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revivalproject2019-08-20 12:13 pm
doubled_speed) wrote in revivalproject2019-08-20 12:13 pm
001 - Speed Is Productive!
WHO: Tommy Shepherd and Anyone
WHERE: Hotel and Greenhouse
WHEN: First Days on Agra 10
WHAT: Settling In and Learning Practical Skills
WARNINGS: N/A yet, will update if change
Finding Pear Dice - Greenhouse Exploration
There is a serious issue here, namely that Tommy hates moving at snail pace. Part of the issue with being a speedster is that the mutation that made him move fast made a lot of the rest of him fast. Which included two things that were already a problem here on Agrii Whateverthefuck: his brain, and his metabolism. There was literally no turning off how fast his brain ran, even when he was choosing to operate in the sorts of time frames that humans do. Sure, he could slow it down some, but in the end how fast it ran meant that walking at normal human paces left his brain bored if there wasn't other stuff to do. Exploration, as it were, wasn't exactly the easiest for Tommy to manage. Which flowed into the second issue, his metabolism.
As much as Tommy wanted to speed around, make a full mental map of this place, figure out how to start improving it, he couldn't. His body needed food to fuel it, and speed was something that had to be sacrificed for the basic rule of survival. Which was literally the opposite of what Tommy had always thought he should do. He had managed to survive everything by running away, running to find answers, or otherwise using his speed as a survival strategy. Which meant not having enough food to maintain speed very long was sort of frustrating.
This was what led to Tommy staying in a relatively small area for his initial explorations. More than that, this is what led Tommy to a glass building, and through the doors. Was it wrong that he smiles the second he opened the doors and realized what was going on? Probably. Maybe not. Food. There is food in here. It isn't cooked, it isn't starch, but it's something.
And more than that? Another glowy orb. As weird as the previous one had been, this one Tommy is prepared for. Or so he thinks. When he touches it there is a moment of immobility as the system uploads to his brain, and a jolt that goes through him when a glitch prevents him from getting everything. But what he gets is enough to leave a grin on Tommy's face as he cracks his knuckles.
"Talk about a worthwhile project."
The only question is where to start. And the answer is easy. Bypass the seeds, ignore the broken irrigation system, and he makes his way up to the over-grown upper level. He moves to twisting, curling, monstrous vine covered in what looks like small cyan bananas. He plucks one down and just devours it in three bites. The peel is nutritious, and good for fiber, his new knowledge tells him. The flesh inside tastes something like a pickle, but one seasoned with lime. Full of good vitamins. Tommy laughs and pulls off his long-sleeved shirt and ties it around him at an angle to make a sling. Like he cares about being shirtless right now. Food is a great first step.
Over the next hours and days he starts doing more than a recurring task of gathering food. For one thing, overgrown plants absolutely have lots of dying and choked material below them. Tommy spends a lot of time squatting under plants, crawling around, and otherwise pushing things aside to start pruning back this dead material. It will be great fertilizer, his new knowledge tells him, even sets himself up a corner where he starts piling material until he can clear an area or tools enough to start a compost pile. When he isn't slowly working his way through one area he's trying to water everything he can. The problem, of course, is the process of watering, how to carry water from the fountain outside and in to the plants. This he solves rather clumsily, with a large, cup-like leaf from some durable sort of plant from a more tropical corner. The thing is more durable than he was expecting, and he doesn't care too much about the repeated treks. He even pours the water into a second leaf he pokes some small holes into near the top to make it more like a watering can.
Sometimes there is an advantage to fast brains: creative solutions to problems. And so it is, somehow, that digital age and tech loving Tommy Shepherd becomes, well, a farmer.
Personal Space - Hotel Exploration
In the early mornings and evenings when light isn't nearly deep enough for him to really want to work by, Tommy gets to the other tasks of living. Which means heading back to the hotel with a small selection of fruits and vegetables from the overgrown green house, together with some of what he can handle that is left over from the Whale Combthose cherries are a serious advantage for someone who has trouble getting drunk. He walks through the halls and up to the third floor where he's set himself up, and if he passes anyone in the hall he offers over a piece of food, usually one of the cyan bananas he's come to enjoy that taste like pickles made with lime in the brine, or a crimson red cucumber that tastes, just faintly, like tomatoes seasoned with oregano. That one, he knows well, is starchy as hell, and that's great for survival.
Once he gets up to the hallway he lives in and puts the rest of the food away, it's about securing the place. Checking over windows that may be present to make sure there are no new cracks or hole. Checking the pile of dried leaves he gathered from the green-house and laid out on the floor to make something like a mattressmostly a barrier from the floor to maintain warmth, and making sure his little degree of personal items are still around.
After that he goes down the hall and starts cleaning up other rooms. More people might come, and you never know what space they'll want for themselves. And he hates doing nothing.
When all of that is done Tommy sleeps. At least, he tries to. His body doesn't like more than four hours of sleep, stupid being fast. Which means often in the darkness of the night and early morning, Tommy moves quietly through the halls, one hand on the nearest wall to keep himself going in a straight and predictable line. Hopefully he doesn't scare anyone or start a fight.
[OOC: Wildcard or other starters available on request. You can message me here, find me on plurk @![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
churbooseanon or discord at Churby#4290. Happy to take Tommy's TDMs canon unless you wanna choose otherwise except Billy, mostly because we changed up timing, hit me up on that one bro
Will do brackets but prefer prose.]
WHERE: Hotel and Greenhouse
WHEN: First Days on Agra 10
WHAT: Settling In and Learning Practical Skills
WARNINGS: N/A yet, will update if change
Finding Pear Dice - Greenhouse Exploration
There is a serious issue here, namely that Tommy hates moving at snail pace. Part of the issue with being a speedster is that the mutation that made him move fast made a lot of the rest of him fast. Which included two things that were already a problem here on Agrii Whateverthefuck: his brain, and his metabolism. There was literally no turning off how fast his brain ran, even when he was choosing to operate in the sorts of time frames that humans do. Sure, he could slow it down some, but in the end how fast it ran meant that walking at normal human paces left his brain bored if there wasn't other stuff to do. Exploration, as it were, wasn't exactly the easiest for Tommy to manage. Which flowed into the second issue, his metabolism.
As much as Tommy wanted to speed around, make a full mental map of this place, figure out how to start improving it, he couldn't. His body needed food to fuel it, and speed was something that had to be sacrificed for the basic rule of survival. Which was literally the opposite of what Tommy had always thought he should do. He had managed to survive everything by running away, running to find answers, or otherwise using his speed as a survival strategy. Which meant not having enough food to maintain speed very long was sort of frustrating.
This was what led to Tommy staying in a relatively small area for his initial explorations. More than that, this is what led Tommy to a glass building, and through the doors. Was it wrong that he smiles the second he opened the doors and realized what was going on? Probably. Maybe not. Food. There is food in here. It isn't cooked, it isn't starch, but it's something.
And more than that? Another glowy orb. As weird as the previous one had been, this one Tommy is prepared for. Or so he thinks. When he touches it there is a moment of immobility as the system uploads to his brain, and a jolt that goes through him when a glitch prevents him from getting everything. But what he gets is enough to leave a grin on Tommy's face as he cracks his knuckles.
"Talk about a worthwhile project."
The only question is where to start. And the answer is easy. Bypass the seeds, ignore the broken irrigation system, and he makes his way up to the over-grown upper level. He moves to twisting, curling, monstrous vine covered in what looks like small cyan bananas. He plucks one down and just devours it in three bites. The peel is nutritious, and good for fiber, his new knowledge tells him. The flesh inside tastes something like a pickle, but one seasoned with lime. Full of good vitamins. Tommy laughs and pulls off his long-sleeved shirt and ties it around him at an angle to make a sling. Like he cares about being shirtless right now. Food is a great first step.
Over the next hours and days he starts doing more than a recurring task of gathering food. For one thing, overgrown plants absolutely have lots of dying and choked material below them. Tommy spends a lot of time squatting under plants, crawling around, and otherwise pushing things aside to start pruning back this dead material. It will be great fertilizer, his new knowledge tells him, even sets himself up a corner where he starts piling material until he can clear an area or tools enough to start a compost pile. When he isn't slowly working his way through one area he's trying to water everything he can. The problem, of course, is the process of watering, how to carry water from the fountain outside and in to the plants. This he solves rather clumsily, with a large, cup-like leaf from some durable sort of plant from a more tropical corner. The thing is more durable than he was expecting, and he doesn't care too much about the repeated treks. He even pours the water into a second leaf he pokes some small holes into near the top to make it more like a watering can.
Sometimes there is an advantage to fast brains: creative solutions to problems. And so it is, somehow, that digital age and tech loving Tommy Shepherd becomes, well, a farmer.
Personal Space - Hotel Exploration
In the early mornings and evenings when light isn't nearly deep enough for him to really want to work by, Tommy gets to the other tasks of living. Which means heading back to the hotel with a small selection of fruits and vegetables from the overgrown green house, together with some of what he can handle that is left over from the Whale Comb
Once he gets up to the hallway he lives in and puts the rest of the food away, it's about securing the place. Checking over windows that may be present to make sure there are no new cracks or hole. Checking the pile of dried leaves he gathered from the green-house and laid out on the floor to make something like a mattress
After that he goes down the hall and starts cleaning up other rooms. More people might come, and you never know what space they'll want for themselves. And he hates doing nothing.
When all of that is done Tommy sleeps. At least, he tries to. His body doesn't like more than four hours of sleep, stupid being fast. Which means often in the darkness of the night and early morning, Tommy moves quietly through the halls, one hand on the nearest wall to keep himself going in a straight and predictable line. Hopefully he doesn't scare anyone or start a fight.
[OOC: Wildcard or other starters available on request. You can message me here, find me on plurk @
Will do brackets but prefer prose.]
greenhouse exploration
But at least they're not going to have to worry about food for a while...if any of this is edible.
She finds Tommy working on the banana vines and waves. "Did you find anything good?"
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yes that is what he doing to call them, sure he knows the real name but he doesn't carevines and he hears a voice. Wanda. Of course she found him apparently. He smiles and pulls out from under them, setting his pruned material aside."If you don't mind the taste of pickles and limes, you wanna take a cyanana. The ones with little spots are the ride ones. And eat the peel. The fiber is SO good for you."
Tommy smiles as he picks one off the vine and offers it out. "I'm mostly pushing these because vitamins."
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"A cyanana." She laughs and takes it. Why is the weird space food always blue? She'd found 'chocolate' for Loki once in almost the exact same shade. "I know what pickles and limes taste like, but not together."
She gives it a slightly dubious look - eat the peel? really? - and takes an experimental bite. She has no reason not to trust Tommy or assume that he's pranking her. "It's different. Better than a pickle, but my brain expects something sweet. I think we could make something good with them."
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"If you want something a little more starchy without going to the lower levels, I've got some scarlet cucumber-like things on the other side."
At least she likes this much. Which matters, because people should be fed. Wanda is people, and feeling her... may have a bit more weight, but he likes that he can help people with this anyway.
"Never considered managing plants back home. Like, not a farm kid. But this here? It's sorta a nice place. If a bit warm."
But he tends to run hotter than most people, so it isn't nearly as uncomfortable as it can be.
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"I'm glad you found something here that makes you happy. Sometimes I would help Vision with the garden." She pauses to take another bite of the cyanana. "And then you get to name the food whatever you want."
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"Yeah, Vision's helping out here too. He's a lot more interesting than the Vision back home. I think."
ugh, missing a sentence sorry
"I am better with animals, but if you need help with anything here I can try."
Re: ugh, missing a sentence sorry
"Our Vision's an asshole. So you won the lottery."
That's all he's got to say about that. Better to move on to the next topic as he guides her toward where he's working for now.
"I mean, I don't really have animals to offer. I hear someone found an area to PUT animals to raise, but I haven't seen any. But if you're willing, and you're cool with delicate work, I'm trying to get some vines untangled from around other plants. Because I don't want the plants to lose their growth, but we've got some things here choking out other things. Maybe your magic could do it. Serve as some practice for really small delicate work if you need?"
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Overprotectiveness of his Wanda that he can overlook with her? Or something else?
She's mostly mastered her expression by the time she catches up to him. "I can try. It would save everyone else a lot of time and work." Wanda's just never tried to do anything like this before, so she's a little timid when she uses her powers to tug on one of the vines starting to choke out a fruit tree. It's stronger than she thinks, but she knows she absolutely could snap it in half if she's not careful.
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"You've got it. I know you do. Can your magic work it from both ends? Like, try and twist the young tip of it off around the tree?"
What, he's used to watching Billy do weird things with magic, and he's seen Teddy encourage the guy. He's just doing his best to echo the behavior.
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She's distracted, so it's only when she has the top half of the vine free that she speaks up. "Where am I putting this?"
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Let me have them? I've got some fallen branches I'm going to weave it around.
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The free end of the vine begins to float over towards Tommy, farther and farther the more of it Wanda frees from the tree. A few more minutes later and it's completely untangled. She could probably do it faster with practice, but it's not bad for a first attempt.]
So what is this? We wouldn't do this to save a weed.
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[He smiles as he takes the vine and starts twisting it around other things in the area. Things it won't choke out.]
I think it's some sort of fruit that happens in the fall. Like... grapes or something similar.
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I hope it will be something sweet. It would be strange if they had the same texture but weren't.
I guess we will find out soon, unless the seasons are longer here too.
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[He grins at Wanda, and shrugs. Agriculture gave him growing seasons, but he doesn't know about the SPECIFICS.]
I miss grapes. They're wonderful.