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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 8:05 am
Dirt streets churned by hundreds of feet as people make their way to the crowded smokey factories that churn out the needed materials to keep the Last City alive and running.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:08 pm
Cadman straps his sword to his back as he prepares to venture forth into the wood in search of prey to turn into meat for the few people who are nice to him. he climbs down the back of the factory to the dirt streets and heads toward the delta sector.
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 5:24 pm
*narrator hat*
As Cadman made his way down from his perch he spotted a small scrap of leather tied with a string sitting at the base of his ladder. In the streets beyond the alley Ha could make out people moving to and fro getting ready for the day. The Dining hall next door filled his nostrils with the smell of cooked meat and vegetables.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 5:31 pm
As Cadman reached the bottom he grabed the curious leather and string, perhaps it will be of use some day. He investigated it to determine what it could be used for.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 7:02 am
After closer inspection, Cadman decides to make a stop in Beta sector before heading out to the wood.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 6:40 pm
In the streets dust is churned up as hundreds of feet move to and fro making the needed materials that supply the city. A few wary glares are cast his way as he makes for the section of gamma that connects to Beta.
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:21 am
Cadman ignores the glares of the others as he has done most of his life. he quickens his pace to avoid interaction with anyone else. something more important ran through his head. someone actually wanted to see him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:20 am
Wheeee!
With complete disregard to any and all who might still be sleeping, I fling myself from the webbing everyone in Gamma sleeps in. Screaming loudly as I do so. I have the entire layout of this factory embedded in my mind; I could safely launch myself to any part of the building even in pitch black.
I land on the top of a large machine and I slide into a small hole in the paneling. I shimmy my way between the gears, giggling as the dirt and grease slides off on to my skin. I eventually make it to the bottom and push the loose paneling of the machine out of the way, my own little door out on to the factory floor.
I do a cartwheel, sprint a couple of yards, do a second cartwheel, and slide across the floor, stopping just as my bare feet touch a large metal structure in front of me.
I take out my Multi-tool and wish it good morning.
Ready to play, Jess?
With a giggle I pull out the Phillips-head attachment from the tool’s handle and unscrew a panel on the metal structure. I crawl inside, leaving the panel off and laying on the floor. Inside my structure are piles of gadgets and gears and springs and dead computer chips. I get to spend the whole day just playing with them! I lower my goggles and laugh as I pick up the first computer chip.
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 10:17 am
A low groan fills your ears from somewhere outside the machine.
"Artie..." a low voice grumbles." Do you ever sleep kid? Lord the foreman is going to have neck if you don't learn to be quite."
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 12:07 pm
I poke my head out of the opening, my goggles still down. Silly adult.
I stick my tongue out at the cranky person. Artie no wants to be quiet. It’s more fun to be loud! I turn my head so I’m looking up out of the machine upside down. You need to have more fun. Everyone such sad-sad faces. Should be happy faces. Gotta work now. Byes!
I abruptly yank myself back into my cubby, sticking my hand back out to wave goodbye to my visitor.
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 12:45 pm
A rough hand quickly grabs Artie by the wrist and drags Artie out.
"Oh no you don't." He growls as he hauls you out." You ain't even had anything to 'et yet have you?"
The older kid hauls you out with ease using massive arms honed from years of working on the factory floor.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:10 am
Cadman stops by his roof to drop off his sword and get changed for work. after which he heads straight to the Dining Hall.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 9:09 am
sphagetti man A rough hand quickly grabs Artie by the wrist and drags Artie out. "Oh no you don't." He growls as he hauls you out." You ain't even had anything to 'et yet have you?" The older kid hauls you out with ease using massive arms honed from years of working on the factory floor. Jess! Jess! You forgot Jess! I look helplessly into my hide-away at my poor multi-tool being left all alone. Put me down you big meany! I try to wiggle myself around so that I could climb on to the big arm and maybe make my escape that way. Doesn’t seem to work. I try the next best thing. Kidnapping! Kidnapping in Gamma! Let me go! Guards! Gaaaaaa! I make the biggest scene I can muster as I get carried away. My stomach decides to help by growling violently loud.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 3:48 pm
"Quit yer whinig." the older boy growled. "get yer things and we'll head down to a dining hall."
His hand let go and he stood patiently waiting.
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 8:23 pm
I squeal as I’m released. With arms extended horizontally, like a bird, I flap and “dive bomb” my metal cave. I scoop up Jess and tuck it into my satchel. I stick my head out of the opening and pull on my lower eyelid as I stick out my tongue.
Meanie is mean!
My stomach growling makes me reluctantly comply with his demand, but there’s no way I’ll let him enjoy his achievement. I literally dance around him as he escorts me to the dining hall, singing mockingly the whole way.
Meanie is mean, yes he’s so mean. Meanie, Meanie, why so mean? Such a sad, sad, mean Meanie. Meanie needs to smile, yes smile. Meanie, Meanie, smile!
After about 3 times through the song I manage to get a few others to sing along.
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