Night at the Museum (OTA)

[kyley_b]

WHO: Kyle Broflovski and YOU!
WHERE: The Underground of Coruscant (Level 4)
WHAT: A very wholesome field trip to the lost Galactic Museum.
WHEN: During the event. (Mid-ish?)
WARNINGS: The foulest of language. Injury extremely likely. More as needed.



Kyle's seen aliens before.

A group of them from the Jannex Galaxy, a spaceship full of greys, the Marklar, and Jeff Bezos. This is the first time he's seen quite so many different kinds in one place, but even so it doesn't take him long to feel comfortable enough to talk to a few of them at the Senate Tour that Obi-Wan had suggested he take. One of these friendly aliens had mentioned in passing that it was a pity that the Galactic Museum could no longer be toured, due to it having been lost and forgotten somewhere down on Level 4.

A lost museum seems to Kyle like exactly the sort of thing the Agrii would want them to find. And even if not, well. Kyle really likes museums.

Is it difficult to get to Level 4? Oh, yes. And extremely dangerous. This doesn't deter Kyle one bit, and so he puts out a call on the Network to let people know that hey, he's putting together a museum field trip and anybody is welcome to come! Provided, that is, that you don't mind finding your way down through huge portals/ventilation shafts into a world where sunlight is less than a memory and dangerous people and creatures lurk around every corner.

But hey, if you decide to come down, you'll find a too-tall ginger waiting for you with some flashlights and a notepad.

You bet your ass he's going to force you to use the Buddy System.

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[OOC: Feel free to skip straight to the Museum proper of course! Mingle away, create your own TLs, whatever!]

Comments

[kyley_b]

What's a little risk of death and dismemberment in the face of possibly finding cool alien artifacts?

Kyle gestures grandly at the hall. There are blunt weapons, spears, blades, guns, and other things that are just completely unrecognizable. There's armour of various types, too. The displays stretch on and on.

"I told you this would be cool."

[rage_on]

"Now we're talking!" Raphael grins as he looks around, stepping past Kyle to gawk at the collection there. This is right up his alley. He presses his face up against one of the cases.

"I'm kinda surprised no one's tried to clear this place out!"

[kyley_b]

"I get the feeling that most people are too scared to come down here," Kyle muses aloud as he looks into another case. He's pretty sure he's looking at some kind of double-edged battle axe, but it appears to have been made for someone with at least four arms.

"But yeah, you'd think the creepy cannibals would have. Maybe they don't have to."

[rage_on]

By then Raphael's hopped up onto one of the larger cases as he tries to figure out how the thing opens. He looks like he is seriously contemplating ways to bust it open.

"True enough. But if these lower levels are as rotten and dangerous as people've been saying, then that wouldn't stop someone from cashing in or amassing some antique artillery collection."

[kyley_b]

"You'd think. I dunno. Kinda creepy."

He looks at Raphael up on the case. "What are you doing?"

[rage_on]

"Uh, trying to figure out how to open it, duh!" Raphael replies. Isn't it obvious? He drops back down, removing one of his sai with a metallic sounding ring so he can trace it around the bottom edges to see if there's any gap.

[kyley_b]

Kyle watches, trying to convince himself that there's no reason they shouldn't break into the cases... he just feels guilty about it.

"There might be a lock?"

[rage_on]

Dude, ultimate souvenir. Who wouldn't want a piece of history?

"Yeah, but where is the question..." Stupid space cases. Raphael frowns when his search yields no gaps to exploit. Spinning his weapon around, he pulls back his arm, clearly intent to try bashing the case in with its pommel.

[kyley_b]

"Waitwaitwait!" Kyle shouts, waving his hands. "Uhm. I mean. Should we really break it? It's priceless history."

[rage_on]

Kyle's sudden protest has Raphael's fist yank to an abrupt halt then. Weapon still raised, he gives Kyle a look.

"It's also been left down here to gather dust and space rust for all we know. Look at this place! If it's priceless they shouldn't have left it! We'd be doing these things a favor if we could put 'em to use or something."

[kyley_b]

"Oh. Okay, that's a good point," Kyle concedes.

He braces himself for the noise. "Go for it, dude."

[rage_on]

"I mean why not-?!" the turtle retorts preemptively, then blinks when he realizes that Kyle's actually agreed with him. He grins. "Right? Glad you see it my way."

Then he resumes his initial plan, swinging the butt of his sai against the case.

[kyley_b]

Even if it IS priceless history, it's also still REALLY cool, and a childish part of Kyle really wants to see the weapons up close.

When the glass doesn't immediately shatter, Kyle exhales a breath he hadn't been fully aware he'd been holding.

"No?"

[rage_on]

Maybe he should have figured there were other reasons the things were left alone for so long. Raphael shakes out his hand. "-oh sewer apples, really??"

He gives a few quicker jabs at the case then. "What's this thing made of?!"

[kyley_b]

"Dude, I dunno. Looks like glass to me. Plexiglass maybe? Weird alien glass?"

He steps closer to peer at the case. "Dammit, there's gotta be a lock to bust..."

[rage_on]

With a huff, the turtle steps back from his thus far fruitless attempts. At this point he might just end up blunting his weapon. "Maybe it's electronic or something? Magnets? I don't know what they use in space cities."

Raphael shoves his sai away as he looks around for some kind of controls. Usually if he stabs those they power down locks pretty fast, at least with the Kraang holding cells.

[kyley_b]

"Well, I don't know either," Kyle says. "I'm from the really boring earth, remember?"

The room is so dark and so old it's very hard to see anything, but close inspection will reveal a small box on the wall not far from a side door. It could very well control the locks. It could also just as easily be an alarm system, or the lights. Considering that the museum has no power it's very likely none of them would work, anyway.

"Something broke some of the cases," Kyle muses. "So there has to be a way. Or someone used, I dunno, explosives. Or something was REALLY strong."

[rage_on]

"That's true. I mean, if there's something like Triceratons here then I'm sure they'd have no problem busting through one of them," Raphael considers. "-do we have explosives?" Those sound really handy.

After a quick search of the perimeter, Raphael takes note of the box. He looks for buttons to push or a switch, or failing that, how to open it up to have a look inside. "Donnie'd probably be able to figure this thing out if he were here," he mutters, grabbing at wires.

[kyley_b]

"What's a Triceraton?" Kyle asks as he approaches another of the cases. He's looking very carefully for anything that resembles a lock.

"Dude, I don't think the power is on, but be careful! You could get electrocuted!"

He shakes his head. "That's one of your brothers, right?"

[rage_on]

"Eh, a giant alien dinosaur that hits like a bus," Raphael says offhandedly as he tries making any sense of the wiring. He looks back at Kyle then, wrinkling his nose, but he extracts his hand from the mess anyway, sighing. He hadn't even tried yanking at them yet. The guy would probably be screaming if he'd decided to take to it with his sai first, but he knew better than to do that.

"Yeah. He's the tech geek." Turning away from the box, he kicks at a broken piece of tile. "Any luck?"

[kyley_b]

"Right. Silly me."

Kyle absolutely would have started screaming if Raphael had tried such a thing. Screaming is sort of Kyle's natural state.

"Is he older? And yes, I think maybe so. Look, there's a slot here, looks like a card reader. Must need a keycard to work, which would be in an office of some kind."

[rage_on]

Raphael would be glad he hasn't been completely subjected to Kyle's natural state. There'd be a lot of slapping upside the head in that case.

"Younger...ish. I mean, we're all the same age and all but you know." He shrugs. "We all got interested in different things. He was always super into electronics and stuff."

Nearing where Kyle's been poking around, Raphael squints at the slot, giving a thoughtful nod. "Guess that'd make sense. So...what? We go office hunting now?"

[kyley_b]

Kyle is one hundred percent the type of guy to actually try to hit a ninja back.

"Oh, right. Turtles. So you were all hatched at the same time." He nods. "That's cool, though. I understand that."

Kyle nods again, looking around. "That door by that box you were looking at, it screams staff only to me. Maybe we can bust it down."

[rage_on]

Oh, Kyle just said the magic words. Raphael's face practically lights up at the suggestion. He eagerly cracks his knuckles.

"My specialty!" he grins, turning to lead them back in that direction.

[kyley_b]

Kyle follows along, grinning. He doesn't want to break the exhibits, but watching someone bust a door down is pretty cool.

He gestures at the door in question.

"Go nuts, dude. I can't do it, I'm just human."