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 Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 6:49 pm
(ok i waited long enough for someone to write, im going again!)
~inner workings of the ship~
Jen worked her way toward the galley. That was a place sure to have some food around. It wasn't hard to find as someone was making food and the smell was wonderful.
Finding the duct work for the stove hood, She broke into a vent and lowered herself down the shaft. peeking out upside down from the metal hood, she saw a girl preparing something with her back to the stove, several voices could be heard from the dining area. the stove itself had a pot of stew cooking on it.
reaching down she lifted the pot off the stove with her metal arms and crawled buck up the duct. pouring some of the stew into a small thermos she lowered herself to return the pot. as she placed the pot back she checked the cook. she hadn't noticed anything yet.
as she wriggled her way back up she noticed a teakettle watching her. Spying the key in its back she guess it to be a clockwork kettle. placing a finger over her lips she slowly backed into the duct. and started when the kettle gave off a sharp whistle. Bolting back up the duct she ran for her hiding spot.
(whose idea was it for a robot teakettle? XD)
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 6:58 pm
(sorry jen, we all get distracted from this pretty often >_< the kettle is based of the furugasa item i got a ways back and added to the story)
[Galley]
Danny jumped at the kettles shrill whistle. Looking over at it she noticed it trying to crawl up the wall behind the stove tooting at the vent. something was moving away from them as there were tromping sounds coming from the ducting beyond.
"Wonder what else is crawling about the ship. More of Sylvian's work?" She walked into the kitchen and looked up the stove hood. Nothing there of course. and it was too tight for her to climb in had she wanted to.
"The spaces between the cabins and decking is too narrow for anything big to get into."
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 7:18 pm
{Deck}
Wuneye wondered what to do now. The Capn' had he toss the tub overboard, but had left back below decks shortly after. Wuneye didn't really want to squeeze his giant frame back down to the galley. But he wanted some of that stew Little Miss Penelope was makin.
Sitting down by the bowsprit (long pointy thing off the front of ships) wuneye watched the clouds for a bit. then he noticed he could actually smell Miss Penelope's stew. Looking about he didnt see anyone else. "Now wh'os eatin up 'ere eh?" following his nose he sniffed his way to the side of the ship. He didnt see anyone hanging over the side, nor did he see any open portals. all he saw was the anchor dangling off the side from its chain. erhaps in the chain well? Who could be in there?
lowering himself over the side, one giant hand holding the edge of the railing, Wuneye looked into the hole were the anchor chain went. Sure enough there was a little one in side drinking from a cup. "Hey ho little one!" he called into the slot, "Its a mite odd ye be eatin in there."
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 3:19 pm
john looked up, slowly so as not to make a noise. not talking to him then...he looked for a knot hole in the wood, and wriggled it out. "he's spotted someone else! it's not me!" he whispered, with a sigh of relief...still it was only a matter of time before someone needed some...what am i sitting in anyway? he looked down and heard a squelch.
"EW!" he yelled out loud, staring at the cold dead eyes of fresh-ish salmon. "oops..."
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 7:54 pm
[Galley]
Penelope heard the kettle whistle and whipped toward the stove. She followed it's frantic scrabbling to a slightly damaged vent above the stove. "That's absolutely strange..." Penelope remarked to Miss Danny. "I thought Ms Sylvian wasn't allowed to do anything other strange experimentation without permission."
She had a thought and followed it out of the galley completely. "I'll be right back, you can all help yourselves to stew."
[Deck]
Penelope rushed out on deck, thinking that perhaps whatever was in the vents had emerged up there. She scanned the deck for some sort of mechanical monster like Miss Sylvian would make. Wuneye was hanging by his hands off the side of the deck, which was an odd sight to see, but her attention was drawn to a small group of barrels by a shout of 'Ew!' She looked at the tops of them and realized that one was missing the lid, and within was crouched a young man ((I have no idea how to describe your character, S1lverb0a)).
"Oh my goodness, how did you wind up in there? Did the clanks carry you onboard when we were last at port? Someone should have noticed you by now, or at least not left these barrels just on deck. What if something is wrong with the clanks and they're rebelling again---" she paused. There was a foul, but familiar, odor about him. "And why do you smell like rotting fish?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 9:02 pm
thinking fast john came up with a quick story to explain almost everything
"i was working on the docks, while they were loading the ships supplies they must caught a whiff of my clothes, seems they thought i was a fish...reason i wasn't out of the barrel earlier is they're not exactly gentle with the cargo" he said laughing a bit, even rubbing a bruise he'd gotten from the policeman cudgel for effect.
"im fairly certain your clanks are fine though, maybe a few nuts are bit loose but nothing important." crap....note to self don't show off mechanical expertise, especially if the story is your a dock worker he sniffed at his clothes.
"that smells really bad..."
((about 6 foot, messy hair, wearing mechanical wings, street clothes, blue eyes, oh and a dagger))
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 5:43 am
[Deck]
While it made sense, in a way, everything this young man said had a round-about feeling of untruth. "I'm sure the clanks keep themselves in perfect working order, Miss Sylvian must have thought of that when she modified them..." maybe talking about Miss Sylvian wasn't a good idea. After all, she still really had no idea who this young man way. "Um...how about you get out of there and I'll help you to one of the cabins. You can get cleaned up before going to see the captain. He---She isn't one to turn people away."
She held out a hand. "I'm Penelope, by the way. Penelope Samms, ship's cook." Her green eyes seemed to shine a little when she smiled at him.
((Thanks for the quick description. P.^ I found and like your character bio, btw.))
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 4:36 pm
"thankyou, i really am not sure how the clankers mistook me for a fish, but still what happens happens...so, um where are the cabins?" he asked as he followed her to them...
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 7:25 pm
[Deck to Cabins]
Penelope looked up at him as he stood. "Whoa, you're tall. This way!" She led him down to the second level of the ship and the cabins, which were each fully furnished with a small bathroom and washbasin, along with some clothes and other random items left behind by a previous crew. Penelope found an unoccupied one and opened the door for him.
"I'll wait around, if you'd like, and show you to the Captain when you're clean." she offered.
((Blue is left with many questions as to why there is an uncovered barrel of raw fish on the deck...))
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 11:23 pm
~Anchor Well~
Jen yelped, nearly losing her cup. A giant face had appeared in the chain slot. She'd been found! Her first instinct was to bolt, but then she might lose her pilfered food. capping her thermos, she wondered what the giant was doing hanging off the side of the ship. was he harnessed? the man was bigger than any she'd seen before.
"I've been hiding her since we left the port....Please don't throw me over the side." She said timidly. she tucked the thermos into the back of her mechanics coveralls. (a few sizes too big)
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 11:38 pm
-side of ship-
Wuneye boomed out a laugh. "HO HO! There will be not tossin' If'n the Capn' has anything to say about it. Shes a much kinder clanker than most."
Moving his face away from the slot he reached his one of his big hands in and carefully picked up the girl and pulled her out. holing her close he climbed back on to the deck and set her down. "Now isn't it nicer up here?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 11:50 pm
~deck~
Jen shrieked as she was pulled from the well, then carried OVER OPEN SPACE by a man holding onto the railing WITH ONE HAND......
Scared stiff she clutched on the big mans tunic as he climbed. when he put her down she got back her nerve.
"What in blazes was that! you reckless oaf! You could have dropped me or fallen or... or..." She noticed now that the man was not only big but a giant. she was already short to begin with, now she felt even smaller.
"Um... Hi, I'm Jendell the Clanker, wit did you say that the captain was a clanker too?" she forgot her fear (it was hard to be scared of a big blue man with a goofy grin)
"I have metal arms and i make clanks," she said as she climbed up the giants leg to hang on his shoulder. "So I am a clanker! Whats your name? Who is the captain?" her curiosity was overriding the fact that she was a caught stowaway.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 12:50 pm
-deck-
Wuneye chuckled at the little ones antics, she was a spirited one for sure. "Me name's Wuneye the Red Knight, I'm a construct of what I once was. Reanimated-like."
This little one was funny, after seeing him fully she wasn't afraid of him! Most people kept their distance and it was heartening to find someone who he could be with and not worry about them too much. He smiled at little Jen.
"The Capn' is Capn' Danny. Was a man when I first met him and he brought me aboard his ship when i was adrift. He ran afoul o some chemicals from our resident sparky and now is a lady. She's almost all metal cept' for her head and shoulders. This ship is called the Khaos, and lots o interesting things happen about here. I'll take ye to the capn and we can see about where we can keep ya." he walked over to the hatch to the below decks and crawled on his hands and knees through the halls.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 1:41 pm
{no idea how or why a barrel of fish was up there. penelope did all the food storing deal when we were in port... i smell a plot hole...wait we had a plot? sweatdrop }
galley
Wondering just wat to do about the pest problem on her ship, she opened a small pouch and removed several small black pills. popping them in her mough she pulled a flask from her pocket and drank half the contents. Stowing the flask and pouch she sighed. there was a lot of work to do before they reached port. IF they reached it. The ship pretty much ran itself with help of the clanks but a human (or mostly human ) eye was need to tune it.
"well everyone," she said to who ever was still around, "I have a ship to run, Myles if you could relay to your other self to please not experiment on the passangers or crew I would greatly appreciate it. Good day everyone."
stepping out into the hall she stopped. blocking the hall was the massive bulk of Mr. Wuneye and a young girl latched to his shoulder giggling and askign a stream of questions. "Hello again Wuneye, Who's your friend?" people seemed to be drawn to his ...HER ship even when it was off the ground. She was certainly not a military minded captain. one such captain might throw unwanted passengers into the brig. She wondered if the Khaos HAD a brig...
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 11:19 am
[cabin]
james grabbed some of the supplied clothes, changed into them after making sure to get rid of the last of the fish smell. this is just begging for a bad pun. he though as he wiped off his goggles, he even found some polish this would make my wings look brilliant! crap! my wings! they're above deck...bah, i'll get them later. no one else will be able to spot them, blend in so well with the machinery! he stepped out of the cabin, with penelope still waiting.
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