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 Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 5:53 am
Zia stared at the object produced. But she didn't know much about White Moon cats or the various things they produced so the little ball wasn't too much of a surprise.
She crouched down and looked at it, hands resting on her knees before one got brave enough to poke it enough to roll it over. A communication device that could span planets was interesting as all hell, but the casing of it was...
She just gave ********* a sidelong glance, totally judging the pudgy little narcissist.
"So how do we synchronize it?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 4:31 pm
The sidelong judgmental glance didn't seem to stir up any guilt from the manx. In fact, she was completely oblivious of all the judgment.
However, Zia's question was a good one. A really good one. One that ********* had mused over several times prior, and in all honesty, it was starting to cause her some anxiety.
She, being a small animal, padded to the communication device that was larger than her, and nudged the ********* Pi until it rolled so the star shape on the forehead was within her reach. She placed a paw over the silvery star, and for a brief moment a small bit of light seemed to shine underneath where her paw was resting, like a scanner.
"Well... it is a very delicate process... I have to open up the side panel like so..." Gingerly she nudged the ball into facing the opposite direction. Once the silver star was facing away from her, a strange panel seemed to appear. It definitely hadn't been there before, seeing as the surface had been perfectly seamless before.
A pair of green eyes glanced to Zia and she chuckled a bit. "I actually only get one shot at this though... anyways... there is a button that needs to be pressed and then it hones onto the nearest signal... I was thinking about talking to that... what's his name... I think Iris said he was Kurma...?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 5:51 am
At some point, Zia had shifted down to a cat for a 'better' look. In all actuality, she just really preferred being on the same level as the person she was talking to, even if it still felt awkward being in 'Zirconia's skin'.
She frowned and moved her head closer to the device, tilting it in confusion at how that side panel appeared. "What so, how does this all work?" She asked, reaching out a clumsy paw to touch it.
She was more interested in the device than whoever Iris' friends were to pick up the Kurma bit.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 7:34 pm
********* didn't seem surprised at all when she suddenly had her companion at a smaller size like herself. Sometimes a different perspective made things easier for inspecting.
Something clicked in the interior of the ********* Pi unit after Zirconia poked at it with her paw. ********* ear twitched slightly, but she didn't seem to notice the sound beyond the subtle physical acknowledgment.
"Well... once it is finally synced up, it's pretty user friendly! The way to get the communicator to work is to press the nose... which will allow audio contact with Mau. I also synced my collar with ********* Pi... so that there is potential for a 3-way transmission between me, another party, and Mau!"
With that, she shooed her companion's paw out of the way before she pressed the panel shut. With a bit of maneuvering, she was able to get the ball-like object to spin around so the star-shape was in front of her again. Much like before, she set her paw on it and it glowed.
However, following the momentary glow, a short high-pitched beep sounded from the device.
"...um... that's not right..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 1:33 pm
"Huuuuh," She mumbled in a thoughtful tone at all the explanations. If it worked, it was fairly impressive. She allowed her paw to be shooed away. She didn't know what she was doing with it anyway.
She blinked and watched it beep and glow, pretty entertained still, until ********* said something about that not being right, which kind of made her stomach drop.
"What do you mean it's not right?" She asked before it suddenly bounced. Like a ball. The fluffy forest cat's fur puffed out and she fell backwards to instinctively hiss at it.
And kept bouncing. Towards her!
"*********... *********? What is it doing?!" She said, going from slowly asking and backing away to screeching as she dashed away and around the room, the device just following like a sentient superball.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 10:22 pm
The manx didn't usually allow her ears to pin back, but right now she couldn't avoid it. Something here was wrong.
Very, very wrong.
The ********* Pi was moving about very distinctly like it was activated. And it was following her companion.
Zirconia, who had every right to be in a panic, screeching out an inquiry as to what was going on. "...t-that was the sound... it was supposed to make when it is activated after synchronizing..." She tilted her head and attempted to make her way to the ever moving target (since Zirconia was also an ever moving target).
And there was only one way to synchronize the device.
"...did you touch something inside of it?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 4:59 pm
"I don't know!" She screeched, still trying to dodge and flee. "I just kind of nudged it, I don't know how to use these things!" Things meaning paws, which was a total lie.
She had totally hit something, but she just didn't want to admit to messing up ********* project.
"Well, even if it's synchronized why is it following me?! Wouldn't it just be tuned into Earth instead of Mau?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 7:25 pm
A knowing and groaning "Oooooooohhhhh..." escaped the manx. Zirconia touched something. Something that caused synchronization.
The other cat asked the obvious question amidst her panic, and ********* shook her head.
"...I didn't say the nearest worldly signal... I just said signal..." She heaved out another long sigh. All that time spent working on the ********* Pi, gone. And all she had to show for it was Zirconia in a panic.
"...If you stop, it should just stop near you..." She attempted to block off the larger cat's path, but one little manx cat definitely was not much of a roadblock. "...St-..... stop? Yeah... please?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 9:20 pm
She didn't register the request to stop until she saw the little manx in front of her, and she attempted to stop as best she could and only tumbled forward directly into poor *********... ow," She grumbled, just giving up and laying in a flat pile of kitty as the ********* Pi bounced and rolled to a stop, lightly bouncing against her hip and making a weird warble.
"Sorry," She ended up mumbling after she took a moment to process. "Can't you make another one?" She asked, the guilt setting in and making her ears pin back.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 9:09 pm
Poor ********* seemed okay with the whole being collided into, tumbling back almost rolling like a ball against the floor. All she needed were some bowling pins behind her. Slowly she managed to roll herself up into a lazy-kitty sitting position, both hind legs stretched out as she shook her head slightly to shoo away those stars that were chasing her head at the moment.
"...that's okay..." she murmured as an ear twitched a bit. Some of her feline instinct took over for a moment, and she paused to lick her paw, then run it over her head to smooth down some of her mussed up fur.
The thing that got her to pause from her grooming efforts was the naive question from her companion. "...Honestly? It took a really long time to gather some of the items I needed for the Portable... took me at least a year to gather and build up the necessary materials to make it." Despite confessing such, the feline didn't sound down by any means.
With a shrug, she resumed grooming with a cheery "Oh well!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2013 10:43 pm
Shifting back up to human form, Zia sighed and picked up the portable, glancing from it to *********. "Is there someway I can help?" She asked, still feeling twisting guilt in spite of ********* assurances it was fine.
"So... So what now?" She asked, fiddling with the communicator and trying to twist it back open to no avail.
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 8:45 pm
The manx chuckled in an easy manner. "No... don't worry about it, I can take care of things! It might take a while, but I am a patient cat, Zia!"
It tickled the insides of the chubby cat to see Zia fuss with ********* Pi. She could have swore she explained that only she, herself, could access the interior. Oh well, Zia would figure it out at some point.
In a slightly sing-song tone, ********* replied "How about you push the nose on ********* Pi!" She loosely meandered over to the girl's ankles and rubbed up against them.
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 8:09 am
Zia continued to struggle, oblivious to her fatal error or why ********* had any reason to laugh. She did shoot an annoyed, sidelong glare at the cat, though. If this was the only one, the only possible one, then where was her urgency? Where was the anger?
It did occur to her she was expecting too much from *********?" She asked, even as she pushed down on the button.
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2013 8:41 am
When Zia pushed the button (despite her question as she pushed it), one of the eyes on ********* Pi suddenly was no longer an eye. It was static within the assumed socket that had been the eye. Given two or three seconds, the static disappeared and a generic avatar of a humanoid silhouette appeared.
The cat on the ground was smiling (but then again, it was rare for her to not be smiling). "Weeeeeell...." she said to start, her words suddenly coming out in stereo. Certainly, her words came out from her own mouth, but another set of the same sound was now exiting from the ********* Pi in Zia's hands.
Continuing on with her words now in stereo, she explained "...I figured you would want to learn how to use the communication part of the communication device... if you talk into it right now... the sound will come out from my collar. It's like a two-way radio, Zia! Isn't that neat!" She giggled at the end, filling the room with stereo-laughter.
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 6:15 pm
"GAH," Zia would've been impressed if she wasn't horrified this thing that echoed ********* laughter was following her.
She dropped it, only to have it bounce back up practically back in her hands.
"So. How does it stop?" Meaning the really, really bizarre following thing.
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