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[VIDEO] // Open to anyone in Kauto area
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[As the feed clicks on, quite intentionally, the viewer is greeted by a fuzzy, out of focus, green pupil. It seems to be focusing intently on something just beyond the frame.]
Alright...let's see here...this should...
Yeah...this should do it...
[A huff of satisfaction, and Darin takes several paces back. He's in his bedroom at Lion House, looking considerably more healthy after his stint with the virus outbreak from the asteroid. His room itself is a complete mess; there's scrap metal and various parts and components littered throughout the room itself. There's a desk off to the side with no clear space on it at all. Instead, the entire surface is covered by open books stacked five or six high, with notes and sketches and blueprints littered about and hung up all around the room. Atop that is a tablet with a holographic blueprint hovering idly above it. On the other side? A hammock. Why a hammock? Because it's easier and more space friendly than a bed is. But that's not the point. The point, is that Darin is currently wearing his heavy blacksmith apron and heavy duty industrial goggles. His hands and forearms are covered with armored mitts, that he excitedly claps together as he looks at the camera.]
Alright, so it's been over half a year since I've been whisked away from my technologically stunted world. I think my first day aboard the Moira, I started a fire in Ingress engineering because I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. Well, I've been putting my nose to the grindstone, and I've been eagerly studying up on whatever tech I can get my hands on. And finally, I think I understand it well enough to start building with it.
[He grins and reaches behind him to grab what looks like a really long industrial grade flashlight.]
It took some work, but I think I've got all of the bugs ironed out. I think I can finally do a trial run on my newest work: The beam saber.
[Excitedly, he holds what can now be discerned as a hilt sans blade out and hovers his thumb over a pressure sensitive switch. With a grin, he presses the switch and, with what could only be described as a quite audible FWOOM the video on the camera is flooded with bright white light. What follows is a loud hum, then something that sounds like a knife scraping burnt toast. Also a string of curses and expletives that should in no way be repeated. There's another click, and the white light that's washing out the video fades...to show Darin sporting a rather intense tan. Also, his eyebrows are just gone and his bangs are on fire. And there's sunlight streaming in from a basketball sized hole in the ceiling...and roof.]
[Darin pulls his goggles off, which leaves a rather hilarious reverse tan around his eyes and stares up at his new skylight.]
...Huh.
...I have absolutely no idea how I'm gonna explain this one to Shiro.
Kauto Region 5
[It's a rather peaceful, almost uneventful day in Region 5. That is until a beam of light fires skyward for a solid thirty seconds, followed by a rush of heat in all directions. It's not enough to do any damage, it just feels like a warm breeze, but that light definitely came from a residence. And if you're close enough to Lion House, you can probably hear all of the cursing.]
[As the feed clicks on, quite intentionally, the viewer is greeted by a fuzzy, out of focus, green pupil. It seems to be focusing intently on something just beyond the frame.]
Alright...let's see here...this should...
Yeah...this should do it...
[A huff of satisfaction, and Darin takes several paces back. He's in his bedroom at Lion House, looking considerably more healthy after his stint with the virus outbreak from the asteroid. His room itself is a complete mess; there's scrap metal and various parts and components littered throughout the room itself. There's a desk off to the side with no clear space on it at all. Instead, the entire surface is covered by open books stacked five or six high, with notes and sketches and blueprints littered about and hung up all around the room. Atop that is a tablet with a holographic blueprint hovering idly above it. On the other side? A hammock. Why a hammock? Because it's easier and more space friendly than a bed is. But that's not the point. The point, is that Darin is currently wearing his heavy blacksmith apron and heavy duty industrial goggles. His hands and forearms are covered with armored mitts, that he excitedly claps together as he looks at the camera.]
Alright, so it's been over half a year since I've been whisked away from my technologically stunted world. I think my first day aboard the Moira, I started a fire in Ingress engineering because I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. Well, I've been putting my nose to the grindstone, and I've been eagerly studying up on whatever tech I can get my hands on. And finally, I think I understand it well enough to start building with it.
[He grins and reaches behind him to grab what looks like a really long industrial grade flashlight.]
It took some work, but I think I've got all of the bugs ironed out. I think I can finally do a trial run on my newest work: The beam saber.
[Excitedly, he holds what can now be discerned as a hilt sans blade out and hovers his thumb over a pressure sensitive switch. With a grin, he presses the switch and, with what could only be described as a quite audible FWOOM the video on the camera is flooded with bright white light. What follows is a loud hum, then something that sounds like a knife scraping burnt toast. Also a string of curses and expletives that should in no way be repeated. There's another click, and the white light that's washing out the video fades...to show Darin sporting a rather intense tan. Also, his eyebrows are just gone and his bangs are on fire. And there's sunlight streaming in from a basketball sized hole in the ceiling...and roof.]
[Darin pulls his goggles off, which leaves a rather hilarious reverse tan around his eyes and stares up at his new skylight.]
...Huh.
...I have absolutely no idea how I'm gonna explain this one to Shiro.
Kauto Region 5
[It's a rather peaceful, almost uneventful day in Region 5. That is until a beam of light fires skyward for a solid thirty seconds, followed by a rush of heat in all directions. It's not enough to do any damage, it just feels like a warm breeze, but that light definitely came from a residence. And if you're close enough to Lion House, you can probably hear all of the cursing.]