07-02-2018, 09:31 AM
What was he even doing here?
A quick look around from the strange, paper bag-headed creature showed that he had apparently ended up somewhere completely different than he had been just a few moments ago or perhaps he had lost track of insane amounts of time due to his head swirling with nothing but questions on why his last boss had decided to fire him with little warning and to take his tail while they were at it? An annoyed sigh, followed by the soft crinkle of his bag broke the peaceful silence in order to look back at the small, cotton ball of a tail. Flick. Yes, it was still quite embarrassing to watch his little deformity attempt to act like a normal tail, but he was willing to cope with it for now. No, he should actually be looking around at this tropical paradise he had found himself in, with the sound of the ocean now reaching his attentive mind as well as several tall trees that swayed high above him with little patches of shade granting him a cool spot to stand and elaborate the situation he was currently in. White "pupils" flicked about from his goggles, surveying his surrounding area and landing on some sort of railroad system with most of it's tracks leading behind him, back into the ocean and a train still standing there, frozen in time and waiting for humans to come use it once more. Unfortunately, it seems the natives have decided to decorate the large machinery with all sorts of items that caught the male's eyes for a moment before noticing the rather drab sign, carved with a symbol of sorts that was unfamiliar to the scientist. "A-A-Alright, Slys. Perhaps, these people aren't some sort of blood thirsty group and a little...shout out for directions or directions will not lead to your own demise." Planecrash muttered under his breath, his paw tugging gently down on his bag before he looked over to a rather convenient gate not all to far from where he stood now. "Or that. A bell would definitely be m-much more efficient" Plane's paws slowly lead him towards the oddly pretty bells and grabbing a rock to gently toss at one of them, hoping to gain some sort of chain reaction of all the bells ringing together to bring someone quickly. Hopefully this was a good choice.
"SPEECH"
A quick look around from the strange, paper bag-headed creature showed that he had apparently ended up somewhere completely different than he had been just a few moments ago or perhaps he had lost track of insane amounts of time due to his head swirling with nothing but questions on why his last boss had decided to fire him with little warning and to take his tail while they were at it? An annoyed sigh, followed by the soft crinkle of his bag broke the peaceful silence in order to look back at the small, cotton ball of a tail. Flick. Yes, it was still quite embarrassing to watch his little deformity attempt to act like a normal tail, but he was willing to cope with it for now. No, he should actually be looking around at this tropical paradise he had found himself in, with the sound of the ocean now reaching his attentive mind as well as several tall trees that swayed high above him with little patches of shade granting him a cool spot to stand and elaborate the situation he was currently in. White "pupils" flicked about from his goggles, surveying his surrounding area and landing on some sort of railroad system with most of it's tracks leading behind him, back into the ocean and a train still standing there, frozen in time and waiting for humans to come use it once more. Unfortunately, it seems the natives have decided to decorate the large machinery with all sorts of items that caught the male's eyes for a moment before noticing the rather drab sign, carved with a symbol of sorts that was unfamiliar to the scientist. "A-A-Alright, Slys. Perhaps, these people aren't some sort of blood thirsty group and a little...shout out for directions or directions will not lead to your own demise." Planecrash muttered under his breath, his paw tugging gently down on his bag before he looked over to a rather convenient gate not all to far from where he stood now. "Or that. A bell would definitely be m-much more efficient" Plane's paws slowly lead him towards the oddly pretty bells and grabbing a rock to gently toss at one of them, hoping to gain some sort of chain reaction of all the bells ringing together to bring someone quickly. Hopefully this was a good choice.
"SPEECH"
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»―THE SCARY TRUTH IS I'M FLYING BLIND―▸
I'M MAKING THIS UP AS I GO
typhoon / tags / anxious scientist
I'M MAKING THIS UP AS I GO
typhoon / tags / anxious scientist