but not being able to tamper with it... [ He rubs the back of his neck, feeling that discomfort. ] It's suspicious.
no subject
[Uncomfortable to say the least, yes--and if his own visible unhappiness at the topic is anything to go by, Megaman still hasn't really adjusted to it yet either. He's had quite enough of being tampered with without his permission to last a lifetime already, honestly, but--that's another rant for another time. (And another person. Ah...)
There's another awkward pause, though, because the natural inclination to be helpful to newcomers still wars with who this particular newcomer is. Megaman had maybe been attempting to work past that a little bit, just now, but it's quickly apparent that he's at a loss again. So, after a bit...]
--A lot of people here have been around for awhile. Your crew might be able to help you out with questions and things, too. So... [wow could this get literally any more awkward...GLANCING AWAY FROM THE FEED A BIT NOW] So I guess, you want to get back working on your, uh...your spaceship, now. I'll leave you alone.
[FOR NOW..........]