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Post by Ximea on Jan 31, 2016 20:24:39 GMT
Steel clapped his hooves together. "Fantastic!" He tapped his head with one hoof. "The specs are all up here. Let's go!"
Flux had led Steel to a shop near the center of town. "This is the place?" Steel asked. Without waiting for an answer, he rapped on the door. "Good afternoon! Are you open? I need to buy an abundance of low-ohm copper wire."
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Post by ameriganastan on Feb 2, 2016 7:46:33 GMT
Steel clapped his hooves together. "Fantastic!" He tapped his head with one hoof. "The specs are all up here. Let's go!"
Flux had led Steel to a shop near the center of town. "This is the place?" Steel asked. Without waiting for an answer, he rapped on the door. "Good afternoon! Are you open? I need to buy an abundance of low-ohm copper wire." Page, because he had nothing better to do, had tagged along. "I doubt she's here. Her and Pebbles are probably off being kissy-face somewhere. Their genuine affection is revolting, frankly." |
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Post by Quandarm on Feb 5, 2016 0:14:12 GMT
"Their genuine affection is revolting, frankly." "And this from the king of unnecessary, and quite frankly uncomfortable, public displays of affection," Flux laughed. After a few moments more of waiting, Flux shook his head. "How odd. Page might be right." He shrugged. "Oh well then. There's a hardware store down the street. Probably should have gone there first anyway." |
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Post by Ximea on Feb 5, 2016 23:08:15 GMT
"It's always something," Steel grumbled as he trotted away from the general store. "'We're closed, it's two in the morning.' 'You can't buy that, it doesn't exist.' 'We're not open, I'm exploring my sexuality.'" He sighed and continued. "'I can't sell you that, it's banned under international treaty and I have to report this request to the Canterlot Investigative Bureau.' 'What are you doing in my house?'"
A few minutes brought them to a hardware store. "Greetings!" Steel announced as he trotted in the door. "I'm looking for low-ohm copper wire, and maybe some neodymium magnets if you have any."
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Post by Quandarm on Feb 9, 2016 5:12:25 GMT
While Steel was making his order, Flux was whispering to his cohorts, all the while glancing over his shoulder at Steel.
"So folks, what's your take on the creepy mad science pony? He seems... eccentric."
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Post by ameriganastan on Feb 10, 2016 8:32:32 GMT
While Steel was making his order, Flux was whispering to his cohorts, all the while glancing over his shoulder at Steel. "So folks, what's your take on the creepy mad science pony? He seems... eccentric." "No, I'm eccentric. He's completely insane." He smoothed his mane back. "The fact he hasn't found a way to blow up the whole town yet astounds me." |
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Post by Ximea on Feb 10, 2016 23:00:58 GMT
Steel had been led into the store by a "sales associate," who had directed him to the electrical aisle. Once there, Steel darted giddily from display to display, enraptured by the different gauges and grades of wire. He eventually trotted back to the front of the store, levitating a spool of insulated wire behind him that was larger than he was.
Steel caught the last snippet of conversation. His brow creased in worry. "Was I supposed to blow up the town? Nopony asked me to do that. I can if you really need me to." He turned around and hailed another nearby "sales associate." "Excuse me, sir! Sir? I'm also going to need finely powdered aluminum, as much nitrate fertilizer as I can get, and a wheelbarrow. Oh, and is there a farmer's market around here? I'll need to pick up two dozen watermelons and a single egg."
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Post by Quandarm on Feb 15, 2016 6:54:27 GMT
Steel caught the last snippet of conversation. His brow creased in worry. "Was I supposed to blow up the town? Nopony asked me to do that. I can if you really need me to." He turned around and hailed another nearby "sales associate." "Excuse me, sir! Sir? I'm also going to need finely powdered aluminum, as much nitrate fertilizer as I can get, and a wheelbarrow. Oh, and is there a farmer's market around here? I'll need to pick up two dozen watermelons and a single egg." "NO NO! I mean..." he cleared his throat. "No thank you. We like to keep our town demolition in house. Maybe we'll consult you later." He directed Steel out of the shop and yelled back at the clerk, "Just put it on my tab and deliver it to the workshop when you can!" |
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Post by Ximea on Feb 19, 2016 1:13:42 GMT
Steel frowned. "So...am I not blowing up the town?" he asked. "I won't need the egg then, and I'll only need half as many watermelons." His stomach rumbled, and he turned toward Flux. "That reminds me, I haven't eaten since I crash-landed. Is there any place to get a bite to eat around here?"
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Post by Wilgrove on Feb 20, 2016 23:43:23 GMT
His stomach rumbled, and he turned toward Flux. "That reminds me, I haven't eaten since I crash-landed. Is there any place to get a bite to eat around here?" Not too far away, Chiselle walked into Ye Old Yoke, a Trottingham inspired cider bar/restaurant that sits on one of the town's busiest hoof-paths. The gray mare walked in with a hardcover book on cryptozoology and mythical creatures of Equestria. A hostess sat her in a corner booth and took her drink order. The restaurant was unusually quiet for this time of day, just a hushed murmur of conversations here and there. Chiselle leaned back into her seat and began to read her book. |
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Post by ameriganastan on Feb 24, 2016 7:49:30 GMT
His stomach rumbled, and he turned toward Flux. "That reminds me, I haven't eaten since I crash-landed. Is there any place to get a bite to eat around here?" Not too far away, Chiselle walked into Ye Old Yoke, a Trottingham inspired cider bar/restaurant that sits on one of the town's busiest hoof-paths. The gray mare walked in with a hardcover book on cryptozoology and mythical creatures of Equestria. A hostess sat her in a corner booth and took her drink order. The restaurant was unusually quiet for this time of day, just a hushed murmur of conversations here and there. Chiselle leaned back into her seat and began to read her book. "That's a third edition reprint. Real cheap stuff. I got a first edition for 50 bits at the store. Better illustrations, too." Page, cause he was creepy like that, had seemingly appeared out of thin air on the other side of the booth. "Also, only spinsters and weirdos sit in a booth alone." |
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Post by Wilgrove on Feb 24, 2016 19:06:03 GMT
Not too far away, Chiselle walked into Ye Old Yoke, a Trottingham inspired cider bar/restaurant that sits on one of the town's busiest hoof-paths. The gray mare walked in with a hardcover book on cryptozoology and mythical creatures of Equestria. A hostess sat her in a corner booth and took her drink order. The restaurant was unusually quiet for this time of day, just a hushed murmur of conversations here and there. Chiselle leaned back into her seat and began to read her book. "That's a third edition reprint. Real cheap stuff. I got a first edition for 50 bits at the store. Better illustrations, too." Page, cause he was creepy like that, had seemingly appeared out of thin air on the other side of the booth. Chiselle turned a page and raised an eyebrow, her eyes still flowing from left to right. "Thanks, but see, there are these squiggly things called letters. Put enough of them together and they form a story without the need for pretty pictures." "Also, only spinsters and weirdos sit in a booth alone." "Or maybe I'm just looking to have a nice quiet meal with a glass of cider. Beside, I think it's already been established that I am the weird one in our merry band of misfits." |
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Post by Quandarm on Feb 24, 2016 21:33:23 GMT
"Also, only spinsters and weirdos sit in a booth alone." "Well you'd know Page," Flux said as he followed him over to the booth. "On both counts." "Beside, I think it's already been established that I am the weird one in our merry band of misfits." "Well let's not be too hasty. I'd like to introduce you to the cause of this morning's strange noises. Chiselle, THIS is Dr. Steel." |
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Post by Ximea on Feb 25, 2016 1:16:20 GMT
"Greetings," Steel said, shaking her hoof. "I was in the middle of taking care of winter for your little town when I hit a snag. At about 700 miles an hour." He sat down beside Chiselle. "The snag was the ground." Steel shivered and took a menu. "Holy Shetland, it's cold in here. I could do with a hot cider to warm my bones." He looked about as though something had suddenly come to mind. "You know, I used to have a space heater that ran off of the electrical impulses of my heartbeat," he commented offhandedly. "Would be nice to have right now. I wonder what happened to it."
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Post by Wilgrove on Feb 25, 2016 10:25:07 GMT
"Greetings," Steel said, shaking her hoof. "Um h..." "I was in the middle of taking care of winter for your little town when I hit a snag. At about 700 miles an hour." "Um wha.." He sat down beside Chiselle. "The snag was the ground." Steel shivered and took a menu. "Um ok..." "Holy Shetland, it's cold in here. I could do with a hot cider to warm my bones." "It's actually..." He looked about as though something had suddenly come to mind. "You know, I used to have a space heater that ran off of the electrical impulses of my heartbeat," he commented offhandedly. "Would be nice to have right now. I wonder what happened to it." Chiselle rapidly shook her head. "I'm sure I don't have the faintest clue, anyways my name is Chiselle." For once the mare was almost at a lost for words. |
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