text | Free Toe Ring

[emet_sulk]

Type: Text
Sender ID: emet-sulk
To: Public
Subject: Free Toe Ring
Warnings: None besides the nature of the uh. toe ring (Game's A Foot) being what it is.

If there is anyone with a penchant for feet who would take this ridiculous toe ring off my hands then I would be much obliged.

[ He attaches an image of the toe ring, which was his reward from completing the investigation into the brothel's lockbox. ]

Comments

[scooba]

Uh...I want to. I made a penguin before here but that was because I was curious...

As for magitech, I kind of want to but...I have to admit, I'm not the best with all these new technology...

[emet_sulk]

Forget the magic part of it - you know enough to make your creatures, yes? That in itself would be helpful.

I would like to see one of your penguins sometime.

[scooba]

Uh...well, I have Pers with me.

Do you want to see him?

[With that, he quickly sent over a picture of him holding his mechanical penguin]

[emet_sulk]

[ Oh no, that's adorable. ]

Well now, what a well-made little thing. What powers it?

[scooba]

Mostly through circuit boards by means of electricity. Sometimes, it works and other times, it doesn't but I managed to make Pers through trial and error...

[emet_sulk]

Could it be due to a lack of stable power generation? Are you not using a battery?

[scooba]

There is. It took a while as I was trying to figure out how to make something so complex…

To be honest, I think I might be the only one who does something like that in Teyvat.

[emet_sulk]

I could examine it in-person and see if I'm able to stabilise its power source, if you're willing.

[scooba]

Wait, right now?

Uh..care to tell me where you are and you can take a look at Pers in person...?

[emet_sulk]

I did not mean right this moment, no. But if you're willing to meet then I can teleport to the nearest port convenient to you.

[scooba]

That's fine just uh...

Don't expect much. I'm not the best person to talk to in person...

[emet_sulk]

Neither am I. I shan't take it personally if you remain mute.

Shall we meet at Eltrut then?

[scooba]

Yes, that's fine.

Look for a boy with short blond hair and that should be me.

[emet_sulk]

I look like an older man with white and brown hair and a pearl-like 'eye' in their forehead.

[ He will be waiting somewhere suitably public. Like a central plaza or near the docks. ]

[scooba]

font face=courier>Okay, I'll see you then.

[With that, off Freminet went! Should he look around, he'll keep his eyes out for a man with those characteristics. Although, at the same time, he also wanted to keep a low profile.

After all, it was already awkward just sitting around and looking for someone out in public...]

[emet_sulk]

[ Emet-Selch, for his part, keeps an eye out for a blond boy and mechanical penguin. It doesn't take him long to identify them and he strolls over with a little wave. ]

Hello. Might you be the boy who makes penguins? I'm afraid I forgot to ask your name.

[scooba]

[The moment that Freminet saw the tall and scary man, he had to stare at him. While it wasn't for long, it just served as a reminder that there was still a lot of things he didn't know about this world...]

Uh...y-yes, my name is Freminet. It's really nice to meet you in person. I uh....

[emet_sulk]

[ Ah. The boy is timid. He had suspected that might be the case when they warned him of being difficult to talk to. Maybe it's his height. That does tend to be the most obvious source of intimidation...

After a quick glance around to make sure no-one (he knows) is watching, he carefully sinks to one knee so they're more at eye-level. ]

I am Emet-Selch. You said your little mechanical friend was Pers, correct?

[scooba]

[Freminet was intimidated by a lot of people. Not to mention that he has no idea what to expect when talking to this mysterious man in person. However, as he kneeled on to eye-level, the blond had to take a step back.

It was one thing to see a tall scary man but it was another to see him on the same level as he was.]

Yes, that is correct. And um...

[He said before looking at said mechanical penguin in his arms. Without another word, he gave Pers to Emet-Selch to see what he would say.] What do you think?

sorry for wait, finally finished up the new ff14 expac

[emet_sulk]

[ He takes the penguin and gives it a careful examination. There's only so much he can do just kneeling here on the ground with no tools and such, but he can, at least, See the way its electrical current runs through the thing. Is the robotic penguin's internal design simple or complex? Is its power source adequate for all the functions it's been given? ]

Hmm... I think I would benefit from seeing it in action. Would you mind turning it on and have it perform some basic functions?

It's all good!!

[scooba]

Uh...yes, of course.

[With that, he gave a nod before grabbing the penguin back. As he places Pers down, he starts twisting the knob on his back before the penguins starts moving. Swaddling back and forth, Freminet finds himself mumbling a bit.]

...I know it seems rather simple but I'm hoping to find time to upgrade him.

[emet_sulk]

So for the present moment, its only function is to waddle back and forth?

[ If such a simple action is already causing inconsistencies in its power function, it may have to be remade at a fundamental level, he thinks. ]

Hmm... Shall we head somewhere more comfortable and open him up?

[scooba]

Well, he does a little bit more than that...

[Although, having to explain it might be a bit tricky. Looking around, he pointed to a tree nearby. As he gestured him to follow along, he looked down at his penguin once more.]

....He helps me with my battles and acts as a power enhancer...

[emet_sulk]

[ He follows the younger boy's leave, well and truly curious now. ]

Oh? I see. You certainly wouldn't want him malfunctioning in the middle of battle in that case. Are you going to demonstrate?

[scooba]

Sure, you might want to take a set back.

[That said, as they went over to the tree, before throwing the penguin high up in the air. As he did so, there was the sound of a timer being heard. Gesturing the man to take a step back, he took a huge swing of his Claymore. While there was a big wall of ice appearing before them, the timer got louder as if it was getting ready for something.]