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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Mar 18, 2009 17:18:13 GMT -5
"Ahaha, bubble," Mayday mumbles to himself. "Totally never heard that one before..." Unfortunately a 'bubble'-suit sophisticated enough to let him truly work unhindered would likely be just as vulnerable to many of these afflictions as he is, with the unfortunate side effect of him being able to just run away from it.
Speaking up, he says, "Right. More design specs. I'm listening."
And he really is, despite the fact that all his attention appears to be directed towards attaching these two pieces of machinery together properly. It concerns ships; of course he's listening. Though there is also another part of his processor going, "Argh, isn't the whole point of the going-into-space thing to leave the organics behind?" Ignoring the fact that some of the Autobots here a part organic or something. And that most of them don't seem to have issues with organics. What's up with that anyway? Crazy, stupid planet...
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Post by Shanodin on Mar 19, 2009 8:48:08 GMT -5
Botanica nods, "Precisely, Long haul. It may seem a bit of an inconvenience, but I will be handling the majority of the actual design and programming for it. I just need to make sure that the base specs are set. I won't be able to do much with it till the segments are assembled above ground, but the work will move swiftly from that point onward." She bends over and collects something from the ground beneath her feet, a data disk which had been concealed...somewhere, but that had been dropped when she transformed. She floats over to Mayday and hold the disk out to him. "You'll pardon me if I've no faith in memory. The specs are here. I trust either you have a datapad capable of reading it? If not, I can remedy that situation shortly. Just don't lose the disk in the meantime." "Essentially, they are specs for creating a lighting system for the ship that mimics sunlight properties, and irrigation and water conversion systems for the room which will house the atrium." OOC: Based on context, I'm assuming Mayday's comment about leaving organics behind was a thought and not a voiced comment. Wasn't quite sure. If it was voice, let me know, and trust me, Botanica will react to it.
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Post by Long Haul on Mar 19, 2009 20:42:48 GMT -5
Long Haul inclines his head and says wistfully, "I wish Scrapper and Scavenger were here. They'd have been great for getting the soil into the thing." Then he shrugs and turns to head over to the plans Mayday had posted. "Eh. On the other hand, if they were here, they'd prolly be Decepticons, anyway. For the best, I imagine."
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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Mar 20, 2009 22:05:08 GMT -5
Whipping out a cleaning cloth, Mayday covers his fingers with it before taking the data disk from Botanic. He turns it this way and that, eyeing it critically. "I don't think I do. Er, have a thing to read it. Datapad. Datapad to read it," he says. "Lights and water, huh? Alright, shouldn't make for too many changes to the basic designs."
Giving the disc a thorough polishing, he once again returns to work, connecting a wire here, welding a bit there, with the practiced ease of someone who's done this sort of thing many, many times.
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Post by Shanodin on Mar 22, 2009 11:50:57 GMT -5
Botanica manages not to roll her eyes and sigh at Mayday as he takes the datadisk from her, despite the overwhelming urge to do so. Personalty quirks are all well and good, but really, why would any Maker give His construct such a debilitating problem?
"All right then. I should be able to cobble one together in the next day or so. Worst case, I'll beg one off someone else for you to borrow. Once you can take a look at them, please don't heasitate to call me if you've questions. My frequency is <insert frequency here>."
She turns and floats back to Long Haul, a look of concern on her face. She tries to reach up and lightly clasp his arm. Voice soft, she says, "And there is an equal chance that one of your brethren could be pulled from your time or before, or from some reality in which such a choice was ever made. Don't give up hope entirely, Long Haul."
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Post by Long Haul on Mar 22, 2009 15:40:19 GMT -5
"'Cept we ain't heard from no reality where that choice weren't ever made," Long Haul answers Botanica as he takes in the plans. He was part of the team that give Omega Supreme the ability to transform, so building a non-transforming space ship... is still complex, but when you break it down in little bits, not so much so. "And in some realities we have heard from, they were made bad from the beginning. Also... you notice that the times folks are pulled from tend to be lumped? I mean, sure, there's exceptions, like me, but most folks are all from the same couple of centuries, and even you Maximals aren't from too far distant. So you get everyone being yanked from right around the same period... and then run into occasional odd balls, like me and Skyfire." He shakes his head. "So's... I don't think the chances are really that equal at all, when it comes right down to it."
He taps a section of the plans. "Gonna get started on this fore starboard region, Mayday," he shouts. "Six-A, looks like?"
He looks down at the plantformer who's lightly clasping his arm and tries to lightly touch the back of her hand. "I got work to do." Then he remembers something. Tiny, for the most part, has reached a point where she can be allowed to wander free, but she does tend to gnaw. He looks over, and sees where she has now begun sniffing at a pile of supplies Long Haul brought up earlier. "Erm... soon as I go put a leash on that dragon, anyway."
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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Mar 24, 2009 17:22:25 GMT -5
"Mmkay, will do," Mayday replies to Botanic, buried up to his elbows in his work.
After a moment he gets up to grab another piece of machinery and haul it over, and is already well on his way to getting it attached properly when Long Haul calls over.
"Sounds fine!" he shouts back. "It'd be especially appreciated if you took care of any particularly heavy bits!" He flaps a hand limply at the end of one of his thin wrists in attempted explanation. Built for heavy lifting he was not.
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Post by Shanodin on Mar 29, 2009 23:21:06 GMT -5
Botanica likewise allows the touch and smiles at the Constructibot. "Well, all that considered, the possibility does still exist. Allow me the luxury of thinking positively for you, at least."
"Now, I need to head off and see about getting that datapad for Mayday. Do you, er, need me to take the mechadragon for you?" Botanica looks a bit...concerned at the idea. She hasn't had a chance to really get to know Tiny and as such isn't sure how the creature will react.
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Post by Long Haul on Mar 30, 2009 17:40:56 GMT -5
Long Haul stares levelly at Mayday for several moments after he requests that he handle the heavy items. "Well. Yeah," he answers, then shakes his head. Of course he's going to handle the heavy items! Then he looks at Botanica, down at Tiny, back at Mayday, repeat the cycle once more. Finally, he nods. "Yeah, you probably better take her back. Seems to make this one," he jerks his thumb towards Mayday, "nervous."
For Tiny's part, she'd probably view Botanica as some sort of weird plant. She doesn't eat plants. Botanica is safe.
OOC: Fade out into general work once Botanica leaves?
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Post by Mayday/Maddox Wayne on Mar 31, 2009 16:17:49 GMT -5
Mayday has become very involved in putting the contraption he's working on together. If someone listened carefully they might hear him singing tonelessly to himself.
"...the anode's connected to the green wire, and the green wire's connected to the contact, and the contact's connected to the circuit board..."
OOC: Sounds good to me!
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Post by Shanodin on Apr 1, 2009 9:00:26 GMT -5
Botanica nods, then goes to take up Tiny's leash. "Come along then, little girl."
After a few tugs, Tiny does follow along, though she makes a mournfully little chitter and tries to dig in her heels and headbutt Long Haul as they pass him. She doesn't really want to go, but she knows the drill by now.
"I will check back in with you both later."
OOC: Out of thread, dragon in tow.
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Post by Long Haul on Apr 1, 2009 17:20:01 GMT -5
Long Haul chuckles faintly and pats Tiny on the head as she tries to headbutt him, then waves after Botanica. "All right. See you 'round, boss-lady."
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