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" Agh! We're losing him! Losing him! " Bolts yells as he opens one of the droids covers and starts frantically fiddling with wires. Then Nyla starts working and Bolts calms down. " Oh excellent. Thanks Princess. "
Getting really tired of your BS paizo dice roller... Every time I roll mechanics... :D I guess bolts is not destined to be a great mechanic :D
" A survivor! " bolts exclaims as he sees the astromech. He drops his hat and crouches down to inspect the damage and see what he could do to repair the droid.
I talked with my mate but despite his interest in all things starwars he's to busy to join another PBP.
Bolts gets out of the speeder as it comes to a halt. " We should check for survivors or see if we can track the assailants... " the droid takes off his hat and holds it by his side as he walks about looking at the ground.
" Uh, Hustle? " better access my data banks...Bolts stands stock still for a moment and then shrugs. Hustle: 1.push roughly; jostle. He gets into the speeder making sure to bump, shove or jostle anyone who he passes in the process. " It's good your plan is not to stay in this spot forever. That could get boring and sustinence supplies for you meatbags would quickly run out. " Once the speeder pulls away Bolts leans over to Lom and says kind of quietly like a child's obvious whisper: " So... I'm a little confused. Were those the terrorists dressed up like sand people? Is that the princess? " He points at Nyla " Because I think she just saved us. It's not the way the trope goes but it could make for a good story. " he clings to the brim of his hat as the speeder whooshes along.
It's handy to have a master... Fleshies are so much more accepting of you but Bolts is fickle and could easily name someone else his master if needed. I'm not bothered either way. I have a friend on the boards who might be interested in joining.
Bolts looks at Nyla " So... Ah, Can my master and I have a lift? "
Bolts marches up, servos whirring. He inspects the tattoo.
Bolts glances at Lom and then follows Nyla and Joran. " Too easy, ha! " *adjusts hat.* " That's not normal right? Flying tuskans? "
No worries guys, running PBPs is hard work and very time consuming.
" Anybody got grenades? " Bolts yells as he continues to fire.
Bolts continues firing at the assailants.
Still here. Still interested.
Bolts has a moment of confusion about how being shot at could change the physical form to that of a mynock but shrugs and gets ready to fire anyway.
Bolts returns fire.
Bolts does the same, he get behind the speeder and draws his blaster. His head turns slowly as he scans the rocks.
G'day folks, are we still active here?
No probs :)
Bolts let's go off its blaster, the compartment snaps shut with a hiss. " It wasn't my fault. I'm a great mechanic. " the droid says glancing at the smoking engine. " We're going to save a princess. " Bolts strikes a pose straightening his hat.
Bolts hops out of the speeder heading towards the engine compartment. " Dont worry master I am an excellent mecha... " the droid suddenly pauses as he sees the other speeder slowing down to pull alongside. Its leg compartment pops open and Bolts rests a hand on the blaster pistol. " Are these the miscreants who kidnapped your princess master? Quick take cover! "
" Master, there appears to be a defect with your speeder... " Bolts says raising its hand to its vocabulator " Cough... " It looks away to avoid Zoo Lom's eyes.
After hopping into the speeder and excitedly talking of princess's and ambushes The droids tools retract back into its arms and it pulls out the blaster again checking the powerpack charge readout. Bolts turns to Lom and says " I'm ready. Let's go " the droids voice slightly deeper and taking on an edge that hasn't been there before except for perhaps the last time it drew the blaster.
" What? Never! " Bolts steps back from the speeder. " You can see, I was just increasing the power output of the turbines with a few slight modifications. The speed will be increased by 2.756 percent... " Bolts rambles on while Lom checks the speeder but when The Sulustan says to get in Bolts stops talking about the engine and leaps into the speeder. " Ooo, they are here in the town? Some kind of secret organisation! Terrorists! Kidnapping a Princess they hold her hostage and make demands. But today they need to move her and we will set up an ambush! "
@ Nyla, sorry for the confusion, but Bo1T5 is destroying Zoo Lom's speeder across the street. You just have a Jedi and a bounty sitting in yours. No... "Improvements!" :D
After the speeder is loaded and while Zoo Lom is inside doing something "Meatbaggy" and uninteresting Bolts waits next to the speeder. After a couple of minutes standing absolutely still the droid starts tapping one foot, then after a minute of doing that tools suddenly sprout form its forearm compartments and it starts making an odd kind of music with them Ting, Ting, Woorp, Woosh... Ting Ting Tang, Woorp woorp, Woosh, Zzzzt. using all sorts of tools to get the different sounds. (Sonic welder, Fushion cutter, and his electroshock probe etc) This goes on for a couple of minutes, then after snooping at Zoo Lom's door he moves over to the engine compartment of the speeder and pops the hood. " HMmmmmmmmmmmm " It drones as it looks the engine over. Then it goes to work making some "improvements"...
Poor Mad Zabrak though... All he did was through a spanner and suddenly everyone was threatening him... As a mechanic I can tell you, thrown tools can happen at times. :P
:D love. Nyla's diplomacy!
Bolts offers a stream of questions/comments as Zoo Lom goes about his business. " Is this where the princess is being held? ... Why do beings sit as they eat? ... This speeder looks in need of some serious repairs. ... What is this cone for? ... Is it time to save the princess yet? " Though the droid does help with a lot of the heavy lifting.
" Ah Sabacc. A game of counting cards while simultaneously predicting the odds of the random card fluctuations... Good job Master. " the Droid makes an arm motion as if to say 'after you' and waits to follow Zoo Lom to the speeder.
Bolts waits looking at Zoo, after a moment (in which the Sulustan may be wondering to what Princess the droid is referring to.) Bolts speaks up again." So, where is the Princess being held Master, is it far? Will we need a transport? " then it leans in conspiratorially " Dont worry. I am equipped for trouble" a compartment in the droids right leg pops open and it takes out a large blaster pistol. Bolts spins it on a finger before placing it back in the compartment, the door snapping shut with a soft hiss of a servo. One of the droids red eyes winks out and then turns back on. The droid straightens and adds " Though if she is being held by a Krayt Dragon we may need some explosives of some kind! "
*tips awesome cowboy hat... " No trouble master. "
I'm having THE best time :) Bolts is going to calm down just a little now that he has something to focus on.
Oh yeah I worked that out. Looking forward to Bolts fully believing Nyla is a princess...
Ah full payment in advance for B01T5... :D
Bolts takes the wide brimmed hat, and with a flourish places it on its head, running a hand along the brim to pull it down low. " I, am Bolts! " the droid states as a dramatically as its vocabulator will allow. The grey blanket wrapped around the droids body falls into the sand. Bolts bends and picks it up. " I need to work out a better way to wear this... What do you think Master? " He asks Lom " Maybe if I put a hole in the middle and wear it over my head? " Without waiting for an answer the droid rips the blanket and wears it like a poncho. He does a few test jumps and swivels to make sure the blanket stays in place. " Excellent, let's go save that Princess! "
" How rrr, rude! " B01T5 stomps away from the hat stand muttering about how hat salesmen will be the first against the wall in the mechanical uprising. As the Bo1t5 droid is sulking around the marketplace, Zoo Lom approaches it with a proposition." Listen, I know that woman, Mando or not will not be able to complete this task alone.I also know that you are no protocol droid. We rescue the princess, save the kid and get Bella's reward. What do you say? " ZL asks of Bo1t5s. The droid stares at Zoo Lom for a couple of seconds while it adjusts its blanket. A princess? This sounds serious... " I like you. Buy me that wide brimmed hat and you have a deal. "
I'm really enjoying this and I hope others don't find it annoying or disruptive. If it gets to much just let me know and I'll reign it in a bit.
Bolts is probably channeling a little bit of Bender, and HK-47. It will calm down once it has something new and exciting to do. At the moment it just really wants to know what goes on in the cantina. Must be something good because droids arn't allowed... Bolts is a little nuts and a little child like.
Just wait till I try to swap data cards for the hat...
Maybe I can sneak in all quiet, maybe if I cover myself in material in meatbag fashion... Bolts stops in its tracks halfway down the Main Street. Suddenly it ducks down an alley spying some clothes hung out to dry. It grabs a blanket and wraps it around its body. " This will do. But I'll need something to cover my head... " Bolts heads north into the market looking about till he find a hat stall. Then he addresses the vendor.
" I will inform Osslo, but I don't understand why I can't collect a bevera... Woh! " the droid says, the stream of word continuing right up until he is thrown out onto the street. Hmm, rude! Well drinking various beverages in a cloudy atmosphere hardly seems exciting... Perhaps it is the conversation that beings come for? Bolts clomps off down the street.
Bolts will be super excited to have earned a nickname.
Damn, I'm trying really hard to write it instead of he... But I've noticed I slipped up in my gameplay post...
"A disguise." Bolts smacks itself in the forehead. " Why didn't I think of that! " I'm really fine with the second class citizen thing. (Bolts isn't but I am.) As long as I can link up with the party somehow. Bolts is a little unhinged. It also only has around three years of memories (probably due to memory wipes) It really just wants to know what everyone does in the Oasis...
Yes, exactly the roll I wanted.
Bolts strides backwards and forwards in front of the cantina entrance the servos of its legs whirring. It pauses every couple of minutes or when someone enters or exits and try's to get look through the door. " Silly squishy's rules... " it says, in a barely audible voice. " Why can't droids go in? What is so good in there? All the meatbags go in everyday... " It pauses as a couple of people move past. " I will go in. I can make up something... A reason. " Bolts strides through the cantina door and states in a loud voice. " Osslo sent me here. He needs a... " The droids head swivels back and forth taking in the room, all the beings drinking in the haze. " Drink! " He concludes, sounding smug as he finishes what he believes is a great lie.
Hmm B01T5 went for Knowledge Technology...
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