Re: Inexorable Altercation [Round II - Armada]
10-03-2010, 04:50 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Schazer.
"Ugh. Did your decrepit circuits protest that as much as I did?"
O'Rylath, the incorporeal entity he was, hadn't taken to kindly to the dimensional leap. OTTO was silent for a moment as he ran the scans, then replied with irksome cheerfulness. "Nope. All systems operational, only potential complication is this salt air. Still, my alloys'll hold up-"
"Really."
The warbot would've frowned at this point, if he were capable. He settled for an exasperated whine instead, knowing his ethereal companion wasn't doubting the salt-tolerance of his hull. "Go on, O'Rylath. Just tell me what I forgot."
"Can your sophisticated sensors detect any electrical sources on this ship?"
"..."
"Wonderful. I suppose this means unless you become seaworthy, or that Apathy girl is close by, we're stranded on this craft, completely weaponless?"
"Unless you had an actual plan, shut up." OTTO's reply had more bite, if only because the damnable Being was right. He paced up and down the galleon's deck, trying to get accustomed to the swaying underfoot as he peered over the stern, looking for a propeller. "How are these things supposed to move without engines, anyway?"
"Perhaps, considering your predicament, you should figure that out."
"... Shut up," grumbled the robot, as he glared up at the limp sails.
"Ugh. Did your decrepit circuits protest that as much as I did?"
O'Rylath, the incorporeal entity he was, hadn't taken to kindly to the dimensional leap. OTTO was silent for a moment as he ran the scans, then replied with irksome cheerfulness. "Nope. All systems operational, only potential complication is this salt air. Still, my alloys'll hold up-"
"Really."
The warbot would've frowned at this point, if he were capable. He settled for an exasperated whine instead, knowing his ethereal companion wasn't doubting the salt-tolerance of his hull. "Go on, O'Rylath. Just tell me what I forgot."
"Can your sophisticated sensors detect any electrical sources on this ship?"
"..."
"Wonderful. I suppose this means unless you become seaworthy, or that Apathy girl is close by, we're stranded on this craft, completely weaponless?"
"Unless you had an actual plan, shut up." OTTO's reply had more bite, if only because the damnable Being was right. He paced up and down the galleon's deck, trying to get accustomed to the swaying underfoot as he peered over the stern, looking for a propeller. "How are these things supposed to move without engines, anyway?"
"Perhaps, considering your predicament, you should figure that out."
"... Shut up," grumbled the robot, as he glared up at the limp sails.
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clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow