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driftfleet2017-04-28 07:00 am
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Chapter One
Who: Red Savarin and special guest, you!
Broadcast: Live, coast to coast
Action: The grand entrance of a new cast member on the Marsiva
When: Half past April 28th
"Come onnn...!"
Oddly-hurried footsteps followed the frustrated muttering on the video feed; those who glanced up as the sounds grew louder might have caught a moment of that bipedal canine- one fairly well dressed for piloting work, at that- jogging right through and past the frame before those sounds of movement hesitated.
"There's gotta be-- ah, maybe...?"
A soft, dull mechanical noise came through the speakers... followed by a wet, sopping plop. To those more familiarized ears, it sounded a bit like one of the food dispensers issuing out some of its--
"Ughhh!!"
Oh yeah. It was a food dispenser. And soon, it was Red rushing past the camera once again, his expression looking all the more frustrated on the second pass.
"Where're they keepin' the real food?!"
Broadcast: Live, coast to coast
Action: The grand entrance of a new cast member on the Marsiva
When: Half past April 28th
"Come onnn...!"
Oddly-hurried footsteps followed the frustrated muttering on the video feed; those who glanced up as the sounds grew louder might have caught a moment of that bipedal canine- one fairly well dressed for piloting work, at that- jogging right through and past the frame before those sounds of movement hesitated.
"There's gotta be-- ah, maybe...?"
A soft, dull mechanical noise came through the speakers... followed by a wet, sopping plop. To those more familiarized ears, it sounded a bit like one of the food dispensers issuing out some of its--
"Ughhh!!"
Oh yeah. It was a food dispenser. And soon, it was Red rushing past the camera once again, his expression looking all the more frustrated on the second pass.
"Where're they keepin' the real food?!"
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"Aha! I did it!"
To make her rocket punch come true, though, it requires more. And so she picks up her hand with her other hand, then throws it.
It's not just a normal throw, though. There does seem to be some thrust coming out of the back of her flying hand. It's just, flying really slow. And a little bit wobbly, like it's drunk.
"Rocket PAAAAAWNCH!" The hand strikes the nutrient machine, which spits out a random assortment of solid and semi-solid foodstuff.
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"THAT IS AMAZING"
For however nonplussed he was at her claim before, he was nearly starry-eyed at seeing her robotic... capability in the flesh. Or-- in the metal.
"You-- wh-- but you look so--"
His amazement seemed to have wrapped right around his tongue.