sixwayheart: (This is Moe)
Heart ([personal profile] sixwayheart) wrote2010-04-04 05:18 pm

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[Heart's awakening in Luceti happened sometime around noon today. She woke up behind on of the buildings near the square, and upon awakening the relatively tall robot girl found herself rather... perplexed. For one, she distinctly recalled being told they were going to deactivate her and she clearly was not deactivated if she felt responsive now. For two, there was something off with her outer frame; it had been changed. Two extra appendages on her back...

Hmm.

Either way, the change in her clothing or setting didn't alarm her that much. While this certainly was not the Mansion, nor the facility where he earliest tests have been done, she was used to being awoken after a shut down in strange places by now. This white sundress was even a little cute. Thus, with a slight smile on her face, she began her observation of the square, curious about it.

When she noticed that everyone else here also had these strange appendages on their backs - wings - she was confused at first, but then eventually concluded the simplest answer: humanity must have changed since she was last shut down. Thus, as she sat down on a bench in the square, she began to go through the motions - though she had no control over it, it was merely her systems compensating for this new observation as well as her own physical changes - to rewrite her internal definition of human to include the wings.

Give her a good half hour to do that and she's back on her feet! This girl would have been completely unresponsive during that half hour, so maybe you saw her then. Maybe you saw her now! Point is, she's snooping around the square but not talking to anyone while in a new feather outfit. Plus, well, she can't talk to anyone until spoken too. Please do feel free to run into her.]

[Also if you didn't read it yet, reading this my aid to you understanding of interacting with her.]

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-05 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Looking at her dress, Guybrush remembers that she's new. She's probably just confused and that's why she's acting this way.]

Listen, if you want some new clothes there are some shops around here that will give you some.

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-07 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah? And why would you know that, huh?! [Snenow jabs a finger into Guybrush's chest. While she isn't strong, the "bones" in her fingers are made of metal, so this might be a more solid impact than would normally be expected. Either way, she gets in his face now] A pirate, huh? You get off on stealing girl's clothes?! Is that it?! [Two more finger jabs after that]

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-07 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[He steps back, away from those jabs.]

Hey! I only stole girl clothes once! And even then I stole it from a guy. Still not sure why he wore that...

But I didn't kidnap you or take your clothes! That was the Malnosso!

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
You have ten seconds to explain what a Malnosso is, you jerk! You already confessed to being a pirate, you might as well be a pervert and a thief.

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[That scares Guybrush. He can't let himself get a reputation for being a pervert. Elaine might hear about it! He answers very, very fast]

They're a mysterious organization definitely not made up of zombie pirates who trapped us in a barrier to perform experiments on us with doubtless sinister goals.

[There's a pause here.]

Oh, and now they're making us fight a war for them.

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
[...Hm. Well. That's alarming. She folds her arms. She doesn't say she lets him off the hook, but he does stop glaring at him in favor of looking off to the side]

That's really unbelievable.

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
I know. But it's true. I even went out to see the barrier once.

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah? And where is it? This place looks pretty open.

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe a day or two away. It's huge.

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Right. [She snorts. She doesn't seem to fully accept his answer, but she doesn't have one of her own right now, so she leaves it at that with her arms folded and such. Not that she flounces, just... doesn't say much more in response to that]

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh, did you have any other questions about Luceti?

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Even if I did, why should I trust a pirate?

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Because I have an honest face?

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[...She's tempted to poke his eyes out. But she doesn't, and instead just narrows her eyes at his face and-] Then show me to the nearest pet store.

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Then where'd you come from, a lake?

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey! I was only trying to help!

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Shut up already. You're annoying, jeez.

[Folding her arms tighter around herself and then scoffing a bit. Still not flouncing though]

[identity profile] fightlikeacow.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright. Fine. Good luck finding your things.

[Turning to walk away.]

[identity profile] sixwayheart.livejournal.com 2010-04-08 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[THE MOST DOWNCAST LOOK EVER goes on her face but she doesn't try to stop him or anything. Like she cares about the opinion of a stupid Fishface. Fine. She turns herself to flounce]