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| Log 4378 | |
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| Date of Scene: | 02 May 2018 |
| Location: | Unknown |
| Synopsis: | Summary needed |
| Cast of Characters: | Bang, Crusader
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- Bang has posed:
It's one of those days. Every so often, Mandy and her family have to make a sort of visit to either purchase new electronics, or get them repaired. Of course, given the nature of their daughter's... mishaps, and her generally irresponsible nature, it means they they're rarely invited back, and no extended protection plan or warranty really covers the level of damage she does. She doesn't even generally carry a cell phone because the level of lack of cooperation she gets from it is frankly ridiculous. So it is the young woman steps into Crusader's repair shop, pushing what appears to be a shopping cart with a large, rattly linen sack in it. The sack smells of burn electronics, copper, and all sorts of things. She's at least got a cheerful expression on her face: "Hi! Do you take credit cart?"
For her own part, she lacks any smell other than the scent of the clothes on her back. She has no heartbeat, no sweat glands. She doesn't breathe, or even draw in air to speak (almost like the sound is generated spontaneously in her mouth). Her joints, for the particularly aware also don't even move properly for her gait. As if she doesn't really even have nay. Also, creepy enough, she doesn't seem to show up properly on any cameras that might be point her way. Like her features are actively shifting as she stands there. She's a weird one, of course.
- Crusader has posed:
Bjorn was manning his store, working alongside his newest employee to get the place cleaned up! The store....was definintly not a corprate store. There were piles of electronics and parts from every decade since the 1960's! From old compute kits, to the newest drones. If you need it, Bjorn had it! The massive hulking old man turns to Mandy and gives pause. He cants his head blinking. He rubs his eyes a moment and looks again at Mandy. One bad thing about being a techno-organic being...is that when you run into people where tech doesn't quite work well around them...he is affected himself. Experince taught him that. But he was none the less a proffesional
"Hello Little Girl! Ys, Bjorn does take vee card vee credits! Bit ermm...are sie lookin to do the buyink taday? Are are sie lookin ta sellz?" he asks her with a big ol' smile
- Bang has posed:
"OH MY! You speak like a foreigner! I wish I knew your foreigner-language! It sounds pretty, like singing with spaghetti in your mouth! I tried that once and mom said I was never to do that again, ever ever ever." Her eyes look off distantly, muttering,"So... so much spaghetti sauce... everywhere... glorious." She shakes her head and claps her hands together,"Sorry, sometimes I get lost in my brain. But man, forget that guy, he's weird!" She probably shouldn't talk about her own brain this way.
She reaches into the sack and pulls a toaster free. A toaster which looks like it had been detonated from the inside. Without an accelerant or explosive. "It depends... can this be fixed and if not, can it be used for anything constructive. There's uh... a lot of stuff like that, in the air. That was the last toaster we had, though, and I think mom and dad decided not to buy a new computer. Apparently it's expensive." She taps her chin a little thoughtfully. "Um. Otherwise, I need to get, like, everything. Mostly kitchen supplies, but a new TV and some space heaters, and window units, and... Uuuuh... At least one of everything in the bag."
- Crusader has posed:
Bjorn smiles and laughs "Hey! Sie only live wance, why nit be living of the fullest? Rioght? Though Bjorn nit recommind singing wif marbles in mouth" h pauses "...almsot do the death roll on vat wan. Hehe, and yer nit wrong, Bjorn is foriegner" in more ways than one "Bit Bjorn has lived her long enough. Speaking of German und Icelandic, Bjorn can"
Bjorn takes the toaster and looks it over "...Bjorn takes et, yer a walking tech frier?" he asks bluntly. Between the toaster and his eyesight...and the list, it was a reasonble deduction. "Hmmm, Bjorn should be able ta fix this" and he opens his mouth real wide and swallows the toaster whole, the lump visible going down his throat, before dissappearing into his gut. "Mmmm. SMall things easier ta deal wit, bit bigger wans Bjorn mioght need to fix vee ol' fashion way" he pulls out his tool box of basic electronic repair gadgets before walking over. He gestures to the bag "Mah aye?"
- Bang has posed:
"It's more complicated than that. Normally it just doesn't work for me. Like... I have to wait for other people to walk in front of sliding doors. Some things work. Like if it's already on, a phone can transmit my voice. Mom says it's 'cause I'm making real sound." She seems very proud of herself for this. "I will not sing with marbles in my mouth. BUT... now I want to know what they taste like."
If she feels abashed at the man's casual assessment of her unnaturalness, it fails to register on her face. "This is all stuff in our home, though, and the longer I stay in one place, the more... haywire things tend to go, I guess. Like, if you threw a pen at me, it might lodge it might bounce off a nearby shelf and lodge in a smoke detector and set off your sprinklers. I have, like, the WORST luck. Takes a while to soak into an area though. And it's mostly techy things that suffer." Still, when the man swallows the toster, she claps happily,"OH. EM. GEE. AWESOME. Now I wanna know what toasters taste like!" She pulls out a calculator with a plastic spoon stuck through the center it and licks the calculator thoughtfully. As to the bag, she gestures,"Oh yeah, be my guest!" Indeed, there are warped space heaters, smashed blenders, burned electric irons, and oh so much more. She seems hopeful though!
- Crusader has posed:
"Vat or unleashing electrical energie through subspace frequencies vat affect electronics causing them ta essential glitch oot" Bjorn says matter of fact. He begins looking over the items in considering "Knew a mutant named Glitch - vat be whit normally happened whit him...bit only if he got real scared or somethin"
"Also, toaster mostly taste like saddness und ol' toast. Marbles taste like glass" he begins swallowing many of the smaller items, eventually getting quite the gut. He rubs it "Oi, this mioght take a whittle bit" as for the larger objects, like the space heater? He begins to open them up checking for what he needs to repair. Within moments he going around his shop to collect wires, transistors, coils, etc. "Hmmm. Mioght hafta call a friend ta see if she kin make some specialty equipment fer yer. She quite good wit electronics...of another kind yer kin say. Havnea seen her in a wee bit though"
- Bang has posed:
"I understood like a spoonful of the things you just said, but it's okay because it sounds neat. Like Star Trek, and stuff. SPACE. THE FINAL FRONTIER." She does her best 'Jean Luc Picard' voice before she wonders over to watch the man doing his thing.
She lifts into the air slightly to get a better look. Thankfully, she causes no anomolous effects by doing this. Her being on the ground in the first place was a matter of inclination in the first place. Her and gravity have a... unique relationship, it seems. "Oh, yes, do put me in touch, I would dearly love to not break my parents' electronics, you know?" She seems happy with the idea anyway. "So is that what you have going? You are an electronics-eating mutant? What's your deal, dude? Spill. Think of my as the hard-hitting journalist doing your interview, except I'm not telling anyone because blabbing is being rude."
- Crusader has posed:
Bjorn chuckles "Bjorn...does not know vat vis Star Trek buisness is" he admits "Bjorn haz heard of et though" he explains to her casually. But none the less he get out a soldiering tool....and gently nudges Mandy a bit away with his foot, just in case.
"Bjorn will, if he be seeing her again. Yer might git along with her now Vat Bjorn thinks aboot et". he hums as he begins to soldier some of the areas "Let see, Bjorn iz a mutant. Bit eatin electronics iz nit Bjorn 'mutant power'. Vat came from somewhere else, but where else? Well vat is fer Bjorn ta know. Original, Bjorn only power was....well" he takes a moment to flex "Well a natural occuring Hulk ta put et simply" he get back to work "Bit, mah mutantion didnea come oot till ah wereolder. Be of 64 summers now"
- Bang has posed:
She floats back as she is nudged away a little. Seeing no reason to even pretend being normal at this point, she cross her legs in a comfy lotus position, and then levels off at a comfortable viewing position. As with most things, she doesn't really put almost any thought into her next questions. Knowing what's on her mind is generally a matter of patience. Whether one wants to hear it or not.
"Sixty four summers... Huh... Mom an dad are like... fifty. I'm not real good at human stuff. Is sixty-four like... near the beginning, the middle, or the end? And if you're like the Hulk, does that mean you rage out and smash stuff? Next time you do it, can I come too? Where do you even get a license to do that kind of stuff. People always yell when I break stuff. Well. Except mom and dad. Mom rolls her eyes and dad just kind of... sighs."
- Crusader has posed:
"For mot humans vat be near vee end. Bit Bjorn is nit most humans" Bjorn says with a chuckle, not seeming to mind. "Hand me vat screw driver, sincer yer floating vere" he says still working. "Well, Hulk as in build. Most body builders couldnea compete wit Bjorn! Bit Bjorn could go on a rage spree und smash stuff. Bit...Bjorn does nit get angry very easily, und if he does, Bjorn is nit very explosive either. Bit no, yer do not need a liscence, and no yer can not come" Perhaps his advanced age has made him very patient, or perhaps he simply does not mind the questions. It hard to say with him as he continues working. He gives pause...and "BUUUUUUUUURP" up comes a toaster bouncing onto the counter. It looks good as new.
- Bang has posed:
"Oh my!!! I am glad you are not going to die soon. You may actually be like, my third favorite person ever right now!" The list is prone to changing at a moment's notice, of course, but the woman can barely tell time as it is. She is often late for things. Appointments. Birthdays. Tests. "Bjorn, you say your own name often! Maybe I Should do that! Then I will also sound like an unstoppable toaster-eating badass too! Yaaaassss!" She fist-pumps, and reaches for the indicated tool, holding it out. "I promise to be very good! I'm really good at breakin' stuff, and I'm like David Copperfield when it comes to getting out of stuff! BAM!" She punches the air, and then is suddenly clapping and squealing with delight as the man burps up a toaster. Endless entertainment
- Crusader has posed:
"Third? Bjorn is ofended! He should be seventh! Seventh is lucky!" he exclaims with a laugh. Bjorn lay back nature took all of this in stride. SOme would be hard pressed to beleive he is all about Law, Justice and Order! Or perhaps he just interperates things differently. "Many of folks have mention this of Bjorn. Bjorn...is said to talk in what is know as vee Third Person. Some find et weird, but Bjorn is Bjorn. Do nit copy Bjorn, but be yer own kind of as sie say 'badass'." he grins.
Bjorn takes the tool and begins making adjustment to some screws, either removing or tightening them as needed. "...Also Bjorn has no idea whit David Copperield is. Vough if yer good at breaking stuff...consider becoming a consturction worker in vee breaking department!"
- Bang has posed:
The woman begins to stroke her chin thoughtfully, elbow resting on one knee while she does so,"I suppose there's an opening for seventh, but I'll need three other people in front of you, first. Do you have suggestions. References are appreciated, as well." The weird thing (one of them)? She SOUNDS completely serious.
"Oh. Em. Gee. Is that actually a thing you can do? Break stuff for a living? Like, I've been doing it strictly as a hobby, but..." Excitement fills her voice. The girl gives a thumbs-up. "Aaaaah. Wait!" She fishes in her pockets for a wallet and holds out a credit card,"Before we go further... I pay you, yeah? 'Cuz I WILL forget."
- Crusader has posed:
Bjorn chuckles and takes the card. "Vese repairs are goin ta run yer a few hundred dollars, yer undastaund?" he asks her as he begins putting in the price...which was no small amount considering all the repairs needed.
"Ah suggest....Juggernaut, fantastic fighter. Hulk...because ets Hulk. Und of course, Borgi, the Hope Corgi!" he whistles and an adorable Corgi with a bushy tail runs over happily "Ah beleive his corginess is reference enough" he says proudly.
- Bang has posed:
The young woman barely even takes notice of the price listed. She's not paying since mom and dad are, and she has about as poor a grasp of money as she does most things. What Mandy DOES take notice of is the Corgi. Her eyes become six kinds of wide as she looks at the dog, jaw agape. She points dumbly at the creature and informs Bjorn of an important key fact she has discovered,"THAT IS A FLUFFY DOGGO." Petting will commence until she loses attention span.
Then she's glancing around for a sight of a clock, and is soon sighing,"IIIII... have to go. Can I leave these with you and pick them up later? I'm supposed to eat with some friends." Well. Specifically, some of her fellow Titans. And it's less dinner and more her showing up and demanding pizza.
- Crusader has posed:
"Sie kin pick them up tommorw" he tells Mandy, because with the amount of stuff to fix, it will take untill tommorow! The corgi happily accepts the pettings with enthausim, rolling all round happily, tongue panting, tail wagging, drool drippin! And Bjorn none the less charges her as their didn't seem to be any objection. "Hope yer enjoy dinner wit yer friends"