Post by rammusokay on Apr 30, 2013 19:29:32 GMT -5
April 30, 23 CLE Rin's Hangar Piltover
It may be a normal day in Piltover. Whatever Rin is working on or whatever the yordle is doing, she will soon have one hell of a surprise waiting for her...
A spike rolling ball crashes through one of the walls of the hangar and starts to roll around. Pieces of junk fly out as the ball runs amok in the hangar. Inventions and Rin's clothing may have been torn and broken and the ball seems to keep on rolling and spinning. A few times, Rin may have to barely dodge the spike balls to save her life (and she is unscathed from all of this).
Then the spike rolling ball crashes at a corner, spirals out of control, and uncurls himself to reveal a very familiar armadillo that wrecked Rin's hangar. His head is still dizzy from the gyro...
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Rin shrugged off the mysterious by passer and lead the group a few blocks away to a little hole in the wall place with a shorting out sign. It was SUPPOSE to read "Rocket Burger" but the illuminated sign read "Rock Burg". Rin laughed.
"I promise, this place is nice. They just aren't well known."
April 30, 23 CLE Rin's Hangar Piltover
Rin had just returned from a long early morning at the shop. She turned the corner and with sluggish feet proceeded to her door. Unlocking the door, she throws her backpack down with her mythril bottle and glider inside. More sluggish feet shuffle to her hammock and she burries herself in, not even bothering to undress. She was exhausted, nuff' said, but
Not even 10 minutes into her nap, Rin was startled awake, and for a good reason. A huge spike ball came crashing into her room. She swooped to grab her most precious belongings, and her protection.. her glider. With quick hands, she flips the backpack onto her back, pulling her wings to her side. She dodges the ball once more before activating one wing. The tiny device comes to life, the second attachment floating into place just as the aetheric material bursts and formulates into shards of the wing.
She barely blocks the ball a second time, deflecting him into a corner of her room where he finally uncurls. However, the deflection is not without consequence. The ball was spinning too fast for the tiny yordle, causing both glider wings to crumble and nearly disintegrate as they hit the spikes. Rin also went flying backwards, spinning over her hammock and falling onto her face.
Post by The Tidal Trickster on May 3, 2013 13:08:28 GMT -5
April 30, 23 CLE
Having made his way to Piltover, doing who knows what on the way, (Someone should probably check up on the border guards, just in case.) Fizz walks through the streets. To lessen the attention towards him, he is wearing a long dark coat and and a wide-brim hat.
Finding his way to Rin's shop while looking for the Yordle Academy, one of his current targets for a prank, he looks inside. A lot of debris and chaos. And Rammus in the middle of it. The Armordillo was such an amusing buddy.
"Rammus, I should hire you as a sidekick. This place is almost as well trashed up as in some of the things I've pulled off."
He walks inside, looking around with a laugh before coming up to the blacked out Rin. A yordle girl... an oddly furry one at that... with some sort of mechanical creation on her, lying on her face. Fizz pokes her in the side with his trident curiously, tilting his head in a way that makes it hard to see who it is beneath the brim of the hat.
"Hey, gal, you alright? Looks like Rammus decided to drop by. This place looks as bad as things I've pulled off."
Out of all the chaos that happened, Rammus the Armadillo emerges from it. He slowly gets up, still dizzy from the crazy gyro from his Powerball. He finds himself in some foreign place where all the gizmos and gadgets Rammus hasn't seen before thrashed before him. Who lives in this junk!?
And then there was a short hatted person. A yordle? Then he recognizes the smell like back in Bandle.
"Fizz."
And he grins widely with his hands joined together and his right feet circling around as if he's innocent and cute. But even Fizz knows that Rammus caused all of this. When Fizz pokes a weird looking yordle girl with his trident, Rammus waddles towards Rin. He looks downward and uses one of his fingers to poke at Rin's cheeks.
Rin groaned slightly. After a few moments of complete black out, Rin sat up slowly. She rubbed her head, her eyes, and eventually pulled her ears over her eyes, whining. Her head was spinning.
"Wh...at is going... on...?"
Her ears slumped to the side, allowing her to see what was around her. The shock sank in slowly as did her heart. Her house was ruined. Nothing stood anymore. Her clothes were everywhere. Her hammock destroyed. Her tools ransacked. Her glider....
Rin would have been okay if everything else was ruined. Would have.
Tears came to her eyes. An emotion of rage and sorrow flowed over her. She jumped to her feet, nearly falling over due to the minor concision. She stumbled to her shredded glider wings. She picked over the parts. It was mostly scrap.. but the core was still in tact. However.. she'd have to completely reconstruct it.
"........ What... what did you do?! WHAT DID YOU DO RAMMUS?! Wh.. why are you even here?! WHAT IS GOING ON?! FIZZ WHY.. WAIT WHY IS FIZZ HERE TOO? I DONT RECALL EITHER OF YOU LIVING IN PILTOVER." Rin pulled her ears over her eyes again, trying to hold back her angry crying. It was about the only time she cried. The confusion set in as well. Two champions she knew of, but never met, in her home that was now a wreckage. What on Runeterra was going on?!
Post by The Tidal Trickster on May 3, 2013 17:07:21 GMT -5
April 30, 23 CLE
Fizz looks at Rin, shaking his head. She recognized him quite fast even beneath the hat and coat, or maybe she heard what Rammus said.
"What, I can't visit a city I might prank in the future? Speaking of which, someone should probably check on those two guards at the front gate. I kinda... gave 'em "Glacier water", which happens to be...
Well, water from the main water supply of Bandle City. That I spiked. With Gragas's brew. That is potent enough to get him drunk off his arse.
Aaaanyhow... I had nothin' to do with whatever happened here. I say that a lot, but this is the first time I actually mean it. I was walking by, notice that somethin' had trashed this place, and find Rammus in one corner of the room, and you in the other one gal. I know just as lil' as you do, and... well, I don't think we'll be getting many answers from mister "OK" here."
He then pulls off the hat and looks at Rin with his usual grin, his eyes oddly blinking from down towards up, unlike those of the land races usually.
"So uhh.... what exactly is this place? And who are you?"
He then pokes Rammus's spiky shell with the ornate back end of his trident.
"And Rammus, actin' all cute and innocent doesn't really work on someone who, according to a lot of humans, looks cute and innocent."
Rammus shifts his turtle eyes to Fizz, then to Rin, then to Fizz, and back to Rin again. He's in big trouble, especially with the mess he made. Such vandalism can end him up in jail...and worse is when the League finds out...OH GOSH! To avert his guilt, he raises his arms and points his finger to...
"Fizz."
Clearly according to the sweet and innocent Rammus, it was Fizz who charged into the place with his spike ball and thrashed the entire place, including Rin's prized glider. Fizz made the guards drunk...he also thrashed the place.
Rin eyed over Fizz again. It definitely was him. She could tell he was confused from her identifying him so fast.
"If you're wondering, yes, I knew it was you. I could tell that fishy smell from a mile away. I've seen a lot of you on the fields when I help Heimer out."
Her ears twitched as he talked about the guards. She sighed heavily. "Well, I guess I have a few things to report then.. my house getting destroyed, and now the guards getting knocked out..." She glared back from Rammus to Fizz. Mostly at Rammus. His guilty look and trying to blame Fizz only showed more that he was scared. She finally sighed. Picking up her shredded glider from the ground and what parts she could pick, she bit her lip, trying not to let tears come to her eyes again.
"O..kay well.. You both have to help me out then. Rammus, don't try to blame someone else. I already know. You knocked me out.. I think... yeah that was you. Man that was crazy.. I don't know what happened but I'll try to get it out of you later.. it was an accident, it seems, anyways just.. .a big one.."
She sat down in the middle of her room and looked around.
"This is my house.. my room.. everything's trashed... I don't know where to start... Maybe I should go get Heimy... My glider.. is ruined too..."
Shaking her head, she looked back to Fizz
"Oh, right, sorry, I'm Rin. I'm the assistant to Heimerdinger. Nice to meet you, both of you.. I think.." She lowered her head, sighing. What was she going to do now? She felt helpless.
Post by The Tidal Trickster on May 4, 2013 15:34:20 GMT -5
April 30, 23 CLE
"Nice to meet ya Rin. And those guards probably aren't knocked out...
But I wouldn't trust 'em to guard anything for a few hours. I don't know what Gragas added to that batch, but it got HIM drunk fast. Geesh."
Fizz keeps smiling with his usual, mischievous grin, which combined with his large eyes and tentacle-like ears was truly one-of-a-kind look with the rest of his kind missing.
"So, you know the AfroBrain? I guess I shouldn't tell ya much if I come up with a prank then, can't have the victims knowing before hand now can I?
Aaand I usually don't exactly help people out, but I guess I could make an exception for someone who looks a bit... unique. You probably get that kind of comments a lot though.
So... what do we have to do?
And don't count on getting answers from Rammus, unless you can get it out with sign language. This guy doesn't really say much outside of 'Okay'."
He pokes Rammus's shell with the ornate handle of the seastone trident again to make his point clear, chuckling.
He turns to Fizz with his hands crossed. He can say an entire monologue if he wants to! It's just that he's a turtle of many actions, not a turtle of words. And actions speak louder than words.
He turns around and starts piling the pieces together as if they're leaves on an autumn season. Piling the junk and gizmos up should lessen the mess he made, though how he's doing it is still...messy.
"Mh, He'll talk as he needs to, I'm sure... I just.. need help getting this cleaned uppppppppPPPPP RAMMUS STOP."
Rin quickly ran to him shuffling the piles of scrap around. It might be scrap, but don't trash it more!
"Something might be salvageable through this! I need... probably Heimer here, or someone else who knows what's good from bad product..." Her eyes darted to her clothing spread across the room. She blushed noticing some of her under garments. "... ONCE I go through some of my own personal belongings..."
"Er, well, do any of you know someone that we can get over here to help out? I have to report this too.. my land lord is going to be SO PISSED!.... WHERE AM I GOING TO LIVE IN THE MEAN TIME?!"
Rin pulled her ears over her eyes again, dancing around in a panic.
The Armordillo blankly stops and simply stares at Rin as she rummages through her trash and metal parts. He notices the exasperated weird yordle rummaging through her broken inventions. Rammus starts to feel bad for Rin. Trying to show her the way, he picks up a torn up magazine, flips through the pages, and shows her a beautiful mansion with fountains and swimming pools. Seeing all the pile of junk, Rin can afford it right?
Post by The Tidal Trickster on May 7, 2013 2:18:26 GMT -5
Fizz looks at Rin, shrugging. He never had to deal with problems like this, living in Bilgewater and the ocean.
"I don't know. Things don't work here like they do in Bilgewater. But, shouldn't this... "landlord" of yers understand that it was Rammus? There's probably marks from his spikes everywhere after all.
... Aaand I know nothin' about all this machinery, so I can't do anything to clean up if you need to go through whatever is salvageable either.
This gives me an idea or two on how to pull a prank in Piltover though... "
He grins and thinks through a few different plans, all needing a bit of preparations.
"Not on you though. What's the fun if the target knows it's comin'?"
"The landlord is kind of a stickler... if I didn't know better, I'd say she's related to Caitlyn..." Rin shrugged, her ears drooping at the thought of the crazy woman screaming at her. "She's already mad at me for turning my 'room' into a garage. Though the door already acted like one anyways..."
Rin's eyes met with Fizz again, glaringly. She smiled weakly at him "Don't try anything funny, trickster. Just because you say you won't, I highly doubt I can believe you.. no offense. You're as bad as Kennen...."
Rin turned to Rammus to see him digging through the piles again to poke at a magazine. Showing her the page, she smiled for a moment at him before realizing what he was saying to her.
"A..AFFORD THAT? Rammus I was living here for a reason! I can hardly make rent as is!"
She grabbed them both softly by the shoulder and pulled them close, staring at the two misfits in her room.
"right, then, you two... You know nothing about mechanics, and nothing about salvaging my work... so how about this, you help me find a home? Just temporary, somewhere I can stay. You know other champions, right? Can you help me ask around if someone can help?"
And Rammus himself looks at the page of the magazine with the mansion. Seeing at Rin's too poor to to afford such a home, he flips through a page till he arrives at a certain page. He may be an armadillo but he giggles at the picture with a suggestive thought in his mind. With a smirk showing in his face, Rammus shows Rin a page with yordle bras then points to a picture of Heimerdinger, suggesting her to sell herself.
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