Second Verse, Same as the First

[ceasetoexist]

 [Well, those last two weeks certainly sucked. Halloween, at least, was pretty cool as usual, but even Pokey couldn't pretend it exactly made up for being burned to death in his home. He'd tried not to think about it as everything had gone on, since it wasn't like it was the first time he had died here. But he couldn't. He couldn't stop thinking about how he'd died essentially afraid and alone, and that pissed him off.

It didn't help that he apparently had another group of people stalking him, because of the devices BLU Engie had taught him to make. And in part, that was something else he didn't want to think much about either. A lot of people he'd known had gotten droned in the past month. Engie had just been the most dominant in his mind. Though really, he should be kicking himself for caring, because it was obvious that Engie was going to leave. And all he had wanted from the guy was knowledge about how to build things, right? Right.

He needed to get his mind off everything. Get his mind off everything and start protecting himself. And what better way to do that then to make a Sentry gun like Engie had taught him?

So yeah. Feel free to notice as you go about your day that there's a kid on Ricardo Street who appears to be making what's pretty clearly a weapon on his front lawn.]

Comments

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

It is, but still worth watchin' sometimes for the laugh.

[He laughs at that. The kids in this town all had pretty high opinions of themselves, that's for sure.]

Well good luck with it, kid. "Don't shoot your eye out" as they say. Take it easy! [Off he saunters]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[And he'll just watch Quinn walk off. Weird guy, but at least he didn't seem to be one of the worse people in town. And he sounded like he knew something about technology. Maybe he could take advantage of him somehow in order to see if he could learn anything new later, possibly.]