Productivity

[thepurpleone]

WHO: Donnie and you!?!
WHERE: Around Temba and Sh'Ka
WHAT: Science, remodeling, and the usual tech-tinkering
WHEN: Early now
WARNINGS: N/A
NOTES: Will match tagging format!!


i. Flip It
A turtle's work is never done, but Donnie'd like to think he's been making progress. There's been some noise over in the area of the factories in the southern area of the city, one of which Donnie has been retrofitting to suit his and Sonic's (oh, who're we kidding, mostly his) needs. Giant rocket-powered hammers smashing out walls definitely makes noise, but he's gotten one portion opened up after figuring which side is exposed to the most sun during the long days. He's added in some extra support beams and cleaned up the edges just enough to make it look tastefully broken. Oh the things he does to make his own greenhouse, but once this part is done, the rest is considerably easy.

Today he's adding glass panes, big ones he's salvaged from other buildings. It's been some work but he's extra careful as he shoulders one into position. He's removed his battle shell for this delicate operation, not wanting to scratch it up with the metal. If he's not caught in the process, then he might be found tending to shelves just outside along another wall, filled with various potted plants (is that a blood vine...)


ii. Haul It
Wheels on uneven ground make for quite a racket, which Donnie is only too aware of as he rolls a table along the broken roads. He needs a replacement, seeing as how the Agrii kind of took his last one.

"Note to self, prioritize detachable rotors on battle shell with alternate surface attachment..." he grumbles as he tugs the thing, clattering along. Pushing it doesn't work quite so well for the way the wheels he'd slapped onto the thing just go every-which-way.


iii. Tech It
Whenever Donnie has Robotnik appointments in Sh'Ka, he always makes the most out of the trip since it takes so long to get to and from. After delivering his latest batch of experimental rechargeable batteries and any work he's assisting with at the tinkerer-doctor's place, the turtle teen's about the empty city.

Usually he's wherever there's power running somewhere, because that means there's some kind of equipment or machinery running. In this instance he's at the security station. The videos that play on the screens in there hadn't made much sense to him, quickly dismissed as some kind of weird nature program that Donnie had immediately lost interest in after thirty seconds. He's not here to watch stuff anyway! He's here to pillage!!! ...or at least figure out what's going on with the power here...


iv. Choose Your Own Adventure!
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Comments

[spinsandneedles]

"Oh, I'm gonna talk to 'em. I'm gonna talk to 'em and I'm gonna tell 'em exactly how I feel about their crap. ...Nicely, though, because I'm not a big jerk."

Unless they really manage to piss him off? But even then he's not the type to lose his cool too easily.

[thepurpleone]

The turtle chuckles a little at that. "Good luck... I'm being sincere there, sorry if I sounded sarcastic." That's his default tone, he can't help it.

[spinsandneedles]

"You're good, I'm probably gonna need all the luck I can get anyway."

He knows what he's up against, talking to the Agrii is like talking to a brick wall. Anywho, with that squared away, he peeks around the table to see just how long of a hike they have left.

"Man, I did not miss walking everywhere."

[thepurpleone]

Donnie nods, and then grimaces at the reminder. At least now they can see their place!

"I know, right? I need to build something to hook up to larger things for easier transport. At least if I could make this thing fly, it could be pushed without ground resistance. These roads are the worst."

[spinsandneedles]

"Not kidding, I'm surprised I haven't been taken out by a pothole yet. After everything that's happened it would be pretty funny if that's what finally gets me."

He could accept death by pothole if only to spite Eggman. Totally worth it.

"I wish I knew what to do about the roads, though. I've never been much of a construction guy. Kinda the opposite, actually."

[thepurpleone]

"I'm not much for it either, really. Heh, this place makes potholes back home look like mild fractures."

Donnie turns to look back the way they'd come as he continues tugging the table. "I think there's some kind of...planning office or something that Reeve set up? I know he was trying to do buildings, not sure if he's had anything in mind for the roads. Probably takes some specialized equipment."

[spinsandneedles]

"I think I met him once... Yeah, yeah, it was back when all the monsters showed up. It probably couldn't hurt to run it past him? And maybe we can convince the Agrii to send us a cement mixer or something."

Probably not, but it couldn't hurt to try, right?

[thepurpleone]

"As worth a shot as anything, really. My tech-bō has a cement prep mode but attempting to use it for something like all this would definitely be ambitious." Not to mention there's probably a whole lot of crap mixed in with all the ground here.

[spinsandneedles]

"Is there anything that stick of yours can't do?"

Why would a butt kicking stick NEED A CEMENT MODE??? Donnie you maniac.

[thepurpleone]

"Of course, there's only so much I can cram into the thing, but you never know when you need to repair some broken sidewalks or something, right?"

Okay so maybe that didn't work out so good last time on the account that some old guy and his dog got stuck in fresh cement but hey! How was Donnie supposed t know that someone'd be making use of it so quickly!

[spinsandneedles]

Clearly Donnie needs to put in a sign projector too, y'know to warn for all that wet cement.

"Heh. One of these days you'll have to show me all the tricks that thing can do."

[thepurpleone]

Donnie grins. "I'd love to! Although I'd hate for someone to be like 'oh wait, we let him have that?' and then they break my baby." He squints skyward, meaningfully.

"-anyway, I'm sure we'll find opportunity to do so."

[spinsandneedles]

"...Would they seriously do that? Break a thing that you built that would help you help them? Sounds like they don't really want their planet restored all that much to me."

Man it is hard to like the Agrii when Sonic keeps hearing all this crap.

[thepurpleone]

"Apparently they've not been very agreeable about us having weapons. The Replicator won't make anything remotely similar to any known ones." Donnie shrugs. "But I guess they've started to realize that we might need means of protecting ourselves and each other given the violent turn of some of these turns," he adds dryly.

[spinsandneedles]

"They can't be that stupid. They know how dangerous this planet is, did it seriously not cross their minds that we might need to defend ourselves from it? I know I'm just preaching to the choir here, but this stuff just drives me nuts!"

MAN he feels like he's whining a lot today, sorry Donnie.

[thepurpleone]

"Naive, not stupid," Donnie clarifies, although his expression hasn't much changed, so he's not completely disagreeing with Sonic there. He sighs, nodding.

"Yeah, yeah. I mean, there's that Security data point, so clearly they figured the need for weaponry, even though I think it's pretty dumb having to have a data point just to use their weird looking guns. So I'm glad they've decided to let us keep our weapons if we've got them.

[spinsandneedles]

"I know what I said." That Agrii have seen enough of what goes on around here, they really should know better by now man.

"Man, speaking of weapons, I'm gonna need to figure out some kinda substitute for when my powers just decide to stop working. That sucked, man. I've never felt more useless in my life."

[thepurpleone]

"That does sound like a good investment of time," Donnie hums. "Do you do any hand-to-hand? I thought you could punch things at least? Although I suppose doing anything at normal speeds could be a drastic change." He tilts his head.

"Have you used any weapons before?"

[spinsandneedles]

"I mean, I don't have any hand-to-hand training, everything I do is something I've just learned over time, stuff that works with my speed. Without it, I'd probably just get rocked in a regular fist fight against someone who knew what they were doing. And weapons have never been necessary, so I've never really used them."

Kinda set himself up for failure there. Way to go, past Sonic.

[thepurpleone]

"Completely understandable. Not exactly ideal, but I guess there'd be no reason for you to think you'd ever lose your ability to move fast. I take it it's never happened before outside of this weird place?"

Donnie considers options. While it would be better if Sonic had a preference, at least starting from scratch means that he's not limited to something specific either... The problem is just to see what might work best.

"If you had a choice, would you prefer something with range or close-up?"

[spinsandneedles]

Sonic shakes his head, nah man he's always had his speed.

"Well... Man, that's a hard call. I'm used to getting up close and personal with my enemies, so close-up probably makes the most sense? but I was also a lot squishier when I lost all my powers so staying as far away from something that wants to kill me as possible might be the smarter way to go."

Give him a shotgun, Shadow would be proud.

[thepurpleone]

Donnie nods as he thinks about options. "Well, we're both kind of in the squishy department, but I doubt you'd want to wear any armor. So...distance would probably be more ideal."

Shotguns aren't really his specialty but he's no stranger to designing firearms!

[spinsandneedles]

"Armor wouldn't be a terrible idea as long as it wasn't something that would slow me down even more, or constrict my movement too much. I can still curl up in a ball and be all sharp, which actually really helped when things were trying to eat me."

Better make it a slingshot, don't trust this guy with firearms.

[thepurpleone]

Making mental notes here. "Uh-huh, okay, that makes sense. Hmm." Donnie grins a little then. "Okay, I just had this thought of making you a helmet with like, plates that go over your quills so when you roll up you're a big spikey metal ball but I think that'd probably add to the movement issue."

So....in other words, definitely give him firearms. Got it.

[spinsandneedles]

"Sounds cool in theory, probably super cumbersome in practice. Besides, the quills are fine as they are. Even if something pounces fron me behind, the most they're gonna get is a mouthful of hurt."

Give him all of the guns, yolo.