21st Invasion

[moemoetentacles]

[It's Father's Day, and look who gives no fucks.  Squid Girl is in the back yard of 452 Stone Street today with a pile of lumber, a hammer, and a bunch of nails, trying to put together her glorious Squidbase.  Agatha promised her she could have her own TV out here, after all, so that pretty much sealed the deal.  Of course, if any guys happen to come by and ask her any favors, she'll have to comply, but as of yet she hasn't really noticed anything is wrong.  She'll be out here for most of the day, though.]

1. [Squid Girl is standing in front of the pile of lumber, holding a hammer and looking rather confused about how to start.  She'll be damned if she's going to ask for any help, though.]

This didn't look too hard when I saw those kids doing it on that TV show... so it should be easy for me!

2. [An hour or so in, and things aren't going so well.  Squid Girl now has two piles of lumber - one untouched, and the other consisting of boards with nails sticking out of them at odd and dangerous angles, and some of them snapped clean in half.  She now has four hammers in her tentacles, and looks quite a bit more frustrated than when she started.]

Stupid wood!  Why won't it stay together?  I bet it's because I'm using these inferior human tools!

3. [Even later on, as the sun is starting to hang low in the sky, Squid Girl has given up completely.  There's broken wood and rusty nails strewn all over the yard, hammers just lying there in the grass.  She doesn't really seem to notice or care, though, as she floats on her back in the saltwater pond Hajime made for her.]

I'll just use this as my base!  Then I won't have to build anything!

((OOC: Squid Girl is subject to the Father's Day event, and to any guy.  Have fun!))

Comments

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

What about all the broken boards?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

There were some technical errors.

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

What ....sort of technical errors? They don't even look singed.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

The kind with hammers.

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

No explosions?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

I'm trying to build something, not blow something up!

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

They usually go hand in hand.

Do you want some help?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

M-maybe...

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

[Pulls out some paper and a pencil. Where the Hell did she get that from. Don't ask.]

Great. Now what do you think it'll look like? I was thinking something with a tower!

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Can it look like me?

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

...a fort to look like you?....hmmmm it's possible but it might not be a very efficient fort.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Maybe just like my head?

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

Oh...then it could have tentacles!

[Writing stuff down.]

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Really? You can build those too?

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

Possibly. Or at least the mechanical equivalent too them.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

With tentacles that big, I'll be able to do anything!

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

Exactly! Oh and there's lots of car parts around that we could use to-

[Excuse her, she's going into planning=crazy mode again.]

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah! And maybe we can make it spit ink, too!

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

We'd have to find a lot of ink for it.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Maybe we can get something that looks like ink instead.

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

There'd still have to be a lot of it.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

We could steal a bunch of pens from the store!

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

Not nearly enough. We'll need tubfuls of ink.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Hmmmmmmm... where can we get that much ink...

[deathraygoboom.livejournal.com]

Maybe we could make some...