Wishbones [Hoffersons] [INVITE] Nov 2, 2017 13:50:03 GMT
Post by Capper Hofferson on Nov 2, 2017 13:50:03 GMT
| Wishbones |
|CAPPER'S PL: 20|
|GAIN BONUSES: T4 SHOP |||MULTIPLIERS: NONE|
"Alph, toss me that wrench." Capper called with an arm held out. As he ordered, a little wrench was telekinetically flung into his palm, to which the saiyan promptly used to screw in a larger bolt resting upon a large Reslillium skeleton of... something. Capper's newest creation was a good eighteen feet tall already. An arm of about the same size rested on the ground, incomplete as well with wiring and panels exposed. The bottom part was the larger piece, smoothly curved a the base, pretty even, but on the upper surface were ridges sharper than any creatures claw. Capper briefly toyed with several controls dangling down on a control panel from the giant robot he was in the works of creating, causing a clamp on the front of the arm to open and close. "...Huh. So far, so good." Capper commented. Honestly, he never thought he'd get this far.
The saiyan technician wiped some sweat off his brow. He decided to work on this project just outside of Ginger Town by his friend Retsu's ship. Yet the project in question was far too large to work on in the ship. Capper paused for a moment, looking up at the clear skies above him. Earlier, he had seen some kind of pod crash in the nearby Fukurou Forests, though that was none of his concern. There wasn't a cloud in the air above, which was surprising for this chilly fall day. Capper ushered his baggy blue coat closer to his form to keep warm, pulling on it's fabric gently while the scarf wrapped around his mouth fluttered slightly in the light, yet chilling wind of the fall day.
Slowly, but surely, the saiyan was improving- both physically and mentally. He managed to shave off some of his facial hair, though it was growing back quick now in a stubble. His once greasy, unkempt hair was now combed and pinned back by a pair of Scouter Goggles, made by Capper himself of course. A few oil and grease stains dotted his old clothes, more than likely from his hours of work on this big project of his.
Omega scurried out of Capper's little workshop, which had been capsulized previously. The little shop had tons of tools inside, and the technician needed every last one to finish this feat. "Alright, just gotta--" Capper began, narrowing his eyes with his wrench in his teeth to keep his hands free. Again, a shiver chilled his spine. The weather was getting awful cold now... Maybe a break was in order.
TAGS: Capper Hofferson -> Cerbris Hofferson / Culu Hofferson / Corza Hofferson (?)
OOC NOTES: So it begins
C A P P E R H O F F E R S O N20 PLKI POINTS: 3/3
STATE: Base Form
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