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thefinaljedi) wrote2013-01-26 02:22 pm
thefinaljedi) wrote2013-01-26 02:22 pm
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15th Transmission: Fourth Wall Episode II The Fourth Wall Strikes Back! [Action!]
[When Luke woke up that morning, he got a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that there was something strange going on. Sound flooded his senses, and Artoo had rolled into his room, bleeping excitedly. Apparently there were a lot of new people in the village today, and the droid was pretty annoyed. More than usual.
He grabbed up his things, clipped on his lightsaber, and headed out into the rather large number of strangers that'd gathered around Luceti.]
You weren't kidding, Artoo. There are a lot of New Feathers this time around.
[Only, he was beginning to notice...these people didn't have wings. That was new. That hadn't happened before, ever, to his knowledge.]
What's going on?
[Luke makes his rounds as usual, albeit slightly slower, heading around to the Village Clinic, the Battle Dome, the Tea Shop, and the Farm. In the evening, he's probably weirded out enough to have visited Seventh Heaven to indulge in hot chocolate, so feel free to grab him up anywhere, anytime, and for whatever purpose you might have.]
He grabbed up his things, clipped on his lightsaber, and headed out into the rather large number of strangers that'd gathered around Luceti.]
You weren't kidding, Artoo. There are a lot of New Feathers this time around.
[Only, he was beginning to notice...these people didn't have wings. That was new. That hadn't happened before, ever, to his knowledge.]
What's going on?
[Luke makes his rounds as usual, albeit slightly slower, heading around to the Village Clinic, the Battle Dome, the Tea Shop, and the Farm. In the evening, he's probably weirded out enough to have visited Seventh Heaven to indulge in hot chocolate, so feel free to grab him up anywhere, anytime, and for whatever purpose you might have.]
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It is, of course, primitive compared to the technological genius of Insano! But it was a start.]
Now, then, let's take a look at how you work, shall we, my diminutive friend?
[And then he begins giggling a shrill, maniacal giggle.]
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Who are you? [Luke's not in the mood for this.]
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[He giggles slightly, turning to face Luke.]
And your robot seems to be malfunctioning, it just shocked me.
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[Luke folds his arms over his chest]
Dr. Insano. What are you doing in my house?
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[He starts giggling again. He does that a lot, it seems like.]
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[Luke folds his arms, watching in amusement]
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[And now he's just gonna get right back down there and try to clumsily pry open one of Artoo's panels.]
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1/2
[He falls onto his backside, a cartoonish bolt of electricity sizzling through his singed hair.]
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Oh, very clever, my tiny robotic adversary, but your electrical probe is no match for my science!
[And then he proceeds to... um. Shock Artoo right back.]
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VWEEP, DOOT DEET DOOT!
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Oh, that's not even-
[And suddenly, his own lightning sends him reeling back to the carpet., as even more singing and sparks dance across his face and body.]
Fair.
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[Artoo beeps indignantly]
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You may have won this time, little blue robot, but you have not heard the last of Doctor Insano!
[And then, cackling, he throws down a tiny pellet, releasing a cloud of smoke.
And, still clearly visible through it, he runs out the door.]
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[Artoo's little blowdryer attachment gets rid of most of the smoke and Luke shuts the door. The little droid boops and bleeps.]
I know, right? People get stranger all the time.