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The large, heavy doors of the Gizmo shop were wide open. Piles of gears, springs, screws, and unidentifiable contraptions lay outside the door, their shadows heavily cast over a wall as the light from the shop brightly illuminated behind them. "Hmm ... Theece won't doo .... Nah. Meh be .... NO!" An impatient, gurgling voice yelled as more springs and gears flew out of the shop, littering more and more metal all over the ground.
"HMPH! What useleece human eenven-cheens! Eez there NOTHEENG actually MODERN here?!" Chopsuey grumbled loudly to himself, dramatically flailing his arms. He stood among a large pile of other broken contraptions, even bigger than the discarded scrap metal outside the gizmo shop. Besides the metal junk piles, the gizmo shop itslef was also in ruins, notably clawed at and broken apart. Both by past heartless attacks and by Chopsuey himself. The green alien was rummaging about, looking for parts he could use to repair his ship that was damaged by heartless. But he couldn't find any material suitable for such needs! How did humans achieve spaceflight to other worlds but NOT have any "state of the art" equipment that even the most primitive alien races possesed?
"Stoopeed humans cehnnot be trusted weeth anytheeng!" He continued ranting, uncaring that no one else was around to hear him out. The little green alien kicked at the metal scraps, still angry about his confusing meeting with humans on another planet that ISN'T Earth. Well, that isn't too important at the moment. Chopsuey's ears twitched at the sound of some strange noises outside. He'd better hurry his scavenging if he is to avoid another heartless confrontation ..... The experiment continued examining and tossing away metal objects at a fast pace .....
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Last Edit: Sept 18, 2010 21:15:41 GMT -4 by globber
(Thankfully, I'm not dead. So... I have to post, don't I?)
Splodyhead was walking around in the Second District, not knowing where to go. He was very confused. The little creature wanted his Ohana back, but he didn't know where they were. He would do anything to see one of his cousi-----
He heard noises, coming from somewhere near him... He noticed it came from a shop, which had alot of metal infront of it. It looked like the stuff from back home. Maybe there was something inside that could take him there. The little experiment ran through the doors, and was so happy that he saw his...... COUSIN!!! 619 let out a small bark as he ran up to his cousin. The cousin wasn't a cousin he knew alot, but he knew it was his cousin.
Chopsuey grew more and more annoyed with the scraps of trashed metal he dug up. All of this primitive forms of technology would greatly slow down the time he has to fixing his ship. He was just about ready to pull out his two plasma blasters (both hidden in the same place that he usually pulls his extra arms into) to destroy the entire shop out of annoyance, but then .... a sudden bark stopped him. "Eh?" The green alien grumbled and turned around. "OH MY GOSH ...." ANOTHER experiment? One that survived the heartless rampage? Here on another planet? Worse of all .... WITH CHOPSUEY?
Experiment 621 groaned to himself upon the sight of 619 .... Otherwise named "Splodyhead" .... Immediatley, Chopsuey snarlled at his older cousin and followed up with a not so friendly welcoming. "Oh HOOO. Lookie here! Ehnother one of my brethren! SOOOOO Seex-one-nine, I see you haveeent been eaten by veeshus heartless monsters, no? Well that eez just TOO. DARN. BEHD!!" Chopsuey twitched and chattered a few times out of annoyance before he picked up a large gear to bop himself on the head with.
"Seex-one-nine! My eenferior predecessor, how deed you reach thees plehnet? Where are thee other experiments?!" He asked with irritation in his gurgling voice. As soon as he escaped from his sickening "ohana", they just had to drop by at the worse time!
(I understand Splodyhead can't speak. However, as an experiment, Chopsuey is able to understand what Splodyhead is "wanting to say", as the experiments can all understand eachother anyway)
Splodyhead was shocked by his cousin's greeting. Hmm... Why was he so mad??? He was about to find out. He listened to his cousin speak, and when he finished, Splodyhead remembered his name. 621, also known as "Chopsuey", he remembered.
Then 621 asked him a question. Splodyhead then stood on two of his tenticles, instead of walking like a dog. He simply shrugged at the question. He didn't know how he got there...? It seemed like Chopsuey didn't either. Hmm... Odd. Well, he was going to try be friendly with his cousin, since 621 was the only cousin he had. He just wanted to hug his poor cousin. He looked like he needed a hug. But, he didn't want to make Chopsuey hate him more.
"Chopsuey, it makes so happy to find you. I can't find any other of our Ohana anywhere. It looks like its just you and me, buddy." he barked at him and smiled. Now, thankfully, he could find someone who could understand him, instead of finding a wall to write on. He extended his dog arm towards his cousin, so he could shake his hand.
"Come on, I know you probably don't want to see me, since it looks like you got yourself living a nice life here, and probably don't want to share." he barked as he turned his head a little bit to see all the metal around them. Of course, Splodyhead wouldn't mind living here, but he knew he rather live somewhere else. But, if his cousin was happy living there, he would be happy.
He then turned his attention back towards his cousin, "But I can help you out and stuff. So... Could I help ya out and stay with you for a while. Well, atleast until I find another cousin to stay with. Then you'll never see me again," he barked and then put a cheesy smile on his face. The little experiment knew 621 wasn't the most friendly out of his cousins, but he didn't care. He was simply too happy to find a member of his Ohana.
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Last Edit: Oct 10, 2010 16:26:09 GMT -4 by globber
621's eyes flashed with a positive liveliness for a second, but just a second. Otherwise, he was still mad at Splodyhead. Not for any good or personal reason, just for the heck of it. Still, it felt very juicy and rewarding to finally have an experiment begging HIM for something. A place to stay, was it? Oh what a slight delight it was, even f it was a small one. But Chopsuey kept that bit of positivity from showing. The green experiment decided to instead swat away Splodyhead's hand, not interested in a handshake.
"I do not need help from some failed experiment thet probably knows NOTHEENGH of what I ehm do-eengh right now!" Chopsuey loudly replied, hoping to make his older cousin feel bad or something. He chuckled to himself so hard, one of his black eyes bulged for a few seconds. As he started speaking, the green experiment's voice constantly fluctuated from nervous cackling to aggressive growling. "Well, Seex-one-nine, theez EEZN'T my plehce, and eet most DEFINITLEY eezn't eh heppy leeveengh, but eet weel hefto do before I feex my sheep and leave theez terrible town." He said as a harsh matter of fact.
Chopsuey thought for a second about how Splodyhead might be able to serve his purposes ..... He continued on, this time showing happiness in knowing that his cousin needs SOMETHING from himself. "Buuut, I weel be hehppy to tehk you een, cuzzeen. Ehfter all, you are fehmily .... But .... ONLY eef you swear to work a leetle bit for me, and call me MEHSTER! I need ehn .... ehprentice-" Chopsuey kept himself from saying "assistant", for it would imply he needed help, which he does. "You cehn steh weeth me eef you do ehz you are told, join me weeth some experiments I conduct around town, and most eemportantly, help find a home wee cehn steh een!"
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Last Edit: Nov 23, 2010 16:05:52 GMT -4 by globber