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genessia2019-08-17 04:30 pm
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[Ace and Papyrus are standing together on a roof and both of them seem very excited. They've got something to show off, they're sharing with the cities the test flight of a set of beautifully made wings. They're intricately wired together, made of bones and feathers arranged with care and given structure with leather and metal. They're strangely beautiful, a labor of love that took Ace well over a month to complete. And Ace holds up his handiwork, before moving to actually strap them onto Papyrus. If all goes well, in Ace's mind, Papyrus will be able to fly with these wings by moving his arms like a bird.
This duo of genius is part of the force protecting Fayren. Feel safer, citizens.]
[Great minds think alike, for Papyrus shared the same vision. Naught but confidence and hope shines in his eyesockets as he holds the phone in front of him, taping this historic, groundbreaking event: the world's first flying skeleton.]
GREETINGS, GENESSIA! IT IS I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AND MY GREAT ACE-ISTANT!! TODAY YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEE SOMETHING TRULY AMAZING: SKELE-FLIGHT!! IT'S ALWAYS BEEN A DREAM OF MINE, AND WHEN I SAW THE GREAT HERO HAWKS DO HEROISM ON WINGS, I KNEW IT WAS TIME TO REALIZE THAT DREAM!! NO BAD GUY WOULD EVER EXPECT THE GREAT FLYING PAPYRUS TO SWOOP DOWN AND NAB THEM IN THE ACT!!!
THANKS TO THE GREAT ACE AND HIS GREAT BIRD FRIEND MARCO, THAT ACT WILL BECOME FACT!
[He glides the phone from his torso to his sides, lovingly focused on every detail of his winged apparatus.]
I DONATED SOME OF THE BONES MYSELF!! OBSERVE THE DOWNY PLUMES. TAKE IN THE STICKY GLUE. MARVEL AT THE STURDY BEAMS! WITH THIS AND PLENTY OF EXERCISE ON MY PART, I'LL BE BOTH LIGHT ENOUGH AND STRONG ENOUGH FOR LIFT!!! AND NOW, LIKE MY POPULARITY, IT'S TIME TO SOAR!! BUT NOT FOR TOO LONG!!! I'VE GOT A GOOD FEELING THAT THE NEWSPAPER COULD ARRIVE AT ANY MOMENT! I CAN'T WAIT TO BE INFORMED OF ALL THE CURRENTEST EVENTS! UNTIL THEN, I LEAVE THE RECORDING OF MOMENTOUS, MONSTROUS MARVELS IN YOUR HANDS, ACE.
[He hands the phone to Ace like some hallowed baton of destiny. Without further ado, he sucks in breath, takes a few steps back, then takes a running leap off the rooftop. ]
NYEH HEH HEEEEEEH!!!!
[His arms are flapping overtime with that erratic, manic energy he pulls on in times of need. And it seems to be...working!? He's gliding, at least, gaining altitude. Maybe this isn't so stupid after all. His hit points remain at a healthy 680.]
IF I HAD A HOUSE I COULD TOTALLY SEE IT FROM HERE!!! OH LOOK, THERE'S THE PAPERBOY NOW!
...WAIT, DON'T!!! I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING! SHOO! GO AWAY!!
[He had not been in the world enough to know how vain appealing to the paperboy's mercy was. Not even the most masterful barrel roll could save him from what would transpire. With grim determination and a fierce countenance, the paperboy took out one rolled up parcel, cocked back, and fired. His aim was sure and absolute, like the terrible vengeance of God. Papyrus' path was struck as if by thunderbolt, sending him into a doomed tailspin.]
I'M HIT!!! MAYDAY, MAYDAY!!! BRACE FOR IMPACT!!! I'M GOING DOW--
[He was cut off with a crashing collision, right into the Ivory Tower. That should give the wizards something to talk about. His HP had seen better days.]
Dammit, no! [There's nothing else to see besides motion and blur as Ace takes off after Papyrus because this did not end well and he doesn't even have the mental faculties to think about turning the video off. His pocket eventually does the work for him, when the device is shoved in.
Sorry, he's got a skeleton to save.]
(OOC: Capslock is Papyrus, regular typing is Ace, either dumbass could respond or both.)
This duo of genius is part of the force protecting Fayren. Feel safer, citizens.]
[Great minds think alike, for Papyrus shared the same vision. Naught but confidence and hope shines in his eyesockets as he holds the phone in front of him, taping this historic, groundbreaking event: the world's first flying skeleton.]
GREETINGS, GENESSIA! IT IS I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AND MY GREAT ACE-ISTANT!! TODAY YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEE SOMETHING TRULY AMAZING: SKELE-FLIGHT!! IT'S ALWAYS BEEN A DREAM OF MINE, AND WHEN I SAW THE GREAT HERO HAWKS DO HEROISM ON WINGS, I KNEW IT WAS TIME TO REALIZE THAT DREAM!! NO BAD GUY WOULD EVER EXPECT THE GREAT FLYING PAPYRUS TO SWOOP DOWN AND NAB THEM IN THE ACT!!!
THANKS TO THE GREAT ACE AND HIS GREAT BIRD FRIEND MARCO, THAT ACT WILL BECOME FACT!
[He glides the phone from his torso to his sides, lovingly focused on every detail of his winged apparatus.]
I DONATED SOME OF THE BONES MYSELF!! OBSERVE THE DOWNY PLUMES. TAKE IN THE STICKY GLUE. MARVEL AT THE STURDY BEAMS! WITH THIS AND PLENTY OF EXERCISE ON MY PART, I'LL BE BOTH LIGHT ENOUGH AND STRONG ENOUGH FOR LIFT!!! AND NOW, LIKE MY POPULARITY, IT'S TIME TO SOAR!! BUT NOT FOR TOO LONG!!! I'VE GOT A GOOD FEELING THAT THE NEWSPAPER COULD ARRIVE AT ANY MOMENT! I CAN'T WAIT TO BE INFORMED OF ALL THE CURRENTEST EVENTS! UNTIL THEN, I LEAVE THE RECORDING OF MOMENTOUS, MONSTROUS MARVELS IN YOUR HANDS, ACE.
[He hands the phone to Ace like some hallowed baton of destiny. Without further ado, he sucks in breath, takes a few steps back, then takes a running leap off the rooftop. ]
NYEH HEH HEEEEEEH!!!!
[His arms are flapping overtime with that erratic, manic energy he pulls on in times of need. And it seems to be...working!? He's gliding, at least, gaining altitude. Maybe this isn't so stupid after all. His hit points remain at a healthy 680.]
IF I HAD A HOUSE I COULD TOTALLY SEE IT FROM HERE!!! OH LOOK, THERE'S THE PAPERBOY NOW!
...WAIT, DON'T!!! I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING! SHOO! GO AWAY!!
[He had not been in the world enough to know how vain appealing to the paperboy's mercy was. Not even the most masterful barrel roll could save him from what would transpire. With grim determination and a fierce countenance, the paperboy took out one rolled up parcel, cocked back, and fired. His aim was sure and absolute, like the terrible vengeance of God. Papyrus' path was struck as if by thunderbolt, sending him into a doomed tailspin.]
I'M HIT!!! MAYDAY, MAYDAY!!! BRACE FOR IMPACT!!! I'M GOING DOW--
[He was cut off with a crashing collision, right into the Ivory Tower. That should give the wizards something to talk about. His HP had seen better days.]
Dammit, no! [There's nothing else to see besides motion and blur as Ace takes off after Papyrus because this did not end well and he doesn't even have the mental faculties to think about turning the video off. His pocket eventually does the work for him, when the device is shoved in.
Sorry, he's got a skeleton to save.]
(OOC: Capslock is Papyrus, regular typing is Ace, either dumbass could respond or both.)
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[The boast got away from him. He's a little woozy. He shifted and squirmed on the cushions, untangling himself from the winged contraption. Gosh he hopes it's not broken beyond repair.]
THE HEALING KIND.
[Very helpful.]
THEY'RE IN CLEAR GLASS BOTTLES, CORKED WITH THE FINEST CORKWOOD, CONTAINING GLITTERY, SPARKLING LIQUID WITH THE BEST RESTORATIVE PROPERTIES MONEY DIDN'T HAVE TO BUY!!
[He's glad Silicon gave him so many freebies. If he had to be, goodness forbid, healed by one of the Tower mages, that would be so shameful. The Guardian, having to be fixed by his own people! What a relief it didn't come to that.]
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[Ace procures one of the potions fast, and gets it to Papyrus.]
That one, right?
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[He (very cooly) pops off the cork with his thumb, and swigs the whole thing down. His face screws up.]
A CHEF MIGHT HAVE TO SEE TO THIS. IT'S NOT THE BEST FLAVOR...
[But before he can fit in anymore complaining about healing potions, he's healed! As if by magic--because it is magic and so is he--the bone is recreated in an instant, as if he had never slammed into a tower of wizards at all. He bends and stretches his good-as-new limb, and, satisfied, springs off the couch, an invalid no longer.]
...BUT IT DID THE TRICK!! THANKS ACE!!! I SHOULD START MY PATROL, ESPECIALLY AROUND THE CASTLE, SO THEY CAN SEE JUST HOW GREAT AND UNINJURED THEIR GUARDIAN TRULY IS!!!
[Yes, he's happy to be healthy, but he hasn't forgotten his eternal need to save face. And such a handsome face wants saving.]