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re_alignment_logs2013-02-25 06:24 pm
staresat) wrote in re_alignment_logs2013-02-25 06:24 pm
"What are you doing?" "Scannin..."
Who: Shockwave's Drones & You! (and possibly him in person)
What: A swarm of drones begins to investigate what they can of the Haven
Where: Everywhere!
When: Last Night
Warnings: PROBES
The relative peace in the Haven might find itself mildly disturbed this day.
From Liege's quadrant, the disturbance would appear as a small black cloud before immediately dispersing across the haven. It was a swarm, to be more precise. A swarm a small drones. Only about three feet in width and roughly oblong in shape, the robotic drones began to wander into every crevice and hole they could find themselves in.
Aside from the swarm that emerged from their point of origin, the drones never interacted with each other. Individually, each probe tirelessly and methodically scanned what they could of the Haven's temples and the wide expanses between them. Any open doors or windows may lure one of the small machines in to investigate.
But, save for their rather nosy nature, the drones appeared to be totally harmless. They could be handled (to an extent) and will only flee from detectable danger. But, unless you're particularly offended by their scanning, their stay shouldn't drag out for too long. A brief scan and a few kicked over items later, and it's gone.
But of course - what would be the fun in leaving them alone? Someone's behind the use of these drones. And the motive of said person has yet to be revealed.
[[Part of this plot. The link has the deetz. Actionspam or prose is welcome!]]
What: A swarm of drones begins to investigate what they can of the Haven
Where: Everywhere!
When: Last Night
Warnings: PROBES
The relative peace in the Haven might find itself mildly disturbed this day.
From Liege's quadrant, the disturbance would appear as a small black cloud before immediately dispersing across the haven. It was a swarm, to be more precise. A swarm a small drones. Only about three feet in width and roughly oblong in shape, the robotic drones began to wander into every crevice and hole they could find themselves in.
Aside from the swarm that emerged from their point of origin, the drones never interacted with each other. Individually, each probe tirelessly and methodically scanned what they could of the Haven's temples and the wide expanses between them. Any open doors or windows may lure one of the small machines in to investigate.
But, save for their rather nosy nature, the drones appeared to be totally harmless. They could be handled (to an extent) and will only flee from detectable danger. But, unless you're particularly offended by their scanning, their stay shouldn't drag out for too long. A brief scan and a few kicked over items later, and it's gone.
But of course - what would be the fun in leaving them alone? Someone's behind the use of these drones. And the motive of said person has yet to be revealed.
[[Part of this plot. The link has the deetz. Actionspam or prose is welcome!]]
no subject
Until then, he keeps his grip tight on the drone, examining it carefully. "Now vhere... did you come from?" he muses quietly, not at all expecting an answer. But maybe he can see if it will do anything else.
no subject
A probe that's trapped in between two giant robot fingers. Not much it can do here, buddy. Well, save for scanning. Scanning and transmitting a signal.
Which is what it's going to be doing. Hi, don't mind if it just analyzes your fingers there.
no subject
"Haha~ Aw, zhat tickles!"
He rolls the drone in his fingers, careful not to accidentally squish it -- although he figures he can always grab another one if he does.
no subject
The drone's internal gyroscope is freaking out as it tries to orient itself while it's being rolled. Not that you could tell, all it's doing is trying to twist in between your fingers to right itself.
STOP IT.
STOP IT NOW.
no subject
He finally holds it upright once again and holds it steady for a moment. Having had his fun, he gently pulls his fingers away from it, waiting to see if it darts off right away.
no subject
After reorienting itself, the drone immediately charts another course: AWAY FROM HERE.
Off it goes!