Since These Seem To Be Popular [Action]

[ceasetoexist]

You can run into and interact with Pokey doing a few different things around town today starting mid-afternoon.

Option One
As you go about your day today, you'll find Pokey walking down the streets of the town, carrying a set of multicolored chalk with him. Every once in awhile, usually at the end of the street, you'll see him drawing what appears to be an odd, nine-blocked hop-scotch board. Inside the first eight blocks, he even draws weird little things like flowers and the like. Oddly childish considering, if anyone knew his actual, apparent personality.

While he's starting this little endeavor on Ricardo street as usual, you can find him doing this on each street he can get to.

Option Two
Pokey has managed to make his way out of the kids section of the library (after making a mess and scattering several adventure books and comic books on the floor, or course), and has made his way to the adult men's book area. He seems to be looking for something and is getting more and more pissy that he can't appear to find it, casually throwing books about golfing and shaving and the like to the ground as he continues his search.

Option Three
Here, Pokey can be found poking around just about everywhere. He generally seems to be attempting to avoid people, though he occasionally seems to try and ruin a game of kickball a bunch of younger, droned kids are having for the pure entertainment it seems to give him to be a dick.

Otherwise, he's attempting to head into any more secluded areas of the park, actively attempting to poke around and find what could work as hiding spots, which he seems to be writing down descriptions of in a small notebook he has with him.

Option Four
[If anyone is headed to Jonathon's Tools today, there's a good chance you're going to see the store-keeper trying to calm down a whining, irate, blue-skinned twelve year old boy.]

Young man, please realize that I can't see you a circular saw. You need to-

I don't care what I need to do, jerkwad! I already told you that my dad asked me to buy that saw!

Well, if you could get your father, I could-

Isn't this supposed to be the friggin' fifties, where you people will just give kids anything if they have the money for it?

[And yeah, that conversation will pretty much go on like that...]

Comments

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

Jus' wonderin' if you could use a hand there.

[[He's a smidge irritated by the whole ripping through the library thing, but Engie figures if he could rush this along, maybe the damage could be minimized. Dude likes his libraries intact, yo.]]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Fine.

You know if there's anything in this peace of crap library on military history or technology?

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Prolly nothin' on either, but Ah might be able t' help with th' technology part. [[Because come on, he's an Engineer. Solving practical problems is a typical thing for him.]]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Really? You got books on it? Cause I'm just looking for entertainment.

...It's not crap like calling plumbing technology or something, is it?

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

No books, but. You think buildin' sentry guns an' teleporters counts as technology?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....Yes sir.

Yes I do.

[Awww, look at the widdle sociopathic smile, Engie.]

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

Ah'd think somethin' was up if you didn't. 'S good stuff.

[[It's cute and disturbing at the same time!]]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Who doesn't love teleporters or weapons?

...And...could you...teach me how to make them?

[He's all the best and worst of what you'll find in curious children rolled up into one and active all the time.]

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

Precisely what Ah'd like t' know.

But well, Ah could prolly show you a thing or two. [[Shrug.]] Ah got time.
[[And pfff Engie is facilitating something he is so going to regret right here.]]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He almost looks...cute with how gleeful he seems.]

Awesome. I was getting so bored with the lack of anything interesting to do in this town.

[Maybe, maybe not. Luckily Pokey hasn't met anyone he really hates yet. Except maybe Mao. So maybe he won't go utterly insane with awesome technology?]

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

Yeah, 's a bit dull, ain't it? [[Engie pulls a face. Mayfield wasn't really a big timeshift for him, so he at least knows what's remotely interesting at the moment.]] But anyway, when d'ya want t' start?

[[come young paduwan and Engie will teach you the waaaays. Hopefully, hopefully.]]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He tosses a book in the air by its side casually, catching it as it comes down.]

Hell, I don't care. Any time is as good as another. ...Weekends would probably work best, if school's starting soon.

[Oh, he pulls a face at having to think about going to school again.]

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

There's that, yeah. So how's Saturday sound for th' first lesson?
[[Engie's kind of bored and Pokey seems pretty willing to learn, so he's okay with the idea of doing a bit of teaching. Shouldn't be any worse than dealing with the heavies back at training camp, yeah?]]

[[Welp, best extracurricular activity ever?]]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Sounds good to me, mister.

I'm Pokey Minch, by the way.

[And the weird, chubby kid with a light blue hue to his skin holds out his hand.]

[Hell's yeah it's the best extracurricular activity ever.]

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

Jus' call me' Engie. [[And he will shake hands. and thus a mad scientist team was formed.]]

[[Sure is better than studying or being on a school team!]]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Alright. So where do I find you then? [Mad scientists certainly no one is mad here]

[Don't need that crap when you have SCIENCE!]

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

1447 Mitchell. Ah'll have it all set up in th' garage.

[[GARAGE SCIENCE!]]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Sweet. I'll see you then.

[And, since he got more or less what he wanted, he's heading off to leave. Of course, he's not going to bother cleaning up the books he threw to the ground. Fuck that shit.]