Edward Elric (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
automailed) wrote2011-07-16 09:06 pm
automailed) wrote2011-07-16 09:06 pm
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[The journal clicks on as it drops to the ground, recording a quiet curse and a dark screen. After a moment it lifts up, revealing a flash view of Edward in a tank top as he tilts his arm, prodding at the metal limb that is apparently not cooperating as well as it should.]
What the hell is wrong with this thing? It's not-
[And his words are quite abruptly cut off as a small explosion sparks between the journal and his shoulder, and there's a flurry of images too smothered by motion blur to really make any sense. The audio, or what can be made out beyond the rush of air, is replaced by a startled yelp, followed by silence... and then, as the journal crashes into the foliage after a few moments, a steady stream of colourful and half-muffled curses.
To illustrate...
Action-wise: Edward is going to be around the town today, though not his usual, unhappily-composed self. No, today he is going to be chasing his arm around the town, since it's apparently decided to malfunction and start going off completely at random! So maybe you see it flying past you. Maybe you see it crash. Maybe it crashes into you. Or maybe, while running, he trips, stumbles, and... rolls on one foot in a mad flail as if on skates or something. Today is just not his day at all.
In other words? Haruhi got her way, as usual...]
What the hell is wrong with this thing? It's not-
[And his words are quite abruptly cut off as a small explosion sparks between the journal and his shoulder, and there's a flurry of images too smothered by motion blur to really make any sense. The audio, or what can be made out beyond the rush of air, is replaced by a startled yelp, followed by silence... and then, as the journal crashes into the foliage after a few moments, a steady stream of colourful and half-muffled curses.
To illustrate...
Action-wise: Edward is going to be around the town today, though not his usual, unhappily-composed self. No, today he is going to be chasing his arm around the town, since it's apparently decided to malfunction and start going off completely at random! So maybe you see it flying past you. Maybe you see it crash. Maybe it crashes into you. Or maybe, while running, he trips, stumbles, and... rolls on one foot in a mad flail as if on skates or something. Today is just not his day at all.
In other words? Haruhi got her way, as usual...]
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Do you need it... uh. Connected or something?
[Because he's already demonstrated having terrible luck with that recently.]
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Backwards.
See how helpful he is?]
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Wait, why can't he see that guy anymore.]
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No, I'm still here.
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[lololol]
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[trolololol- okay, okay, he'll be nice.
...in a minute.]
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...] [... More like in front, huh?]
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[And he goes to turn it around! Except for the having only one arm deal makes that difficult.]
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[Pffffft okay yeah, that's good enough. Edward reaches up to give it a little experimental twist. Will that do it?]
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Robo-Ky is just quiet after hearing that noise.]
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.......
.......
Did he just kill a robot.]
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Maybe your head is defective.
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[Except for the part about how his defective arm punched it clean off his neck, and that he claimed to have been fixed by a shitty mechanic in the first place. And the fact that it really is totally defective. But he's still not defective!]
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[Yeah, he'd really like to see him fix this problem by himself.]
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Yeah, sure. Sorry about that. You'll be okay on your own, then?
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