04-11-2022, 04:14 AM
A faint whir of some sort of motor at first only distantly audible and progressively draws nearer. Then, a click and the sound of plastic footsteps lasts for a short few moments. The miniature door (which is part of the lower section of a much larger door) opens up to a greyish mobile phone type, with purplish details. They look more than a bit stiff, their eyespots a bit lost. They're leaning a bit on the doorframe. Behind them the expanse of the workshop is evident. There's some various stuff. Mostly tables. Complex-size tables. And a few machines. And notably a tiny truck, reminiscent of stuff construction workers haul rocks with, but you know, tcp scale.
Despite being a bit worse for wear right now, they still talk a lot. they do not stop talking for a moment after they start. it's a continuous stream of words that could rival a freight train.
"hey. so you're here. hope the weather wasn't to bad on the way here. currently i have a nonstop static sound in my head due to this dumb fucking magic weather. i want to hit whoever invented weather in the face. anyhow, i'll show you over to where you want to be. sorry about the wait and, you're gonna have to wait a second. this workshop was set up for complexes before i got here so. The uh, smaller stuff is toward the back. luckily i have a little truck so. it won't be too long. feel free to put your bags in the back seat area or the bin if you prefer that. you're probably riding shotgun unless you really like riding in the back seat of trucks or like. want to sit in the bin. or walk. uh. yeah. anyhow uh. names? i do have another name other than abberant incandecense. yes. plyfenn. it's a good name. what's your name. oh also how was getting here? anything you need or that i can get for you?"
Despite being a bit worse for wear right now, they still talk a lot. they do not stop talking for a moment after they start. it's a continuous stream of words that could rival a freight train.
"hey. so you're here. hope the weather wasn't to bad on the way here. currently i have a nonstop static sound in my head due to this dumb fucking magic weather. i want to hit whoever invented weather in the face. anyhow, i'll show you over to where you want to be. sorry about the wait and, you're gonna have to wait a second. this workshop was set up for complexes before i got here so. The uh, smaller stuff is toward the back. luckily i have a little truck so. it won't be too long. feel free to put your bags in the back seat area or the bin if you prefer that. you're probably riding shotgun unless you really like riding in the back seat of trucks or like. want to sit in the bin. or walk. uh. yeah. anyhow uh. names? i do have another name other than abberant incandecense. yes. plyfenn. it's a good name. what's your name. oh also how was getting here? anything you need or that i can get for you?"