[[Yea! It is Einnol! Do not worry about it. The Cyl knows his part. *evil grin*. And, by request....]]
EXTERIOR: BETWEEN SOME ROCKS NEAR OJA SOMEWHERE CLOSER TO WHERE THE STORY IS GOING, OR POSSIBLY A LITTLE TO THE LEFT. DAY.
The day seems to be getting hotter and hotter as iKtomiD2 continues scooting his way between the boulders, holding the hopes of all the roleplayers in the world on his bot shoulders. Well, actually, he has the Plans rolled up for a headband to shade his eyes from the harshness of the Azure Sun.
iKtomi halts as something stirs behind one of the boulders. Being of the curious nature, and forgetting the old saying about what killed the cat, he decides to check it out. As he peeks around the rock, a flash of light hits him full in the face, blinding him for a moment. However, he is still quite awake. That is until a rock thumps down on top of his head.
System message: iKtomiD2 has been knocked out by a Gobble.
As the bot tips over, a group of Gobbles comes shambling out of the shadows to claim the bot as their loot. Being too heavy for just one Gobble to carry, the stone wielding Gobble enacts a group loot so that his friends may help him out.
Gobble loot iKtomiD2 for an iKtomiD2
They shamble off, toting their prize.
INTERIOR: A GOBBLE TRAVELING BAZAAR, loot wagon
Eight or so Gobbles carry the still unconscious iKtomi into a bazaar wagon-tent and dump him unceremoniously next to a pile of other bots. Before going, they tie his shoestrings together so that he can not run. The little bot wakes up to find himself amongst bots of every sort, most twisted and malfunctioning beyond use. He trips over a motionless RNquist and bumps into a pile of random bots, who promptly start asking him to use simpler phrases. That is all but one.
JayosePO: You! I thought I was rid of you finally. Why does bad luck continues to beset this humble and simple bot?
Jayose raises his hand to smack iKtomi with a large carpfishā¦. Not sure where he got that. The Gobble mobile bazaar lurched back into motion, carrying our two friendsā¦
Jayose: Pardon me? I can barely stand this walking malfunction. āFriendsā is not the word I would use.
iKtomi copy/pastes what Jaylose said.
Whatever. We continue.
EXTERIOR: MIDDLE OF NOWHERE NEAR OJAā¦..AGAIN
A group of Noobtroppers mull about the site of the crashed and mangled bat-thingy.
Noobtrooper A: Soā¦ what are we doing here again?
Noobtrooper B: I think it is a Questā¦ but I donāt see any bots around.
Noobtrooper C: Maybe they implemented bot-less quests, you think? Maybe if weā¦ KAAAAA!
NoobtrooperC is stabbed in the face by Darth Frostmourn, who- Wait, what are you doing here?
Darth Frostmourn: Too much talking, not enough stabby-ness. I came by to fix that.
Erā¦thanks. Anyways, NoobtrooperB comes to an epiphany as he looks at the crashed bat-thingy and a pair of tracks leading away from it.
NoobtrooperB: Hey! I just had an epiphany. Someoneā¦
Darth Frostmourn: KAAAYEEEYAAAA!
TrooperB is stabbed in the face. What was that for? He was about to tell you where the bots with the Pied Plans went.
Darth Frostmourn: Ohā¦ sorry. I thought āepefanyā was a bad word. Anyways, I guess I should have my boys here go after them, huh?
If you have any left, that isā¦
GOBBLE BAZAAR.
The wagon comes to a halt as iKtomi and Jayose give each other the silent treatment.
Jayose: Twerp.
iKtomi: *beep*
I said silent. The two bots -remain- silent until a couple of Gobbles come in the wagon and start sorting through the other bots, picking out the ones that seem to be at least partially functional.
Jayose: Oh no. They are looking for useful code to scavenge for some horrid internet scam, or WoW neked dark elf hack. We are doomed.
One of the Gobble points out Jay and iKtomi and motions them to the door.
iKtomi beeps.
Jayose: I hate you.
EXTERIOR: GOBBLE BAZAAR OUTSIDE A CARROT FARM
The Gobbles line up all the bots that can stand on their own, and prop up the ones that canāt. Jayose and iKtomiD2 are in that line, along with another of the D2 line of bots, a joseD2. The Gobbles start walking towards the small farm buildings as a older man walks out to greet them. Off in another direction, standing on a hill so as to strike the most heroic pose possible against the dimming Sun is a young man. He watches as the sun slowly loses its power to the coming night, while swirling motes of glowing mist still cling to its surface. Soon, they too will succumb to the ever insistent night.
Woman inside the building: Farren, dear, are you posing on your hill again? Please get off and help your Uncle Venge pick out some bots, now would you? And make sure he gets a bot that is fluent in Italian.
Farren sighs and gets off his hill: Yes Aunt Arianna, Iāll remind him. But all the bots look like pieces of garbage, so I am not sure if they will speak much of anything.
Farren runs over to Venge, who is talking to the leader of the Gobbles and Jayose.
Venge: I suppose you are a roleplaying bot.
Jayose: That is my primary function. My current quest count is overā¦
Venge: I have no need of an RP bot. RP is overrated.
Jayose: Of course you donāt need any RP in a pre-alpha world such as this. That is why I am also fluent in power leveling, PvP, falling off the world, OOC, netspeak, l33t, French, and many other sorts of communication.
Venge: What I need right now is a bot that understands C++.
Jayose: I am programmed in C++! Why, some of my most basic code isā¦
Venge: Do you speak Italian?
Jayose: Well, no.
Venge: Close enough. Weāll take this one. And that joseD2 over there as well.
Gorbak: *gibber gibber, something something, poot* (My good sir, you have chosen an exceptionally good deal on this day.)
Venge: Farren, take these bots inside and have them debugged.
Farren: But I was going toā¦ umā¦ well, I am not sure where I was going, but it had nothing to do with debugging bots.
Venge: You can play with whoever you were going to play with later. Stop being an ingrate and do what I say.
Farren: Fine, fine. Come on Jayose. And the jose also. Get a move on.
Gorbak orders the other Gobbles to herd the remaining bots back into the wagon as Farren starts leading Jayose and joseD2 back to the farm. Suddenly, joseD2 stops.
joseD2 is now known as joseDontwanna.
Farren: Uncle Venge, this bot has bad motivation. Look.
Venge turns to Gorbak: What are you trying to pull here?
Gorbak: *squeal, gibber, spoon, babble* (By everlasting Gods and Forefathers! I had no idea he was defective in such a way. I will remedy the situation immediately. Let me apologize and also sweeten the deal by giving you this pair of pink galoshes, and matching frilly umbrella. You never know when you can use a frilly pink umbrella. Why, I was once caught in a terrible windstorm with only these two items. I would not have been able to survive without them...)
As the Gobble continues the regaling of his tale, iKtomiD2 begins slowly sneaking away behind one of the wagons. Jayose spots him with his sharp eyes, however.
Jayose: Oh no you do not! Sirs, that D2 unit is in perfect shape! Why, he is in such good shape, you could sell all of your other bots, and have him do all the work himself. You could even rent him out to your neighbors for hard labor. He is practically new!
Farren: What about that other one, Uncle Venge?
Venge: Whatever. Weāll take it.
Jayose: You will not regret it sirs. This bot loves to be worked from dawn to dusk, and then dusk to dawn. I should say you never have to let him sleep, for how much he likes to be overworked.
Iktomi: *beep*
Venge continues talking to the Gobble as Farren leads the two bots away. Jayose leans over so that only iKtomi can hear.
Jayose: You mess with the Jay, you get burnedā¦twerp.
[[sorry Sep, no dice.
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