We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)
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"If you don't think it's too far, I would be fine with walking. I'm using to doing that anyways." Sophia smiled. A quick look at Sophia's feet would reveal that she probably didn't wear shoes unless they were absolutely necessary. She then opened up the map and looked it over for a minute, then looking up and pointing in a direction. "It's that way right?" She asked, offering EMily the map after a few moments if EMily wanted to confirm.
"I'd rather sticky jump than walk." Tavish said, walking over to EMily and Sophia. "But I guess I'll just stick wit all a you fer a bit."
She looked at the map.
"Yep, that's this street. Let's go." She proceeded in the right direction along with both Demoman and Sophia. "So, Sophia," She said with a friendly tone, "Why don't you tell me a bit about where you come from?"
Sticky jumping?
"Yep, that's this street. Let's go." She proceeded in the right direction along with both Demoman and Sophia. "So, Sophia," She said with a friendly tone, "Why don't you tell me a bit about where you come from?"
Sticky jumping?
After eating the impala calf, the bug moved around for a bit, trying to find the adult impala it had stung, but couldn't find a trace of it, its scent long dispersed on the winds. Giving up on trying to catch the impala, the bug continued grazing, its path taking it into the foliage.
While on the eating away at the leaves, the bug saw a bat fly overhead. It had seen birds fly earlier, but always ignored them, as it didn't have the means to hunt them. Now, it decided to have a go at catching airborne prey. Moving to the nearest tree and climbing it, the bug moved to the point where it found the branches were starting to buckle under its weight, then moved down a few paces. Moving as far out to the branch as it could, the bug spun a single, thick thread of webbing, then thought for a moment, as it realised - It had no idea what it was doing.
After thinking on it for a while, the bug made the thread hanging from its abdomen longer, then waited. Once the wind blew it around and had it stuck onto one of the branches of a second tree, the bug tightened the thread, then cut off the strand from its abdomen and attached it to the branch it was sitting on, creating a line that was mostly horizontal, although sloped down a little. Tapping on the thread, the bug attatched a second one to its starting point, then walked along the bridge, carrying the second thread, and attaching it to the second starting point, letting it hang relatively loosely, forming a V shape.
Walking down to the middle the arched thread, to bug attatched a third thread there, and lowered itself by it. Once it downed down on a branch, the bug cut the strand, and attatched it, creating an Y shape. Here, the bug attatched a thread the the bottom of the Y, and moved it to one of its starting points, then moved down again, attatching a second strand to the Y, and attaching it to the second starting point, forming a triangle.
Now that it had a frame, the bug attached threads from the edges of the frame, to the center of the Y, then moved to the edge again and began spinning a thread that went in a spiral along the structure of the web. Once it reached the center, the web was complete, and the bug moved back down to the ground to graze, resolving to check on its web later to see if anything had been caught in it.
While on the eating away at the leaves, the bug saw a bat fly overhead. It had seen birds fly earlier, but always ignored them, as it didn't have the means to hunt them. Now, it decided to have a go at catching airborne prey. Moving to the nearest tree and climbing it, the bug moved to the point where it found the branches were starting to buckle under its weight, then moved down a few paces. Moving as far out to the branch as it could, the bug spun a single, thick thread of webbing, then thought for a moment, as it realised - It had no idea what it was doing.
After thinking on it for a while, the bug made the thread hanging from its abdomen longer, then waited. Once the wind blew it around and had it stuck onto one of the branches of a second tree, the bug tightened the thread, then cut off the strand from its abdomen and attached it to the branch it was sitting on, creating a line that was mostly horizontal, although sloped down a little. Tapping on the thread, the bug attatched a second one to its starting point, then walked along the bridge, carrying the second thread, and attaching it to the second starting point, letting it hang relatively loosely, forming a V shape.
Walking down to the middle the arched thread, to bug attatched a third thread there, and lowered itself by it. Once it downed down on a branch, the bug cut the strand, and attatched it, creating an Y shape. Here, the bug attatched a thread the the bottom of the Y, and moved it to one of its starting points, then moved down again, attatching a second strand to the Y, and attaching it to the second starting point, forming a triangle.
Now that it had a frame, the bug attached threads from the edges of the frame, to the center of the Y, then moved to the edge again and began spinning a thread that went in a spiral along the structure of the web. Once it reached the center, the web was complete, and the bug moved back down to the ground to graze, resolving to check on its web later to see if anything had been caught in it.
"Where I come from?" Sophia repeated the question, her head raising slightly. "I thought it was customary to say where one asks before asking someone else." She toyed with a chuckle, but then noticed the big crowd forming. "What started as two quickly multiplied..." She let out a more weary chuckle as everyone followed along.
"We don't all need to go, do we?" She asked loud. "It's just a police station."
"We don't all need to go, do we?" She asked loud. "It's just a police station."
"Alright so outside the bay, there's the pecific ocean, and beyond that there's another land mass. Got it." Sophia nodded. "So... sorry if this comes out weird but... does that mean in the future everyone is dressed as maids?" Sophia asked innocently.
She made a good laugh.
"No not really. I've been told by my father that the fashion that's popular picks up a lot from the Victorian era. So a lot of the maid outfits pick up on that fashion as well. I used to work as a maid at the place I used to stay in, and what I'm wearing is in honor of my time there. Despite its looks, the outfit is quite durable and is actually as strong as steel."
"No not really. I've been told by my father that the fashion that's popular picks up a lot from the Victorian era. So a lot of the maid outfits pick up on that fashion as well. I used to work as a maid at the place I used to stay in, and what I'm wearing is in honor of my time there. Despite its looks, the outfit is quite durable and is actually as strong as steel."
Phaesan entered the hotel, wanting to stay away from law enforcers for the time being. She approached the desk, and learned of the wonderful system of capitalism, and the concept of paying to get things that they have, which you want.
"You're kidding?" Sophia said a bit awe struck, looking down at the outfit before looking up again. "But it's so frilly and everything? Shouldn't it be like tissue paper or something!?" Sophia exclaimed.
"Hey. American dollars are still good in this world or whatever ya called it, right? How much rum do ya think I could get with two million?" Tavish asked the group.
"It may appear that way, but when the clothing gets hit by something that delivers a high amount of pressure, like a bullet or a knife, the bonds harden. Making it impossible to penetrate. Although, I should say that not everyone has this at their disposal. My sisters and I have been met with a lot of dangers in the past six or so years. And we have various outfits for different hazards. A lot of specialists in the military where I'm from use skin tight clothing made out of the same material."
I'm tempted to say just one shot of rum.
I'm tempted to say just one shot of rum.
"Shame you decided to not go with the skin-tight suit." Yorick said in a dead pan. "Although that reminds me of my own cloths. Is that dress fire retardant?" he then asked.
"Ach, now we're talkin' aboot our clothes, like a bunch a schoolgirls? Can't we just get drunk an' blow somethin' up already?"
"Yeah, well tough luck bud." She made a chortle at Yorick.
"Well, my sisters did send me a diving suit as they thought I'd be doing more underwater stuff. We also have environmental suits made for us, so we can go in places that are really cold or go into space. I just like to wear this. It's a classic and one of my favorites."
"As for it being fire retardant. It isn't made out of a flammable material. It's made of neosteel fibers with other elements. It's also don't conduct electricity because of those elements. That way it doesn't obscure my sense of electric fields."
"Well, my sisters did send me a diving suit as they thought I'd be doing more underwater stuff. We also have environmental suits made for us, so we can go in places that are really cold or go into space. I just like to wear this. It's a classic and one of my favorites."
"As for it being fire retardant. It isn't made out of a flammable material. It's made of neosteel fibers with other elements. It's also don't conduct electricity because of those elements. That way it doesn't obscure my sense of electric fields."