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ceasetoexistA.On Patridge Street
[Hey Patridge Street. You might have noticed that, since Sunday, there's been something that looks just like a massive wreck firmly placed in the middle of the street. It's hard to tell what the hell it could have been at first, some kind of vehicle obviously, but otherwise indecipherable with how much the thing has been wrecked. Bits and pieces of metal and machine work have been flung all around the street, with one massive ball of twisted, burnt metal at the center of it.
Next to this metal is a young boy, about twelve, just squatting in front of it. Staring at it, emptily. Lost.
Occasionally, he puts a hand against the ruined metal hull of whatever it had been. But he never says a word.
Bug him?]
B. Phone
[There's a small sighing sound, like someone trying to gather their courage before speaking. And then.]
Hey.
I know I'm not, like, the best person in the world, or the most tolerable in this hole, but.....look, I just....
[Pokey stops again, taking a few breaths before quickly just getting it out.]
I need help.
Anyone been to Partridge Drive? You know that giant hunk of blasted scrap metal over there? Yeah. That scrap metal is mine. Thing is, I'm not strong enough to....you know. Move it over to my house so I can fix it. So I need people who can...help move it to my house.
And...I might need some help, with some of the finer mechanical parts for being who're scientifically inclined. I mean, I can do most of it, don't get me wrong, I can do it pretty much by myself but....not all of it.
[Agitated. Defeated. Drained. The boy's voice is pretty hollow after all that's happened this week, to be honest.]
...I don't have much to offer. I guess....all I can do is say I owe whoever helps me one and...pay them back someway that way. I mean...I've got a lot of talents so hey it shouldn't be too hard but....
I need help.
[And then one last breath before finally, he's able to manage out.]
Please.
[Hey Patridge Street. You might have noticed that, since Sunday, there's been something that looks just like a massive wreck firmly placed in the middle of the street. It's hard to tell what the hell it could have been at first, some kind of vehicle obviously, but otherwise indecipherable with how much the thing has been wrecked. Bits and pieces of metal and machine work have been flung all around the street, with one massive ball of twisted, burnt metal at the center of it.
Next to this metal is a young boy, about twelve, just squatting in front of it. Staring at it, emptily. Lost.
Occasionally, he puts a hand against the ruined metal hull of whatever it had been. But he never says a word.
Bug him?]
B. Phone
[There's a small sighing sound, like someone trying to gather their courage before speaking. And then.]
Hey.
I know I'm not, like, the best person in the world, or the most tolerable in this hole, but.....look, I just....
[Pokey stops again, taking a few breaths before quickly just getting it out.]
I need help.
Anyone been to Partridge Drive? You know that giant hunk of blasted scrap metal over there? Yeah. That scrap metal is mine. Thing is, I'm not strong enough to....you know. Move it over to my house so I can fix it. So I need people who can...help move it to my house.
And...I might need some help, with some of the finer mechanical parts for being who're scientifically inclined. I mean, I can do most of it, don't get me wrong, I can do it pretty much by myself but....not all of it.
[Agitated. Defeated. Drained. The boy's voice is pretty hollow after all that's happened this week, to be honest.]
...I don't have much to offer. I guess....all I can do is say I owe whoever helps me one and...pay them back someway that way. I mean...I've got a lot of talents so hey it shouldn't be too hard but....
I need help.
[And then one last breath before finally, he's able to manage out.]
Please.
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Date: 2011-09-22 05:41 pm (UTC)B; phone immediately to action!
Date: 2011-09-22 05:53 pm (UTC)[There is a kid on the phone who needs help. That's really all Sora has to know and that's all she even says over the phone before setting off. She'll be there. Eventually. She isn't very good at directions, but she'll find Partridge Drive after some running around!
The wreckage is hard to miss, after all... um. It's at that spot where her searching comes to a halt so she can stare at it.]
...oh. That's bigger than I thought. [That's fine, though. Sora will think of something! But first, she'll look around the area for the boy who had originally been on the phone.] Hello?
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Date: 2011-09-22 06:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 06:11 pm (UTC)[It isn't long before Pokey comes into view. He raises an eyebrow at the girl, already kind of skeptical she can help.
But hey, looks can be deceiving here. Maybe she can.]
Think you can go anything to help me out?
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Date: 2011-09-22 07:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 07:33 pm (UTC)The big thing will be finding someone with a computer so I can reprogram the AI. You got one, or know someone who does?
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Date: 2011-09-22 07:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 07:44 pm (UTC)[And hey. At least he doesn't sound AS tired as he did a minute ago.]
I know you, don't I? Least I think I've heard your voice before.
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 08:13 pm (UTC)Yeah man, I'll help ya fix her, if ya want.
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:17 pm (UTC)[There's more things he could say about BM, but he won't at the moment.]
Thanks. ...I can do most of it, I'll just need help tuning up the finer parts. But...thank you.
Phone
Date: 2011-09-22 08:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 08:22 pm (UTC)Pokey Minch, by the way.
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:22 pm (UTC)Can you help move it, or can you help fix it?
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:23 pm (UTC)Pleasure to make a closer acquaintance Pokey. When you need Omoikane to help reprogram your friend give me a call.
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 08:27 pm (UTC)[And as soon as he manages where that street is...]
I'm afraid I wouldn't be of much assistance with the mechanical parts, though.
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:28 pm (UTC)Alright.
Seriously. Thanks. I owe you one, I guess.
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:29 pm (UTC)Dirty how?
Action
Date: 2011-09-22 08:31 pm (UTC)It's fine. I just need someone to help me get it to 502 Ricardo Street before some other jerk decides to mess with it or tear it up.
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 08:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-22 08:50 pm (UTC)She's kind of a special machine, you know?
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:51 pm (UTC)Quick question. How are you going to move it?
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Date: 2011-09-22 08:54 pm (UTC)