ϟ First Plan
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notpredictableMegamind is completely unimpressed with the lack of technology this place has to offer.
“Primitive, that’s what this is – hardly an ounce of scrap metal to work with.” He’s grumbling under his breath as he prowls the grounds, face twisted into a weary and tired expression. He hadn’t slept well since arrival – not that he slept much to begin with – but the lack of proper rest was beginning to take its toll.
That and the words ‘cataclysm’ and ‘unmade’ are on repeat in his oversized mind. He’s seen this movie once before, watching his home swallowed whole by a black, swirling vortex in space – entirely unforgiving in its relentlessness, it consumed his planet and left nothing in its wake.
To think, to even consider that that had happened to his second home, to Metro Man, Roxanne, Minion--
Impossible. Not just improbable, but impossible. Megamind refused to believe it, would not believe it or accept it.
His cape swished at his ankles as he strode, intent on a full exploration and a full detailing of his map. He’s scratching in his book as he walks, taking notes.
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Entry 1 – Day Four of Captivity; Evil Plan Number 7546 Underway
Keep – Worn, primitive. Lacking in latest tech or any tech at all. Will be difficult to construct weapons of diabolical genius. Surrounded on the north and west sides by botanical gardens and captive Gallus domesticus.
ϟFloor 1
Kitchens – items easily requisitionable at any time.
Infirmary – Keep safe distance and observe only from afar. Suspicious female within.
ϟFloor 2
Large hall, includes main entrance. Take the bridge, watch step.
ϟFloor 3
Storeroom, musi—
[The neat black handwriting trails off. He’s either been interrupted, distracted, or murdered. Do you respond? Check on him? Continue in your oblivion?]
((ooc: Megamind is approachable during this entry! Feel free to tag in and assume you have intercepted him at any point that is listed. If you have an antagonistic character that needles him into the point of agitation and anger, there is a likely chance he will dehydrate you. He is not a heroyet and won’t hesitate to leave a trail of little blue cubes in his wake until he gets punished that is. Please specify if this is not acceptable. Mods if this isn’t cool, let me know! Thanks, guys!))
“Primitive, that’s what this is – hardly an ounce of scrap metal to work with.” He’s grumbling under his breath as he prowls the grounds, face twisted into a weary and tired expression. He hadn’t slept well since arrival – not that he slept much to begin with – but the lack of proper rest was beginning to take its toll.
That and the words ‘cataclysm’ and ‘unmade’ are on repeat in his oversized mind. He’s seen this movie once before, watching his home swallowed whole by a black, swirling vortex in space – entirely unforgiving in its relentlessness, it consumed his planet and left nothing in its wake.
To think, to even consider that that had happened to his second home, to Metro Man, Roxanne, Minion--
Impossible. Not just improbable, but impossible. Megamind refused to believe it, would not believe it or accept it.
His cape swished at his ankles as he strode, intent on a full exploration and a full detailing of his map. He’s scratching in his book as he walks, taking notes.
[The next portion will appear as a text entry.]
Entry 1 – Day Four of Captivity; Evil Plan Number 7546 Underway
Keep – Worn, primitive. Lacking in latest tech or any tech at all. Will be difficult to construct weapons of diabolical genius. Surrounded on the north and west sides by botanical gardens and captive Gallus domesticus.
ϟFloor 1
Kitchens – items easily requisitionable at any time.
Infirmary – Keep safe distance and observe only from afar. Suspicious female within.
ϟFloor 2
Large hall, includes main entrance. Take the bridge, watch step.
ϟFloor 3
Storeroom, musi—
[The neat black handwriting trails off. He’s either been interrupted, distracted, or murdered. Do you respond? Check on him? Continue in your oblivion?]
((ooc: Megamind is approachable during this entry! Feel free to tag in and assume you have intercepted him at any point that is listed. If you have an antagonistic character that needles him into the point of agitation and anger, there is a likely chance he will dehydrate you. He is not a hero
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Date: 2011-04-13 03:00 am (UTC)It means that I've simply learned 7,545 lessons.
[yeah you hit it on the nose.]
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Date: 2011-04-13 03:29 am (UTC)Yes. Of course. Lessons in failure, no doubt. How peculiar that you'd keep such meticulous track of them. And that this one would be taking stock of a floor plan. Not particularly evil, in my opinion.
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Date: 2011-04-13 03:37 am (UTC)[Grumble. Totally not pouting.]
And it's not finished! Honestly, you'd think everyone here was daft.
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Date: 2011-04-13 03:47 am (UTC)I should certainly hope it wasn't finished. Dare I ask what your intentions are?
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Date: 2011-04-13 03:49 am (UTC)You can ask, but they will not be revealed until I am ready! It might have something to do with the Gallus domesticus.
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Date: 2011-04-13 03:52 am (UTC)[pauses. gallus domesticus? but that's -- ]
The chickens? Oh, this will be entertaining to watch.
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Date: 2011-04-13 03:56 am (UTC)[...B|]
You wait! My robochickens will be the bane of this keeps existence! They'll have to release me.
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Date: 2011-04-13 04:01 am (UTC)[ ... ] Robochickens.
You're serious.
[he is suddenly and horribly reminded of a certain insect back home.]
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Date: 2011-04-13 04:16 am (UTC)How old are you?
[Of course he's serious.]
Quite. Though it will depend on how quickly I can accumulate steel.
And something to power them.
This might be a little more difficult than I initially thought.
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Date: 2011-04-13 04:25 am (UTC)Given that we're in what I've approximated at the middle of the medieval period, yes, I think that's going to be a touch more difficult than you originally planned.
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Date: 2011-04-13 04:27 am (UTC)[He's derailed by this whole 1500 years old thing.]
How?!
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Date: 2011-04-13 04:36 am (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-04-13 03:23 pm (UTC)Forgive me if I seem a little incredulous.
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Date: 2011-04-13 03:41 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-04-18 01:41 pm (UTC)But I'm open to chit chat.
[Please, enlighten him. He might be incredulous, but he'll listen.]
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Date: 2011-04-18 02:08 pm (UTC)What precisely would you suggest "chit chat" be about?
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Date: 2011-04-18 02:21 pm (UTC)Might I suggest an exchange of knowledge? It seems to me we could stand to learn from each other.
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Date: 2011-04-18 02:34 pm (UTC)Very well. I'm open to the idea.
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Date: 2011-04-19 02:00 am (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-04-19 02:29 am (UTC)[by which he means any and all eavesdroppers will be thrown off the castle walls.]
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Date: 2011-04-19 02:49 am (UTC)[text]
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Date: 2011-04-20 01:03 am (UTC)[text]
Date: 2011-04-20 02:02 am (UTC)you know, he's not even going to ask.]
I'll take your word for it.
Where should we meet? Courtyard? Castle walls?
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Date: 2011-04-20 02:10 am (UTC)I have decided--!
The walls.
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