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smash_logs2012-10-10 08:05 pm
prettycoolguy) wrote in smash_logs2012-10-10 08:05 pm
It Came From Space
Who: The Master Chief and innocent bystanders
What: Chief falls from space. Again. This time in a freezer.
Where: The football field
When: Thursday afternoon
Warnings: Objects falling from the sky and a high probability of cranky, freezerburned Spartans.
(Also I'd like to keep this to one thread for less confusion!)
It was probably a good thing that it was not time for football practice, because right then something decided it was going to make a good size crater on the fifty yard line.
That something turned out to be a big ol' piece of space junk. The front of the thing was a window, but whatever was inside was obscured by a heavy steam stirred up by the heat of re-entry.
The space junk had buttons on it to one side. Big, flashy, inviting buttons with a little blinky display that said something about stasis on it.
Dare ye approach?
(OOC: Aiming to let a few people discover this and poke things a bit before they figure out how to open the pod. After a bit of button mashing it will probably open up. Have fun!)
What: Chief falls from space. Again. This time in a freezer.
Where: The football field
When: Thursday afternoon
Warnings: Objects falling from the sky and a high probability of cranky, freezerburned Spartans.
(Also I'd like to keep this to one thread for less confusion!)
It was probably a good thing that it was not time for football practice, because right then something decided it was going to make a good size crater on the fifty yard line.
That something turned out to be a big ol' piece of space junk. The front of the thing was a window, but whatever was inside was obscured by a heavy steam stirred up by the heat of re-entry.
The space junk had buttons on it to one side. Big, flashy, inviting buttons with a little blinky display that said something about stasis on it.
Dare ye approach?
(OOC: Aiming to let a few people discover this and poke things a bit before they figure out how to open the pod. After a bit of button mashing it will probably open up. Have fun!)
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...... ooh what would happen if she pushes one? But wait, she's going to observe the display first.]
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He was already halfway in the football field when he saw the steam.
"...this better not be an alien invasion."
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...Unfortunately, they are all perfectly flat at the moment. A bit of noodling around reveals some busted streams of apparently meaningless code, a few safety warnings indicating that someone has been doing something wrong, and a command prompt.
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"This isn't any fun!" She kicks the thing and is really thinking about pushing some of the buttons right now. She can't make heads nor tails about what the damn display's saying.
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"... I should have done this when I first got here."
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"There's gotta be a simple open button somewhere..." He ignored the other two and began to circle it.
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tragicrobot."Query: What is the origin of this object?" he asked, hovering up to investigate.
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The cursor blinks in a warm, friendly manner.
ENGAGE WAKE SEQUENCE?_
MAX WAITS FOR NO-ONE
"What the heck! I gotta have this place for practice in half an hour," because they were having football practice in half an hour. "I don't care what this thing is, somebody help me get it off the field."
He looked at Eikichi's noodle arms. Nope. He looked at the two girls. One of them was floating. Maybe she was magic and could help with magic. He looked at the robot. Maybe the robot was made for heavy lifting. Maybe Max was a little sexist and didn't think that ladies should lift heavy things if he was around.
"Robot guy, help me get this thing off the field," he said tossing his clipboard and going up to grab the thing and intending to use his 38-inch pythons but, whoops, it's rather hot and Max isn't wearing his lifting gloves. An unkind word escaped his manly lips. He kicked the pod soundly with his mighty steel-toed combat boot in frustration.
Wow, Max, we're all so totally glad that you're here to help.
Re: MAX WAITS FOR NO-ONE
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Max, now is not the time to worry about that.
"Is this some sorta Black Hole thing?" he asked. He bet it was. Did Max have a weapon on him? Where was a baseball bat when he needed one? Why didn't he coach baseball? Max didn't have a baseball bat.
This was totally a Black Hole thing. He'd have to chance it with just his mighty fists.
"If there's somebody in there they might be hurt. We gotta open it up. But be careful; they might be dangerous." Max stood in front of the thing... that he thought was the front... so that when it opened up (if that was the front he was standing in front of) he could protect everyone else from whoever was inside, if they were a threat.
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Someone didn't know about color coded entries. Then again he was in school with a robot and a some guy with more muscles than half the demons he'd fought against.
"Hey I can take care of myself just fine," he answered, crossing his arms. Whatever, the guy could do what he wanted, but Eikichi had already called forth Hades behind him, the Persona three times his size towering above. "If whatever's inside there tries somethin', it ain't gonna find Hades and me to be friendly."
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"We can always just smash it open. might be faster."
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She seal broke open and a bunch of steam hissed out of the pod. After a moment, the top swung up.
Everyone was confronted with a huge, humanoid figure in green armor, covered in a thin layer of already-melting frost.
It shifted very slightly.
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"It ain't Black Hole," Max said, as if that meant anything to anyone other than himself. He wasn't paying attention to the floating demon-whatever behind the other guy with blue hair at the moment. Or the egregious use of hammerspace.
No, no, Max is now focused on what looks like some sort of futuristic soldier sitting in a layer of frost and shifting slightly.
Max loved soldier things, this was great.
"CO Max, Orange Star Army," said the blue behemoth. "You non-hostile? Injured?"
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He sat up. Fuck, ow, broken ribs, ow. He exhaled a little, sharply, but checked the movement without jerking.
"That depends," he said. "Where am I?"
There were people here, none of them familiar, and- the hell was that floating thing?
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"You got a name?"
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I am so sorry guys, I AM BACK ON TRACK NOW WE WILL GET THIS DONE
"I think I got it. I'm difficult to kill."
The Chief was more careful with his movements, getting used to the state of his body. He pushed past the pain and slowly got to his feet, surveying the ragtag group of strangeness before him.
"Who are all of you?"
LAAAAAAAME I mean okay
"We gotta get this thing outta here ASAP," he said. "How do you do that?"
This guy was suspiciously tall. People weren't allowed to be taller than Max. Maybe it was just the suit.
"Can we just carry it off or does it go something that lets it move on its own? You need me to go get my tank?"
Max is concerned about the things that Max is concerned about, and right now it's footsball practice in less than an hour and also how suspiciously tall you are.
Re: LAAAAAAAME I mean okay
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"It's a cryogenic freezer, it's not supposed to move. Must've got dislodged."
He slams the thing shut and shoves on it for a moment, which is enough to get it to stop being embedded in the ground. It teeters awkwardly in the crater once he gets it loose.
Also, ow.
"Should be able to move it now," he says. "I'd help, but if possible I'd like to get some medical attention first."
This is all very surreal and he's still not totally convinced he's really awake, but seriously ow. The only thing to do is be calm about it.
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