For Science

[unknowing_user]

Despite ending up in some bizarre place that wasn't home, again, and running into someone that not even ten minutes before waking up in this place had been trying to kill him. Sam was doing pretty well, likely in part that after twitching out in a corner over seeing a younger version of a face that helped raised him on someone that was trying to kill him, he realized the murdering was not going to happen. For now at least.

This meant poking about the place. More specifically finding used or about to be thrown out electronics and other gadgets he could take apart and figure out. Mostly because he tuned out everything regarding becoming a student here and thus part of what exactly he would gain from such.

This little adventure proved a bit more profitable then he had originally thought, since he hadn't had to barter manual labor to get things. Now how to get it back to his little living space and where to start first was the question. Considering he was going to draw more looks if he kept wandering around carrying battered items.






((OOC: Action tags or prose is more then welcomed brosefs. Also placeholder but I work split shift today so I may not be able to get to tags until late tonight or tomorrow depending on how long I have to spend cleaning my kitchen after this parent dinner.))

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[pinkspaceprincess]

One of Tsumugi's tentacles was also tooling around the ship, although in her case, she had a bag full of pet-related odds and ends -- a feather toy attached to a stick, a collar, several cans of pet food.

It stopped to speak to the man with the electronics parts. "Hello! Are you taking that to a recycling center? That's very responsible of you!"

[unknowing_user]

He'll just eyeball for a moment there, but he can roll with this because you're actually civil. He also won't make the joke he automatically wants to make because he's not certain if there is natural weapons and a bad temper at play here.

"Naw, can't have too many spare parts. Didn't realize people still kept pets in the future."

He says as he eyes the items the other...person is carrying.

[pinkspaceprincess]

Tsumugi used one of her tentacle's feelers to take out one of the cans, which turned out to be some sort of chicken-flavored cat food emblazoned with all sorts of reassurances that this was THE BEST FOOD TO FEED YOUR HAPPY CAT.

"It would be sad if they didn't, wouldn't it? Lots of people could use a little extra companionship. Like maybe if you're in the hospital for a long time, or your children have all left home."

"Are you a technician, then? Or maybe an engineer, like Mr. Geordi?"

[unknowing_user]

It's nice to see even with space cities that can labels were still as stupid now as they are back home.

"Keeps people busy at least. Though, I do think if the pet sweater craze is still around it should be protested. You don't put pets in crazy looking sweaters do you?"

If the stupid dork of a smile twisted a little in awkwardness at not knowing who you are talking about it's hopefully slight enough to make it not that stupid looking.

"Not exactly, I just dabble in anything that catches my interest and hey being from the twenty first century means I have to play catch up a bit here."

[pinkspaceprincess]

She dropped her bag in shock; one of the cans fell out and rolled a short distance away. "The twenty-first century?"

Then Tsumugi seemed to recover herself, picking up her bag once more. "I'm sorry, that was awfully rude of me; it's just that I never thought I'd meet someone from a thousand years ago. Um, if you don't mind me asking, does that mean that you come from Earth?"

Sorry about that, Flynn. The subject of pet sweaters was, for the time being, completely forgotten.

[tinywife]

Pinoko was just staring at the walking pile of electronic parts. She had gone out to the market as well, mostly to buy some food, and also to find the Renaissance Center, since she had to fill out some paperwork there if she wanted to get a job as a nurse in the Fleet. But she needed to buy food so that she could cook since the food from the fabricators didn't taste right.

Why did space technology have to be so hard?

"Um... do you need help carrying all that?"

She kind of hoped there was a person behind all that stuff, and that it wasn't a wandering pile of sentient electronics. Though that option would be kind of neat too.

[unknowing_user]

"Nope, I got it."

It was an automatic reply, though he did shift the bundle in his arms a bit so he could see and be seen a little more clearly. Mostly because he didn't even know who or what he was talking to right now.

"Uhm thanks anyways little lady."

Because clearly automatic logic is that you're a little kid and only a dick is rude to a kid.

[tinywife]

"You're welcome!"

Pinoko was smiling.

"That's a lot of stuff. What do you need all that stuff for anyway?"

It was a valid question. There were all sorts of electronics there. And Pinoko might be a little disappointed that there was a person behind all that stuff, and it wasn't just a walking sentient pile of electronics. Oh well.

[unknowing_user]

"I'm going to take it apart and see how it works mostly."

Sorry Pinoko, you may have to look somewhere else on the ship if you want to see sentient toasters or such.

"What has you out and about here lady?"

[littlecrowgirl]

Walking around the ship was kind of the hobby of choice for a lot of the people here, wasn't it? Because add Kay to that list as she's seen wandering, tablet held to her side this time. No more bumping into people this time!

So she'll be the first one to see Sam, surprised at his...normalcy. That was -sadly- very rare in this place.

"Hey!"

What a good way to get a random person's attention!

[unknowing_user]

He really should be used to being randomly yelled out. Then again they usually yelled out his name or some variation of 'that's Flynn's kid" while doing it. So moving in a bit of a circle in confusion to locate the one who had yelled out.

Welp Kay, he's also a bit surprised at seeing a you as well, and you actually trying to catch his attention there.

"Hey yourself. Did I snag something you were looking at? Though I didn't think many would be interested in junk that much."

[littlecrowgirl]

Nope, just 'HEY' will suffice for now. Because let's be honest, you're pretty normal compared to everyone else, Sam. She can't exactly call you 'giant tentacle guy'. That'd be weird.

"Huh? Oh, nope! Just kinda...saw your normalcy! If that makes any sense, heh."

A hand goes to her scarf before extending it out for a handshake.

"And...just maybe you look as lost as I am."

[unknowing_user]

"A time when humans are not the majority, I think they did movies and video games like this."

And he'll just shift some of his junk a bit so he can shake as well.

"Well hello to you lost one. May we ever annoy the regulars with our questions about everything."

[Jaws theme plays]

[ja307020]

Clearly the User world is more glitched than even the unlamented Clu thought, because the theoretically-simple task of registering his function had turned out to be, in practice, more like a very complex web of potential "career paths" that all involved a great deal of filling out forms.

So, armed with copies of all the said forms, Tron did the most logical next thing. Go look for the User to consult on a next step.. and since Sam was about the most adept at translating between User-nonsense and things that could actually be parsed, he went looking for Sam.

He did take a couple moments to observe the shambling mound of broken bits before speaking, though. That was a pretty impressive collection.

"User."

One day he'll put a bell on you just watch

[unknowing_user]

"JESUS"

Someone is still not exactly over that phrase being spoken to him, or more like has hasn't exactly had time to not recall the entire arena of death where he met the one speaking that phrase just yet.

Yeah, so there may have been a slight higher pitch to his normal tone there and though a few things likely fell as he jumped to turn towards you he managed to keep most of it. Have a glarey and not happy user Tron because that was not cool at all dude.

"Do you get some sort of enjoyment in doing that?"

[ja307020]

Judging by the smirk and the actual light of mischief in Tron's eyes.. yes, yes he does get some enjoyment out of that.

"I am not Jesus."

And also with the taking everything literally.

"I require clarification of User protocols."

[unknowing_user]

"I'd fear for our souls if you actually were."

He will never get used to that aspect of you, it ruins so many quips if he has to turn around and explain what they mean.

"And I know you're not Jesus it's a figure of speech that would take way too long of a lecture to explain why and who he actually is."

...Seriously? You hunted him down because you didn't understand something. This is going to become a common thing isn't it?

"What confused you this time?"

[greatone]

Jaina was off to the market district to try and see if she could look into repair equipment. She didn't have her X-Wing, but sitting around doing nothing was making her listless and there was a loose bolt in her room that was driving her crazy.

She slows a little in her step at seeing the walking trash compactor, raising an eyebrow.

"Building a fort?"

Force, she hoped he knew that he was carrying around a bunch of scrap metal.

[unknowing_user]

He's just going to give a stupid little smirk.

"Maybe if I get bored enough and somehow reach that point that I have too much in the way of spare parts."

Because tinkerers can never have enough wires and gears lying about if they decide to build something in boredom.

[greatone]

She matches it with both brows raising and an amused grin of her own.

"So you're just making a habit of hoarding trash?"

[unknowing_user]

"Hey I built a house out of junk before. Don't knock it. That and taking apart junk I think is a better teaching aide then sitting in a class or reading some dry manual."

Don't insult his twenty first century habits there.

[crux_npcs]

"What are you doing?" Asks a hawk-nosed older man who notices Flynn dumpster diving behind his house, coming out in a bathrobe and blinking owlishly at him.

[unknowing_user]

"Enlisting your old electronics for a newer purpose?"

The fake charming smile is not helping his case at all. Luckily there's no shotgun in sight this time.

[crux_npcs]

The older man, shakes his head, as though surprised by the idea, "Why not just recycle them through the replicators and have something new made for yourself? Are you a hobbyist or something?"

[unknowing_user]

"Yeah something like that. Like to make things myself now and again you know."

Why no he's not just bullshitting and trying to not give up the info that he's new and a bit behind on the technology times.