Post by Kami-Gaz on Jun 7, 2016 12:59:11 GMT -5
“Wait you can hear… Damn I gotta tune this box, it is way too sensitive!” The surprisingly loud and crazy mermaid said as she quickly tapped the box that was synthesising a voice for her, a few sparks would come out each time as she did. The golden brass body of the mermaid twitched a few times as her other hand gently played with the joystick controller. Veera was already bored with this situation, her hands needed to play with something, make something, do something just to stop her from reaching out and inspecting the orange haired gunners fine hardware. “It’s good you don’t like slaving, last people who tried to net me ended up being able to power a building for a week… Poor sods, I should have given them a smaller dosage at the time.” She rambled before the topic of her own guns came back around.
“This stuff? I did, I have been building these walkers for myself since I was seven… and the guns I do to keep me busy when there are no ships… Same for this nifty little voice box, without it im mute, quieter than a dead crab.” She kept harping on, not really paying full attention to her new found friend in arms and armaments. The mermaid was very ancy today, she pissed off a pirate captain and her crew, was chased by boars and her crew and was now talking to a woman who had a machine gun… a machine gun with nails being used as ammo. An urge to just throw her hands forwards and snag them and get a closer look was building in her… suddenly stopped by a question.
“White hair? That rings a bell Stacy, buuuut I was kinda running from those guys, she probably got caught up by them or the massive boars they keep… Speaking of boars we need to get help!” He mind was all over the place, the fact that the pair were the only ones who had any idea of what may befall the island in the coming day or so put them in a bit of a moral predicament. If those boars got settled and started to rip out this counties ecosystem, then the people would move away and if there were no people here then that meant no timber operations… and with no timber Veera couldn’t make money and without money she would have to sell her inventions. “Climb on! We gotta go and get help! That pirate captain is going to wreck the island!”
An energy seemed to wash over the already tired inventor and a cracker was in her electric eyes. Somehow, this long-winded reason to do something was enough to fuel the purple haired techno sorceress to do something. With a grin she extended her hand, not capping her natural energy and as she grasped the orange haired gunner she shocked her…
“Crap im sorry!” She shouted out from her voice box, her face shifting to a determined and worried look, still not letting her lips part to say a single word. It gave of an eerie vibe from the full of life mermaid, it kind of made her like a doll who used a pull string to talk but didn’t move its mouth. Veera took off regardless of the fact that Stacey was on her back or not, she would drag the girl along if she had too. She had to get to Mac’s he would know how to fix this… All of her old crew could do anything!
“This stuff? I did, I have been building these walkers for myself since I was seven… and the guns I do to keep me busy when there are no ships… Same for this nifty little voice box, without it im mute, quieter than a dead crab.” She kept harping on, not really paying full attention to her new found friend in arms and armaments. The mermaid was very ancy today, she pissed off a pirate captain and her crew, was chased by boars and her crew and was now talking to a woman who had a machine gun… a machine gun with nails being used as ammo. An urge to just throw her hands forwards and snag them and get a closer look was building in her… suddenly stopped by a question.
“White hair? That rings a bell Stacy, buuuut I was kinda running from those guys, she probably got caught up by them or the massive boars they keep… Speaking of boars we need to get help!” He mind was all over the place, the fact that the pair were the only ones who had any idea of what may befall the island in the coming day or so put them in a bit of a moral predicament. If those boars got settled and started to rip out this counties ecosystem, then the people would move away and if there were no people here then that meant no timber operations… and with no timber Veera couldn’t make money and without money she would have to sell her inventions. “Climb on! We gotta go and get help! That pirate captain is going to wreck the island!”
An energy seemed to wash over the already tired inventor and a cracker was in her electric eyes. Somehow, this long-winded reason to do something was enough to fuel the purple haired techno sorceress to do something. With a grin she extended her hand, not capping her natural energy and as she grasped the orange haired gunner she shocked her…
“Crap im sorry!” She shouted out from her voice box, her face shifting to a determined and worried look, still not letting her lips part to say a single word. It gave of an eerie vibe from the full of life mermaid, it kind of made her like a doll who used a pull string to talk but didn’t move its mouth. Veera took off regardless of the fact that Stacey was on her back or not, she would drag the girl along if she had too. She had to get to Mac’s he would know how to fix this… All of her old crew could do anything!